One month had passed since the argument between John and Sherlock. John's first novel, The Study In Pink had been a big hit. It was a big selling point for John. If it wasn't for the fact that he was pregnant, he would have gone to the book signing that his publisher told him about but Mycroft had threatened the publisher as it was almost time for John's due date.
There was a big demand for John to continue the series, so John decided to continue the next case which was the one that was titled in his blog: Diamonds Are Forever. Nobody knows about that case except they had founded a body nearby. John had decided to go into depth with that one.
It was the 12th of February when it happened. Thank goodness Mycroft was home that day as John had no idea what to do if his lover wasn't there. He had screamed at Mycroft that his water had broke and the world was into frantic mode.
Mycroft had called Anthea and his driver immediately as soon as John had screamed at him. John was waiting impatiently by the door as Mycroft was grabbing what they might need to go to the hospital.
"Mycroft, when Anthea gets here, tell her to pack the stuff while the driver brings us to the hospital," John calls out.
The front door opens as John didn't heard a reply from Mycroft. "Go John, where's Mycroft?" Anthea asked.
"Who knows where," John said shrugging as he walks wobbly past her to get to the car.
When he was out the door, he heard a yell from Anthea: "Mycroft Holmes, get your arse back here and bring your husband to the hospital! I'll pack the stuff and you go comfort your lover!"
(At the hospital...)
"Where is he?" Sherlock asked as soon as he enters the waiting room and saw Mycroft pacing around, with Anthea right near him typing away on her cell phone.
"He is still in surgery," Anthea replies as Mycroft hadn't been in the talkative mood.
The group was in a private hospital and Mycroft had paid to get John the best private room that he can get so that the public wouldn't know that John had female parts due to some drug.
"Love, why don't we sit down? Mycroft isn't in a talkative mood right now," Greg suggested.
"How long has he been in there?" Sherlock asked impatiently as he shrugs Greg off of him.
"His only been there for an hour. Labor usually take long," Anthea replies.
"How long?" Sherlock snapped.
"Usually like a day for women but with his condition since his part woman, we aren't sure," Anthea said.
"Love, please..." Greg said again.
Sherlock looks at him before looking back Anthea whom didn't had her eyes off from her phone. Sherlock turns to look at his brother as he saw that he was in deep thought. "Where is Molly and Mrs. Hudson? Or Harriet? I am sure that they want to be here," Sherlock said as he sat down next to Greg.
"They're coming, they're just stuck in traffic right now on the freeway," Anthea said grimacing.
Sherlock stretches as he looks over at his lover and saw that he had taken out a book. "You're just barely reading John's book?" He asked surprised.
Greg huffed, "I've been busy with paperwork and cases and you, Sherlock," he said.
"You know what happens, Greg! You were there," Sherlock pointed out.
"Yes, but I wasn't there when John first met Marty," Greg said smirking as Marty was Mycroft.
Sherlock sighed as he took out his phone and began to surf on the internet.
(10 hours later...)
Mycroft was in the private room that John had just given birth to his daughter. He was holding his daughter for the very first time and John was trying not to fall asleep whom was sweaty and out off breath.
"I'm sorry to disturb you gentleman, but I need the name of your daughter," the nurse said smiling softly.
Mycroft looks over at John who was smiling at him, "Rosalie Watson-Holmes," he said as he kisses his daughter on the forehead.
"Excuse me," another nurse said interrupting the three, "there is a young man out here demanding to see his new future niece," she said sympathetically.
"Are you up for visitors love?" Mycroft asked slowly.
"Yes, just for a minutes then I need sleep," John said tiredly.
"Of course love," Mycroft replies as he kisses him and nodded at the nurse who nodded back and left.
(Five minutes later...)
"She definitely has John's features," Sherlock said looking down at his niece.
"Yes but she has Mycroft's eyes and hair," John replies with a pleased look.
"But she would be more you though," Sherlock said.
"Oi, let us have a turn Sherlock," Greg said.
Sherlock humphed as he gave his niece to his lover, "When are you able to go home?" He asked.
John looks at the nurse, "Within five days time," the nurse replies.
Sherlock swore quietly so that the baby couldn't hear but the others whom were beside him, heard him. "I'll be lost without my blogger," he said as he looks fondly at John who smiles back weakly.
"John, if you need someone to baby-sit, I'll be offering," Molly said as she was holding the baby.
"So will I," Harry said slowly, "I would like to get to know my niece, little brother," he said.
"We'll have a family only get together soon," John promises as his eyes were dropping.
"I think it's time for the new father to have some rest," the nurse said suddenly.
Harriet pouted as she gave the nurse the baby back and the nurse put her in the crib that was next to John.
"Anthea will arrange everything for all of you to go home," Mycroft said as he nodded towards his assistant.
Anthea nodded, "It is getting late and I am sure some of you has work tomorrow," she said as she looks pointedly at Greg.
"Yes, of course," Greg said nodding and he glares at Sherlock who was about to protest but decided against it as he bids farewell to the new parents.
As soon as everyone left, the nurse turns to Mycroft. "I can bring a cot here for you to sleep," she suggested.
"That would be fine, thank you," Mycroft said and the nurse nodded back to him before leaving to get the cot.
"I love you Mycroft," John said suddenly making Mycroft turn towards him.
"I as well, now go back to sleep, John," Mycroft said smoothly and John obeys.