Hudson Holmes was your boyfriend. He worked as a detective, and he was well known for his wit and ability to solve any case he was assigned to.

You, yourself, used to be part of a secret FBI organization and worked under his father once and successfully solved a murder case. Sherlock Holmes, his father, used to be the best detective of the city who never revealed anything about himself. He went by the alias of S. He didn't reveal his face or real name. You resigned after you entered your relationship with Hudson. He later retired and passed down his position to his son, Hudson.

Currently, there was an investigation on a murder that happened recently. He had been working late hours to get more information.

He arrived home late yet again, feeling exhausted. As he walked through the door, calling softly as he took off his hat and coat

"Sweetie, I'm home.."

His eyes fell on you, on the couch asleep. It seemed like you had been waiting for him. His eyes visibly softened at the sight of you, losing its usual coldness and indifference