Hello Everyone! So this is my first fanfiction on this site! I want you all to know that I'm American. I don't know a lot of British slang, so I'm going to use the terms I know. If you know some British slang I could use in future chapters that would be great!

Disclaimer: I will never own Sherlock. I only own my OC.

A young half asian woman unlocked the door to her small apartment with one hand as the other carried a bag of groceries in the other. She sighed tiredly as she kicked her heels off her sore feet. A double shift of waitressing was really biting her in the ass as she trudged into the kitchen. She plopped the large paper bag onto the counter, and rubbed her stiff shoulder. Her ears suddenly perked up at a soft creaking sound from one of the bedrooms. 'Sean's staying at the university to help a few students... No one's suppose to be home...' She fished out her phone from her back pocket, and dialed the police. "Yes? Hello? My name is Alison Wan, and...I think there is an intruder in my apartment... Please send someone over..." She gave the man on the other end her address, then hung up. She heard another creak. Her mantis green eyes scanned the kitchen, and landed on the knife set. She pulled out a large knife, and slowly made her way to the source of the sound. Her arm raised above her head as she approached her, and Sean's room.

Her free hand gripped the doorknob, and took a few deep breaths. She pushed the door open hard, making it slam against the wall violently. Everything froze around Alison. A loud gasp... A loud female gasp ripped through the air. Alison's eyes widened, and her arm dropped to her side. "Ali..." Sean mumbled as he quickly pulled away from the girl. Alison clenched her teeth, and turned on her heel. "Ali! Wait!" She heard Sean shout after her. Tears prickled her eyes as she heard his heavy footsteps run after her. His sweaty fingertips grazed her neck. "Ali. Babe. Wait a second." He said breathlessly.

Alison growled, and turned around. She slashed the knife at him making a cut under his collar bone. "Wait a second?" She spat. She pointed the knife at him. "You were suppose to be staying after school to help your students." She laughed bitterly. "Wasn't the kind of help I was thinking of." She took a step away from him. "How many times is this, Sean? I lost count after twenty." Alison scowled as Sean opened his mouth to speak. Alison rushed towards him with the knife under his chin. "How many times have I walked in on you with another woman? How many times have you lied to me?!" She screamed. Tears flowed endlessly down her cheeks. She sucked in a shaky breath, and threw the knife onto the ground. "Too much..." She whispered. Her body trembling, and she sniffled. "...Too much for a thousand lifetimes..." She stumbled towards the door, and put her head in her hands. "I'm done." She mumbled. She slowly raised her head to meet Sean's shocked expression.

"W-What?" He managed to stutter out.

Alison glared up at him. "I. AM. DONE." She screamed. She slipped on her heels, and stormed out of the door.

Alison barely found her way to her mother's house. She was a mess. Her makeup ran down her face, and her eyes were puffy and red. She rang the doorbell, and sniffled. The door opened, and she was quickly invited inside by a worker. A tall asian woman sat behind her desk. She raised her head at the sound of footsteps. Her heart shattered at the sight of her daughter. The woman hurried to Alison, and pulled her into a hug. "Oh my little lotus. I was informed by one of our messengers. I swear that fool will pay for what he's done to you!" She yelled angrily.

Alison shook her head in the hug, and pulled back a little. "No. Nothing will be gained from that..." She sighed, and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. "I... I just want to get away from here..." She sniffled again. She hesitated before looking her mother in the eye, and sniffled again. "I was told... by Andrew that he's not really my brother... and you're not my real mother..." She unconsciously started to twist a ring on her finger slowly. "Is it true... Chunhua?" She asked using her mother's first name.

Shock spread across Chunhua's face. She sighed softly, and lowered her gaze. She nodded slowly. "My lotus... I don't think I have the right to tell you about your past. Your mother would've wanted you to learn on your own." Chunhua let go of Alison, and walked over to a small drawer in the corner of the living room. She opened the top drawer, and removed a false bottom. Under were stacks of money in different currencies. Chunhua carefully grabbed Alison's purse, and started to pack wads of money. "Your family and I were waiting for the moment you learn you aren't really my daughter... So we saved up this money. This is only part of it. The rest is in a banking account... under the name Dragonetti... That was your... real mother's maiden name..." Chunhua paused, and a small smile. "Your mother and I were very close... Sisters basically..." She mumbled to herself. She glanced at Alison, and shook her head. "Here. This should be enough for you to start a new life..." She slipped the purse onto her shoulder. "You'll find your answers in London." She placed a slip of paper in Alison's hand, and held it tight. "This is your account. Little lotus, I hope you can forgive me for not telling the tru-" Chunhua was quickly cut off by a gentle hug.

Alison squeezed Chunhua tightly. "Thank you so much, mother. I love you."

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