Sherlock Holmes wasn't someone who liked children. He never planned to have children, but one day someone decided to leave him one at his doorstep, and this day changed his life forever.
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Sherlock was quite bored and was hoping that Lestrade would call him with an interesting case for him. He lounged around the house looking for something to do. He had already read his website for cases, they were all boring. Mrs. Hudson was out and Sherlock couldn't bother to get up and make himself a cup of tea. As 'busy' as he was he refused to take a case Mycroft had offered him, it WAS NOT sibling rivalry, Sherlock insisted that he just simply wasn't interested, Mycroft wasn't fooled.
And so that is how Sherlock's day went until suddenly his doorbell rang, waking him from a light sleep. Sherlock scrambled up quickly and raced to the door and opened it.
"Yes?" He asked looking at the man standing outside of the door.
"Mr. Holmes?" The man questioned.
"I am he, what do you want, you're surely not here for a case..." Sherlock spoke.
"N-no. I have something for you. A child and a message..." He said.
"A child? A human baby child..." Sherlock muttered "Read the message!" He added.
"Uhh... Yes sir, it says 'He's yours I don't have the time or money to take care of him. Stacy' "The man said."Who's Stacy?" He asked.
"I don't know." Sherlock answered trying to think of who it could have been.
"Well...Here's the note...with the baby. I'll be going!" The man said and he took off.
"Wait! Take it with you!" Sherlock called after him.
The man didn't stop, he left quickly ignoring Sherlock.
Sherlock looked down at the floor and there was a baby in a car seat starting up at him expectantly. Sherlock started back at him. The baby was quite small, he had sandy blonde hair and eyes that were bright with happiness, and they were the same color as Sherlock's. Sherlock picked up the carrier and set the baby down next to the bookshelf. He slowly backed away and sat on the couch staring in the baby's direction.