It was the day that they were going to find out the gender of bump. Sherlock was ecstatic from the second he woke up, Joan not so much; she was finding it more and more difficult to sleep. She was also finding she was getting out of breath much easier, being six months pregnant was hard and Sherlock knew this; he did everything he could to make the pregnancy easier on her behalf whether that be carrying her bag for her or cooking their dinner and bringing it to her.

"Are you ready" Sherlock asked her whilst he assisted her putting on her shoes. Joan had now resorted to flats, she tried to pursue wearing heels because she loved them but it was just too uncomfortable and she was lucky if she could get her feet into them because they had swollen.

"Yes, I can't wait." Joan replied whilst trying to get up, Sherlock always laughed when she sat down because he knew how much of a fuss she made when trying to get back up. "Let's go find out what you are" she continued placing her hand on her growing bump. Sherlock took her hand and they went to the doctors.

Joan was lying on the hospital bed and Sherlock was stood at her head holding her hand. She squeezed his hand when they applied the cold gel onto her belly,

"I understand you are wanting to find out the sex today." Said the doctor

"Yeah" Sherlock chuckled

The doctor pulled the screen closer to the couple, pointing to various parts of bumps body and telling them what they were. Bumps heartbeat was strong which was a good thing. "Are you ready?" the doctor questioned. Joan looked at Sherlock and they both nodded. "It looks like you're going to be buying a lot of pink." He said gently, "I'll give you guys a moment" he continued before leaving the room.

"We're going to have a baby girl." Sherlock said, he had never looked so happy. Joan looked disappointed.

"I know you wanted a boy, I'm sorry" she said sadly

"Hey, are you joking?" he questioned, without giving her time to reply he continued "We're going to have a baby girl, a mini you! I am over the moon; please tell me you are too."

Joan perked up, "Of course I am, I wanted a girl since I knew I was pregnant." She said

"Good, oh Joan I am so happy." He said as he began to cry, it didn't take Joan long to start crying too.

"We're going to have a daughter" he continued before pulling her in for a hug and placing a kiss on her forehead.