Lost Girl 🔍 (Sherlock x Reader) [EDITING]

Chapter 48: Rosie Cheeks

In which Mary is giving birth to the baby (we skipped a bit because I was very bored while reading and writing it and this is my favorite part of the First Episode).

I hope you enjoy!

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Your POV

In the months that had passed, Sherlock, John and I were solving cases left and right; and I loved it, I missed it. The long nights and early mornings filled with 5-hour-energy shots and triple-shot espressos. And the time with Sherlock, even though he was immersed, it was nice to at least see him immersed in something other than drugs. Solving these cases was like his alternative to drugs, and believe me was he addicted.

Our latest case, in fact, had to do with a jellyfish that actually turned out to be the assassin.

"A jellyfish?!" I said in disbelief, shaking my head and looking towards the ground while giggling. "You can't arrest a jellyfish."

"Well, you could try." He said, smiling back at me, still looking at his phone and walking up the stairs behind me.

"We did try." John said, sighing and taking his phone out of his pocket. Just as the light went on, his face contorted with shock. "Oh God."

Sherlock looks up from his own phone surprisingly while his face filled with worry. "Mary?"

Oh god, Mary could be going into labour. "Fifty-nine missed calls." Yep, definitely going into labour. With that number of missed calls, I'm surprised the baby hasn't come already.

"We're in a lot of trouble." He grabs my hand and turns around, rapidly heading down the stairs and towards the door.

--- TIME SKIP ---

With me in the passenger seat, John driving as fast as he could, Mary screaming bloody murder in the back next to Sherlock who was obviously on our phone, our life could be some sort of sitcom.

"Mary! Just breathe!" I yelled, turning back in my seat to look at her; she was clutching the seat and taking up most of the space in the car, screaming her head off.

"Ow! Oh my God. Oh my God!" She screamed, her dress hitched up to her thighs and looking at me with desperation. She presses her hands against the roof while John looks at her with worry.

"Relax. It's got two syllables..." He says soothingly, looking at her through the rearview mirror.

"I'm a nurse, darling. I think I know what to do!" She grimaces at the word 'do' and grips the roof harder. "Just drive! Please, God, just drive! God, drive!"

I look over at Sherlock with anger as he frantically types on his phone. He senses my anger and looks up at my firey gaze, only to look over at Mary while turning over to face her.

"That's it Mary, breathe!" Sherlock says, sucking in a breath for her to imitate, but instead she starts kneeling on the seat, still gripping the top of the car.

"Don't you start." She savagely spat, before shifting her hand and pressing Sherlock's face against the car window. I stifle my laugher with my hand as Mary's breathing becomes more and more rapid.

"John? John, I think you have to pull over." She yells, and I reach out my hand for her to grab while she shifts back to her seating position. She grabs my hand tightly and squeezes it, making me grimace in pain, she probably broke my hand.

"Mary, Mary..." John attempts at give her a reassuring tone, but he knows that this is no time to mess with her.

"Pull! OVER!" 

My mouth unhinges in horror as my eyes travelled to Mary's legs, seeing something that I never thought I'd see in my whole life. Sherlock does the same while his face contorts in shock, jaw unhinging and eyes widening.

She screams and sobs, face contorting in agony and clutching both Sherlock's hair and my hand. "Oh my god! Oh my god!!" She sobbed, as John did what she told him to do, face full of worry and fear as the car came to a slow halt on the side of the road.

--- TIME SKIP TO THE CHRISTENING [seriously sorry for all of that but this is a cute part of the book but this is it for time skips I promise] ---

Here we were, a few weeks after John and Mary's baby was born, at a Christening, which I found terribly boring but it was worth it for them, and it was nice to see the little girl after a few weeks. I wondered how John and Mary were doing with family life, as Mary was an ex-assassin; yet I felt like John would be used to it as he had to live with Sherlock and I for a couple of years, that must've been like handling baby twins. I look over at Sherlock with annoyance, as he is still busy on his phone.

"Father, we ask you to send your blessings on this water..." The vicar begins to speak, dipping the cross in water and getting ready to Christen their girl. "...and sanctify it for our use this day, in Christ's name." He turns towards John and Mary. "Now, what name have you given your daughter?"

Smiling, they both look at each other with a sparkle in their eyes, then Mary turns towards the vicar. "Rosamund Mary."

"Rosamund?" Sherlock said frowning, looking up from his phone briefly. 

"Means 'rose of the world.' Rosie for short." Sherlock shot me a disapproving look and then went back to his phone. "Didn't you get John's text?"

"No. I delete his texts. I delete any text that begins, 'Hi.'" Rolling my eyes, I nudge him a bit.

"Phone." He sighs, putting his phone behind his back, thinking that I was oblivious to his actions, but I knew exactly what was going on. The vicar holds Rosamund now, who fusses a bit.

"And now, godparents... are you ready to help the parents of this child in their duties as Christian parents?"

"We are." Me, Ms. Hudson, and Molly all say simultaneously, and I realize that Sherlock didn't say anything, as he is still typing behind his back. This time, I nudged him in his chest a bit harder and sent him a sharp glare, which surprisingly had no effect on him this time.

Behind his back, a male Siri voice comes up and says, rather loudly may I add, "Sorry, I didn't catch that." I smirk a bit, trying to stifle my laughter, but it's no use. "Please repeat the question."

I laugh like a teenage boy laughing at the word 'dick' while everyone else looked at me weirdly. Sherlock's cheeks flush red as he mentally curses himself, finally putting his phone in his pocket before muttering, "We are."

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Sorry about this part guys, I know it isn't the best but I thought why not give the story a bit of buildup before... you know what happens. 

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this part!

Have a great day my lovelies xx