These are the letters that John wrote to Sherlock during the time when he was 'dead'. He left the letters on his grave every week on a Wednesday, starting from one month after the Fall. Includes Johnlock, and these letters lead on to a fanfiction in story form rather than letters which I am currently working on. Mystrade included in such fanfiction. Rated M for later chapters.

"Draco Malfoy's got the hots for you." She bluntly stated. Green eyes widened, his mouth dropped open and he nearly fell out of his seat in surprise. "You can't be serious!" It all began with a devious mind, a cocky Irishman and the drop of a fork. Slash! DISCONTINUED

When Spencer Reid's high school reunion comes up, only Morgan can convince him to go. Reid knows he's going to end up regretting going or will he? Warning: Will eventually be Morgan/Reid slash so if you don't like don't read.

Another night out with a friend, but are his cries for help still not getting through? Originally started as a one-shot for Fortune Cookie Friday Prompt but has expanded. Each chapter has it's own prompts.

Reid is drunk. So very, very drunk.