Chapter 3: The Science Of Compassion
John found it hilarious when he entered the flat to find Sherlock trying to sooth the crying infant. Sherlock looked relieved to see the doctor,
"John, thank goodness. I have done everything the book says. I have changed her, amused her, rocked her in a gentle and soothing manner and still Lucy won't stop crying" he explained and John's amused expression became gentle,
"Lucy?... You've given her a name?" John asked and Sherlock looked bashful,
"I... Yes, well... I thought it suited her" he mumbled and John knew best not to push the matter,
"Have you tried feeding her?" John asked and Sherlock nodded hopelessly,
"I asked Molly to collect the necessary provisions one would require for taking care of a baby" he explained, moving into the kitchen and picked up a baby bottle in his free hand as he held a screaming Lucy in the other,
"I don't understand it John. I have heated the milk to the desired temperature for one her age and... I... I am scared that if she does not accept it then she will fall ill" Sherlock finished in a sad murmur and John looked as if thinking for a moment,
"Mate, I've known you for a good... what? Three years now. Definitely feels like longer believe me and you have to be the most stubborn and dramatic person I've ever met. Believe me I'd call you a much stronger word but there is a child present" John teased and Sherlock looked at the doctor unimpressed as he sat down in his chair,
"Do you have a point John?" the detective asked sarcastically and John rolled his eyes amused,
"Give her a reason to trust you and she will drink" John summed up simply and Sherlock fell silent as he looked at the crying infant and John watched silently,
"Now... Come on Lucy. It's time to stop crying, you need to drink your milk. It's an important known fact that the human body requires calcium so that your bones can continue to grow big and strong" he lectured the child causing her cries to turn to whimpers as tears spilled down her tiny yet chubby cheeks,
"Now, we have to make compromises you and I... Please just... Drink your milk" he murmured gently as he offered the bottle to her which she slowly accepted and began to drink and Sherlock smiled brightly,
"Hey, look at that John. She's drinking." Sherlock announced happily and John couldn't help but roll his eyes amused.
It was only a minuet later when Molly entered carrying more shopping bags,
"Hi John, how's Sherlock doing?" she asked quietly when she saw little Lucy yawn before snuggling more into Sherlock's arms and John smiled, folding his arms amused,
"I think our little sociopath is quite taken with little Lucy" he joked but Molly looked at John worried,
"John... That's what I'm worried about" she told her friend quietly causing John to look at her confused,
"I just mean that... well, Mycroft texted me the other day telling me to make sure that Sherlock doesn't get too attached to little Lucy" Molly explained and John rolled his eyes in an unimpressed manner,
"Uncaring git" John grumbled before placing a comforting hand on Molly's shoulder,
"Don't worry Molls. I know Sherlock's been great with little Lu but you know he's not really... Well" he tried but looked towards Sherlock who laid a sleeping Lucy down into her Moses Basket and covered her gently with her yellow blanket,
"Yeah we might have a problem" John mumbled hopelessly.
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