I am really sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up and running, I had things come up in my personal life that made my story take a back seat, but now I'm back and ready to start typing it up again =D.

You guys know the drill: I don't own Sherlock Holmes, only Abby, Will, Patricia, and... well you get the idea.

On with the show!

The room was spinning and had suddenly become very hot. Abby took several deep breaths as she tried to calm herself down, but that attempt was failing. Pregnant? Her? How could this happen? Well, she obviously knew how it happened, Holmes's girlfriend at the time had explained all that to her when she was twelve. But now!

"No," she gasped, shaking her head slightly. Mary just continued to stare at her, as if her brown eyes could calm Abby down. They couldn't. Nothing could at this point in time.

"Abby," Mary said, taking Abby's hand in her own. "It will be alright."

"How do you know?" she asked, jumping off the bed and walking toward the window. "We've only been married for a little over two months. We haven't even talked about children yet!" she exclaimed, running her fingers through her long tangled locks. She bit her bottom lip and sighed, trying really hard not to cry. This was not happening, this was NOT happening!

"I'm sure William will be very happy that you are having a baby." Abby turned her head and stared at her, not entirely sure if she believed her.

"How did Watson react when you told him you were pregnant?" Abby asked. Mary had gotten pregnant four months after the two of them had gotten married, so she could relate to what she was going through. Mary chuckled slightly under her breath, then shook her head.

"Well he fainted when I first told him…" Abby raised an eyebrow, then laughed. She was happy that something had caused her to take her mind off of her dilemma, if only for a few moments.

"Goodnight Patricia," Abby said as she slowly closed the young girl's door. Her family had stayed for dinner after the whole fiasco, no one even uttering a question about what was said between Abby and Mary behind the locked bedroom door. She sighed and walked slowly toward her bedroom door. Pushing it slightly, she walked into the room and sat down at her vanity. Will was asleep already, his body hidden under the blankets that covered the couple's bed. Abby smirked at his reflection in the mirror and pulled two pins out of her hair. Chesnutt locks cascaded down onto her shoulders, falling over her dress. She stood up slowly, trying not to make too much noise, and walked over to the chest in the corner of the room. Slipping off her dress, she folded it slowly and set it in the dark wooden box. She then grabbed a night gown Mary had given her as a wedding gift and slipped it over her head. When she closed the lid of the chest, she turned around and saw her husband leaning on one elbow and staring at her.

"Can I help you?" she asked, a small smile pursed on her lips. Will chuckled before patting the spot on the bed next to him. Abby sighed as she walked over and eased herself onto the mattress. As soon as she was comfortable, Will cradled his arm around her and held her close.

"How was your day?" Abby asked, looking up into Will's piercing eyes. Will rolled his eyes and huffed.

"Same as always. You're father had me rearranging his desk today, let me tell you I saw things in there one never should have to see," he stated, causing Abby to chuckle.

"Don't I know it."

"So how was your day?" Will asked, pushing a piece of Abby's hair to the side. She rolled her eyes and smiled at him.

"You mean besides sitting in the house doing laundry and reading? Absolutely nothing," she huffed, blowing some of her hair out of her face. Will smirked slightly at the look on his wife's face.

"So it was a normal day?"

"Pretty much," Abby said, rolling her eyes. "I never thought there would be days that would make me say that I missed the craziness of my father, but I can say that today." Will chuckled, then planted a kiss on her lips.

"You can take my place tomorrow."

"Deal," she said before returning the kiss. Minutes passed before anyone spoke again, but Will broke the silence after a few moments.

"Are you still mad at me for telling your family you were sick?" Abby's eyes suddenly shot open. Until that moment, her conversation with Mary from earlier had slipped out of her mind. How was she going to tell Will they were expecting a baby? She pushed her husband away and shifted her feet onto the floor. Will leaned up and stared at the back of her head, his eyes full of confusion. "I take that as a yes." Abby didn't say a word, just took deep breaths through her mouth to try to slow her racing heart. "Sweetheart, are you ok?" Will asked, putting his hand on her shoulder, causing her to jump slightly.

"Fine," she said quickly. "I just need some air." She shot off of the bed and out the door of the bedroom before Will could say anything. Grabbing her coat off the hook, she wrapped it over her shoulders as she pushed on the door and into the cool night.

