Marriage is for life, not just for Valentine's Day – unless they both amount to the same thing… Meanwhile, we need to talk about Freddie... The latest episode in my Sherlolly Saga, a sequel to 'Fatal Breath' and 'Holmes for Christmas'. Rated T. *Contains scenes that some people may find upsetting.* Cover image by elbafo, not only a brilliant writer but also the Photoshop Queen!

Sherlock John and Mary are on their way to pick Molly up and take her to dinner. The trio does not expect to overhear a short conversation between Molly and her ex-fiance. Sherlock deems it time to give Molly a helping hand, both may discover that love does not always get the fairy-tale ending, but understanding and respect can give love as many chances as it needs.

Molly and Sherlock find themselves locked in a government interrogation room and forced to 'work' out their differences. Fun part... Mycroft, Greg, Anthea, John and Mary are all on the other side of a two way mirror watching the whole thing. Come on, let's see how this goes! Rating for a bit of language. -one shot-

This is the 4th and final installment in my Evergreen series. If you haven't read the others I suggest you do. We have, fluff, smut, and overall Sherlolly goodness... the other titles in the series are listed within. Enjoy. Thanks.

Sherlock and Molly are at the ultrasound for their first child. But just exactly how long have they been together? Fluffy one shot, written as a birthday fic.

Story #3 in my little series... He did it... Dear Jim is dearly departed. Now he's headed to his parent's cottage to speak to Molly, he's got a very clear plan... let's see how that works out for him. Rating for a bit of language.

This is a little follow up to Hide Your Love Away. Sherlock's hunting Moriarty and hasn't seen Molly since that day in his mother's garden. Story #2 in a little series, each titled after a favorite song of mine.

Molly may be the tipsy one, but Sherlock's the one who can't keep his mouth shut. A prompt fill for mollymatterrs on Tumblr.

"He sees it in the wistful glances at small children on the street, and in the way she deviates from her usual trek throughout the hospital in favor of routes that pass the maternity ward."