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Sherlock held on to Nadia's hand as they walked down the hallway of the hospital. 'Are we going to see Mummy now?' Aidan asked as they walked. Sherlock looked down at his son. The twins were five now and keeping an eye on them was crazier than Sherlock thought possible. He'd often been filled with remorse whenever he thought of his behavior and how his mother must have struggled with him.

Not that he'd ever give them up. He loved them with everything in him and everyday with them was a joy, it was just the questioning that he couldn't keep up with. 'Did Mummy have the baby yet?' Nadia asked. 'Are we going to go see it?' Aidan asked right after her.

'Is it a boy?'

'I want a girl. Is it a girl?'

'Can we hold her?'

'Is it really tiny because Aunt Mary said babies are tiny.'

'Does it eat?'

'No it can't eat, Aid. It can't talk either can it Daddy?'

Sherlock took in a deep breath. 'Daddy! You're not answering any of our questions.' Aidan said insistently as he tugged on Sherlock's hand. Sherlock adjusted Leonardo, his third child on his arm. The curly haired boy was a direct opposite to his siblings. He was quiet, and preferred to listen than ask questions but Sherlock had no doubt he was as smart as the others.

'Why don't we wait till we see the baby hmm?' Sherlock said. Aidan and Nadia huffed but they kept quiet till Sherlock rounded up at Molly's room. He opened the door and the twins went in before him. Sherlock opened the door wider and walked in.

Molly was sitting up in her bed with a bundle in her arms. Nadia and Aidan ran to her and Leo wriggled out of Sherlock's grip to get to his mother. Sherlock smiled slightly as Molly's eyes lit up. 'Say hello to your little sister.' Molly said softly as she leaned over and let the children peek into the bundle.

Nadia and Aidan stretched up to see the baby while Leo sulked. He was too short to see anything. Sherlock laughed softly and walked into the room before picking up his three year old son and holding him up so he could see his little sister.

'What's her name?' He asked softly. 'Alaina Holmes.' Molly replied. Nadia reached over to take the baby's hand and immediately, she gripped her sister's finger. Nadia's eyes widened. 'She's got a strong grip. Are all babies like that?' She questioned, looking up at her mother.

Molly nodded and Aidan pushed his sister out of the way. 'I wanna feel.' He whined as he took hold of Alaina's other hand. Nadia's face pulled into a pout and she turned to her father. 'Daddy, Aidan's pushing me out of the way.' She whined.

'Well you had the baby first!'

'Only for a few seconds!'

'Give it!'

Nadia pushed Aidan and he swatted her. Sherlock groaned. 'She's only been born for some hours and you two are squabbling already.' Molly admonished softly. The twins stopped fighting and descended into sulking. 'He started it.' Nadia murmured.

'You two are acting like three year olds.' Sherlock said as he stepped in between them, stopping any further fighting. 'Actually that's not true considering the fact that Leo's three and he's not making any trouble.' Nadia glared at Leonardo and he stuck his tongue out at her.

Molly giggled at the sight of her family and she shook her head. Sherlock placed Leo back on his feet and moved towards his wife. Molly leaned towards him and captured his lips in a sweet kiss. Nadia and Aidan pulled a face while Leo giggled and covered his eyes with his hand.

Sherlock pulled away from Molly and kissed the top of her head before peering into the bundle. 'She's got your hair.' He murmured. 'I know, thank goodness.' Molly said with a teasing smile. Sherlock kissed the top of her head again and she smiled.

'Can we see her properly now?' Aidan asked. Molly smiled at them. 'Of course you can. Can you climb on yourself?' She asked. Aidan hoisted himself up and sat on the bed before helping his sister up. Leo whimpered and he held his arms up for someone to carry him up.

'You could say please you know.' Aidan said as he and Nadia pulled him up. Sherlock pushed him up on the bed and Leo scrambled over to see his little sister. Alaina Holmes was a cute and chubby baby girl weighing in at a decent seven pounds and four ounces with Molly's soft brown eyes and her hair. She was the only child who looked like she was going to end up like her mother and Sherlock found himself not minding a bit.

