It was time to take baby girl Holmes home, mother and baby we're doing well. Sherlock dressed her in her going home outfit that Joan had picked out whilst Joan was getting ready herself, he placed the little baby into her car seat; carrying the car seat in one hand and holding Joan's hand with the other.

When they arrived home they all went upstairs to the nursery, Sherlock removing her from the car seat and placing her in the cot in the middle of the room just so she could have a little wiggle around. They both stood above the cot staring at the little creation they had made, Sherlock pulled Joan in for a hug. Joan pulled away as she needed to go to the toilet. Sherlock just stood staring at the beauty that was his daughter. Joan returned from the toilet but stood at the door as she heard Sherlock speaking.

"You think you know how much you can love another person and then you have a child. And then you realise you didn't know." Sherlock began, "You have no idea how much me and your mummy love you." He continued beginning to well up, "I'm so lucky I have you and mummy and I'm going to take care of the both of you for the rest of my life. You both mean the world to me and I would do anything for either of you." He said, placing his hand beside the baby's; the baby wrapped her hand around Sherlocks index finger. Joan was now crying stood at the door, she walked into the nursery standing beside Sherlock wrapping her arms around him.

"My little Olivia May Holmes, you have no idea how much me and daddy are going to treasure you." Joan added, her and Sherlock now in floods of tears just staring at the beauty of their daughter.