Aurora
"Aurora, everything will be fine" I feel the warmth of John's arms that hug me. I feel like I can't breathe, I'm going to get sick, I'm going to die. I'm having an anxiety attack and all I want is for my father to be by my side.
John stops hugging me and calls a nurse.
"She needs medical help, and she will need someone specializes in psychology. They must give her some kind of mediation against anxiety attacks ..." I hear John tell the nurse. I don't listen anymore. Before long a few nurses come and give me a pill to calm myself down.
John rubs my shoulder and says:
"Sherlock is coming. Don't worry." He looks at the cell phone and says to me again: "Actually, it's very close." I see Sherlock and Mycroft come to the room.
"John, what happened? Aurora?" My father comes up to me and gives me a hug.
"Anxiety attack," says John. "She will need psychological help" I do not feel anything. I listen, I'm there, but it's as if I wasn't. Too many things have happened and I have reached a limit.
Sherlock
Aurora falls asleep in my arms, it must be the mediation that she has been given against anxiety attacks.
"I must go. If something happens, let me know, Sherlock." Mycroft grabs his umbrella.
"Lady Smallwood?" I ask, slowly and silently laying Aurora on the bed.
"It is none of your business, but yes, it is her." Mycroft leaves the room and John looks at me strangely.
"Rosie," I say to John. " She is fine?"
"Oh yes. I hired a babysitter to take care of her."
"You can go, John. I'm staying here." I look over at Aurora. She is devastated and seeing her like this breaks my heart.
"You'll be fine?"
"John"
"Tell me. "
"I haven't told you about Molly. She's pregnant." John opens his mouth and raises his eyebrows.
"Really? Did she tell you?"
"She hasn't told me before. When I handed her the bag to analyze Aurora's garment, I saw her belly. Well, we haven't spoken for a long time, so ..."
"My God. And why is she in the morgue? She is pregnant, she shouldn't be working with the dead."
"I know, I told her, but she said it didn't matter. Lie. She'd been nauseated. She works to be away from her boyfriend, to spend less time with him." John grabs her jacket and puts it on.
"Well, we'll talk about that later. Bye, Sherlock. If something happens, call me." I say goodbye to John and he leaves.
I turn to see my daughter sleeping. I sit in Aurora's bedside chair and surprisingly fall asleep. I haven't been able to do it before.
...
A message appears on the screen of my phone.
"I've already found the DNA on the garment. Come when you can. - Molly Hooper."
I look at the time. Eight o'clock. Aurora is sleeping, so I'm going to kiss her on the forehead and tuck her in a little more. She slowly opens her eyes.
"I didn't want to wake you up," I say in a low, soft voice.
"It doesn't matter." She adjusts herself a little and moans in pain as she gets up.
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Aurora Holmes (Sherlock's lost daughter)
Mystery / ThrillerAurora Holmes, the secret daughter of Irene, was born in the United States, but when Irene die of breast cancer, her life changes completely, when she is only ten years old. There are so many secrets and surprises that she doesn't know. She has to...
