A/N: Hello again everyone! I know it has been a long time since I updated, but life just got very busy, so please forgive me. Please read, enjoy and leave a review! :)


A tentative knock on the door sounded Sherlock's arrival. "Come on in," called the doctor, after which Sherlock stepped into the room, looking slightly concerned that his wife was waiting on the other side of the door to attack him.

What actually greeted him was a sweaty, red-faced Molly, who had never looked more beautiful to Sherlock than at that moment. Managing to smile at him, Molly gestured for him to take her hand, everything forgiven, as she prepared to deliver their baby.

"Push now," said the nurse calmly, as Sherlock took his place next to Molly, looking petrified but proud, squeezing her hand almost as tightly as she was gripping his. After an intense few minutes, the doctor beamed at the couple, announcing that he could see the head and that Baby Holmes would be here any second now.

"This is it," Sherlock whispered to Molly, brushing a kiss on her forehead as she gave a final push, and Baby Hooper-Holmes was born.

There was a tense moment of silence, then a loud cry filled the room, as the cord was cut and Baby Hooper-Holmes was cleaned and wrapped in a blanket, then placed in Molly's arms. "Congratulations to you both, you are now the proud parents of a beautiful baby boy!" the nurse exclaimed, stepping out of the room with the doctor to allow the couple a moment of privacy.

"Oh, he's beautiful," Molly whispered, gently cradling her newborn son, soothing him as he quietened. "Look Sherlock, he's got your curls!" When there was no reply, she looked up to see Sherlock looking blank, unblinking.

"Sherlock? Are you okay sweetie?" she asked, placing a gentle hand on his arm to reassure him. Slowly, he nodded, seeming to return to reality, unable to tear his eyes away from the baby, his son.

After a pause, Sherlock spoke. "Until this moment, I had always been sceptical of parents who claim that their child is perfect, but I can understand the sentiment now." At this, Molly felt herself welling up, she knew Sherlock found it difficult to deal with emotions, but this was his way of saying that he loved their child, as she had known he would.

"Would you like to hold your son?" Molly asked, raising the tiny bundle up towards Sherlock, who hesitantly took him from her, drawing him in close against his chest. As the baby settled against his father, his little mouth formed a perfect 'o' as he yawned, closing his eyes, so that his lilac lids were showing.

"Oh, you both look adorable," Molly sighed peacefully, "He knows you're his daddy, he's so comfortable around you."

"Daddy?" Sherlock repeated, seeming more like his usual self. "Do I seem like a daddy to you?"

"Well, father is too formal" Molly retorted with a smile, then laughed, "Or you could be popkins?"

"I suppose daddy is acceptable," Sherlock sighed. "I expect that he'll be able to say that within a few months."

"A few months? I wouldn't have thought so," Molly said.

"Well, Mycroft and I were forming full sentences within a year, and you are smarter than father was, so his genes should be better. I'm expecting him to be reading before three," Sherlock responded.

"Hmm, we'll see," Molly laughed. "And we'll need to think of a name so he isn't just 'he' for the rest of his life."

Suddenly, Molly felt a sharp pain, like another round of contractions. "Aargh!" she exclaimed, reaching out for her husband.

Panic crossing his face, Sherlock pressed the call button, keeping his son tucked securely in the crook of his arm. "What is it Molly?" he asked, concerned.

Grimacing, she replied through gritted teeth. "It feels like another contraction!" Just then, the nurse arrived, rushing over to the new parents. After quickly comforting Molly, the nurse placed a stethoscope on Molly's stomach, listening carefully.

"It appears that you are having twins," the nurse said after a moment.

"What?!" shouted Sherlock, "How on earth was this not noticed before now?"

"Well, it's quite common with twins, one hides the other. And they are often premature, which may have contributed to the early arrival. Now, Molly, I need you to prepare to deliver again, so Mr Holmes, could you please place your son in the cot, and hold her hand," the nurse instructed him.

In a matter of moments, the next baby was crowning, and a within a couple of minutes, the second baby had been born and was crying whilst being swaddled, before being passed to an shocked but pleased Molly.

"One of each," smiled the nurse, placing a baby girl into Molly's arms, and fetching the baby boy, who she passed to Sherlock.

Once the placenta had been delivered, and everything had been cleaned, the nurse left the couple alone, promising to bring the visitors through once the couple had had some time alone.

"Well, Molly, you never do anything by halves," Sherlock grinned, gazing down at his wife and baby daughter, whilst gently rocking his son.

Still slightly in shock, Molly managed a smile, replying "We've been twice as lucky, they're beautiful. And little drama queens like their father, given the way they've chosen to enter the world!"

The new parents spent another ten minutes alone with the twins, before deciding to put the others out of their misery and allow them to meet the new additions. Deciding to surprise the others, Sherlock placed their daughter in a cot, leaving Molly holding their son, so that when the others entered, they wouldn't immediately realise that there were two babies.

First in were Violet and Siger, Violet immediately taking the boy from Sherlock, delicately cradling her first grandchild whilst congratulating her son and daughter-in-law, her husband quietly by her side bending to kiss his grandson's head.

The grandparents were followed by Mycroft, Anthea, Lestrade, John and Mary (Emma had been left in the hospital crèche and would be brought up with Mrs Hudson when she arrived, allowing the adults to meet the baby in peace), who all offered their congratulations before gathering around Violet to meet the baby.

"Blimey, he certainly looks like you," John said, as took over holding the baby from Violet.

"I don't know, he's got the curls, but the eyes are definitely Molly," Lestrade added.

