Sherlock could hardly believe it. It had been several months now since John came back into his life, and with some news that had fundamentally changed his life. He had no idea what to do when it came to having a child. He assumed (hoped?) that John would be able to do it himself (in the water? he had no idea) because there was no way he was going to be able to get a doctor here. A man having a baby was... well in humans it just didn't happen.
They were on their own.
And it scared him. A lot.
He knew that he was scared for John, that he would lose too much blood or something would go wrong. But increasingly, he found himself scared for this child as well. His child.
Their child.
He wanted it to be healthy and grow up strong and he wanted to teach it (hopefully) how to be a good person.
After one swim where John came back exhausted, Sherlock confronted him. "You need to stop looking for treasure,John." He said sternly. I'm concerned that it is hurting you physically, and you need to look after yourself and the baby."
He was finding that as 5 months came up, it was easier to talk about the growing swell of John's belly as a baby.
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Date: 2019-09-08 04:10 pm (UTC)They were on their own.
And it scared him. A lot.
He knew that he was scared for John, that he would lose too much blood or something would go wrong. But increasingly, he found himself scared for this child as well. His child.
Their child.
He wanted it to be healthy and grow up strong and he wanted to teach it (hopefully) how to be a good person.
After one swim where John came back exhausted, Sherlock confronted him. "You need to stop looking for treasure,John." He said sternly. I'm concerned that it is hurting you physically, and you need to look after yourself and the baby."
He was finding that as 5 months came up, it was easier to talk about the growing swell of John's belly as a baby.