Chap 36

"Yes but that also means that you don't get cases for the next three weeks at least, boring for you too, I can't even have second hand fun from you"

Sherlock sighed and let his head fall on the mastress "yes i knooooooow" he whined "may I have a bit of tummy time right now ?"

"Be my guest" John said, stripping off his shirt and pushing the blanket down a bit

Sherlock smiled and made his way between john's legs to reach his stomach. "Hey there babies, you probably have been scared when you suddenly fell. John and I were scared too ! But now daddy will take a good care of everybody" he said as he pressed a kiss on his tummy

John smiled down at him, one hand playing with his dark curls, "you know they probably didn't notice anything more then a slight knock"

"It probably wasn't pleasant anyway" sherlock pouted "I was just trying to comfort them"

"I know and it's sweet, I was just saying" John giggled and pulled Sherlock closer to him, "you can go back to my tummy in a minute, for now just kiss me"

Sherlock allowed himself to be pulled, being careful not to push on his stomach and kissed his husband tenderly

"I adore you" John whispered when the kiss was over, moving him back down

"And I love you even more" Sherlock purred, stroking his tummy with his palms

John relaxed back into the bed, in his happy place.

A month later it wasn't the same story, "for fucks sake Sherlock I want to go outside!" He argued angrily

Sherlock sighed "you can't go outside and you know it John ! I can open the window if you want fresh air but that's the only thing you'll get"

"Ooh fresh air" John said sarcastically, "because that's the reason I want to go outside, I'm going mad in here, I'm so fucking sick of being in here" he growled, getting up and heading for the stairs

"John don't !" He grabbed his arm and prevented him for going out "you have to stay here until the end of the pregnancy ! I'm not happy either not being able to work but you just can't go !"

"Ah but that's not true is it, you've been taking cases for the last week and doing them by email and Skype haven't you?" He hissed, "I'm sick, tired and pissed off, let me go before I punch you"

"You won't punch me and you'll calm down !" Sherlock groaned, grabbing both his wrists and trying to push him back in his room "I'll bring you anything you want but just go in bed !"

"I want outside!" John said,trying to wrestle his hands away, "I want away from this fucking flat"

Sherlock sighed "alright, we'll have just a little walk but then you'll come back to bed ! Right ?" Sherlock offered

"No! I don't need a chaperone, I'll go out by myself and come back when I'm ready" he pushed past him

"Just say it if I'm bothering you !" Sherlock groaned "and what if you fell or hurt yourself and there's no one to help you ?" He said as he followed him

"You are, you're annoying me, I have a phone, I can call" he managed to get out the door and slam it behind him into Sherlocks face

Sherlock frowned "fine !" He shouted at the door, grumpily kicking a sofa cushion

John went as far as the bench at the of the street before tiring out and sitting down.

I'm bored, come here - JW

I'm at the end of the street - JW

Thought I was annoying ? SH

I don't want to annoy you SH

Sherlock would gladly come out and see him but what john said was still in his mind

You always have been, that never stopped me loving you - JW

Just come here - JW

John relaxed back into the seat and closed his eyes

Sherlock smiled down at his phone and headed downstairs, he walked down the street and spotted john on the bench, he sat next to him. "Hey"

John hummed and patted the seat next to him, "you know I've been on only partial bed rest for a week now"

"I know" sherlock nodded and looked at his feet

"Yet you've been forcibly keeping me in bed, I'm not entirely convinced you didn't drug me at one point, why?"

"I'm just doing what the doctor said ! 'Staying in bed until the end of the pregnancy'" sherlock stated "I didn't drug you, i may have given you some sleeping pills once but that's all. I just want you to be safe"

"That is drugging Sherlock" John scolded, "and he said partial, which means that sometimes I can come out and actually be part of the real world"

"I'm just trying to be a good husband, and a good father.." sherlock mumbled "I thought I was in the right way.."

"I know sweetheart" John said, reaching up and combing his hand through Sherlocks curls, "but you're being a bit over the top about it"

Sherlock put his head on john's shoulder "I'm sorry.." he sighed

Cuddling Sherlock to him, John mumbled a quick, "it's ok." They stayed in that position for a while until John got tired and they started to head home

Sherlock made sure that john was sat on the sofa "if you're tired, do you want to take a warm bath to rest a bit ?"

"Oh yes please" John smiled lovingly, propping his legs up

"Fine" sherlock said with a smile and helped him up

"Oh, I thought you were going to run it for me" John said as he got up, "are you planning to bathe with me?"

Of course I will wait a minute" sherlock chuckled "I'm not sure I'll fit with you, I'm afraid I might hurt you"

"Of course, I'm too fat now" John mumbled sadly, "okay I'll wait"

"No you're not ! You're pregnant that's nothing like being fat, love" sherlock reassured and gave him a kiss

"Shush and go run me a bath" John smiled weakly and shoved him towards the door playfully

sherlock rolled his eyes "sir yes sir !" he smiled and went to the bathroom, turning on the water

John disrobed and sat back down, legs spread to accommodate his stomach and back arched slightly for reach, massaging his lower back to ease the growing pain.

A few moments later Sherlock called out from the bathroom "The bath is ready john !"

John hefted himself up, stomach first, and wandered to the bathroom. He lowering himself in, hips rubbing along the edge of the tub, "we need a bigger bath"

"indeed, we'll look for another" sherlock said and smiled "do you want me to help you wash or do you prefer doing it alone ?"

