Sherlock has devised a new method of interrogation, one specifically designed to work on Molly Hooper. (You've guessed it, this is yet another TFP fix.)

"You're my friend, you're my daughter's godmother, and you deserve to know the truth. Let me tell you the truth, please." Post TFP.

Loki has every intention of watching Asgard burn. He will be free when Odin sees he has "let love into his heart." So? He'll just use someone until he is free. But what happens when the small slave girl starts to melt his icy heart? What if he just needs someone to be there for him, to tell him he's not a monster? And what if she just needs someone to show her kindness for once?

Laurie didn't go to London. Instead, he stayed in Concord, helping the March family through Beth's illness. He never told anyone he'd not had scarlet fever. When Beth recovers, Laurie falls ill and Jo rushes home to help her boy. Old feelings resurface. Could there be something more than friendship between them? Is Jo too late?

"I can fix that." A very long Sherlolly one-shot spanning the series so far, inspired by the sweet and surprisingly profound love between Sam and Kate in Louis Sachar's 'Holes'. Has a happier ending then the relationship in the book/movie, because I'm not very good at unhappy endings. Plus – I just don't like unhappy endings.

Charles Darney wakes up on his way home and recalls the events that led him there.

Paying a visit to Jo, Nan sees something new. Set some years after Jo's Boys. Written for Cathalin, for Yuletide 2011.

Jo uses her written talent to fix things with Laurie.

After Beth's passing, Jo and Laurie do their best to mend their friendship and, perhaps, finally become something more.

Just a little oneshot about Jo and Laurie,the way we wanted them to be...-my first story,so please be kind !

Takes place the day Jo rejects Laurie, but puts a stop to the madness before it begins. Jo realizes what she will lose if she lets him go.

An alternate ending to A Tale of Two Cities, beginning with an unlikely bit of Deus Ex Machina on the behalf of Mr. Sydney Carton. Written in my best imitation of Dickens.