Sherlock x OC It is what it is Book 2

London Aquarium

The chapter I dreaded writing.

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"Yeah, they're throwing me something called a baby shower" I shrugged, "What the bloody hell is that? The baby is not even here" Sherlock asked, "Mary's idea, I think it has to do... something with celebrating the baby coming... Ill ask" I looked up in thought, Mary told me this morning that Mrs.Hudson suggested a baby shower and that it was important.

"Right, and Ill be out with John. Going to see Mycroft, something important came up for the case" Sherlock was busy with himself ever since morning. He's been on phones all day and I haven't been able to talk to him properly. "Alright, good luck... take care okay? I don't want you to be back with some bruise.." I saw Sherlock look amused, "Is my wife worried about me?" He asked, looking down at me as I chuckled, it was cute when he said things like that. "Yes, you are my husband after all"

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The shower Mrs.Hudson threw with Molly, Mary, Annabelle, Aline, and me was a regular event that people gave too much importance to. Too much. It was like a regular gathering for a Sunday morning where balloons were placed in a cute way with pink and blue colors, there was a fancy looking cake with "It's twins" written on it. Of course there was wine which I couldn't drink of, nor the expensive bottle of champagne Mrs.Hudson bought me. She refused to let us open it till after the baby comes for she said it was precious.

As for the activities, we engaged in just regular conversations, and there was the part of

games which I didn't think was fun. Molly was way too awkward, and drinking too much. Mary pulled out some book where everyone had to write me an advice for when the baby comes. I got two advices from each person like 'Sleep when the baby sleeps' and things like 'Keep guns away from your children' 'Never let the baby out of the crib when Sherlock is doing experiments in the kitchen'... it was just regular things you know?

Then was the awful part of opening the gifts, honestly, I had no idea what the things were which made me feel dreadful. I got a cute pair of shoes for the twins, that was Molly's gift. Mary got me a baby crib. Mrs.Hudson got me one of those modern diaper bags where you can put the babies on and change them, and a breast milk pumper. Aline got me a high chair to feed the baby on... or whatever people call it, as for Annabelle, she got me a twin stroller. Opening the gifts was dreadful because I started feeling like a wreck by the end of it. How in God's name did I think it was a good idea to get twins! I'm the most irresponsible person I know, of course besides Sherlock when it comes to handling babies. Not only that, I didn't really know what to do with the babies when they come. How to hold them, feed them, how much work they're going to require and energy!

By the end of the shower, Mary was the only one left, besides Mrs.Hudson who was helping us clean up. "You rest, no moving for you dear" Mrs.Hudson said, "Yeah you look pale as hell even though we ate a lot" Mary observed. "Yeah I'm sort of feeling like I'm starting to freak out Mary" I confessed exhaling a deep breath. "Freak out? Why? Your health is good" She shrugged, "NO MARY! I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH A CHILD OH MY THIS IS A DISASTER!" I whined sitting back on the couch.

"Jesus, calm down Viola. You'll be a good parent, babies are not hard to handle" "Oh yeah? Babies are not hard when you have a good father taking care of your children. I have Sherlock AND ME, MEE!" I saw Mary chuckling which made me roll my eyes at her. "Yeah laugh at the crazy pregnant lady who doesn't know what to do!" "Viola? Are you alright?" Sherlock walked in with John taking their coats off. "No she's not" Mary responded as I sighed. "Oh honey, Sherlock can take care of a baby.. and so can you" Mrs.Hudson interrupted. "Of course I can" Sherlock shrugged.

"Viola, whats going on?" John came and sat beside me. "I'm having two babies! Thats whats going on, I'm in a middle of a freak out!" "Nothing to freak out about, love" Sherlock leaned kissing my forehead as he took a slice of cake from the coffee table. "Hey! Take this seriously" I scowled at him. "How about you guys try to take care of Rosie?" Mary suggested "No" Sherlock and I immediately refused. "Whoa, it's just a baby not an ex-con Viola" John pointed out.