She made a small cooing sound and burrowed deeper into the blankets. 'I think she baked quite well.' Leo said to his parents. 'Yeah I think so too.' Nadia seconded. Molly frowned in confusion. 'Baked?' She echoed looking at Sherlock. Sherlock flushed slightly.

'Leo asked why Alaina was in your stomach and that was the best I could come up with.' He mumbled. Molly exploded into laughter and Sherlock pouted. 'I couldn't think of anything else to say.' He sniped. The three children looked at their parents in confusion.

'Daddy said she was getting ready in your tummy that's why we had to wait.' Aidan spouted. 'Did we get it wrong?' Nadia asked. Molly shook her head vehemently. 'Of course not. That's exactly what Alaina was doing in there.' She assured them.

'Why Alaina?' Nadia asked. Molly and Sherlock blinked. 'What d'you mean dear?' Molly asked. 'Why did you name her that? It's soo ordinary.' Nadia said. 'Ordinary?' Sherlock echoed with a small smile. The twins nodded. 'Our names are the same spelt backwards and we've got DaVinci over here.' Aidan said referring to Leo. 'What's so special about Alaina?'

Molly laughed. 'Well, firstly Leo's name was your father's idea and secondly my name's pretty ordinary too and I've got no problem with it.' She said to her brood. 'Yes but you've got 'Holmes' added to it so you're alright.' Aidan argued. Molly gasped in mock indignation and Sherlock chuckled.

'Quite right, Aidan.' Sherlock agreed, earning a glare from his wife. 'Don't fret. I can assure you that she's named after one of the best people I know.'

'So it's a girl?'

Sherlock looked down at the blond haired girl in front of him. 'Can I come in first, Charlotte?' He asked. 'You can if it's a girl.' She replied. 'Yes it's a girl. What of it, Charlotte?' Aidan said in a sarcastic tone. Charlotte Watson broke into a grin. 'Pay up, Aid.' She said with a huge smile. Sherlock turned to his son.

'You bet on your sister?' He asked in disbelief. 'Yes and he lost.' Charlotte said with a triumphant grin. Aidan glared at her and Sherlock rolled his eyes. 'Just get in.' He said to the two of them as he pushed Aidan forward. Charlotte and Aidan ran into the house while Sherlock followed.

'Another girl?' John asked as he handed Sherlock a drink. Sherlock nodded. 'Are you drinking whiskey at nine in the morning?' Sherlock asked as he accepted the drink. 'Have you met my daughter?' John asked. Sherlock hummed in agreement and accepted the drink.

'How's Molly?' John asked. 'She's fine.' Sherlock replied. 'Nadia and Leo are with her but Aidan wanted to tag along. Apparently he and Charlotte bet on the gender of the baby.' John groaned. 'Charlie!' He called. Charlotte and Aidan ran up to their parents.

'Did you two bet on the new baby?' John asked. Charlotte chewed on her bottom lip. 'Well Aidan was saying that it's most likely going to be a boy because Uncle Sherl's got two boys and one girl and I was saying he can't really tell so we bet on his rock candy.' Charlotte replied like it was the most obvious thing.

'Well at least she's not gambling yet.' Sherlock supplied. John shot him a glare. 'I blame your influence for this.' John muttered to him and Sherlock chuckled. 'It's alright, Uncle John.' Aidan said. 'It was a fair agreement and I can keep to my end of the deal.' Sherlock smiled softly at his son.

'Well I'm glad for that.' He said ruffling Aidan's hair. 'Where's Mary?' He asked. John gestured to the kitchen and Sherlock walked in. Mary's back was turned to him and she was at the cooker. 'Uncle Sherl!' Kian, their youngest exclaimed as he ran towards the detective.

He had just hit two and his vocabulary was only limited to first names. Sherlock smiled down at him and ruffled his hair. 'Why is it that none of your children seem to know my full name?' He asked as Mary turned away from the cooker. Her hair was cut short and was dyed an electric heliotrope and she had a faint smirk on her face.

