Daddy Loves You

Chapter One: We're Having A Baby

AN: Believe it or not, I came up with this idea while I was having a shower. I've being trying not to start any new fanfics until I finish all my others but after coming up with this idea, I just had to write it. It was inspired by onlyashesremain with this fic /works/806248/chapters/1521116 xxxx

Summary: John Watson is an army doctor and married to his childhood sweetheart Mary who is finally expecting a baby after five years of trying. But after getting shot in Afghanistan, John is invalided home and it's almost like fate as just two days later, Mary is taken to hospital to give birth to their baby.

But what will happen when tragedy strikes?

A chance encounter with the mysterious Sherlock Holmes could be the start of something amazing.

"Oh my God, Mary, can you believe it? We're having a baby!" John says excitedly as his wife is loaded into the ambulance.

Unfortunately, at this moment in time, Mary isn't sharing in John's excitement. She's in too much pain from contractions but she gives him a weak smile anyway.

"I know … sweetheart. I know." She replies softly and breathlessly.

"Shall I ring Emily?"

"At the … hospital, John. We'll call her … then."

"Yes, of course. This is going to be fantastic. A little Mary Watson running around."

"Yes, John." Mary smiles softly, despite the pain she's in.

She can see her husband's eyes sparkling and it sends a warmth over her that seems to calm her for a few moments.

"We're nearly at the hospital now, Mr and Mrs Watson."

"Hear that, Mary? We're nearly there. I love you so much, sweetheart. I can't wait to see our beautiful baby girl." He smiles at her and grabs her hand.

The ambulance pulls up and the paramedics wheel the stretcher out, dragging it inside the hospital.

John is still holding his wife's and grinning like a mad man.

"Doctor Watson, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here." A doctor suddenly says, stopping John in his tracks.

"Why, what's wrong?" John replies in a worried tone.

"Your wife's heart rate is too high and we're worried about the effect it might have on the baby. We'll have to give her a Caesarean Section in order to reduce stress on both mother and baby."

"But they'll be okay, right?"

"We'll do everything we can, Doctor Watson."

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

The doctor nods in reply before heading off to the surgery.

An agonising two hours later and finally the doctor returns. John notices that he's wearing a solemn expression and John knows that their beautiful baby is dead.

"Doctor, what's happened?"

"We did all we could, Doctor Watson but I'm afraid a have some bad news. During the procedure, Mary went into cardiac arrest and we did everything we could but I'm sorry, we lost her."

"And the baby?" John asks, which surprises himself.

"Nurse." The doctor calls and she brings the little baby through the doors.

"Here she is, Doctor Watson. A beautiful and healthy little girl. I'm … very sorry for your loss." She smiles sadly, handing the baby over to John.

"Thank you, nurse. And, um, doctor, tell your staff … thank you … for trying to save my wife." John replies, staring at his little girl.

"I'm sorry we couldn't do more, Doctor Watson." The doctor replies, touching John's shoulder gently before walking off with the nurse.

John stares at his baby, her little hands clutching his finger and blue eyes sparkling.

"Hey, you. I'm your daddy. Listen, mummy … mummy has … gone. So it's just us. But mummy loves you. She would … would have been so happy. I love you too … my little angel." John tells the baby, tears streaming down his face and his voice breaking.

He stands up and heads for the exit, clutching the little girl like he's afraid he'll lose her.