You walk into the small room that was reserved for your daughter in the hospital. You grip Benedict's hand tighter causing him to flinch, but you soon let go of his hand rush towards your little girl, who was being held by a nurse with her arms extended, beckoning you to come hold her.
"Oh thank God you're okay." You mumble into your daughter as you pressed her close to your body, never wanting to let her go.
"Looks like she came down with a very serious type of Strep Throat. And he being so young, it really took a toll on her! Its a good thing you brought her in before any serious damage was done." The doctor told you and Benedict as you both cuddle your little girl. Benedict walked over to the doctor to shake his hand.
"Thank you so much Doctor." Benedict said.
"She will have to stay in here for a few days while we run some tests, just to make sure nothing gets bad again." You and Benedict nod as you sit on the hospital bed with Rebecca. She babbled baby words and pointed to things around the room, she would giggle when Benedict would laugh and she would try to pull his hair when he tickled her. You watched as your husband and little girl played. Wondering what it would be like to add on to the family.
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Benedict Cumberbatch Imagines
FanfictionSome imagines of you and Benedict Cumberbatch in chronological order!