The babe arrived fast asleep, so we put him straight to bed...whereupon Sherlock jumped up and settled in to protect him...
...dreaming fast and deep, the wain stretches out to warm his feet at the fire? Or wander on a lawn of soft new grass...or paddle in the warm shallows at the beach?
It's all good, says Sherlock, I'm here for you....
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