Joan was now four months and everyone knew she was pregnant. Her bump was the perfect size. They tried to hide it for the first three months but working with detectives it wasn't too long before they all connected the dots. They had nicknamed the baby 'bump' and Joan loved showing it off.
"Boy or girl?" Joan questioned whilst sat outside of the doctor's office, hand intertwined with Sherlocks.
"Honestly, I would like a son but I am no fussed what so ever, I just want it to be happy and healthy." He replied "What about you?" he continued
"I can't decide" she said
"Joan Holmes?" the nursed asked
"Yeah, that's us" she said standing up
The examination took around 20 minutes, they got to hear bumps heartbeat for the first time; it's safe to say they both got emotional. They weren't far along enough to find out the sex but they had discussed not finding out anyway.
When they got home, Sherlock headed to the study to work on a cold case they had been working on and Joan disappeared upstairs, after an hour Sherlock began to wonder where she had gone. He went upstairs and found her sat against the wall of the nursery holding a picture from today's scan. Sherlock stood in the doorway for a while just admiring the beauty of his wife,
"Everything okay?" he asked softly not wanting to make her jump
"Yeah, everything is cool. Just thinking about bump." She said
Sherlock had walked into the nursery and sat down beside her, he placed his arm around her and they both sat in silence for a while just looking at the picture.
"Are we really going to wait until bump arrives until we find out if it's a he or a she?" Joan asked
"We can do whatever you want." He replied
"No, this is our baby. We make decisions together." She said
"It would be cool to find out, then we can be prepared." Sherlock added
"Are you just saying that because you know I want to find out?" She questioned
"Joan" he exhaled "I don't lie to you. How about we find out and just keep it between us?" he asked in reply
"Yes, I like that idea" she replied