Generations's (Spin Off/ Book FOUR)

Love Love Kiss Kiss

Sherlock:

It had been a year since Khalilah had been born, and Birdy barely looked at the watch. What also didn't help, was that I was constantly making excuses as to why Arcadia and Ashildr shouldn't visit, because I valued where my body parts were, and the idea of being half phased through something didn't seem all that appealing. 

But without her opening the watch, one day I would have to tell them, when the Doctor finally came back, to find his granddaughter as the new Sentinel and daughter in the same predicament as his late wife, it would just send him away again. Khalilah from the future, she'd said that she opened it, but she couldn't remember everything. How long would I have to deceive the entire family for, Arcadia, Missy, the Doctor, Jenny and Luke? 

Lying was something I was good at, I had to be, but at the same time, it was something I wished that I never had to do, especially to the family that had attempted to welcome me into it as warmly as they could. If the Doctor knew what my brother had done to her, and then what our daughter would grow up to do? He would take her away from me, and I would be left with nothing again.

Then there was Birdy, Jasmine-Hope, who was still here, still working as Khalilah's nurse maid of sorts, not realising how important she truly was to me, to the baby, to everyone in my life.

"Come on skinny love, just last the year, pour a little salt, we were never here." Birdy sang to Khalilah as she started to feed her breakfast, bread mashed up into warm milk, one of her favourites. "My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my."

Padding into the kitchen carefully, she looked up and smiled as usual, her face so, so beautiful... I hadn't wanted to start falling for her, not like this, but no matter what, she was just like my SJ, only with the differences the regeneration brought. The height, obviously, how frail and thin she was, even thinner than before, even though she'd been anorexic and bulimic in the past, and slightly the present, and she bruised like a peach. I'd had no choice but to keep loving her once I knew, because my hearts belonged to her. 

The differences made no difference, and how small and cute she was just made me love her more, and get so protective over her, because she wasn't that strong. "Morning, Sherlock. She was crying, and you didn't get in until late so I got her up."

"Thank you, Birdy. I don't know what I'd do without you." I sighed, making myself a mug tea. I'd refused to let Mrs Hudson do things for me any more, besides answer the door, because I just wanted to prove myself as a person, as a father. I'd spent so long as just a man with nothing, and now the moment I had things that I never knew that I'd wanted, they were taken away. All I had was Khalilah, and a memoryless human SJ. "Isn't today your day off?"

"Yes, but if you need me I don't mind staying." She replied as I handed her a mug as well. "It doesn't really feel like working here, I enjoy it too much."

I looked at her carefully, seeing her long hair pulled off her face as she was still in pyjamas, shorts and a vest, hugging her slight frame perfectly. "No, I think that a day off could be good for the both of us. Maybe I could get Ryoko to look after her, and we could both do something?"

Birdy blinked a little, like she couldn't quite believe what I'd suggested. What John had said, that she loved me. I'd taken it to loving the money she made at the time, but the way I'd noticed her shyly look at me when I thought she wasn't looking... Part of me saw how my SJ was still there, how she was my Sarah Jane. "W, wh, why would you want to spend the day with me? Without Kali?"

"Why wouldn't I? You've been here for what, a year, and I've never really spoken to you about your life, what got you into all of this." I smiled at her, bending to kiss Lilah's silky blonde tufts. She was so perfect, my little 1 year old. "I'll get her dressed, you go get ready too. We can go for a meal, I can show you everything about London."