As soon as Sherlock and I stepped into the cab to go to Scotland Yard, I heard my mobile ring. I picked up and was thrilled to see who it was.

"Harry! It's so good to hear from you!"
"John! I'm so glad you picked up! Listen, Clara and I are going to be in town for a while. Is it okay if we stop by? We have a surprise for you!"
"Always! When will you two be in?"
"That's just it. We are coming in about two weeks. Clara got a call from her employer, saying that she was needed here for her experience in engineering. Her company needs her to help out with some new recruits."
"That's fine! Consider yourself welcome at Baker Street any time! Will is going to be so happy to know you two are coming!"
"Thank you so much, John! I will let you know when we have more information on our arrival date."
"Alright, Harry. Safe travels."
"You too, John. Tell everyone hello for me!"

I hung up the phone and sighed. I had missed her so much since her last visit two years ago. She had managed to walk in on Clara's boyfriend attempting to lock her in the bathroom. Harry had gotten a frying pan from the kitchen and beat him over the head with it. She then pried the door open and called the cops, making sure Clara didn't have any injuries other than the cuts on her face and hands. They had son forgiven each other, and got back together. She had visited with Clara two years ago to visit William again, and it was good to see that her night terrors had stopped completely, and that the two ladies were together and happy again!

"Harry?" Sherlock asked," Yeah." I replied, a smile plastered onto my face. Sherlock wrapped his arm around me and leaned against me, pressing a kiss to my cheek. I turned to him and pecked him on the lips. Tenderly, but enough for the moment. "Um, Sherlock?" I said," Yes?" Sherlock replied, a bit of worry on his face," Can I talk to you about something important, later?" I asked, feeling a blush fill my cheeks. He kissed the side of my face," Of course." he said softly. I leaned against him until we reached Scotland Yard, allowing him to function without distraction.

"It was obviously the man with the long grey beard!" Sherlock exclaimed from his position on the couch, his hands on his temples. I was sitting and typing away on my laptop, recording the events of the case on my blog. Sherlock jumped up and called Lestrade, proudly telling him his new-found discovery, once again telling him that he wasn't bright enough to see it. Sherlock had only been on the case for five hours, and did one test with a microscope to figure out the case.

Sherlock then bounded over to me and kissed me on the cheek, wrapping his arms around my neck," Now," he said, practically picking me up out of my chair, " What is it that you wanted to talk to me about in the cab?" he said, obviously bubbling with energy. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that it was Sherlock. I could have this kind of conversation with him.
I sat back and got a full, straight view of his face. "Sherlock," I said," I want to talk to you about kids." He looked at me, confused," Is there something wrong with Will? Is he okay?" he said," No! He is fine! Healthy, ten toes and fingers!" I said. I couldn't help but chuckle at his misunderstanding, and the realization that I would have to come out to him straight.
"Sherlock, I would like to try to have another baby." I said, feeling my face redden. Then the realization hit Sherlock. He would get the chance to do this, have a child of his very own. Something that Catlin had taken from him. " Only if you want to." he said. I sighed and chuckled," Sherlock, I wouldn't be asking if I didn't want to." he came closer to me," I will always love William the same, you must know that." he said. "I know." I whispered," But I want the opportunity to... Properly experience pregnancy, and welcome our son or daughter into the world without the threat of Jim Moriarty lurking around the corner. I want to have another child, because I feel it would be good for William as well." I said, leaning into Sherlock's touch.
I felt him nod against me," Alright then," he said," But I think we should wait to tell people until we know for sure that our little one is in here." he said, rubbing lightly over the spot on my belly where the swell of the baby would be. I smiled at the dull memory of Will kicking around inside of me, hearing his heartbeat for the first time, and feeling him roll whenever I drank Orange Juice, the acidity making him jumpy.

"Wait, John." Sherlock said," Would you be ready for... um... sex. again? After what happened?" he said. I tensed up. It was Sherlock, not Jim. Jim was locked away in a loony bin somewhere, far away from us. I nodded slowly," It's you, Sherlock. Not Moriarty." I said, pressing a long kiss to Sherlock's lips," I believe I am ready." Sherlock smiled," Another addition to our wonderful family." He said, sighing happily.

I looked over at the clock. "We should probably get to Will's day school if we want to be on time." I said, hooking my arm around around Sherlock's waist and walking with him down the stairs and into a cab, holding hands all of the way.

As soon as we arrived, the school bell rung, and the children were released. William ran over to us, hugging us both at the same time. Sherlock and I each put a hand on his back, leading him back to the cab. "Hey there kid." Sherlock said," How was school?" I asked, getting into the cab and giving the cabbie directions," It was horrible." he said, looking down at the pavement. I frowned, reading his body posture and facial expressions. Eyes averted, hands tight, head down, shoulders slumped, eyes dull. I looked up at Sherlock, and he was already looking at me, panic in his eyes. I quickly ushered my family into the cab and instructed the cabbie back to Baker Street.
I then turned to look at Sherlock, his hand gripping Will's shoulders, and William leaning into Sherlock. I sensed some silent communication, so I decided to wait until we got back to the flat to ask Sherlock any questions.

When we got back, I ushered Will into the kitchen, sitting him down at the table and putting a copy of 'The Hobbit' in front of him. It was one of his favorites, especially the dragon Smaug. After getting him situated, I went back to Sherlock, who was sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. I sat close to him, so that our legs were touching, my hands moving to his. I took his cold hands in mine and kissed them, seeing the sad look on Sherlock's face. "Hey," I whispered," Would you please tell me what is going on?" I said, trying to desperately keep my voice from shaking. I was seemingly clm on the outside, but on the inside I was raging. Something was wrong, and I intended to know what. Sherlock looked at me and shifted his position so that he was facing me, his hands still enclosed in mine.
"I had that look on my own face many times as a child," Sherlock said,' It was the look I had when the day was especially hard for me socially. It was either my classmates or the professor, but something happened to Will today, John." he said, his eyes wide with anger. I could've smiled at that moment. Sherlock was so protective and loving of WIlliam, and took him as his own son no matter what, even though he was beginning to look a little more like Moriarty as the years passed. He helped me understand my brilliant son and his struggles, as he had gone through those exact ones himself, making it that much more personal for him.

I turned to him," What do you say we go have a chat with his instructor next week?" I said, shifting my position on the couch," We will go in. All of us." I said, allowing myself to smile. He nodded, his expression a bit more relaxed now than it was. He all of a sudden looked at me with a gentle look on his face," But first, I think William should spend some time with Grandma Hudson." he said, pressing a kiss to my cheek. I blushed furiously, knowing what Sherlock was implying. I guess this weekend is going to be the weekend of the next Watson-Holmes in the family.

Author's Notes:

Yay! I've been looking forward for this story for a while now, and it is already taking a turn for the better! I appreciate everyone who has been commenting, and keeping up to date with the new story!
Please note that there will be a sex scene between John and Sherlock in the next chapter. Just to warn any of you that don't like that kind of thing, but to excite those of you who do! I am very nervous about writing this next chapter, because it will be my first sex scene in a story, and I really don't want my parents to find this on my computer! That would be a long explanation! Heh heh...

Anyways, I hope everyone is having a great day, and I will be looking for all of you beautiful people in the comments!
-PerfectMoments