Sorry it's short. I'm not very well at the moment.
Richard sighed and picked up a surgical knife. "It's such a terrible waste of beauty. If I'd been an Alpha myself perhaps it wouldn't have come to this. You'd have made a lovely pet. Don't worry though since we're friends I'll make this as painless as possible. Well mostly painless." He said turning his head to the side. He licked his white teeth and slowly moved closer towards Sherlock with the knife.
Sherlock paled and struggled trying to free himself from his binds but it was useless.
Richard brought the knife to Sherlock's neck and stopped.
His face contorted in pain and he dropped the knife onto the floor. "Shit." He swore steadying his heavily pregnant self. "You just had to choose now didn't you, you little bugger." He said rubbing his belly.
"This is fucking perfect timing. I sent the doctors out on another raid." Richard told the baby as he stared down at his stomach. "They won't be back for ages." He added knocking over the tray of implements crossly.
Sherlock stared at the frightened mother to be. "I can help." He said softly. "I've given birth before. On my own even. Let me out and I'll help." He promised.