Eel. 23 year old SAS soldier in D Unit, training at Brecon Beacons with the occasional nightmare or flashback, hiding some dangerous secrets. Alex. Teenage spy, mental institute escapee, homeless, broken child, with little left to live for and a past of desperation. When the two become one person, it's up to his SAS friends to work out which is the facade... Now complete!

John Watson is a respectable medical student in his early twenties. He has a nice flat, a good job... and he's best friends with a drug-addicted teenage street rat by the name of Sherlock Holmes. AU in which our heroes met many years earlier.

... and John sort of joins the Avengers. While Coulson's recovering from being stabbed in the chest by a magical spear, Fury is rapidly running out of Agents willing to play babysitter for the newly founded Avengers. So he calls in Captain John Watson, late of the British Royal Army, and blogger and best friend to the infamously antisocial presumably deceased Sherlock Holmes.

Alex has been on autopilot ever since Sabina's death. Sent to Brecon Beacons after being declared a possible suicide risk, the soldiers are none too happy. They still think he's a joke, until he attempts once again. They see the scars, and realise that it's not funny anymore.

For Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, the odds are far from in their favour. The 74th Hunger Games will change their lives in every way- if either of them make it out alive.

Or, "Five Times Sherlock Nearly Died, and One Time He Really Did." Rated T for language, and possibly graphic injuries. Sherlock whump. No slash. WARNING: Character death in final chapter!

When Sherlock, John, Donovan and Anderson find themselves locked in a small confined room, Sherlock's severe claustrophobia is exposed, revealing more about the detective than the three ever could have expected. Family secrets, Hurt/Comfort and hopefully major Angst. Warning - child abuse references; I teared up while writing it. Now Complete.

"Sherlock, I can't have been out more than an hour – how on earth have you managed to procure half a dozen kittens in that space of time?"

Sherlock is badly hurt. And alone. And incapacitated.

Sherlock passes out. John muses on the reasons why. Containing an absorbing case, two bags of shopping, and a few apples.