Mycroft Holmes

Mycroft had been a busy man all his life. He hadn't even thought about family or children, because what kind of family could he have if he was always at work. So he didn't even think about it; his life was perfectly fine. Until one day, he saw a child with his parents, and his heart was struck with an unpleasant pang of loneliness. So he took a child from an orphanage, a boy. Two years old.