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One

" I'm pregnant."

Two words, ten letters.

He counts them once, twice, checks to make sure he's heard correctly thrice. He has.

She's pregnant.

She fiddles with the cuff of her wooly jumper, looking shyly at her feet, and his jaw flex's as he sets his mouth into a straight line.

" S-Sherlock?" she stutters, glancing up at him. Their eyes meet for just a mili - second and she looks away, her red hot gaze burning his skin. He feels the pressure now; one thing is clear. Sherlock doesn't do well under pressure. He runs a hand through his hair and throws himself into his arm chair.

" Sherlock, did you even hear me?" she says, crossing her arms over her chest vulnerably.

Sherlock blows hair through his mouth as he ponders how to answer her question. Eventually, he settles for, " Yes. I did. Congratulations. That is what you came here for, yes?"

Molly laughs through her teeth, and Sherlock watches tears collect like tiny pools in her eyes.

" It's yours," she tells him, and that catches his attention. He purses his lips, blinks his eyes, opens and closes his mouth.

It's half a minute before he is again able to speak.

" Well, yes, I suppose that seems plausible. That is, assuming you have been with no one else in the last month or so," he says.

His words are not intended to hurt, but they do.

Molly's eyes burn with rage and hurt. " So you think I just go sleeping around, yeah? Sherlock Holmes, I waited for you. For you. And look where it's gotten me. I don't need you to love me, I need you to be there for me." Her voice drops to a croaky, pleading whisper. " Please. I can't do this alone."

Sherlock scowls. " Molly, this is an act that we both know I am not capable of." He does not look her in the eye when he points to the door. " I think it best if you leave now. John will more than likely be home soon, and we don't want him intruding."

Molly laughs in disbelief, and upon seeing that Sherlock isn't paying any attention, she let's a tear slide down her cheek. She turns on her heel and leaves the apartment. She manages to hold her tears back until she is safely out of Baker Street.

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Hello there!

These aren't exactly going to be actual chapters. They're more like parts.

They're gonna be really short, yeah, but I'll update often. . . or, as often as I can, anyway.

I hope you enjoyed the first part! It was pretty hard to write, but I tried to make it realistic. I know Sherlock was a little harsh, but isn't this how he would be in real life?

Please drop me a vote and a comment, let me know if you enjoyed it or not!

Thanks!

- sugarpills.