13 Weeks

Just as the symptoms of my pregnancy began to lessen, it was time for Harry and Clara to leave us. The stayed an extra two weeks with Will to let Sherlock and I get some time alone together before they left. Harry had practically shoved us out of the door when we would go out for dinner or to the cinema, excited to get time with her nephew.
Sherlock and I had gone on quite a few outings in those two weeks, some as simple as walking around the park. It was fantastic, but we wanted to get back to Will, as well as Harry and Clara needing their honeymoon time. We helped them carry their bags from upstairs to the cab, Sherlock forcing me to take the lightest one. I went first since mine was the easiest to carry, the others following.

"That time again, huh?" I said to Harry as she shoved one of their suitcases in the back of the cab. She turned to me and wrapped me in a bear hug. I hugged her back, feeling the warmth of the blue wool jumper she always wore seeping into me and giving me comfort. She pulled back and reached into the large bag she was carrying," I almost forgot!" she exclaimed, pulling an aged jumper out of her bag. She held it out in front of me," What do you think?" she said, handing it to me. I looked at it," It's a little large in the belly, don't you think?" I said, seeing the stretched fabric around the middle area," I would know." she said, tears coming into her eyes," It was mom's. She wore it when she was pregnant with you." I clutched the fabric, holding it close to my chest. I buried my nose in it, trying to see if it smelled like the perfume Harry always told me she wore.
It did.

" Thank you, Harry." I said, astonished. "Where did you find it?" "Well, Dad died last year, so I went through his stuff and found mom's hospital suitcase, still packed, in the back of dad's closet. I went through it and found it in a bag. It still smelled like her and everything. I wanted you to have it for this little one." she said, pressing a hand gently to the slight bulge in my belly. I laughed half-heartedly. I was so happy to be holding something of hers in my arms. A piece of someone that was stolen from me by death. I looked up at Harry," Did you know... that after you told me about the perfume mom wore when I was 10, I bought some and hid it under my pillow?" I said, burying my nose in the jumper. She shook her head," No... I didn't."
We both embraced each other, sharing a sibling moment words would only ruin. Harry had always been there for me, even when I was complaining about all of the little things. She was the one who raised me strong, not dad. Not dad.

We broke apart, and Clara and Sherlock came over from their conversation and said goodbye. "Have a safe trip, sis." I said to Clara, giving her a peck on the cheek. " Take care, big brother." she said, giving me a peck.
We watched the cab drive off, and I slipped the jumper over my head and enclosed myself in the instant warmth that followed. Sherlock wrapped his arm around my waist," I hope that tearful conversation you had with Harry was a good one?" he asked, kissing me fondly," Definitely." I replied, leading the both of us up to the flat.

We found Will on the couch, curled into a blanket cocoon watching a children's program. I walked over to him," Hey," I whispered, brushing some of the hair out of his face and wiping the fresh tears from his eyes. He had gotten horribly upset when Harry told him they were leaving, and told them goodbye in the flat, not wanting to cry in front of his aunts at the cab. He sniffled and plopped himself into my lap. I cuddled him into my arms and hummed him to sleep, his sniffles dying down to faint snoring.
Sherlock came into the room with tea and a few biscuits. Sherlock sat on the other side of the couch next to William's feet and switched the channel. He took my hand and smiled at me, his eyes sad.

We all knew that they were going to have to leave at some point... But when the time did come, it wasn't sweet. I clutched Sherlock's hand and half payed attention to the program on telly... My mind was too full, but I knew we were happy, and that we were safe...

Right?


Author's Notes:

That was sweet! I'm really happy with how this chapter turned out. I love Harry and Clara, but this baby needs to come with just Sherlock and John this time.

densidoodle- Those names are FANTASTIC! They are definitely going to be an option for Baby Holmes #2!
dragonrose21- (Got your user right this time!) Thank you for being so faithful to the story and the comments section! Your words keep me going, you beautiful person!
MIZUGANE- If you don't know what happened with the rape, I invite you to go back and read my first story, It will explain a lot, and answer your question!
GUEST- Thank you for the review on chapter 5! Better late than never, right?

Stay positive everyone! You are beautiful!

-PerfectMoments