Whilst everyone was fussing over the little boy, Sherlock quietly retrieved his daughter from the cot. John was the first to notice, glancing between the baby being held by Mary, and the bundle in Sherlock's arms.

"Hang on a second, there are two?" John exclaimed, staring at Sherlock as if trying to decide whether Sherlock would steal a baby just to wind him up.

"Oh my gosh!" shrieked Violet, then in a quieter tone whispered "Twins!"

"Yes mother, meet my daughter," Sherlock replied, passing the baby carefully to his mother and grinning at Molly proudly. The little girl looked more like Molly, with light brown hair, but she had her father's stunning green-blue eyes, her features the reverse of her brother's.

Whilst they all passed the babies around, Mary asked Molly about the birth, checking she was okay, and carefully braiding her hair so that it looked neat for the photos that Violet was insisting on of her new grandchildren. Siger made everyone laugh by commenting, "Honestly, she nags you for grandchildren for years, and then you give her two at once!"

Within fifteen minutes, everyone but Mycroft had held the new additions. "Come on brother, don't you want to hold your niece and nephew?" Sherlock asked with a grin.

"I don't want my suit to be ruined!" Mycroft retorted, looking horrified at the very thought.

"Well, you're going to have to get used to it, unless Anthea has just put on a few pounds," Sherlock responded with a sly grin.

"Oh, Anthea!" exclaimed the women, whilst Mycroft turned white.

"I was going to tell you soon," Anthea said with a sheepish grin. "You're going to be a father." Mycroft managed a smile, although looked a bit faint as he took a seat.

As they all congratulated Anthea, Violet began to ask whether they were going to get married. At this, Mycroft looked up, almost offended. "Of course we will, my child will not be born out of wedlock!"

At this, Anthea shot him a glare. He stuttered, retreating on his previously certain stance. "That it, if she will have me?"

Her expression softening, Anthea smiled at him, "Of course, dear, why didn't you ask sooner?" As more congratulations were offered, Molly looked on serenely, perfectly happy despite the attention being drawn away from the new arrivals. Sherlock grinned at his brother, patting him on the back before taking his son from Anthea with a smile.

Just then, Mrs Hudson arrived with Emma in tow, beaming at the sight of Sherlock holding his son. "Oh, he's gorgeous!" she exclaimed, rushing over and gently hugging the new father. Sherlock passed him to her. "What's his name?"

Sherlock stood by Molly, and she gave him a nod before he spoke. Gesturing towards his son, Sherlock proudly announced, "This is Jonathan Siger Gregory Hooper-Holmes."

Registering the acknowledgement, John and Siger beamed, unable to speak. Greg on the other hand did manage an exclamation of "So you do know my name!"

Sherlock met this with a cheeky grin, and said "What do you mean?" before Molly elbowed him and said "Of course Gregory is referring to you!"

"It's a lovely name, if a bit of a mouthful," Mary said smiling, "Emma, would you like to meet Jonathan?" Emma, who until now had hidden close to her mother toddled forwards towards Uncle 'Lock, who scooped up his goddaughter and went to stand by Mrs Hudson.

"Emma, this is Jonathan, Jonathan, this is Emma," he said, as Emma planted a sloppy kiss on Jonathan's head, raising a laugh from the women.

"Watch out Jonathan, Emma's got her eye on you!" Greg warned with a smile.

Whilst all this was going on, Mrs Hudson had been so focused on Jonathan, she hadn't registered the baby girl being cradled by Siger. "Mrs Hudson, I would also like to introduce you to Adelaide Martha Violet Hooper-Holmes, or Addie for short," Molly said smiling, gesturing towards her daughter.

"Oh, twins! How wonderful!", Mrs Hudson exclaimed, rushing over to Molly, who Siger had passed Addie to. "And making Martha her middle name!

"Addie, meet your nana," Molly said gently, "That is, assuming you would like to be their adopted grandmother?"

Tears in her eyes, Mrs Hudson agreed enthusiastically, hugging Violet, who would be known as Grandma. "And while we are assigning roles, we would like to ask Greg, John and Mycroft to be godfathers, and Anthea and Mary to be godmothers?" Sherlock asked them, and was greeted with nods all around.

Two days later, Sherlock placed Jonathan into one baby carrier, whilst Molly placed Addie into the extra one which had been purchased the day after they were born, preparing to return to Baker Street. "We are going to need a lot of extra stuff, not to mention extra space," Molly mentioned offhand to Sherlock as they strapped their children in.

"Well, it's a good thing I've spoken to Mrs Hudson about renting 221C then, isn't it?" Sherlock replied with a grin. "Mycroft has already ordered an extra of everything we will need two of, and the single pram has been returned for a twin pram."

"I'm glad someone is organised, I'm still getting over the surprise of twins!" Molly laughed, picking up Addie's carrier.

An hour later, they arrived at 221B, each carrying a baby, the rest of their belongings having been transported by one of Mycroft's men to save them something to worry about.

Once they were inside, Molly took Jonathan and Addie out of their carriers, holding a tiny baby in the crook of each arm, and settled on the sofa, content to just sit with her babies.

Sherlock joined her a moment later, gently placing an arm around her shoulders so as not to wake the sleeping babies. Gazing at his wife and two beautiful children, Sherlock couldn't quite imagine how life could get any better than it was, and wondering how he could ever have thought that caring was a disadvantage.


A/N: Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! Sorry again for the huge break, I can't guarantee regular updates, but I will try and get this story completed within the next year. Please leave a review! :)