August the 13th, 2009
Margarita McRender held her hand in front of the door, torn as to whether she should knock or not. It was then, that it swung open, and Sherrinford was standing there. "Oh Mags!" He said, surprised.
"Hey..." Maggie smiled slowly, obviously hesitant.
"You alright?" Sherrinford asked, pulling on a checked shirt over his T-Shirt. The morning was chilly, and one layer was not sufficient.
Margarita gave a quick nod, an unsure smile on her face. "Yes, I'm...fine."
His eyebrows came down. "No you're not, what is it?"
She ran her fingers through her hair. "I hope you're not going to be angry..."
Sherrinford's face froze for a mere second, as if sensing what she was about to say.
"I'm pregnant, Sherrinford."
Sherrinford said nothing, both hands raising to his head. "I'm a father!?"
"Yes...You are a father." She said in a hushed voice. "You're not angry?"
"No, no! Of course I'm not..." he trailed off. "Moriarty must never know, Maggie, never."
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