Once again I do not own Sherlock or its characters I am simply borrowing for my own use. Included some self reflection on Molly's part.
Chapter 2: Confirmation
1 month and 3 week since Sherlock's death
It took Molly another week to convince herself to buy a test to see if she was pregnant as she dragged herself out of the two story flat that she lived in. Molly was thankful that she lived on the bottom floor so that her neighbors wouldn't question her coming back to the room with a bag from the pharmacy. Not that forcing herself to buy the clear blue sticks that sat in the bathroom as she waited for the kitchen timer to go off had been easy. Half way there she had nearly turned back out of fear and even then Molly spent most of the time waiting in line glancing over her shoulder afraid that someone she knew would see her purchases, three pregnancy tests. It wasn't that she was so much afraid of thought that she might be pregnant but rather what people would say if they found out. Is it Jim's? Would be the one question people would be most likely to ask. But, no it wasn't Jim's she knew that. After all she hadn't slept with Jim, not once, when they were dating. Of that Molly was very careful. Beep went the timer snapping Molly back into reality as she made her way to the bathroom and picked up each test one by one and one by one they all bared the same symbol a blue plus sign.
It was real Molly looked at the test she was carrying a child and not just any child of that she was certain. For only one man could be the father of the child she now carried, Sherlock Holmes who had confessed his feelings to her, and who had made love to her before he left to dispose of Moriarty's web. She could still remember the words he said to her after she had asked "What do you need?" With conviction and all the love she had held and still held for him all the years she had known him.
His answer had been simple "You, I need you Molly Hooper."