'Sherl is easier for them and it's not like people don't call you that.' Mary answered teasingly. She reached over to give Sherlock a side hug. 'So four time father huh? Boy or girl?' She asked as she pulled back. 'Girl.' Sherlock replied. Mary squealed in delight. 'Oh that's perfect. I would've gone over to see Molly but Kian's got a bit of a cold although he's not showing it and Mycroft called me about Joanna so my hands are full but I-'

'Her name's Alaina.' Sherlock said cutting her off. Mary stopped short. 'I-It's a lovely name.' She stuttered. 'It isn't it?' Sherlock said lightly. 'Aidan asked me why such an ordinary name but I told him it belonged to one of the best people I know.' Mary laughed lightly, her eyes already tearing up.

'Really now? That's awfully nice of you to say.' She said with a smile.

'How did you find out?'

'I have my ways.'

'Mycroft's an asshole.'

Sherlock snickered. 'True but I found out on my own.' He said gently. Mary sighed. 'Does John know?' She asked. Sherlock shook his head. 'Molly?' Mary asked and again Sherlock shook his head. Mary sighed. 'Well let's ensure it remains that way.' She said. A few seconds passed before a smile slowly crept up on Mary's face.

'Thank you Sherlock.' She said in a soft tone as she reached out to hug him. Sherlock returned the hug much to Mary's surprise and gave her a peck on the cheek.

'Uncle My, are you ever gonna have kids?'

Mycroft faltered at the question, his Mont Blanc pen dropping from his hands. 'Yes Mycroft. Are you ever going to reproduce?' Sherlock said, echoing his son's question. Mycroft glared at his younger brother while Aidan looked between the two in confusion.

Mycroft broke through the staring competition and turned to his nephew. 'I think you and your siblings are more than enough for me.' He said in a simple tone to Aidan. Aidan hummed before running off in another direction.

Mycroft waited till Aidan was out of earshot before turning to Sherlock. 'I suppose you thought that was funny.' He said in his usual snide tone. 'You didn't think it was?' Sherlock shot back. Mycroft decided to drop the topic before it got out of hand.

'Another girl I hear. Is she the last one or shall I expect your brood to increase over the years?' Mycroft asked. Sherlock shrugged. 'Not that it's any of your business but Alaina wasn't exactly planned and Molly's in over her head with work and the children so she should be the last one.'

Mycroft tutted. 'The thrills of having children escape me. I much rather prefer them later on when they can think on their own and are of some use.' Sherlock kept a neutral face. 'Well we all have our preferences.' He said politely. 'What's going on between you and Joanna? Mary's complaining.'

'Oh nothing I can't handle.' Mycroft replied. 'The girl's reckless but there's nothing a good mission or two can't fix.' Sherlock grimaced. 'Don't push her too far. Mary would kill you and I doubt if you'd like the end result.'

'Fatherly instinct rearing up, brother?' Mycroft asked snidely. Sherlock pursed his lips. 'I'm merely doling out advice, My. It'll do you well to take it.' Mycroft couldn't help but smile. 'Now now, Sherlock. No need to get testy. Anyway, speaking of fatherly instinct…' Mycroft opened his desk drawer and brought out an envelope.

He handed it over to Sherlock who peeked inside before drawing out a small silver charm held on a chain. 'Think of it as my…gift.' Mycroft said carefully. Sherlock snorted but put the necklace back in the envelope and pocketed it. 'I'd advise you to keep away from mother for the time being. A birth of a child always reminds her of the fact that you've failed to give her one.'

Mycroft scowled. 'Damn, I'd almost forgotten.' He muttered. If she wants them so badly why not just adopt? Sherlock stood and Mycroft got to his feet along with him. 'Aidan?' Sherlock called. The pitter patter of Aidan's running feet reached the brother's ears and Sherlock looked taken aback when he caught sight of his son.

