A-Z one-shots of hurt/comfort stories between Sherlock and John. Perhaps Sherlock doesn't realise just how much he needs John. Or vice versa, for that matter. They are always there for each other, though of course, their friendship isn't without its obstacles and difficulties.

When John has a nightmare Sherlock is left unsure how to help

The case Lestrade sent him was obvious; truly not worth Sherlock Holmes getting dressed. The case of the 'Silent Flatmate' was trickier to solve. Need more data.

"John!" His arms were chained above his head, tape over his mouth, his undershirt drenched in sweat and blood, naked from the waist down, trembling. "John, please, wake up!" "No! No more! SHERLOCK, HELP ME!" JOHNLOCK M for violence and language.

A collection of short drabbles. Kind of... explains itself really :3

In which John and Sherlock share a coat.

Happy Valentine's Day! Pure. FLUFF.

When returning home late from Bart's, John is attacked. Now he must struggle to remain conscious long enough to find help, if only he could remember how. First published fic. Please R & R.

As John recovers from the effects of a brutal kidnapping, he and Sherlock attend the Yarders' Christmas Party. There are... 'developments' on the dance floor... Slash. Now with PODFIC!

John comes home after a hard day. Platonic but can be read as slash. Gift for a dear friend mine.

He saw the gun dip. There was another little twitch of Moriarty's lips, as if he did not believe Sherlock would do it. But he did. Whump.

Sherlock ponders the myth that doctors have no business holding a pen. John twists his knee.

Roommates are curious things. Curious in the way that no-one ever really wants one initially, and yet they always have this knack of sticking around. And sometimes, they work their way into your life until you can't imagine it without them - John/Sherlock