Mrs. Hudson is attacked. Sherlock is a suspect. As he sits in the cell, paralyzed with fear and regret, he remembers how Mrs. Hudson helped him through the horrors of his childhood. As he struggles through the agony of her injuries, Sherlock must reconcile a past that he couldn't have survived without the landlady who was more of a mother than his own.

"Sherlock, who's...who's this?" "Well..She's my daughter." A strange little girl shows up on Baker Street. And she needs help. Based off Moffat's "The Doctors Daughter."

Ever since he was a child, Sherlock has been unable to stay agitated or tense when his hair is being petted. Though he has done his best to hide this irritating quirk of his, it is only a matter of time before somebody finds out. Fluffy oneshot based on two prompts from the kinkmeme.