Baby Blues
Part 16by Mary Christmas (unicorn_76010 at lycos.com)
2/11/03
Chapter 15
Lestrade smiled to herself as she sat comfortably on her couch.
For the first time in weeks she felt completely relaxed, and -- she
had to admit -- it was because of Holmes. Usually just the thought
of the detective brought up disconcerting and conflicting
emotions that she had to repress, so she was rather -- pleasantly I
might add -- surprised.
In fact, the whole day from the moment he had arrived, had been
full of surprises. There had been the impromptu snowball fight in
the park, and then they had had a picnic. After that, they had
gone to the holocade, where Lestrade actually beat Holmes in the
"Police Cruiser of Death" game (which she absolutely refused to
admit was made because of her own driving skills, despite much
ribbing from Holmes). And now, here she was, relaxing while
Holmes made some hot chocolate and whatever else his brilliant
mind could think of. No, things couldn’t get any stranger...or more
wonderful...than this.
"Enjoyed yourself, did you?" Holmes asked, as if reading her
mind.
Lestrade jumped, having not noticed him come from the kitchen,
lost in her thoughts as she was. He stood just inside the doorway,
holding a tray with two steaming mugs and two plates of
sandwiches.
"Yep," Lestrade agreed, "Now let me have some of that
chocolate. I’ve been craving it."
Holmes chuckled and presented the tray to her with a flourish.
She was amazed that he didn’t spill a drop, and then decided that
he must have practiced serving along with everything else he had
taught himself.
She decided not to take offense at his laughing at her,
considering she had meant for her comment to be amusing.
He sat beside her, and they drank in companionable silence.
After some time, Lestrade felt the strangest sensation in her
stomach, and she didn’t think it was from the heat of the drink.
She frowned slightly, concentrating. There it was again! A silly
smile crossed her face and she pressed her hand protectively over
her belly.
"What is it?" Holmes asked in concern.
Without thinking, Lestrade grabbed his hand and pressed it to
her belly in the same spot, the silly grin still plastered over
her face. A few seconds later and it was reciprocated on Holmes’
face, and the two sat there and grinned at each other.
TO BE CONTINUED
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