"Phryne was in deep bliss. All these things had become essential to her, from the most passionate embrace to the easy domestic scenes she would have cringed at just months before. They'd barely spent a night apart. The only problem was, if she didn't get some sleep soon, she was going to kill him." A silly story about the realities of sharing a bed. Not related to any AU.

They are changing, changing, changing. Though it's difficult to notice when one is not a telescope.

Six months after leaving for England, Phryne returns, determined to ignore the man who never came after her. But on her arrival she finds a very different Melbourne, one rocked by abduction, murder and a failed police investigation. Determined to find out the truth, Phryne embarks on her biggest challenge yet: bringing Jack Robinson back from the abyss. Set after 3x08

Smoothing her windblown bob as best she could, Phryne Fisher entered the lobby of the Savoy and paused to exhale. (Takes place after 3x08)

Phryne lives up to her threat and puts Jack on the couch - finding more than she'd bargained for.

What if... Aunt Prudence had not interrupted that fateful moment. An exploration of Jack and Phryne's relationship. Warning: absolutely M-rated!

Phryne is receiving death threats and Jack does what it takes to keep her safe.

Jack Robinson has gone missing and Phryne has to come to terms with the fact that she doesn't know Jack as well as she wants to...or she needs to. So what else would Phryne Fisher do but follow him?

When the Fisher Clan packs up to join the Robinsons for their annual family meeting in the country, tensions run high despite the romantic backdrop of Daylesford. But Phryne can't have a holiday without a murder and when the body of a young woman disappears from a locked room, leaving an entanglement of secrets behind, the two families have to join forces to solve the mystery.

Jack responds to a late night telephone call... Hurt/comfort, friendship, romance, and a little smut (and the teensy-weensiest blink-and-you'll-miss-it bit of sleuthing) ** Please note that this story contains violence which includes implied sexual assault. Please do not read the story if you feel that it will cause you distress **

Post-ep for S02E12. Jack may have farewelled Phryne until their next murder case, but she isn't overly surprised when he turns up on her doorstep just two days later. But when tragedy strikes Jack is forced to realise how close waiting so long has brought him to leaving things too late.

At the age of 12 Jack Robinson sold the coin collection he'd inherited from his uncle and used the money to buy his first bicycle. On that bicycle he rode further than he had ever ridden before. Through the uncharted wilds of North Richmond; where even Captain Flint didn't dare to tread and the Pirate girls of Collingwood ruled the waves.

Jack Robinson always suspected he would die alone. When a straightforward case leads him into the tangled web of Melbourne's organized crime, it looks like he just might. Phryne Fisher could extricate him, if only she knew he needed rescuing. Romance, angst, friendship, and chiseled cheekbones. What could go wrong? It's got a dark start, but I'm a happy endings girl.

From the final minutes of Season2 Episode12 Unnatural Habits and then beyond. Phyrne & Jack are in love but life isn't going to make things easy for them. Plenty of romance & angst, mystery and a ruthless ex. Providence moves them around like chess pieces. Warning: some chapters contain smut.

While a serial killer roams Melbourne, Jack Robinson faces the biggest challenge of his life: Convincing Phryne to become his wife. But with bodies dropping left and right, the question of questions remains unasked and when not one, but two women from the Inspector's past reappear, Phryne starts wondering how not getting what she never wanted, can be so utterly unsatisfying.

A stand alone fic. set after Chapter 48 of my main fic. Providential Heart. You don't need to have read the rest but you need to know that Jack and Phryne are lovers and that he's just escaped his ex-wife's evil plot to force him to marry her again. Smut filled but no new plot developments so regular readers are free to skip it.

A stand alone chapter following on from Chapter 33 of my main fic., Providential Heart. Whilst waiting to trap a potential killer, Phryne entertained herself by reading an erotic poem by E.E. Cummings out loud. Jack was in hiding and was forced to listen in silence. This story describes how the frustrated man exacted his revenge later that night. Warning: Pure Smut

When a gruesome murder threatens to derail Dot and Hugh's wedding, Miss Fisher and the Inspector have only six days to solve the mystery. In the middle of prenuptial madness, under the watchful eyes of an irritable priest and with Jack cracking under the weight of his dark past, Phryne has her hands full to find the killer and save the wedding day.

... but let me have tonight. When Jack finally makes his move, Phryne is forced to confront not only her own feelings but also the reality of just how badly she has hurt him.

After cutting Miss Fisher from his life, a devastated Jack throws himself into work. But the chase after the killer of a gangster boss gets him into mortal danger himself and Phryne enters a race against time to find her Inspector, uncover the biggest secret of Melbourne's underworld and possibly save her own heart from breaking.

An intimate conversation between Jack and Phryne.

Phryne's called to help a young woman and gets shot at in the process, not something she appreciates. Jack agrees with this sentiment, preferring Phryne safe and at home. Alas, Jack's wish will never be granted and Phryne goes in search of the gunman. Smut included!

After a hard day of crime solving Jack heads over to Phryne's to make sure she's okay. smut included. one off.