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Sherlock X Reader (Ch.11) Leave me to my work!

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At The end of your Pregnancy

Six months had passed, a whole six months. Three more until the buns in the oven were done and you popped.  God you were huge and not just that but the kicks were painful and delighted Sherlock. Much to your disgrace he had started to play the violin 24/7 unless he had to do ‘Human things.’ That was the time you would take a walk or fall asleep.

Then there was the sleepless nights in which you would get up and in the morning and be tired. Sherlock would just sleep like a baby and you hated it! This was just going to frustrate you beyond normal. You were now taking naps in the middle of the day due to your messed up sleep pattern. Oh just one night just one night of sleep would be fantastic.
Then there were the cramps and backaches. God those were painful as hell, and Sherlock would hear OW! And come running to you, John still did not know of this side of Sherlock. A single thing would not help in any way. Would this ever stop yes it would, as soon as you gave birth.

Nine months you were ready for this to be over, you had found out you were having a boy and girl and that was that. You were happy you got a daughter and Sherlock got a son. But somehow you knew that they would both be his, he would be the favoured one; the one that would challenge them when they were old enough.  The false contractions had been coming left and right.

But soon enough it happened, you went into real labour. Sherlock wasn’t much help at all he was freaking out about how the first time in labour could also be the last. You already knew you were going to have a ceasern section you wouldn’t feel anything until after the procedure.

Time had passed and you were not able to feel a thing, you gave birth to two children but it did not last long. You had gotten to see both of you wonderful children and name the girl Mackenzie and the boy Boyd. Before it happened, your stiches were somehow coming out and you were bleeding. A single thing happened and they could do nothing about it. You remembered the tears falling down your face before you could stop them. You faced it you were dying and didn’t want to.

You woke with a start, and after that you really did name your kids after the dream Mackenzie May and Boyd John. You and Sherlock had a wonderful life with your kids and the rest is left for your imagination.

                                        The End.
This is the end my dears, My god as I type this I am crying and I do hope I will write again. You were all so wonderful and I loved reading your comments and everything you said to encourage me.

I hated to end this but I ran out of ideas and as did my friends. I had a hard time writing this as I didn't want to end it. So I will tell you this The boy is named after my grandfather who has out lived cancer. He helped me find my passion for writing. Wow I can hardly see so I am typing with my eyes closed.

I loved writing this and I hope that it was well worth the 22 pages it took up. I love you guys and hope that you loved this just as much as I do!

Good-bye my dears I hope to post something new.
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JEEZ YOU HAVE ME A HEART ATTACK! I THOUGHT READER WAS GOING TO DIE