Joan was stood with her hands placed on the red table in the study. Sherlock was placing the last of the items in the hospital bag, bump was due any day now.

"Do you have the..." the words managed to escape Joan's lips just before her waters broke.

"Do I have the what?" Sherlock asked unaware of what had just happened

"Sherlock" Joan said, he turned around to face her noticing the panicked look on her face. "My waters just broke" she announced trying to stay calm

"What do you mean?" Sherlock replied not knowing what to do

"What do you mean, what do you mean? My waters just broke call the hospital" Joan said with a hint of annoyance in her voice, she was trying to stay as calm as possible. Sherlock took his phone out of the inside pocket of his jacket and called the hospital. Mean while Joan was beginning to get contractions.

"Right" he started "They said there isn't any point coming in as your contractions aren't close enough together. We just have to wait" he continued She exhaled in reply. Time seemed to stand still for the next 7 hours, the contractions were few and far between; she was bouncing on her yoga ball trying to hurry things along and he was pacing up and down the first floor of the brownstone. Sherlock was doing everything he could to help her through the contractions that we happening by talking her through them.

It was now 8 hours since they called the hospital, just before one am and the contractions were one every four minutes. Joan insisted she was fine for a while but Sherlock practically forced her out the door to the hospital.

When they arrived the doctors came and examined her, 9 centre meters dilated; "Thank god you came in when you did, give it half an hour and we'll take you to the delivery room." The doctor smiled. Sherlock gave Joan a smile and continued doing what he was doing to help her through the contractions. That 30 minutes was over before she knew it and it was time to get bump into this world. Sherlock allowed her to squeeze his hand through the contractions which he regretted because he was pretty sure she was breaking bones.

"I need you to push Joan!" Said the doctor

"I can't, I'm too old for this" she exclaimed throwing her head back onto the bed

"Joan honey, you really need to push and get our daughter into the world" Sherlock said softly. Joan returned to her previous position and gave a big push. "That a girl, come on you can do this" continued Sherlock holding on to her arm.

"Do it for me please" Joan exhaled crying more than she was

Sherlock laughed, "I can't do it for you but one more push and she's here" Joan gave the biggest push yet and the room was filled with a loud cry.

"You did it" he sighed. Sherlock had now began to cry.

"2:57am, 4th of March 2017" the doctor said whilst wrapping up their new baby before handing her over to Joan,

"Baby Girl Holmes" Sherlock said tears streaming down his face. He looked at the baby, then at Joan "I'm so proud of you" he whispered, she laughed and kissed him on the lips.