The air swirled around her body; it seemed to be tugging her toward the middle of town. Abby walked slowly, her mind moving faster than her feet. She passed homes and shops, vaguely realizing where she was going. After several minutes of walking, she stopped in the middle of a clear strip of road. She took a deep breath and ran a hand through her hair.

"What am I going to do?"

Suddenly, Abby heard a soft noise from around the corner of a nearby building. Turning slightly, she squinted in the light of an overhead street lamp to try and find the source of the noise. A figure appeared in the dim light, covered head to toe in black. The only thing not black was his skin, which Abby could see was white. It stood out like newly fallen snow on the roads in December.

"Hello?" Abby called to the figure, only to receive no answer. The figure just stood there, staring at her. Abby took a step toward the light, only to be bombarded with a face full of cold wind, sending her tumbling backwards. Suddenly, a crow landed on the lamp post above the figures head, sending out three high pitched CAWS. The figure moved his head and stared at the bird, raising its arm slightly so the bird could fly onto it. Petting the bird's head, the figure moved his gaze back to Abby, who had her eyes trained on the figure that she was sure was male.

"Who are you?" she asked slowly, trying to stand only to be attacked by wind again. The figure let out a low chuckle that Abby vaguely recognized.

"What ever happened to those emerald earring I gave you?" a voice asked, barely a whisper creeping across Abby's ear. Abby stared at the figure, confused at the comment she just heard.

"Earrings?" she asked, then gasped when she remembered the earrings in question. It couldn't be… She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head.

"Abby!" a voice cried in the back of her ear, causing her to open her eyes. She turned her head to see Will running toward her, his face coated in concern.

"Are you ok?" he asked when he reached her, leaning over to grab her hand. She turned her head over her shoulder to point the figure out to her husband, only to see the once again empty alleyway.

"Fine," she said, her eyebrows crunched. Did she really see that or was it all in her head?

"What were you thinking, running out without shoes?" Will asked as he helped Abby to her feet, which she just noticed were bare. She laughed, her face returning to its smooth, happy expression.

"I really didn't notice I wasn't wearing any," she explained to Will, who raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"What am I going to do with you?" he asked as the two of them started making their way back to their cozy home. Abby shook her head with her husband and smiled, then frowned and stopped in her tracks in the center of the street. Will walked a few paces more, then stopped once he noticed his wife was no longer next to him. Turning around, he stared at her, unsure what was going on.

"What is it?" he asked, taking a step toward Abby, who had her arms crossed over her chest. She couldn't put this off any longer, it would kill her too. She took a deep breath and let the words flow out of her mouth.

"Will, I'm pregnant." Abby stared at her husband, neither one of them moving, neither one of them speaking, neither one of them seemed to breath. They just stood in the middle of an empty street, staring at each other. After a few moments, Will broke the silence.

"Are you sure?" he asked, blinking a few times. Abby felt a hole open in her chest when he asked this, he was hoping she was kidding. He didn't want the baby. She felt tears prick the corners of her eyes as she nodded slowly, waiting for her husband to get that expression on his face he always got when he was angry or upset or worried. Instead of any of those three, he did the last thing Abby was expecting at that point, he broke into a wide grin.

"Honey, that's wonderful!" he exclaimed, lifting her up and spinning her around. "I'm gonna be a dad!"
"You mean you're not upset?" she asked, only to get a confused look out of Will. He set her down slowly and set his hands on her shoulders.

"Why would you think I would be upset about this?" he asked, staring into her eyes. She sighed and shook her head.

"I don't know, it's just that you've been so concerned about money. And I know a baby takes a lot of it, more than we probably have. And I just thought…"She was silenced by one of Will's fingers pressing against her lips. She looked up at him, her eyes glued on his.

"Abby, I love you, and I know you only told me two minutes ago, but I already love this baby. Yes, we are probably short on the amount of money we need, but I can get it. But there is no way on God's green earth I would ever not want you to have my child. Ever." Abby face broke into a huge grin as she jumped up and kissed her husband. They stayed like that for a few moments before Abby started to shiver, then they pulled apart and began to walk home. When they made it to their house, Will slipped off Abby's coat and carried her to their bed, where they spent the rest of the night safe and warm in each other's arms.

Review please! Happy Halloween!