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Sherlock: Pregnancy

Sherlock-

You Find Out

Your hands shake and you shake your head. How were you going to tell him? He didn't want kids, that much you knew. "John?" You wander out of the bathroom to find John making tea. "Yeah?" You bite your lip. "I'm pregnant. But I don't know how to tell Sherlock." His eyes widen. "Pregnant?" You raise a brow and nod. "Yes." He looks around. "I don't know y/n. You could always just tell him." You shrug and stiffen when you hear the door open. "Hello love." Sherlock kisses your forehead before reaching into the fridge and pulling out who knows what. "Are you alright? You look a bit pale." You look over at John and he shakes his head. "Hey Sherlock, can you come with me real quick?" He frowns and follows you into your shared room. "I'm pregnant." You breathe. He freezes and stares at you. Just stares. He doesn't say a words for ten minute straight.

Cravings

Fish and chips

Sickness

Headaches

Mood Swings

Sensitive and over emotional

Clothes

Just whatever you could find :)

Labor

You gasp in pain and clutch your stomach. "Sherlock!" You scream. There's dead silence for about 0.2 seconds until you hear loud footsteps. "Y/n?" You motion for him to help you up. "Get a taxi." His eyes widen and he nods, grabbing your bags and taking them to the door. You clean yourself up a tad and lean against the door, trying to breathe through your contractions. "The taxis outside love." You nod and waddle out the bathroom, down the steps, and outside. Then you're on your way to the hospital.

Your Child

You scream in pain and glare at Sherlock. "I hate you." You hiss, then clench your teeth and squeeze his hand hard. "We can see the head. Just a couple more." Tears stream down your face and your grip tightens on the hospital bed as you push one more time. "I can't." You sob, hair sticking to your sweaty neck and forehead. "One more push love." You nod and the doctors ready themselves. A painful contraction pulses through you and you gasp in pain, giving a final push. Baby cries fill the air and you grin, looking up at Sherlock who has a faint smile on his face. "It's a girl Mrs. Holmes." You smile and they let you hold your baby, who was tiny and adorable. "What do you think we should name her?" He thought for a moment. "What about Emilia?"

John-

You Find Out

Your hand shake. What were you going to tell John? I mean, you'd just gotten married a week ago. Sure, you'd slept with each other before all that but you were careful. "John?" You step into your shared room, closing the bathroom door behind you. "Yes?" He looks at you, a small smile on his face. You sit down and take a dead breath, then lay down next to him, head resting on his shoulder. "Do you think the baby with be a girl or boy?" His eyes widened. "Baby?" He echoed. You smiled nervously. He grinned. "That's great!"

Cravings

Biscuits

Sickness