Modern AU. Matthew and Mary encounter each other at a high-profile event, mere days after their relationship changed irrevocably. I don't want to give too much away! Now a multi-chapter fic. Rated M to be safe.

Evelyn Napier has never considered himself to be a vain man. All he wanted in life was to love and be loved in return. Of course, of all the women in the world he could have chosen to love, he had to choose the one that was least likely to ever fall in love with him.

This story starts the night after Lavinia's funeral. Mary discovers that, contrary to what she always had imagined, she is not a lost cause. All she has to do is looking beyond the walls of Downton and discovering that, indeed, she and Richard make a good team, in difficult times and in happy moments as well. In this AU, Christmas Special never happens.

October, 1929. Sir Richard and Mary have been married for ten years and have two children, but after the Wall St Crash are forced to return to England, to Downton and to Matthew Crawley. M/M

"I'm not as sad as I should be. That's what makes me sad." The Titanic sinks, Patrick dies, and Mary attends a ball-where she meets a man who makes his living on scandal but doesn't find her behaviour scandalous at all. AU from Series 1

Seconds, American relatives, and plenty of Prohibition drinking – Mary and Richard honeymoon in America, and Richard turns their adventures into a column for his paper.

A twist of fate means Patrick never sailed on the Titanic. The same night they become engaged sees Mary meet a handsome blond stranger who is undeniably beneath her. Will Mary go through with her wedding or are some loves just meant to be?

Sequel to 'Haxby in the Afternoon.' Mary and Richard arrive in London, but with the Crawleys hot on their heels and their own plans uncertain, is the future as bright as it seems?

After several sleepless nights, Mary returns to Haxby one last time to find Richard and clear the air. They explore the empty mansion, revisiting the rights and wrongs of the past while speculating about a future that never was… and perhaps discovering a new way forward.