To stop a blackmailer, Sherlock Holmes decides to enter unfamiliar territory. But not before practicing on John Watson.

Sherlock/OFC. A series of bizarre and dangerous police investigations force Sherlock to reconnect with someone from his past. Rated T for violence, disturbing images, language, drug use and sensuality.

An alleged mugging takes on puzzling dimensions that lead Sherlock to investigate a local theatre. When the mystery deepens, London's greatest detective suddenly disappears. Where is he? Can John and Lestrade solve the case on their own? Crossover.

Sherlock has very dangerous information, which very dangerous people want. They have Sherlock. Imprisoned, almost helpless, can Sherlock's brilliant mind overcome pain and terror, to keep the secret, and John, safe? Same title for chapters 1-3, rated T

AU/before Sherlock met John, he was working as a rentboy, and not having a particularly easy time of it. He turns to drug use in order to cope. Introducing OC Tommy.

Fact: Sherlock has feelings for John Watson. Fact: Those feelings are interfering with his work. Conclusion: John must go. Pre-Slash. Rated for mild language and scenes of torture later on.

An explosion. An ambulance ride. A detective in critical condition. An operation to take down the world's most dangerous criminal. A brother in the thick of things. And one messy situation. A Mycroft-centric AU ending to TGG. Warning: character death.

When Mycroft swore to look after his brother he never thought that perhaps one day he wouldn't have to do it alone. A story of brotherhood, friendship, hope, jealousy and the changing of the winds.

Another case: Single Homicide. Boring, right? But with strange clues piling up, coinciding with the appearance of the equally strange 'DI John Smith,' it seems that this case has more to it than meets the eye.

In Which There Will Be Much Rejoicing and Lots of Injuries. Sequel to "Stradivarius." You should really read that first. It's quite long, but don't worry. I'll wait. Not slash, which I don't think will diminish the adorable-ness.

Time seemed to slow when he fired the bullet. I'll admit I half expected him to do something incredibly clever to get us out of it. Now, this case has been left to me and nothing Moriarty, Irene Adler, or the bloody hounds do will stop me from solving it.