You had been adopted a couple months ago by Dr John Watson and Consulting Detective Sherlock Holmes. They never planned on adopting together, they didn’t want any kids at first. But they met you, found out you were an orphan - Sherlock deduced it about you - and adopted you the next day.

You came home from school one day, covered in bruises from your bullies. John cleaned up your cuts while Sherlock paced around 221B Baker Street, trying to figure out how he missed the signs.