Only a few months after they were married, Sherlock and Molly had decided to try for a baby. More months passed until, finally, Molly found out she was carrying a little Holmes. She wasn't sure if Sherlock had been able to deduce it, but decided to attempt to surprise him.

"Molly, I think we should definitely continue our lovemaking right now," he told her when he came home the next morning from a case, kissing her firmly on the lips. Okay, so maybe he hasn't deduced it yet, she smiled to herself.

"I think you should at least have a cup of coffee first," she told him, handing him a new mug she had bought for him that said 'good morning, handsome.' He smirked at her before sitting down beside her to drink his coffee; black, two sugars, just the way he likes it.

Molly watched as his brows furrowed. Sherlock noticed lettering at the bottom of the cup as he became close to finishing it. He noticed his wife biting her lip in anticipation. Once it was all drank, the message at the bottom was revealed: 'you're going to be a daddy.' She stood then and Sherlock moved to the floor onto his knees, his hands caressing her waist.

"You're pregnant?" he asked, his voice thick with emotion.

"I am," she smiled, smoothing her fingers through his curls. She continued to do so as he pressed kisses to her belly, nuzzling it with his nose every now and then, murmuring I love yous against her skin. They spent years jumping in and out of each other's lives, but now they were in marital bliss with a baby on the way; a family of their own, finally. Could it be fate? Destiny? Perhaps, it was nothing but serendipity.

Author's Note: sorry it took so long for such a short epilogue...this past week has been crazy lol! I hope y'all enjoyed my story!