Nathaniel's origins, corruption and redemption: a poem. He's as layered and tear-inducing as an onion, as well as being one of the most well-written and fascinating characters out there - how could I resist? Contains a major spoiler for 'Ptolemy's Gate'.

The TARDIS drifts, and Stormcage Prison is, for now, quiet. The Doctor, Amy, Rory and River lie dreaming. In the blurs and blends of memories, fears and hopes that make up their nighttime wanderings, we see their overlaps and differences, their secrets and feelings they have but almost never articulate. They love each other, but will they ever leap the ravines between them?

Sherlock awakes one morning to discover that he has acquired a psychosomatic limp. How does a self-proclaimed sociopath end up with emotions so out of control they manifest themselves in physical pain? And how does Sherlock truly feel about John?