Her whole body shook with fear of what was to come. She had taken a test, three times, she had even seen two different experts and both had said the same thing.

She was pregnant.

She couldn't believe it. It was almost impossible. Kaylena had always thought since her last rocky relationship that she was infertile and unable to conceive. But here she was, with a child growing in her. And now she had to tell him. And she dreaded it. Many times had Mycroft said that he was not keen on being a father, when Kaylena had told him of her not being able to conceive he had just shrugged and said 'if it's okay with you then I am fine, I have never been keen to have a child if I am honest." That had broken her, deep down, Kaylena had always wanted to be a mother she thought it an amazing gift. Every time anyone would bring up the subject of Kaylena and Mycroft having a child Kaylena would stay quiet while Mycroft would let out a chuckle and say anything along the lines of "Really? Me, a father? Do you really think that'll occur?" That was why Kaylena dreaded telling him. If he brought up about her having an abortion then she was certain that she would snap, she had never believed in abortions as it was not the child's fault that it was growing, it was hers if anyone's.

Kaylena and Mycroft had only been married for one and a half months, the wedding had been small but perfect. Of course it had been perfect. He'd been there. The man Kaylena had been in love with for as long as she could remember. The Holmes' and Marrow's had lived next door to each other for all of Kaylena's life and their parents had always been close friends. When she was younger however, she mostly played with Sherlock, the younger of the Holmes' brothers. Although she was 3 years older than Sherlock, he had always had a higher mentality state. He had always been mature but very difficult to socialise with. Just like Mycroft. There was 4 years age difference between Kaylena and Mycroft, and Kaylena was certain that when they were younger that Mycroft had just thought that she was just an annoyance. But she'd always liked him. She'd always try to grab his attention somehow with some pity attempt of starting a conversation or trying to make him help her get her items back from Sherlock whenever he'd steal them and run around the house madly wanting her to chase after him.

"Kaylena!" Mycroft's voice sounded from the front door as it closed with a slight 'slam' "I'm home!" Kaylena walked into the conservatory to see Mycroft starting to settle down on one of the sofas.

"How was work?" Kaylena asked, putting on a fake smile to try to hide the wariness in her face but of course she knew he would see through it.

"The usual, quite informative" Mycroft said briefly, this shocked Kaylena as normally he would speak for ages about what he had done in the office and what important matters he had been demanded to attend to. "Now, how about you tell me about what is wrong?"

Kaylena took a deep breath.

Here we go.


a/n; Hello! Sorry but this is just a prologue to this story that I randomly thought about writing because poor Mycroft never really gets any romantic attention in Sherlock and I thought I'd just randomly write him with a made-up character. So, this prologue is actually at the end of the story and the next part will probably be about when they are younger and so on.

I don't own any of the characters except Kaylena.

Please review and critics are highly appreciated as I'm still trying to get use to Sherlock fanfics so please don't be *to* critical.

Terri x