A/N: Oh God please don't kill me.
I know I haven't updated in a while, and I know I suck. To be honest, I don't even usually come on here anymore. I haven't forgotten, but it's just been a weird/hard couple of months. I won't bore you with details, but I'll just say that best friends aren't always friends and it's the unexpected people that help you when you fall.
Anyway to the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock.
*MILD SPOILERS FOR THE SIGN OF THREE*
So, a girl? -SH
Yep, we're thinking about a name. -JW
For what? -SH
The name. -JW
Oh. How about Shirley? That's a pretty name I always thought it was a pretty name. -SH
Willow? Willa? Scotti? Scottia? -SH
No, Sherlock. -JW
Fine, whatever. -SH
We've decided on a name. -JW
Her name is Locke. Mary thought it was lovely. And it's after you so... -JW
Oh God did you freeze again? -JW
Do I need to go over there? -JW
No, no I'm here. -SH
Good. You okay? -JW
Yeah, just... -SH
Thank you. -SH
Would it really have been any other way? -JW
Not a really good name though, is it? Locke Watson? Middle name? -SH
Uh, Locke Harriet Watson. -JW
Oh my god, John, that's absolutely horrid! Think of poor Locke! -SH
We could always just name her Rachel Harriet Watson. -JW
No, no, Locke is good. -SH
Thought so. -JW
A/N: Feel free to be angry with me, I am angry with me to. I really am very sorry and you guys (If any of you still read this) have no obligation to forgive me. I've posted this chapter, but I cannot guarantee another in the near future.
Hopefully, there will be. I'm not saying there will, I'm just saying hopefully. I'm having personal issues I'm not going to discuss, and I know this is not an excuse and that I have you lovely people depending on me for another chapter and I let you down completely.
Thank you for reading this, whomever you may be. And this is not the last chapter, but it may be for a while.
Again, I apologize for the hiatus.