Welcome Home:

"Sherlock? Sherlock, she's fine. Bring her inside, it is cold out." John said balancing a camera in one hand and pushing open the door with another.

Sherlock whipped his head up and glared at John. "I apologize that I'm concerned about our daughter's well-being, John. It's her first time at the flat you know." Sherlock said sharply as he walked briskly through the door.

John laughed under his breath as he followed Sherlock up the steps. "Here we are, Dora. This is our flat." He said, smiling down at the cooing baby from behind the camera.

"John, must you stick that thing right in her face." Sherlock said, annoyed.

"Must you argue about everything I do?" John brought the camera up to Sherlock's face. "Besides, don't you want to have videos to look back on when she's older?"

Sherlock grimaced and continued walking to the spare bedroom which had been converted into a nursery a few weeks prior.

"This is your room, Dora. Father and I still have to fix it up a bit, but I think it's rather nice. Don't you?" John set the camera on the changing table and headed over to Sherlock.

"Let me see her." John said, lifting Endora out of Sherlock's arms.

"You like it here don't you?" Endora cooed causes both Sherlock and John to grin. "Well, I'll take that as a yes. Now, let's go get Mrs. Hudson. She's dying to meet you." John handed her back to Sherlock and grabbed the camera before shooing Sherlock into the living room.

Sherlock settled on the couch and waited while John went downstairs to retrieve Mrs. Hudson. Sherlock looked down at the small child in his arms unable to believe she was his. He was responsible for a whole other person. He sat back pondering that fact when he heard the shrill beep of his phone.

I heard you were a father now.-MH.

BEEP.

Congratulations.-MH.

Sherlock debated telling Mycroft to piss off, but another look at Endora changed his mind.

Thanks.-SH.

As an after-thought he added,

Would you like to see her?-SH.

Sherlock sat nervously waiting for his brother's reply.

On my way.-MH.

Moments later the door burst open.

"Oh, Sherlock, let me see her." Mrs. Hudson said, rushing over to join Sherlock on the couch.

Sherlock passed her Endora and grinned, "This is Endora Holmes."

"Oh she's beautiful boys. And look at that hair." Mrs. Hudson said gesturing to Endora's head of dark black curls. "She's going to be a heartbreaker one day."

Sherlock's heart leapt at the thought of his daughter bringing boys home causing John to give an audible laugh. "She won't be old enough for boys for quite some time, Sherlock, no worries." John said.

Sherlock scoffed, "Of course she won't, John. Don't be silly." Though he sounded serious, his face began to turn a light shade of pink causing John and Mrs. Hudson to laugh at him.

The two settled down while Sherlock fumed, but the moment was interrupted by a brisk knock at the door.

"Who in the hell is that?" John asked, puzzled. He headed towards the door and pulled it open before Sherlock could reply.

"Hello, John." Mycroft said. "May I come in?"

"Of course, sure." John said, stepping out of the way to let Mycroft in.

"Hello, Sherlock." Mycroft said.

"Hello, Mycroft."

The tension in 221B was quickly becoming insufferable. The group was silent for several minutes until Endora let out a wail.

"Here, let me get her a bottle." Sherlock said, jumping off the couch and rushing towards the kitchen.

"I best be off, as well. John, she's really quite lovely. Congratulations." Mrs. Hudson passed Endora back to her dad and headed back to her flat.

John and Mycroft shifted awkwardly. "Would you like to hold her?" John asked.

Mycroft nodded and took his niece into his arms. "She's beautiful."

"Thank you." John said smiling.

"Look, I know Sherlock and I don't get along, but don't let that stop you from calling me if you need any help. I worry about Sherlock and you." Mycroft stood and handed Endora back to John. "Thank you for allowing me to see her. I should leave now. Good day, John."

Mycroft left and John sighed. Sherlock was walking back from the kitchen, and Endora began to cry again. John looked down at her suppressing another sigh and said, "Welcome home, Dora."