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Sherlock and Mycroft never imagined that they wait in front of a maternity ward to waiting for their new family member to arrive in the world but there they were. Sherlock already besotted with the thought of being a father and so was Mycroft with the prospective of becoming an uncle. They laughed when Mycroft jr (Sherlock son) became bored and asked his uncle and father about the time he was born and why he never saw him until he was 9 years old. He started doubting whether his father loved him or not. With tears sweaming in his eyes he questioned Sherlock and looked for answers longingly looking into his eyes.
Mycroft told his nephew that after his sister is born and their mother ok both him and Sherlock will tell him the reason and everything else. Jr huffed and sulked but waited and like true Holmes started playing game of deducing the people there. It took almost three more hours but Molly gave birth to beautiful baby girl. All three Holmes were smitten by her and forn what Molly could guess all three will be wrapped by her pinkie.
Jr promised his mother to be a good boy while she and the little princess were at the hospital. He kissed both his mother and sister and went with Sherlock and Mycroft.
At Mycroft's mansion he changed into his pyjama and asked to tell him the reason now. Never being hesitated of the truth the brothers begin the story