You're in Sherlock (Sherlock × Reader)

The Sign of Three: The End

"What?!" She shook her head. John dropped his head down as he shook it back and forth in disbelief.

"Mary, I think you should do a pregnancy test." Sherlock told her. "W... t-the statistics for the first trimester are-" Sherlock began to go on but John looked up at him.

"Shut up. Just... shut up." He shook his head, obviously overwhelmed with this news. He'd had no idea, absolutely no idea.

"Sorry." Sherlock spoke softly.

"How did they notice before me? I'm a bloody doctor." John groaned as he looked at Mary.

"It's your day off." You chuckled.

"No, it's your two's day off."

"Stop panicking." Sherlock told him. John was clearly panicked as he wasn't sure what to do with himself. He just kept shaking his head in awe.

"I'm not panicking." John shot back.

"You're totally panicking." You nodded, surveying his anxious ticks. He shot you a look and you just smiled at him, John was going to be a father!

"I'm pregnant, I'm panicking." Mary breathed as she looked off into space, thinking over this new found information.

"Don't panic. None of you panic." You told them, placing a hand on Mary's shoulder. She grinned up at you and you dropped your hand, looking over to Sherlock.

"Absolutely no reason to panic." Sherlock agreed, looking over John and Mary's concerned looks.

"Oh, and you'd know, of course?" John spoke sarcastically. Sherlock knew everything.

"Yes, I would. You're already the best parents in the world. Look at all the practice you've had!" Sherlock grinned at John.

"What practice?" He asked, clearly not getting Sherlock's joke.

"Well, you're hardly going to need us around now that you've got a real baby on the way." Sherlock wrapped his arm around you. You leaned into his side, grinning at them as they both cracked a smile. They laughed with each other in bliss for a moment before Mary's smile faded in the slightest.

"You all right?" John asked her, his hand tight around her waist.

"Yeah." She nodded, breathless from all the excitement one day could hold.

"Dance." Sherlock blurted, looking at the two of them smiling madly at each other. They were so in love and it captivated you how much they cared for one another. John and Mary gave him a confused look. "Both of you, now, go dance. We can't just stand here. People will wonder what we're talking about."

"Right." John nodded, taking Mary's hand. Mary hesitated, looking back at the two of you as you stood and watched them together.

"And what about you two?"

"We'll be just fine." You smiled, placing a hand on Sherlock's chest as you looked up at him with a smile that slowly grew bigger as you gazed up at him.

"Come on, husband. Let's go." Mary said, her eyes filling with tears as she looked to John. They began walking away and John turned over his shoulder towards the two of you.

"This isn't a waltz, is it?" Mary laughed, her head tilting back as John led her further on to the dance floor.

"Don't worry, Mary, I have been tutoring him." Sherlock grinned after them.

"He did, you know. Baker street, behind closed curtains. Mrs. Hudson came in one time. Don't know how the rumors started!" John laughed with Mary as they both danced further into the crowd together. You watched them go, a smile held on your face. You cleared your throat after a moment, looking up to Sherlock.