If I could good give this story a third genera I would probably pick humor because of some of the situations, thought process and the like that seem to be happening when I write chapter's for this story. I also seem to notice I find myself spending more time on this story then any other which probably has to do with the fact that the chapters are set out to be a bunch of one shots that while they exist in the same universarse can flow both together and on their own. Also, even though the title of this story gives away the gender of the baby I couldn't help but show the reaction to Molly's gender being revealed and who better than Mary. I also threw in a nod to the name of Sherlock actor Benedict Cumberbatch and while I have nothing against his name as those of in the states well now Eggs Benedict is a type of sandwich and Molly being the well, literate person that I imagine her to be would probably know all about foods of other country's.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock and make no profit from this.

Chapter 12: What is it?

17 weeks since Sherlock's death and 14 weeks pregnant

One would think with the amount of excitement that Mary Morstan was expressing as she was fidgeting in her chair, while Molly fixed herself a cup of tea, that she was the one carrying a 14 week old child around in her belly instead of her friend. But, as was the current situation it was Molly who was carrying the said child, and it was instead her friend Mary who seemed to be even more excited than she had been to find out the gender of her child.

Not, to say that Molly hadn't been excited when she went for her latest doctor's appointment several days ago, because she had been. Knowing what she was having made her current situation all more real as the child went from being an it, to a he or she.

Now did Molly have her preferences no, even though given the current situation she was in a girl would have been better as at least it would be easier to hide who the child's father was as she got older, as often children particularly the first born daughter and son will end up looking very much like a younger version of their respective gender equivalent parent at some point in their life. Therefore, it would have been much easier for Molly to faint that she didn't know who the father of a younger version of herself. While a younger version Sherlock even should he inherit Molly's light ginger brown hair instead of his father nearly black locks, would stand out like a black sheep in sea of white.

No what Molly hoped for most of all was that the child was healthy, as it seemed to so far be, according to each of the visits she had made to her obstetrician. Never the less Molly could feel her friend's eye's boring into her as she tried to be as quick as possible with the making of the tea.

Grabbing a styrofoam cup, Molly filled it almost to the brim with the steaming water from one of the St. Bart's hot water filters, added two table spoons of water and some cream before taking the seat beside Mary.

"Okay now that you've got your tea and were finally on break you've got to tell me Molly, what is the gender of the baby?"

Trust her best friend to throw a ball straight over the plate, with Mary's questioning as to the sex of Molly's expecting child. "It's a boy," Molly answered taking a sip of the tea from her cup.

"Oh, a little Sherlock he's going to be so cute," Mary couldn't help but squeal with glee. "So have you thought of any names yet?"

"What no, I just found out what gender I'm going to have and now I need to set up the necessary, by clothes, and do everything else that needs to be done to get ready for him," Molly told Mary as she made a mental not to herself that she needed to check off finding out the gender of the baby and add purchases items for a boy on the list she was keeping at home. "Names were kind of the last thing on my list. Why do ask?"

"No reason, but maybe you should consider naming him after that actor you like Molly the one who looks like Sherlock."

Molly had a pretty good idea of exactly what actor Mary was referring to, as it was a well known fact among her female friends and coworkers that she was a part of the underground fan network known as the Cumberbitches, Cumberbabes or Cumber Collective. "What you mean Benedict Cumberbatch?"

"That's the one," Mary exclaimed.

"Good gracious Mary I'm not going to use Benedict."

"Why not it's cute? Just picture it Molly, Benedict Hooper or Holmes."

"Yay I'm picturing it alright Mary and what I'm picturing is the jokes people are going to come up with because my child is named after an American breakfast food. Besides it's too obvious. It would be like me shouting to the world, just who the father of my child is. Basically it would be along the same lines of if I were hypothetically expecting Jim's child instead and choosing to name him Andrew after the actor Andrew Scott who looks uncannily like Moriarty to the point that it's scary."

"So even though I haven't thought about what to name him I do know that I want his name to be not quit common, but not too obvious sounding that people will automatically be able to pinpoint who his father is when they hear it."

"Not common are you telling me you plan on giving your child some unusual name Molly Hooper."

"Well maybe, at least for one of the name. I have quite decide yet Mary if it's going to be his first name that is the unusual one or like his father he will have a normal name for his first name with two middle names added onto it, one of which will be unusual and he can use it as a nickname if he wants to…"

"Wait nickname?" Mary blinked for a moment, "are you telling me that Sherlock Holmes. The bloody Sherlock Holmes the world's only consulting detective, who you have been in love with for years wasn't even really named Sherlock."

"Well yes and no its actually part of his name it's just not quit his first name, but rather one of his middle name. "Molly fiddled with her fingers along the rim of her now empty cup of tea.

"What was his real name then Molly?" Watching her friends cheeks turn red.

"William Sherlock Scott Holmes." Molly answered.

William, Mary thought it was normal sounding enough name. To normal in fact which was probably the reason Sherlock hadn't gone by it, as didn't really fit the image of the world's only consulting detective even if it had taken him years before he finally admitted he was in love with her friend. "Well you could always use Benedict as a middle name."

With that Molly lay her down against the table because even though she didn't know what her son's full name was going to be. She most certainly was not going to included names that had anything to do with food.

Clue three for the name of Molly and Sherlock's son: When its spelled one way its the name of a villain and a prince, while the other spelling belongs to a king?