"The Reluctant Dragon." Sherlock said, sitting next to John on the couch. The telly was on, but muted, it was just background viewing.

"He seems to be into dragons and knights and princesses held in castles lately." Sherlock gave him a kiss, then moved the book over to the table to kiss him more thoroughly. He put his hand over John's on his belly.

"I can't believe there is a little life in there again. We're going to have to do the same thing we did with William. You're going to have to take time off work very soon and put you on mostly bed rest. I know you hated it, but your body isn't supposed to be pregnant, and we have to be careful."