Sherlock X Reader (Ch.9) Leave me to my work!

Time had seemed to fly by at the moment the OBGYN was setting up for the ultra sound. You were sitting down on your couch because Sherlock had made you. Your breasts had reach a level were even just the slightest bit of pressure would cause you to winch if not make you yelp.

Sherlock had been slapped, twice for that matter. Just for trying to help massage them. As he put it ‘I will help get the milk glands working and stop from causing you more pain’ But in truth all he did was make it worse. You had slowly started to gain what weight you would need. You had already gained a total of 1.5 pounds.

You had also moved in the flat with Sherlock, John had just gotten married and you and Sherlock shared  bed for now. The morning sickness had started to dissipate. Some mornings you were just dry heaving, while others it was a full blown episode. Sherlock had also made it so the fridge was decimated from all of the body parts and had started to go and work at St. Bart’s to help you when you were on maternity leave.

Molly had taken over your spot at the morgue just every now and then calling you in to cheek a wound or a bone over. Most the time she would miss the big things without striping the bones down to just the bones. So that had become your thing was after she had finished with the body you would strip it down  to just the bones and then the real fun would start.

But lately you were missing the job that you had gone to college for, sure you had been working this job for years. But soon it would have to change you were thinking of becoming a stay at home mum and just working from home. But Sherlock would never allow that.

“_________ would you please lay down and lift your shirt up to your breasts and your pants pushed down just a bit” You did as were you told and didn’t say a word, Thinking Sherlock was getting more and more popular in his cases and you and him had been on the front page of the newspaper twice.  Your once flat stomach was now just a bit popped out, ‘Twins I just know we are going to have twins’ Was the mantra that was running in your mind at 100 miles an hour.  

Just then you felt the cold goo on your where your child would be. The wand was moved around a bit and then the monitor was shown to both you and Sherlock. Not just how far along you were. At this point you were twelve weeks along. Your appointment kept getting pushed back by the fact that some a few people had given birth.

Twins, fraternal twins just as you had thought. God you were right, that would explain why you had the high levels of HCG and the heightened symptoms of pregnancy; great just what you needed at this point in time.

Once the appointment was over Sherlock went home without saying a word and left you to think. You pulled your stethoscope off of the in table and lay down. You put the ear pieces in and hear the heart beats of you children. Your thoughts were so…. scrambled and raw. The simple fact was that you were scared. For once in your life you didn’t know what to do, you felt a tear slip down your face. You felt like that lost little girl in the big mall no sure of what to do. A tear slipped down again and again you were crying. But not a sound left your mouth. You were crying silently there was not a single thing you could do to stop. You felt a pair of arms wrap around you and you freaked out and was about to swing to hit when you remembered it was just Sherlock and you.

“Why are you crying tell me what’s wrong” Sherlock told you over the past few months you had found that the cold icy act is all just an act and that he is truly a sweet man. But there are times he can but it can also be that when he gets mad run, to save your own life.

You sighed “Don’t worry about it”

“Really because I think that I should” He told you switching the weight on his feet.
“Mood swing” Was all you had to say before he nodded and dropped it. But in truth he too was scared and lost in what to do, but the two of you had done this together and there was no changing the past. But at this point in history there was no time travel and at this point there was no changing of history.