Aidan's face from his nose downwards was smeared with what appeared to be chocolate frosting and he had smudges of it on his shirt and fingers. 'I suppose you thought it best to eat the cake with your face hmm?' Sherlock asked as Aidan ran up to them. Aidan swiped his finger across his cheek and looked down at it before blushing.

'Uncle My always lets me have a slice of his black forest cake so I asked Anthea if I could have some.' Aidan murmured, his face getting pinker. Sherlock sighed inwardly. 'It's alright, just go clean up your face.' He said in a tired voice. Aidan grinned and ran off in the opposite direction.

Sherlock turned to his brother with a look to which Mycroft proceeded to look innocent. 'If it helps, Molly brought the cake over.' Mycroft supplied. Sherlock raised a brow. 'Since when did you and Molly get along?' He asked curiously.

'She and I frequent bakeries.' Mycroft admitted and Sherlock snorted.

Molly sighed softly as she snuggled in Sherlock's body. It had been a long day with visitors and well wishers trooping in and out of her room and she was thankful for the quiet time with her husband.

'How are you feeling?' Sherlock asked and he slipped his arm around her and let her relax into him. 'Tired. Sore. Grateful.' Molly said as she looked up at him. Sherlock kissed her forehead. His eyes flitted over to the baby sleeping in the bassinet next to the bed and he smiled.

'She's beautiful.' He whispered. 'One would think I'd get used to it but it never gets old.' His hands ran through her hair and Molly smiled. 'I know huh? We are soo lucky.' She murmured.

'Beyond lucky.' Sherlock agreed. Molly hummed in content for a few seconds before she looked up her husband. 'The kids are with your mom?' She asked. 'With the Watsons.' Sherlock replied. Molly nodded. She yawned and her eyes began to feel droopy. She was about to nod off before remembering something and her eyes snapped open.

'Least I forget, why Alaina?' She asked in a sleepily tone. 'It's-I like the name.' Sherlock answered. Molly shot him a look. 'Okay it's the name of someone who's been of great help to me.' Sherlock replied stubbornly. 'Is it a mistress?' Molly asked jokingly.

Sherlock scowled and she chuckled softly. 'Is it Mary's name?' She tried again. Sherlock hid the surprise from his face. 'I can't say.' Sherlock replied. Molly smiled. 'There isn't much you can hide from me, love but it's a lovely name regardless of whose it was in the first place.'

Sherlock stroked Molly's arms. 'So she's our last?' He asked tentatively. Molly looked at him in surprise. 'Do you want more?' She asked. Sherlock shrugged. 'It's your body. I'm just…wondering.' He mumbled. Molly gave a surprised laugh. 'I distinctly remember a certain curly haired detective swearing that Alaina was the last child he would ever have.' Sherlock blushed.

'Nadia and Aidan had just messed up my case files and they used it for finger painting of all the asinine things to do. I wasn't sure I wanted to have them at that particular moment.' Sherlock explained. Molly erupted into giggles at the memory and Sherlock pursed his lips.

'I'm glad you have a cheerful recollection of that particular incident.' He said sarcastically. Molly held her hand over her mouth till the giggles subsided. 'Sorry.' She said with a sheepish grin. 'Anyway, back to the topic at hand, do you want more?' Molly said, taking on a more serious tone.

Sherlock thought to himself. Did he really want more? He won't mind if any came by but was he demanding for more? 'Let's wait and see?' He asked. Molly nodded. Another moment passed before she reached up and kissed him.

It wasn't one of their lust induced kisses than more than often left the duo in a state of undress. This was a softer, gentler kiss and Molly planted a kiss on his jaw before pulling back fully. There was no need for words between the two and Sherlock wrapped his arms around his wife before the two drifted off into sleep.

Hey there! I really hope you enjoyed this. I haven't really ventured into the 'Sherlock' world in a while so I apologize if I'm a bit off my game. I'm interested in hearing your requests and I look forward to hearing more from everyone. Oh and I'm not really sure if they let people sleep in with their spouses in hospitals but then again it's Sherlock so well. Read and Review!

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