Where to start.
John seems a lot better - probably down to a bit of decent sleep and some rest. And he insisted on getting up and about yesterday, even if it only meant moving a few yards from the sitting room to the kitchen. He still looks like he's gone a few rounds in the ring, too. Obviously he insists he's okay. But being a frequent user of that phrase, I'm not taking it at face Value.
The boys are coping really well. Sherlock did end up in with us again last night, but we'll hope that when he's back in his own bed he might sleep through. We're giving them both lots of hugs. Mycroft's just spending a bit more time with us - although it's not like my flat is big enough for him to get far away anyway.
The second attacker was caught yesterday, which I think made everyone feel a bit better.
John's agreed to come with me to see Bryan on Thursday. I still have no idea if it's the right thing to do. I just know that right now I can't face it on my own. I'm too tired, too stressed, too weak.
I feel terrible that I'm putting John through it when he's not 100%. But I don't want to put it off.
I might just get John to be somewhere close by. i don't know. I guess we'll get there early and see what the place is like. I'd rather John was up to taking the bike - I'd feel better with a quick getaway on hand. As it is, public transport and a cab if need be will do.
I'm probably spending far too much time thinking about it all. Well, i definitely am. It feels like Bryan's been the third person in this relationship for the past few months. I just want to get rid of him.
We're going to Get all our stuff back to John's place soon - after rush hour's died down. And later on I have to get into work to deal with some fall out and check on my teams, then I'll be back with him. I don't want to leave John alone right now - even though 'alone' means 'with a security team'.