Irene was listening in. She managed to plant a device in the браунстоун, коричневый камень, коричневого while they were out to ужин with Joan's parents. She couldn't believe it, Sherlock could be a father. He always сказал(-а) to her that kids would be a burden to him, especially with his work. She understood that but would Joan?.

'Your pregnant?.'
'I don't know. I haven't checked it yet.' Sherlock moved his hands to her tummy. He couldn't believe it, a baby could be in there. His baby. Joan placed her hands on his. 'I'm so nervous.'
'Your not the only one.' Joan looked down at her tummy.
'But i'm also..excited. I shouldn't be getting my hopes up.' She looked at the clock. 'It's ready.' She took Sherlock's hand and led him upstairs, they were both so nervous. They went through their bedroom and into the en-suit, the test was on the sink counter top. Joan looked at Sherlock, who gave her a smile of encouragement. She took a deep breathe and picked up the stick. 'It's..positive.' Sherlock looked at her, shocked.
'What?.'
'It's positive.'
'We're..having a baby?.'
'We're having a baby!.' Sherlock picked her up and spun her round. They held each other for a while, they couldn't believe it.

Irene took her headphones off and threw them onto the table, not because she was angry about what she just heard but because Moriarty would use this to his advantage. She had to do something.
'You alright sweetheart?.'
'Don't call me that.'
'Any news?.'
'Nothing yet.' Moriarty went over and played back the tape.
'We're..having a baby?.'
'We're having a baby!.'
'Nothing? Ты call this nothing?.'
'It didn't seem important.' He grabbed her face.
'From now on Ты will tell me everything Ты hear, got it?' He let go of her and walked out of the room. She had to warn them somehow.

Joan kept on looking at the test, she couldn't believe it. Her and Sherlock were going to be parents.
'You still looking at it?.' Sherlock handed her a cup of tea.
'I still can't believe it.' He sat Далее to her. 'I'm..gonna be a mom...Which reminds me, when are we going to tell my parents?.'
' I think we should wait just in case there's...Complications.'
'What kind of complications?.' Joan looked at him confused.
'You could..still..Lose it.'
'So let me gets this straight, since we found out about this I've been thinking about all the positives of becoming a mom and all you've thought about is 'complication?.' She put her чай down and got up from the couch. She started to pace. 'Do Ты even want this baby? Be honest with me.'
'Of course i do.'
'Really? Cause it seems like Ты don't.' He got up and took her hands.
'I do. I can't help but think like that because i'm use to thinking of negatives rather positives.' Joan understood what he was saying.
'I'm sorry. I shouldn't have сказал(-а) that.' She hugged him.
'It's alright.' She hugged him a little bit tighter, like she was hanging on for dear life. Then there was a knock at the door. 'I'll get it.' She went into the кухня while he answered the door, When he opened it Irene was standing in front of him. 'What are Ты doing here?.' He stepped outside and shut the door so Joan couldn't hear them.
'Hello to Ты too.'
'I thought Ты agreed to stay away from us.'
'I know i did but there's something Ты should know.'
'What?.' She took something out of her pocket.
'This is a listening device, Moriarty has planted them in your home.' Sherlock took it from her hand.
'How do Ты know?.'
'I've been keeping tabs on him. He knows about Ты and Joan.'
'He knows about the baby?.' She nodded. 'Why are Ты telling me this?.'
'I may have worked for him, but i still care about you. I don't know his exact plan but it will involve that baby.'
'So what do Ты suggest?.'
'Get rid off it.'
'Are really suggesting that?.'
'Look either Ты get rid off it или Moriarty will probably do it for you.' Sherlock shook his head at her.
'This..this is sick. Ты are asking, practically telling, me to convince Joan to abort our baby. How dare you.' He was about to go in when she grabbed his arm, She leaned up and kissed him.
'I'm sorry.' She left. He stood there for a moment then went back in.
'Who was at the door?.'
'An informant.'

After that , Irene went back. Moriarty was out so she took out a bag and packed some of her stuff. She was getting out of there tonight. She packed some of her clothes and her keep sake box, she never told anyone about it not even Sherlock. She would sneak out tonight when Moriarty went out for his meeting.

Sherlock never told Joan about Irene's visit, he had other things on his mind. He went upstairs and took out the ring, he had to ask her soon. He placed it back in the drawer and sat on the bed, thinking about what he would say. All he knew was that if she сказал(-а) yes, he would die a happy man.