WITH YOU I'M NEVER ALONE

1 January 2016

Summary: Molly goes up to the nursery after waking up without Sherlock next to her.

Ship: Sherlolly

Rating: G

A/N: Originally posted on my freelance editing blog, this little parent!lolly fic is part of my Facing Your Fears series.


Molly kissed Sherlock on his forehead and softly called his name. "My poor fiancé," she muttered as she gently shook his shoulder.

Sherlock only shifted in the nursing chair and mumbled something under his breath.

Molly carefully took baby Minerva, who had been restive the night before, from his arms and sniffed at the baby's diaper. Satisfied that all she smelt was urine, she kissed her daughter on the cheek before laying her down in her cot. "I love you, Minnie," she whispered to the baby, who remained in peaceful slumber.

She grabbed the afghan from the footstool and draped it over Sherlock. "Sleep tight, my consulting detective." She planted a kiss on his cheek. "And thank you for giving me a restful night."

She checked that the baby monitor was on before leaving the nursery. I'll get Sherlock to sleep in the bedroom if he wakes up while I'm feeding or changing Minnie later, she mused as she quietly climbed down the stairs. Maybe I'll cook roast chicken? He'd be starving when he wakes up.

She picked up her book from the desk in the sitting room and sat in John's chair, while she waited for the water to boil. And if Minnie sleeps through the night? She smirked. Perhaps I'll wear the lingerie that I bought yesterday…


This fic is set some time after Right Here By Your Side and months before At Bedtime.

The title is a line from "Thankful" by Kelly Clarkson.

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