Epilogue
Scarlett crouched down on the snow covered grass on the morning of the fifth of January as she rested a single little rose onto the mound of earth and she wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye. She looked onto the headstone before placing baby's first teddy onto the snow after kissing it softly on the head. She slowly reached over and dusted the snow particles from the wording on the headstone, allowing it to be seen in its true beauty as the snow tried to cover it up once again. She adjusted her hat on her head and pulled it further down, covering her ears. She slowly stood up and stepped back to look at it, automatically reaching a hand out and then feeling someone grasp it.
"I'm sure she would have been beautiful," Sherlock told Scarlett as she wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her cheek onto his chest, still looking at the grave.
"And brainy," Scarlett replied.
"Well with our genes of course she would have been," Sherlock assured her.
"I meant with your genes," Scarlett informed him and he shrugged.
"You're not too thick, you know?" he told her.
"Do you think she's watching us?" Scarlett wondered.
"I am unsure as to what to think," he told her. "I don't know if the afterlife is real...but if it is...then I would like to think she is."
"I would too," Scarlett replied and looked at the headstone which read;
Here lies Rose Elizabeth Holmes-Jenson
Beloved daughter
She will be missed dearly.
"You still don't mind her taking my middle name?" Scarlett asked and Sherlock shook his head.
"You allowed me to choose the middle name...and my name does come before Jenson...I suppose it is apt to say that she is a mixture of both of us." Sherlock mused.
"She is," Scarlett replied.
Suddenly, Sherlock felt his phone vibrate and he pulled it from his pocket, still keeping Scarlett in his arms as he answered it.
"Sherlock Holmes...yes...yes...on the way." He said.
"Lestrade?" Scarlett guessed and Sherlock nodded.
"He has a case," Sherlock replied.
"You'd best go then," Scarlett told him.
"Aren't you coming back?" Sherlock wondered and Scarlett shook her head.
"I'm going to stay here for a bit...I'll see you tonight?"
"Of course," Sherlock replied and kissed her quickly before looking at the gravestone.
"Look after your mother for me Rose," Sherlock whispered quietly to it and then gave Scarlett one final kiss and she wiped the snow from his hair.
She watched as he walked down the middle of the graves, his grey coat swashing out behind him as he did so and then she looked back onto the grave of her daughter.
"Your daddy has had to go and help the police solve another case," she said, bending down again. "But he does that a lot you know? Just gets called away to solve these cases to put bad men into jail...your daddy is very brave...of course he can't know I said this," Scarlett rolled her eyes, "you don't want to know what it would do to his ego."
"Anyway, I'll tell you the story of how your mummy and daddy met one day...when it is less cold and not snowing heavily because it isn't exactly a short story..." she chuckled. "Anyway...I suppose I should be getting back home...your Uncle John is all alone and he isn't the best cook in the world so it is up to mummy to look after him and your daddy."
Scarlett stood up straight once again and looked onto the grave of Rose Elizabeth Holmes-Jenson.
"You have to know that your mummy and daddy love you very much Rose," she told the grave in a whisper. "We always will do."
Scarlett began to walk away from the grave as the snow covered the wording on the stone and the flower and teddy resting by the side of it. She quickly hailed a cab to get her out of the blizzard type weather and then headed back to 221B Baker Street, her much loved, atypical and unconventional home.
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A/N: That's it! That is the entire story done! I had a day off work today and so I thought I would try and finish it off and so here we go. I have to say a huge thank you to everyone who has reviewed over the story, mainly to, eruptingearth, Che, Captain Crash (I promise I will get round to reading more of your fic when I can!) Twilitefan (Irene turned out to be a cow in the end!) and also to barus and to XxLovelyLittleMeXx! And thank you to everyone else who has reviewed! Oh and how can I forget Cheeseball? And to everyone who placed this onto story alert and favourites! Just thanks to everyone who has taken the time to read this.
I may do a sequel...depending on how lectures go and the time I have, but if you'd be interested then just let me know! Please do review!