February 28th, 2012 – 10 weeks – Sherlock's POV
I'm not going to bothering trying to understand what she's going through, so I'll just do my best to help her through it. She might not want to say it, but I can see what's going on. I can tell what she's thinking. She said she would call the adoption agency, but she hasn't yet. She is debating that possibility in her head; she is unsure whether or not she should keep it. I can tell she is stressed out and I don't blame her.
Today is the day of her first doctor's appointment. She called ahead of time to make sure I was allowed in the room and they said it was fine. If she does decide to keep it, I wonder if she will look upon that child like a mother or only see the face of Moriarty. I'm sitting on the sofa right now waiting for Jane to get out of the bathroom, and then we're going to leave. I can't help how I feel about her; I only hope I'm not pushing her away. She comes out of the bathroom with her newly purchased maternity clothes and looks at me.
"I'm ready when you are." I smile and get up off the sofa.
"Good, let's go then. We don't want to be late." We get a cab to the hospital and are directed to where we need to go.
The waiting area is filled with women with their husbands who are smiling, laughing, and planning their future. I look over to Jane next to me and find that she is also looking around at some of the mothers in here. Her expression never changes; she is doing a good job of hiding her emotions.
"Jane Watson." We both look toward the person who called her name. The nurse smiles and directs us to a room. Jane thanks her and lies down on the elevated cot.
The nurse leaves the room, saying she'll be right back. Jane closes her eyes for a moment and stares at the ceiling. I pull my chair closer to her.
"Are you nervous?" She turns her head to look at me.
"Not really. I know it's in there, so there's nothing I'll be surprised about."
The nurse comes back in and asks Jane to raise her shirt over her abdomen. The nurse is talking about what she is going to do and how we'll see the child on the screen, but I am barely paying attention. I don't know anything about medicine. The nurse starts to perform the ultrasound and the image appears on the screen. We both silently look at towards it. We still don't know whether or not we're happy about this.
"Okay, Dr. Watson. The baby is doing great; so far it looks like you're going to have a healthy child. Do you have any questions?" She simply shook her head. The nurse could tell she was uncomfortable, so she was as nice as she could be. "Good luck to both of you."
After she exits the room, we grab our stuff and leave the hospital. We are about to call for a cab when my phone rings. I look at it to see who is calling and I see that it's Lestrade.
"Hello?"
"Sherlock, come to Scotland Yard. I think there's something you should see."
"I'll be right there." I hang up and call a cab. Once we're inside the car, Jane speaks up.
"Did Lestrade say why he wanted us over there?"
"All he said was that we needed to see something. Do you want to wait outside once we get there?"
"No, they were going to find out sooner or later. It might as well be now."
I thought I'd do a short chapter in Sherlock's POV so I can establish how he is responding to this. The next chapter will be back to Jane.