So almost 11 months later, I was holding a non breathing baby in my arms. I was crying, so was Mary and the nurses were looking uncertain. They said there was nothing they could do for the moment, they wanted to take him but I wouldn't let them. I knew it was over when there was no crying when he first...came out. I held him, one of my tears landed on his cheek and all of a sudden, there was a big intake of air and then the little boy was shaking in my arms, screaming filled the air and I laughed. He was ripped from my arms, and I realised it was for the best. I sat down next to Mary in a chair.
J- how are you feeling?
M- I-I'm okay... just worried about the baby
I nodded, a nurse was still in the room, she looked at us and smiled.
?- you're both being really brave, your boy is a fighter, he's going to pull through. Do you have any ideas on names?
M- Hamish
I looked at her in disbelief.
J- you know I don't like my middle name
M- yes but I think he should be called something related to his strong and brave daddy, we can't exactly call him John Junior or John the second, so you better get used to Hamish
The nurse laughed at us.
J- fine
M- you can pick the middle name-
J- Sherlock, after his uncle
She nodded and smiled. I held her hand in mine. I was thinking about when she told me she was pregnant. I looked at her blankly and started to cry. Then we decided to keep the gender a secret, we didn't want to know, we wanted it to be a surprise. I'm glad we got a boy, that's what we wanted, even though a little girl with dresses and bows in her hair would also be lovely. Mary always used the motto "I don't care what we have, as long as its healthy", whenever I brought it up. A nurse ran into the room.
?- would the daddy like to come and see your beautiful son
Mary nodded and I kissed her cheek and practically ran down the corridor to the room where the nurse was leading me. I saw him squealing and kicking. The doctor looked at me as I advanced towards him.
?- he's a strong one, you better be careful
I laughed.
J- he takes after his daddy
I picked him up in my arms and he immediately stopped screaming. The nurses around me aww'ed and I smiled, another tear rolling down my cheek.
J- can he see his mummy?
The doctor turned to one of the nurses.
?- I'll get back to you on that in just a second
The nurse returned and nodded smiling. I started to cry more. Hamish had fell asleep peacefully in my arms. I entered the room and Mary took a sharp intake of breath, smiling. I gently lowered him into her arms and she started to cry to. The nurse smiled at us from across the room where she was still messing with injections.
It's been a few months since little Hamish was born, and today was the first time that I'm babysitting him, all by myself. Mary had gone back to work. She said she was fine and wanted to get back to work, I'd been to several job interviews since I left the one I'd got after my first day out. I became a doctor for a short while but when I met Mary, they made me redundant, just like some other of my friends that worked there. I loved my job, I was gutted when I lost it. I'd been to many interviews and they always said the same things "we'll get back you in the next few days, thank you for coming" and I knew they didn't want me. Mary wanted to go back to work because we were struggling. She's a tough one my girl. I was going to take Hamish somewhere very important today. Baker Street, and to visit his nana for the first time, Mrs Hudson has been coming to us lately so I'm going to surprise her. After that, I was going to visit Mary in her office as a 'client' and surprise her too. I stopped at the same corner shop and grabbed two bunches of flowers, all women love flowers, so I believe. I knocked on the door and I held my finger to my lips looking at Hamish who smiled up at me. He was always smiling. She popped her head around the door and gasped in disbelief.
MH- oh my goodness! John and little Hamish!
I smiled.
J- surprise!
She let us in and I stayed standing.
J- I was hoping we could go upstairs
She nodded. I sat Hamish in Sherlocks chair and he let out a little laugh. Mrs Hudson put her hand on her heart and aww'ed. We chatted for a while until it was time for my appointment with Mary.
MH- it was lovely to see you both
I rushed away and surprised Mary in her office and she loved it. I thought my life was taking a turn for the better, but then I was depressed again.
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