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said: 96 and 97 with Sherlock please! 😂❤
A/N: I’m really sorry but I couldn’t manage to get 96 in. I did try though. Anyway, I hope you enjoy. x
Warning: Swearing.
“Y/N, turn that music off!” Sherlock exclaimed.
“Ugh!” You replied and ejected the CD. “The baby liked it. They were dancing!” You placed your hands on your bulging stomach.
“Or it was kicking because it wanted you to stop.”
“Very funny." You were driving to his parents house because they had insisted that you should both come over because it was Mrs Holmes’ birthday. The baby could be born any day but it was a good thing because you didn’t mind having your baby in the countryside. It was more peaceful than the busy streets of London and the Holmes parents had a cot, which was Sherlock’s old one, and plenty of baby supplies in case the baby did arrive. Mycroft didn’t want to come, especially if a baby was on the way, but he didn’t want to anger his mother.
You felt water and you panicked. Sherlock sensed that something was wrong when you tensed up.
"What is it?” He asked.
“My water has broken!” You exclaimed.
“Don’t worry, I know where the nearest hospital is. Have you been having contractions?”
“Yes.”
“And you didn’t tell me?”
“Well you’d probably say I was exaggerating!”
“No I wouldn’t!”
“Yes you would!” He ignored your last comment and tuned the car around. Unfortunately, the car began to break down.
“Sherlock, please tell me this isn’t happening.”
“It is.” You began to panic but he took your hand.
“Don’t worry we’ll be okay.”
You were sat at the edge of the road while Sherlock was pacing up and down calling 999. The only problem was, you were in the middle of no where.
“An ambulance is one its way,” He told you. “This is awful.”
“No shit, Sherlock!” You yelled. You were scary when pregnant.
“The only thing we can do now is wait.” Sherlock hated waiting.
In your arms was a beautiful baby boy looking up at you with eyes that mirrored your own. Sherlock was on the phone to his parents.
“Yes mother,” You heard him say.
“Y/N and the baby are okay.”
“Yes you can come and visit.”
“Oh you’re already on your way?”
“No, I have to go.”
“Bye.” He hung up quickly.
“She can talk for England,” He said to you.
“Sounds like someone else I know,” You replied smirking. He rolled his eyes. “I wonder if little Arthur here will turn out the same.” You looked down at your son.
“As long as he isn’t as reckless as I am, he will turn out just fine.” He kissed Arthur on the head before kissing you. You had a perfect little family.
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