“Just going to grab some shopping, will be back soon love.” Benedict said almost three hours ago now. Your contractions had started about an hour ago and you really need Benedict. You are in so much pain that you cannot move and Benedict isn’t picking up his phone. “Why isn’t he picking up his bloody phone?!” You shout. You don’t know who else to call, you would call Lucy but that isn’t an option anymore. You reach for your phone whilst screaming as another contraction hits. You dial Amanda’s number, “Hello?”
“Amanda, I didn’t know who else to call!” You say as you groan again as a contraction hits.
“Oh Jesus y/n, is Ben not there?”
“He went out to get some food shopping about three hours ago. He isn’t picking up his phone and he promised he would be here when this happened.”
“Okay well do not panic hun, it will be okay. Martin is going to look for Ben and I will come to you, does your neighbour have your spare key?”
“Yes I think so, please hurry!” You scream again as you hang up the phone.
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Benedict’s POV
So many fans, I guess that is kind of inevitable because Sherlock series four has just finished here and in the US. I have been signing autographs for like two hours now! Wait a second, is that Martin? The crowd have noticed him and have gone rushing up to him and screaming (well fangirling), I smile at him but he doesn’t smile back and just pushes through the crowd. As you can probably expect the crowd aren’t giving up that easily. He gives up on trying to get rid of them. “Why aren’t you picking up your fucking phone Ben?!”
“I have been a bit busy.” I say whilst signalling the crowd of people, “Why what is up?” I pull my phone out of my pocket. Seventeen missed calls, most of them from y/n.
“She has gone into labour Ben, we need to go now quick.” The crowd gasp hearing the news and I sprint to Martin’s car. I had walked into town to buy the shopping which I have now just abandoned. I said I would be there for her, but I am not.
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Y/n POV
After several hours of pushing and shouting at Benedict whilst he is apologising, the baby arrives. A beautiful, dark haired baby girl with bright blue-green eyes is presented to you. You snivel, and beam as you see Benedict holding the small, delicate child wrapped in blankets. “You did it! You did it y/n! Oh my gosh I am a dad!” Benedict is overwhelmed by the bundle in his arms. “What shall we call her?” He asks you.
“Well…I was thinking…only if you are happy with it…Lucy?” You want to call her Lucy after your best friend forever.
“I love it.” He says, still beaming at Lucy in his arms. “I love her and I love you y/n.”
“I love you too Benedict Timothy Carlton Cumberbatch.” He grins and approaches you, kissing you on your forehead. You hold your hands out, signalling that you want to hold your child for the first time. When Benedict places her in your arms, you are overcome with joy and cannot help but shed a tear of happiness to your daughter. You kiss her gently on the forehead and hold her close to you.
“Nothing shall part us. Neither life nor death will be a barricade of our love for one and other. I will always be there for you and you will always be a part in my heart. I will help you through difficult times whilst sharing the good ones too. I love you Lucy and you will always be close to me.” You bring her closer to you. Those were the words that you said when you left university to your friend Lucy but you feel like they are appropriate for this situation as well.
“Were those words for her or Lucy?” Benedict asks, he knows those were the words you said to Lucy in the past because you said them at her funeral. “Both” you answer as you pass Lucy back to Benedict.
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Stars in her Eyes
أدب الهواةYou are an interviewer for Stars in her Eye's magazine. You interview the national treasure Benedict Cumberbatch which turns into something a little complicated... Completed: Thanks for all of the reads and votes! Sequel coming soon :)
