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Sherlock hummed a made up tune. His fingers tapped together as though it were a dance, his brilliant blue eyes darting back and forth across the room. He looked at the clock again. It has been half a minute since he last checked it. He hummed again, not quite aware of the pace in which his fingers tapped together. A sigh of relief escaped him. John had come home. "Lets have a baby." John dropped the tea cup he had been holding. "Excuse me – wh – what was that?" "A baby, John." Sherlock hissed in his best 'don't be an idiot' voice. "Let's have a baby!" "Sherlock – why would we – we, by the way – yes, two men –