Sherlock Characters x Reader

Greg Lestrade x Reader

Type: Fluff

Warnings: Greg being hurt.

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Reader POV

I snuggle on the couch, waiting for my Detective to come home. He has been at work for 14 hours, and I miss him so much. My cellular rings and it's John, my friend from the Army. I answer quickly.

"John? What's wrong?" I ask, knowing he wouldn't call at 10pm for nothing. "Greg was shot about an hour ago. He is in surgery now. You need to get to the hospital now!" He says, his voice straining.

I hang up the phone and run to the closet, throwing on Greg's favorite hoodie. I grab my purse and head out the door. I run to a cab and they let me in.

I tell them to head to the hospital and they basically slam the gas to the floor.

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I run into Greg's room and I see Sherlock, John, Donovan, and Anderson. I look at Donovan and Anderson and point to the door. "Get out you pricks!" I yell. They scurry out, their heads low. Sherlock and John look at me confused.

"Mycroft sent me the security camera footage. As soon as my fiance was shot, they ran and didn't even help him." I say, my anger rising. Our wedding day was supposed to be in 3 days. I was supposed to tell him I'm having his babies. We are expecting twins in 8 months and I wanted to tell him at the wedding as a gift.

As they wheel my Greg in, my sobs fill the room. I grab his hand and I kiss it. "C'mon baby. You need to wake up. It's me, Y/N. Please baby." I whisper, tears falling. The nurse pats my back and says, "Here. This was in his pocket." She hands me a piece of notebook paper.

"Dear Y/N,

Hello, love. Right now, I am about to go into a very very dangerous place and I may not make it out alive. I need to tell you a few things, just in case.

1. You are the love of my life. I used to say I was married to my work and that no one would ever replace work. But then you came along and made my life so much better. Suddenly, work was just something I had to go to. It became dull because you weren't there. I love you so much, baby.

2. You are the greatest human I have ever met. Your smile lights up a room. Your laughter sounds like bells. And I just love how kind and considerate you are.

3. I do. If I don't get the chance to say it, I'll say it now. I do.

I will forever love you, baby. No matter what happens to me. Even if I make it, I want you to read this. Because I can't talk about my feelings easily. But I can write them down.

I love you Y/N.

Love Forever and Always,

Detective Inspector Gregory Lestrade"

I cry as hard as I can. I grab John's hand and just cry. "You'll be okay." He says, in a calming voice. "No, John. It's not you. It's you'll all." I say, looking up. John smiles and hugs me.

"This may be a sad day, but congratulations!" he says, hugging me tighter. "John, it's twins." I say, looking at my future husband.

Greg moves slightly and I rush to him. "Greg. Baby." I say, hoping he is waking up. His eyes open and he smiles. "I-I-I'm going to be a father?" He whispers, a smile all over his face. "Yes, baby, yes. It's twins." I say, grabbing his hand. I kiss his forehead softly.

"Did you read the note?" He whispers, his voice still hoarse. "Yes baby. And I need to tell you something." I say, tears flowing down my face.

"What is it?" He asks.

"I do."