Brennan's POV
I was furious at him. He was trying to undermine me. All I could think about was how I was going to continue hiding this from him. I looked down. "What's wrong," he said as i lingered in this position for a while. "Nothing," I replied. He wasn't buying it.
"I can tell something off," he continued , "Your hair and make up are slightly messy. Meaning your either exhausted or something's distracting you, and it must be important seeing as nothing usually distracts you. Your symptoms and bloated stomach make me suggest your pregnant. Lastly im the only one who has been intimate with you so im the father."
My eyes widened. He already knew what was going on. 'Would he help me with this child?' I asked myself. I held my breath as he started to talk again. "I fear I can't leave you while your in this state," he said.
I sighed in relief. He wasn't going to force me to do this alone. The doorbell rang and I answered it. There was a man well dressed in a suit standing there. He spoke first. "Is Sherlock Holmes here," he said. "Yes, I'll go get him," I replied and called out his name. Sherlock walked up and looked mildly pleased. "What are you doing here?" He asked.
"You are allowed to return to London," he replied. This put a bigger smile on his face after the man left. He proceeded to grab me and spin me around. "Yes! After I return home there will be cases galore!" He exclaimed. I looked down.
