Tender Love (Sherlock X Pregnant!Reader) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 3: The days just fly by like the wind

As the baby was growing so did the relationship between you and Sherlock, whenever he was back home from a case it would just be cuddles and plenty of kisses for you and the now large belly of yours, you were now 7 months pregnant. The gender was still unknown of the baby as you two decided to keep it a surprise until the birth.

Tonight you had just finished making dinner when Sherlock had entered with his faithful companion John Watson, oddly enough Sherlock seemed in a state of nervousness which left you frowning.
“What's wrong Sherlock?” You asked giving him a tight hug, the baby making it slightly difficult to hug him too hard.
“Nothing dear, don't worry about it.” He smiled that adorable smile of his and kissed you quickly. “What's for dinner tonight?”
“Bangers and mash, I didn't know what else to make so I just decided that would be good enough.”
“Sounds good to me,” said John adding himself to the conversation.
“I agree with John, let's dig in.” Said Sherlock clapping then rubbing his hands together eagerly. Ever since you had moved in Sherlock would actually eat food, it was like you had changed (but not in a bad way) him.

John had finished his dinner and announced that he was going to visit Mary as she had some news to tell him, that she couldn't seem to tell over the phone. Now it was just you and Sherlock finishing up a filling dinner. Once you had finished putting your plates and cutlery away, you and Sherlock sat on his favourite chair you on his lap, your head nestled in the cranny of his neck. “Y/N?” Whispered Sherlock in your ear, a tingly feeling went down your spine.
“Yes?” You whispered back, trying hard to hide the panic in your voice.
“Now, now don't sound so scared, I just want to ask you a question dear,”
“What is it then? You shouldn't keep me waiting, it doesn't help you know,”
“I wanted to know if, you'd give me the honour of becoming your husband?” He managed through a murmer, you turned to look at him with your mouth hanging open, a small box containing a beautiful diamond ring was inside it.
“And I thought you were joking,” was all you could say, your eyes were still fixated on the ring, you slowly nodded your head. Sherlock happily slid the ring onto your ring finger, his hands then held your face gently and then he kissed you softly, you ran your fingers through his hair.

When you pulled apart you felt slightly out of breath, but you smiled and leaned your forehead against Sherlock's, you still ran your fingers through his hair. He kissed you quickly one last time before placing his hand on your large belly, tracing his finger at random which felt oddly relaxing to you, then you felt a slight movement from the inside and you and Sherlock gave a chuckle and smiled at each other.

 

                                                *8 months pregnant*

“Sherlock, the baby is coming!” You yelled in panic to Sherlock who was out on a case, for once he kept his phone on him. “Sherlock?”
“...” No response, what could he be doing? Couldn't he here you?
“Sherlock where are you going?” You could here John's out of breath voice, Sherlock was obviously making sure you are alright, he usually wouldn't stay on the phone longer than a minute or two.
“Y/N, baby's on its way.” Sherlock stated, almost in a trance.
“I'll come with,” said John. “Y/N keep calm and stay where you are. Where are you again?”
“At home, I'll try it's not that easy,” you said holding your stomach, taking in a deep breath. “Just come as fast as you can please.” You blinked back the tears that had formed.
“Hang in there Y/N we're on our way,” said John and then the phone call was disconnected. You sat in silence and tried to remain as calm as possible, you would have called for a cab but it was painful to even move.

A car stopped outside and two sets of feet came running up the stairs, the door burst open and in the distance the sounds of an ambulance could be heard, Sherlock knelt down next to you.

“Are you alright?” He asked, you could feel his hand on your lower back trying to massage you, you shook your head.
“John called an ambulance they'll be here any minute.” He said trying to comfort you still, you nodded your head.

 

                                                        *Moments later*
The paramedics had gotten you into the back of the ambulance van as carefully as possible, the pains were becoming worse and worse with each minute that passed, Sherlock was attempting with great difficulty to remain calm for you. You winced in pain as another wave of pain moved through you, the ambulance was already driving to the hospital, Sherlock sat next to you and held your hand.

The ambulance had driven in front of the hospital by the time the baby was ready to come, you were breathing heavily and luckily for you, taken inside the hospital on the gurney to the delivery room.

About an hour later you were laying your head on Sherlock's chest, he was sitting on the edge of the bed smiling down at you and your newborn, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

*I'll leave you to decide the rest ;)*