Sherlock's daughter.

Baby.

Rosie had an issue with sleeping through the night.
I was sound asleep when. WAAAAAA WAAAAA.
Ugh. I was so done. I hopped out of bed and into the nursery. I picked her up and rocked her in my arms as I softly sang.
"I close my eyes and I can see, a world that's waiting up for me. That I call my own. Through the dark. Through doors. Through where no-ones been before. But it feels like home. They can say," I turned as I rocked her to see Mary.
She smiled sweetly.
"They can say it all sound crazy. They can say we've lost our minds. Well I don't care. I don't care so call us crazy. We can live in a world that we design," I sang.
Rosie yawned.
"In a world that we design. Cause every night I fall asleep," I sang as Rosie fell asleep. I sat on the couch and rocked her.
The next morning I woke up to the smell of donuts.
I smiled. I stood up holding Rosie.
"She slept last night," John spoke.
I nodded.
"I'm guessing you didn't get much sleep," John spoke.
"Yep," I nodded.
"Thank you," he smiled.
"You needed it," I smiled.

My wrist began to shake so I handed Rosie to John.
There was a knock at the door. I walked over and opened the door.
There was a person.
"Hi. Can I help you?" I asked.
"I'm here for John Watson and Sherlock Holmes," he spoke.
"I'm their daughter. Come in," I nodded.
He walked in.
"Oh uh hello there can I help you?" John asked.
"John Watson? I'm looking for you and Sherlock Holmes," he spoke.
John pointed to Sherlock.
"I am here to remove Vivian Rose Holmes from you custody," he spoke.
"The heck you are!" Sherlock stood.
"As her mother Irene Adler has the right as her parent," he spoke.
"Ya well I'm her father so get out of my flat and I'll see you in court!" He yelled.
He left.
"Sherlock... she can't actually take me... can she?" I asked.
"Not while I'm alive," John shook his head.