"I... I don't get it." You fiddled with the box. Benedict moved closer to you, holding your hands.

"Yesterday... You were drunk. And you said the exact words from Sherlock about pregnancy..." You took a deep breath wanting to say something, but Benedict spoke instead. "Hey... It's all right, it's your choice whether you would like a child between us, since we will now be together for life." He planted a kiss on your palm, you simpered slightly.

"I will do this... test." You sighed, getting up and making your way I to the bathroom.

After ten precious minutes, you had found out what it was and Benedict knocked on the door, worried.

"[Y\N], is everything all right in there?" You heard him and thought it was time to break the news to him. Opening the door, you held the test in your hand and handed it to him.

Benedict face turned from worried to a big, fat smile on his face.

"You're going to be a father!" You blurted out, tears forming in your eyes. Benedict giggled wrapping his arms around you.

"You're going to be a mother." He cupped your face in his hands. "Are you absolutely sure about this?" You smiled slightly, nodding.

"I am... I am dear Benedict." He smiled once again and he hugged you even tighter, but your head dropped. What were you going to tell your parents? Benedict knew that something was on your mind.

"Hey, what's up?" You sighed, Benedict walking you over to the bed and you both sat down.

"What... will we tell our parents?" Benedict frowned.

"Listen, everything will be fine. Don't stress please. This baby, our baby will be okay. I will take care of you both." He smiled, which made you smile also.

"Okay, I trust you, my fiancee." He grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder. "Hey, let me down! Hey!" You kicked and squealed, Benedict also laughing and he sat you down on the sofa, bringing you a plate of food. "What's this?"

"Oh. I read that when woman are pregnant, they get cravings. Let us see what this baby loves." You lifted an eyebrow at him.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"Well... I am hungry right now." Your stomach rumbled and you clenched your muscles.

You saw the food, reaching for an apple, which was your favourite fruit. Once you took the first bite, you couldn't stop munching and devoured the apple whole. Even the stalk and seeds, which was surprising. Once you gulped down the last bite, Benedict looked at you, smiling.

"I guess we have found it. Wow. An apple, nice choice."

"I love apples."

"I guess it takes after it's mother!" You laughed, Benedict leaning back onto the sofa and pulled you into him. He stroked your hair, speaking. "We will have to organise a date for the wedding. Oh and erm, I have a proposition." You looked at him.

"Yes?"

"Would you like to... move in with me? Start afresh?" You grinned.

"Of course!" Planting a kiss on his cheek, you cuddled him.

Now you had to tell your parents everything, which was going to be very interesting...

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