"No, I want you to" John said, reaching out to his lover, "I wish we could share the bath" he sighed

"yes me too but that's not actually possible, but we will at the end of your pregnancy" he smiled and began to wash his back tenderly

John relaxed into Sherlocks hands, happy and content from the gentle caresses.

The months went by slowly but happily for the pair, John getting larger and larger and in his final month he was no longer able or had the desire of getting out of bed, "Sherlock! What time is the doctor coming tomorrow?"

"he's coming at 10" sherlock shouted from the kitchen

"I want them out already! Why can't we have had the c-section today?" He called back, "sheeeeerlock it huuuuurts"

Sherlock rushed in the room "do you want me to call the hospital now ?"

"No, it's just the babies crushing my internal organs, nothing I can't handle" John almost sobbed, "cuddle me?"

"my poor darling" sherlock sat at the edge of the bed and hugged him as he could

John nuzzled him sadly as he tried to get comfortable, no longer a possibility for him, "maybe you should see if it can we can move the c-section to today?"

"I don't know if it's possible but we can still asked" sherlock repliead sweetly, kissing his face tenderly

"Anything, even if it's just sooner tomorrow, men aren't built to sustain babies, I'm surprised I've managed this long"

"that's quite right" sherlock said "we'll ask the doctor when he'll be here ?"

"Yes" John shoved him weakly, "go call him now before I pass out, see if he can come sooner or now"

"yes right now !" sherlock rushed to his phone to call the doctor "hello doctor ? could you please come earlier ? it's a bit urgent yes"

"I can't leave the hospital I'm afraid, do you think you could transport him here, I can see him now if you can" the doctor grumbled

Sherlock turned to john "Do you think you're able to go to the hospital ? the doctor can't leave the hospital earlier"

"If you are able to help support me, I can possibly do it, but it's not going to be fun"

"yes of course I am ! I won't let you go alone" he said with a smile and caressed his stomach one last time

They went about the task of hoisting John off the bed, getting him dressed, and making the dangerous trek down the stairs, "you go first, if I fall I'll land on you"

Sherlock went first in the stairs, preventing john from falling towards, they went slowly, step by step until the last one

John managed to get down them though he was panting by the end, they exited and hailed a cab. The cabbie made a rude comment about John walking to lose some weight but took them where they needed to go when he started crying

"Could you shut up and do your job ?" Sherlock angrily replied at the cabbie, trying to comfort John "don't cry love, it'll be okay I'm here !" He squeezed his hands "could you drive fuckin faster ?!"

"Look mate I'm going as fast as I can" the cabbie said, deliberately driving 10k under the speed limit, and taking a long way to the hospital, "what wrong, bit weepy there, are you pregnant or something?" He bullied

"Of course he is ! Why do you think we need to get quickly to the hospital ?!" Sherlock groaned "now you better hurry or I swear I'll kill you !"

"Alright make, calm yourself" the cabbie said, cutting back onto the correct road, "you know mate I'm not completely stupid, I know men can't get pregnant"

"Indeed you are ! I would gladly continue this conversation but we're a bit in a hurry right now !" Sherlock groaned, finally they arrived at the hospital, he helped john out and gave money to the cabbie "if you want to be less stupid, google 'male pregnancy' maybe you'll learn something" he said coldly before rushing to the hospital

John waddled slowly after Sherlock, breathing deeply and painfully, "if you could sign us in at the front desk, that'd be great" he called after him

"I'll do !" Sherlock jogged to the front desk "please.. need.. sign up... husband... c-section.." he panted

"Do you have an appointment?" The woman drawled, not looking up

"No.. it was.. supposed to be tomorrow morning but we have to.. make it now ! The doctor Johnson said we could come now !" Sherlock said, slowly recovering his breath

John finally arrived, walking up behind Sherlock slowly, "well I'll buzz him and see" she commented, buzzing the intercom, "Dr. Johnson, there are some people here for a cesarean section scheduled for tomorrow, what do you want to do?"

"Is it John and Sherlock Holmes-Watson ? If yes send them immediately to my office !" The doctor replied

She looked up and they nodded, being directed to his office, "well boys, John will have to be taken on a bed to the surgery, Sherlock, unless there is someone else John wants you can stay with him as long as you keep out of the way"

"Yes thanks you" John was put into a bed, sherlock remained by his side, holding his hand "I'm here for you John"

Before entering John was put in a hospital gown, becoming progressively more stressed, "Sherlock if I die, take care of the kids"

"You won't die ! But of course I'll take care of them darling" he kissed his forehead "I'll make sure you're safe"

John grumbled unhappily, firmly rejecting an epidural to the spine, instead taking a gas tube to help, knowing it wasn't as effective but his hate of needles holding strong. The procedure was explained to them, John finally agreeing to a needle and it begun.

Sherlock waited patiently during the explanation, warning every doctor that if they hurt his john they will die very painfully "be brave my love"

The epidural needle was a lot more painful then he expected, but thankfully made the rest of the process completely nub for him and he was also slightly out of it from the drugs, but suddenly he heard crying and he smiled, one set of beautiful cries filled the room, closely followed be... Only one set could be heard, no second was coming, where was the second? "Don't worry, she's just a little surprised to be out, we just need to give her a hand and she'll be fine" a nurse comforted

Sherlock had turned completely white during the all the process, his gaze was concentrated on john until he heard the baby cries "that's it ? Th-the babies are out ?" Sherlock stuttered, standing up to see a nurse gently clapping an hand on the newborn baby, making her cry. he stepped toward shyly "th-this is.. our babies ?"