Chapter 10:

With a final movement, Sherlock finished his song on the violin, and heard applause coming from behind him. Turning around, he saw John, Mary, Mrs. Hudson and Lestrade all clapping.

He was shocked as he realized that he must have been playing for hours, since they were all wearing their best clothes and they had their coats on, ready to go out.

"Sorry about that." Sherlock said, placing his violin back. John shook his head, before saying, "We better get going if we don't want to be late."

Sherlock frowned, before repeating, "Late?"

Everyone stared at him in surprise, and Lestrade leaned over to John and said, "I thought you said that he knew, and that he was coming."

John nodded, replying to Sherlock, "Our anniversary. Mary and I are having a party to celebrate."

"Oh, of course." Sherlock exclaimed, heading towards his door where he put on his coat and scarf, "Sam will be there?" John nodded, and a secret relief went through Sherlock's body, while everyone else glanced at him in surprise.

But nobody said anything as they all made their way to John and Mary's house, where the party was being held in the backyard.

Once there, Sherlock waited impatiently for Sam to show up while other people came into the giant tent that John had set up, with lights dangling from the top.

Molly Hopper, after saying hello to John and Mary, spotted Sherlock and started towards him. He didn't notice her at first, his eyes still glued to the entrance, until she asked, "You waiting for someone?"

Sherlock glanced at her, before returning his gaze back, while replying, "Yes."

Molly looked up at him, before taking a sip from her glass, watching the entrance also.

"Is it your girlfriend?" She asked, making Sherlock frown and turn to look at her, before saying, "You think I have a girlfriend, because I'm watching the entrance."

Before she could answer, however, Sherlock spotted Sam, who was holding Eddie, April, and a man that he didn't recognise but saw that he was holding hands with April.

He frowned while muttering to himself as he saw April's protruding belly, "Why didn't she tell me?"

"Sorry?" Molly asked, but Sherlock didn't pay any attention as he made his way through the crowd. Sam was standing by the spread that stood next to the entrance, while April held Eddie and went to introduce herself to John.

Sherlock grabbed Sam's arm and pulled her outside of the tent, where he stopped when he was out of site.

"Sherlock!" Sam cried, placing her hand to heart, saying, "You scared me." Sherlock glared at her, before hissing, "Why didn't you tell me that April was pregnant?!"

He stared at Sam as she scoffed, and answered, "Because she wanted to tell you herself." Sherlock shook his head slightly, frowning while saying, "Why? Who is the father? If it's that man next to her, he regrets it. I saw!"

Sam scoffed again, crying, "He might regret it now, but he knows that everything's going to be alright! He loves April, and as long as my daughter is happy, I don't care who she's with."

She stared at Sherlock, as if daring him to argue. He swallowed, before letting go of her arm that he was holding so tightly in his anger. Sam took a deep breath, before saying, "April told George about what happened... when I found out..."

"Don't." Sherlock told her firmly, shaking his head slightly, before placing his hands on her shoulders and looking into her eyes, saying, "Don't do that to yourself, Sam. It's not worth remembering."

Tears started in her eyes, and Sam's voice came out in a chocked up way, "How can I forget what I almost did to myself? I tried to end three lives, by drowning myself. How can I forget that, Sherlock, when every time it rains, I freeze?"

Sherlock sighed deeply, still not looking away from her brown eyes. Finally, he opened his mouth and whispered to her in a comforting voice, "I'm sorry that I didn't tell you before, and kept a closer eye on you that day. If I had... then many things would be different. It was my fault and mine alone. I was the one that convinced you to get married in secret, not to tell anyone but your parents. I should have seen what an infect that made on you."

Sam shook her head, placing a hand on his cheek, before replying in the same voice, "You were right. We had no choice." Sherlock stared into her eyes in a loving way, before giving her a smile, which caused her knees to go weak.

"Mum?" April's voice came from near the entrance of the tent, and they broke apart, Sam still standing where she was, while Sherlock backed away to a safe distance.

April popped her head out of the tent and looked around. When she saw them, she placed her hand to her mouth, before giving a small squeal of delight. Sherlock frowned over at Sam, who was giving small little giggles.

When he looked back over to April, he saw that she was running towards him and once she was close, she hugged him, crying, "I knew you two would get back together!"

Sherlock stared at Sam in shock, while she broke down into a full fit of laughter. April broke away, and looked into his face, saying quietly, "You two are soul mates. I can't believe you two broke up!"

"April-" Sherlock was cut off by April's joyful singing as she went to stand next to her mother, "Everything really is coming together, isn't it?! Except Sean-"

"April!" Sherlock cried, making the two women jump. Sherlock frowned, before asking, "What's wrong with Sean?"

Sam glanced at her daughter, before looking back over at Sherlock. She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Sean came out from nowhere and said, "They think I'm becoming too much like my father."

Sherlock turned around, saw him and smiled, before turning back to Sam and saying, "What's wrong with that? His father is an excellent man!"

The two women stared at Sherlock in shock as he greeted Sean like an old friend, before walking inside the tent with him. What they didn't know, was that John and Lestrade were listening from the other side.