BBC Sherlock Reader Insert One Shots

Babysitting (John)

You ran up the stairs to 221b Baker Street. John had called you 10 minutes ago asking if you could look after Rosie while he and Sherlock went out on a case.

You reached the door of the small flat and found it wide open. Cautiously, you went in. Sherlock stood in front of the red armchair holding a baby rattle. You assumed Rosie was sitting in the chair judging from the giggling. You knocked softly on the open door. Sherlock looked up.

"(Y/N), what are you doing here?" He asked bluntly.

"John asked me to look after Rosie while you went out on a case," you reply walking into the flat.

"That's good I have no idea what to do! I don't know if she wants the rattle or not!" Sherlock shoves the rattle into your hand and you pick up the baby, handing it to her.

"Hello Rosie, how are you today?" You say kissing her nose. She smiled and waved the rattle. Suddenly, John bursts into the room.

"Oh, (Y/N), you're here, thank god!" He says pulling his coat on.

"Hello to you too, John," you laugh.

"Come along John," Sherlock says loudly. He's already wearing his trench coat and scarf. John nods and follows him out the door.

"Thank you again, (Y/N)," John shouts from halfway down the stairs.

~~~~~

A few hours later, you sat in Sherlocks' armchair, Rosie had fallen asleep on your shoulder. You were reading a book on astrophysics from the bookshelf next to you. You were about to die of boredom when you heard two people coming upstairs.

"Sherlock, why would it be the daughter?" One voice said.

"I saw the pen she used for work John! It can only be her!" Another voice replied.

Sherlock threw open the door to the flat and ripped of his scarf. John followed him panting. They both hung up their coats and you got up so Sherlock could have his armchair back. Rosie stirred and whimpered. You passed her to John who cradled her lovingly.

"Hello, sweetheart," he smiles before turning to you.

"I cannot thank you enough, (Y/N)," John says.

"It's fine, Rosie's no problem anyway," you get your coat and pull it on.

"See ya!" You wave to the boys and start to jog down the stairs.

"(Y/N)!" You stop on the landing and turn back to John.

"Would you, erm, like to meet me for coffee tomorrow?" He asks hesitantly.

"Yeah, sure. Text me details," you grin before running out the door of 221b.