Sherlock Imagines

Trying To Help (Bonus Part)

A/n: I was thinking about doing this bonus part for a while and now I finally have it so, hope you all enjoy.

You heard the slight sound of crying. Slowly you opened your eyelids and sat up. You slipped your feet out from under the covers of the blanket and grabbed your robe. You walked down the halls and to the other room. You opened the door slowly and the crying got a lot louder. You walked up to the crying child and looked down at her.

"Shh. Don't cry. It's alright, Rosie." You said.

You picked the little girl up and started to rock her back and forth. You heard footsteps padding down the hallway and two more figures appeared in the doorway.

"I heard Rosie crying. Is she alright?" John Watson asked.

"She's fine." You said. "Here Rosie. Go to daddy." You said and handed the child over to John.

You wanted to have your own child. You wanted to be an actual mother and Sherlock be the father. You snuggled up next to Sherlock and he rested his chin on top of your head. Soon Rosie had stopped crying and John had laid her back down for her to sleep. You all three left the room as quietly as possible and headed back to your bedrooms. You slipped into bed with Sherlock and snuggled up close to him. He put his arm over your side and pulled you closer.

"Good night, y/n." He whispered.

"Good night, Sherlock." You said.

You both fell asleep for the rest of the night until morning. You woke up as the sun shone through your eyelids. You sat up and immediately felt a sickening feeling in your stomach. You took deep breaths and it seemed to go away. You stood up and walked to the bathroom. But then it came. You hunched over the toilet and threw up. You then seemed to realize what was happening. You grabbed a pregnancy test that you had and did it. You smiled at the results. You left the bathroom and looked for your husband.

"Sherlock!" You shouted happily.

The detective was sitting in his chair in the living room. He opened his eyes and looked at you. He saw your smile and stood up.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Sherlock, we're gonna have a baby." You said.

Sherlock stared at you with wide eyes but soon smiled.

"That's wonderful!" He said.

"I'm going to be a mother!" You exclaimed.

"And I'll be a father." He exclaimed.

John came in hearing all the noise the two of you were making. He had Rosie in his arms as he walked in.

"What's all the noise down here?" John asked.

"We're gonna be parents." You told John.

"What?!" John asked shocked and you nodded. "Congratulations!" He said.

He wrapped you both into a hug and you started laughing. You sighed and looked down at your fingers.

"Are you alright, love?" Sherlock asked.

"Yeah, it's just...I've wanted this for so long. Now it's happening!" You said.

Sherlock smiled brightly and wrapped you into another hug. You pecked his lips and sat down on the couch.

"I'm gonna be a mother." You whispered to yourself.

~Nine months later~

You screamed once again and put your hand on your stomach. Sweat dropped down your face. Sherlock was nervous right now and was standing around like an idiot.

"It's coming. The baby's coming." He kept mumbling.

"Will you shut up and get me down to the car!!" You shouted at him.

"Right." Sherlock said. "John!" He called.

John came into the room not long after hearing his name called and another one of your screams of pain.

"Is it time?" He asked.

"YES!" You shouted.

"Alright come on. We have to get her to the car." John said.

Sherlock and John both took one of your arms and helped you down the stairs and into the car. John got in the drivers seat and Sherlock sat in the back with you. You clutched his hand, squeezing it hard every time you felt a pain.

"Hurry up!!" You screamed.

After what seemed like forever, you made it to the hospital. You were brought immediately to a hospital room where you would deliver your child.
The doctors helped you through everything and in no time at all, your baby was brought into the world. You sighed in relief and dropped your head back onto the pillow. They brought your baby girl to you and set her down in your arms.
You looked down at your small child and held your finger out for her to play with. She looked at you with her eyes that looked so much like Sherlock's. She yawned a little and made a cute little noise that made you laugh.
John and Sherlock came in and looked at the small girl.

"What's her name?" John asked.

You sniffled and looked up at John with tears in your eyes, "Mary." You said.

John looked at you with so much emotion. He smiled and looked at her.

"It's a nice name." He said and coughed.

"I wanted to name her in honor of Mary." You said.

John smiled and gave you a gentle hug. "Thank you." He whispered.

"You're welcome."

Sherlock stepped closer to you and looked at his daughter.

"Could I hold her?" He asked.

"She's your daughter." You said.

Sherlock scooper his daughter out of your arms and into his own. He smiled down at her and let out a laugh.
Never had your life been better and you wanted it to stay this way, forever.