The Fates ran most of the day to day staff, allowing Sherlock to do most of the deals for mortals souls. He was the people person of the two of them. Supporting the mortals through tears and screams of fear, want and fright.

His name was still John Watson. It seemed the Fates was right that every incarnation would be John Watson through and through.

He was a dynamic child, vibrant and curious. He grew up to be an equally dynamic man. One who defended those weaker, less able. He rose above circumstance and worked hard to get into medical school, a good one. He wanted to help people.