I'm back! I'm going to try and stick with this story! I'm almost positive that this will stay rated T. I am also writing on my iPod now because my computer has so many viruses.

Also, I would like to thank my wonderful beta hungergameslover04, she is just fixing my stupid grammar mistakes though because she has never really watched either show, but she is also my friend in the non-internet world.

One last thing, I am American! I'm not going to try and change all the wording and stuff so if you don't like that, I'm sorry.

Anyways, on with the story!

Rachel Berry was not who she appeared to be, her name wasn't Rachel Berry either; her name was Rachel Watson-Holmes, daughter of John and Sherlock Watson-Holmes.

She was, at the moment, living with relatives. She was not Jewish, and she certainly was not as opaque as she seemed to be. She could deduce any person in the Glee Club, a trait she acquired from her father.

She was living with her third cousins in Lima, Ohio U.S, because after being kidnapped by a serial killer, her Papa felt as if she would be safer in America. So she dropped her accent, found herself a new identity, and started attending William McKinley High School in Lima, Ohio.

Of course she visited her parents every school break she had, and spent as much time on Skype as she could.

She was not "spoiled in the arts" but she did, however, begin reading at the age of 3, and doing complex math problems at the age of 4. She was also a very gifted violin player, her singing abilities were spectacular, a talent neither of her parents were graced with.

Her biological mother (and also Aunt Harriet) could not carry any tune at all, her biological father (Sherlock Holmes) could sing a few notes but never did, he focused his musical talents to his violin.

Rachel was going to be a star, no matter what, her Daddy was hoping she would choose a more practical life choice like a Consulting Detective, or even forensic science. Her Papa on the other hand wanted her to chase her dreams and follow her heart. Another reason he chose America for her to move, she wanted to be on Broadway.

As Rachel walked into Glee Club that day, she overheard one Sam Evans talking about Sherlock Holmes: Consulting Detective, and how amazing he was. It was very obvious his talent for deduction or even the way he managed to successfully stay hidden during the three years after "The Fall" was absolutely brilliant.

Rachel couldn't help but smile at the way Sam explained her father.

"He is a genius! He could tell your life story by the way you carry yourself," Sam exclaimed, with an excitement that resembled a child's.

Rachel didn't notice but, she was silently nodding to everything Sam was saying.

"Have you heard of him, Rachel?" Sam asked, noticing her slight nod.

Rachel bit back her sarcastic remark about how obvious it was that Sherlock Holmes was her father. This was something she had been doing for years. She then gave a terse nod, signifying a yes.

Sam continued singing the praises of her father and she couldn't help but feel cheated. Some of the things he was saying were most definitely not true, such as, "He was the only person who could deduce the entire room of people." Rachel could do that, it was quite simple. Sam was living a motel room, seeing as the key card was sticking out of his wallet, quite obviously, and he has a little sister judging by the small amounts of glitter on his face. Also, judging by the large amounts of mud on his backside and his knees, he plays football in those jeans quite frequently, but the school football team has practice pants, so he must have someone to play with at home. But, having a teenage son, it seems unlikely his father is young enough play with him without hurting himself. This indicated he has a brother, more than likely, younger.

It seemed obvious that Sam didn't know her father was married or even that he had a daughter. Rachel couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if her secret was out.