What do I do?

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Outside the Operating room, Sherlock paced as John watched leaning against the wall. It felt like hours for Sherlock , the high functioning sociopath was becoming a little bit more human with each passing hour that Molly was in there.

Finally the Doctor emerged to tell them the news.
" Mr.  Holmes ..... she is doing good , she was bleeding from her abdomen but we managed to fix it and she is stable." The doctor said as he removed his cap.

"What about ..... the baby?"
Sherlock said quietly.

"I'll let Miss Hooper talk to you about that. She wanted to speak with you." The doctor said as he walked away.

Sherlock quickly bolted towards the recovery room to find Molly laying in the bed staring at the ceiling.  She turned to see Sherlock and John enter and gave them a slight,  weak smile.

"Hi...." Molly managed to say as the anesthesia was wearing off more.

"Molly, the doctor said you wanted to talk to me? What's going on? The baby......???" Sherlock asked hesitantly.  He knew if she was no longer pregnant then that meant he didn't have to maintain this relationship with Molly whatever it was because Mycroft was right. He was not good for her,but God was she the best thing that could have ever been in his life. He would never admitted to it but she was perfect for him and the fact that she could tolerate him and all his major flaws was even more perfect. If she was still pregnant , then he would do what he needed to in order to protect Molly and his child from future danger.

"Sherlock ....about that....." Molly hesitated a little.

"Molly it's ok.....I wasn't ready to be a father and I didnt plan on you getting pregnant in the first place so it's better this way, no harm done. " Sherlock said as he began to slightly fall back into his normal sociopathic routine.

" I'm still pregnant ....Sherlock.  I didn't realize how much this bothered you. Did you even stop and think about how I feel about this ? No because you are always you and I was daft to think that would ever change . I'll raise the babies on my own .....I don't need you Sherlock Holmes. " Molly said as she became furious with him.

Sherlock began to feel horrible for how his words came out and hung his head down.

Suddenly something occurred to him.....she said babies, as in plural.

" Molly.....  you mean.... it's twins?!" John blurted out first with an extatic grin on his face.

"That's what the OB said when they did the ultra sound after I woke up. " Molly said and then reached over beside her and picked up a black and white sonogram. 

There they were plain as day . Two small little peanut sized babies . She handed it to Sherlock and he looked down in shock. This was worse than when John asked him to be the best man at the wedding. He was rendered utterly speechless with his body frozen to the spot as he examined the paper that said Holmes Babies at the top right corner.

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