Many might criticize the methods of Sherlock's information gathering tendencies but non can argue the results. Sherlock's network is vast, and there is very little that escapes the detective's attentions. Sherlock always his ears open to the dark sinister plots of the rats within the city's undertones. One day, Sherlock hears the whispers of a name belonging to someone he had told was dead. Someone who Sherlock cared about. That someone was family. The name sends Sherlock reeling from shock and pain because everything he had been told he knows now is a lie. /Stanford Howard Holmes./ You see.... Stanford had been missing for over a decade. Stanford's disappearance was shrouded in mystery, and it happened when Sherlock was but a young boy. But Sherlock never forgot, and he never forgave the involvement of a very particular government entity. Reeling with the news, Sherlock confronts Mycroft. Mycroft urges.... no /begs/ Sherlock not to dive into the issue. But Sherlock's desires for answers is insationable. He will not rest before he has his beloved brother back. The pursuit becomes an obsession. And with his obsession, Sherlock is willing to do /anything./ ...Even if it means consulting the devil himself. And with any deal with a devil, you never know what you will receive. Its been over 15 years... therefor, its not guaranteed that Stanford is the person Sherlock thinks he knows. Sherlock knows one thing for certain... /Nothing will ever be the same again..../All Rights Reserved