Not even a week later, John went back to take his final exams in hopes of graduating early; everyone was talking about how John was knocked up by Mr. Holmes. Cul had been expelled from school for the attack. John was now back home waiting to hear if he passed. Sherlock entered the flat carrying a box of stuff.
"I got your stuff from your locker."
"So, I don't have to go back?"
"No, you passed… You have officially graduated." Sherlock said, putting the box down. John sat up and look through the box and found a photo of his father; he couldn't believe it had been a year since his father's death. The blonde put the photo back. He laid back and put his hand on his abdomen.
"I can't wait for this pregnancy to be over." John said. They didn't even bother to find out the gender and the baby room was ready to go. Lestrade came up the stairs.
"I thought it was your day off."
"It is. I wanted to check on you." Lestrade said. John groaned loudly.
"Did the baby kick?"
"Yeah, it is moving around." John complained. Lestrade sat next to John.
"Wow, you don't look nine months pregnant… I know how you managed to hide it." The DI remarked.
"Yeah, the kicking increased the last two days… I can't get any sleep."
"I brought this over for you." Lestrade said, handing him a small bag. John pulled a frame out of the bag; in it was a photo taken in Spain. John smiled, "It's the only photo I was able to get of you two with Sherlock actually smiling."
"Thanks." He looked at the photo of them; he remember when it was taken, it had been just before Irene had shown up at the villa.
Sherlock was in the den when he got a call from a DI in another district, it was murder committed in a closed room. He came out of the den and saw John watching the telly with Lestrade.
"Hello, Lestrade."
"Hi, Sherlock." Lestrade said back.
"Sherlock, what is up?" John asked, turning the telly off.
"I have a case but I will be away for a few days."
"Sherlock, he is due in less than a month." Lestrade said.
"The first one never arrives early or on time." Sherlock said.
"But, he could still deliver at any moment."
"Then he can stay with you and my brother."
"Of course." Lestrade said as John got up, or at least was trying to. Lestrade helped him off the couch. John made his way to the bedroom, "I am going to help him because I assume you're leave right away."
"Naturally." Sherlock said.
Lestrade went to the room with John, who barely had the energy to pack. Lestrade gestured for him to sit down; John looked at him, "Thanks."
"No problem." Lestrade said, pulling out his only suitcase. John told him what to grab and Lestrade saw a box of clothes in the closet and he pointed at.
"Oh, those are the clothes from before I was pregnant." John said, Lestrade nodded and smiled.