Its funny, you spend what feels like a lifetime trying to become someone who was unnoticeable, someone who could peacefully live out your days alone, but in the process of trying to be another face in the crowd, you find yourself once again at center stage of a very dangerous game. Then again, you were always attracted to danger.

Sherlock has his "Mind Palace," a place where he stores information and withdraws into when he needs to think. Melody Holt has something similar, except from her mind there is no escape. There are too many things-nightmares and memories, lies and truths, and especially regrets-blocking the slick, blood-stained knob of the door.

After Sherlock's death, Mycroft thinks about his brother's death. and for the first time in years, Mycroft is over come with the crushing and debilitating sense of guilt. So he takes the matter into his own hands. Unfortunately, he doesn't realise that there is one person who has surprisingly fell in love with the older Holmes. But can he save Mycroft in time?

Sherlock Holmes has found himself lumbered with a rather inquisitive little problem. He doesn't like it, and he certainly didn't ask for it. Yet John's honeymoon has created a minor void, and Sherlock does need an assistant... Post-Sign Of Three but Pre-His Last Vow. General Spoilers for Series 3. xx

#SherlockSeason3Spoilers Sherlock and John are in the abandoned rail cart, but neither of them can figure out how to diffuse a bomb. Will everything work out in the end? Rated T for Language

John is having a bad day,can Sherlock change that?

Just as the title says, a series of one shot, prompt fics based around Mycroft and Greg. Warnings: Mentions of child abuse/alcoholism, angst, sexual nature, mild food porn.

For Jim, the final problem wasn't stopping Sherlock. Not completely. The final problem was Molly. She'd done the unexpected. She'd gotten to Jim. The problem? She didn't love him. She loved Sherlock. At least, that's who she thought she loved. Title from "Love Love Love" by Of Monsters and Men. Molliarty. Rated T to be safe.

Finally back in London, after all this time, Jim's first port of call is to find his old gunner. What a surprise, then, to find a happily domesticated security guard who's fired nothing more serious than a paintball gun these last couple of years. He's 'out of the game'. Or so he says, anyway. So Moran thinks. [I'm told it's Mormor, if you want it to be *shrug* What do I know?]

Spoilers for 3x3. How "His Last Vow" could have ended. Johnlock one-shot.

The five times Sherlock complained (and the one time he didn't). Johnlock JohnxSherlock M for a reason!

Sherlock is not the archetypal hero. And this is not a movie with a happy ending. (Not entirely happy with this story.) Oneshot.

Sherlock/OC. Sherlock and John take a case involving a politician, a scandal and a journalist. Sherlock, being a little out of his depth, but loath to admit it, en lists the help of a political journalist, who just happens to run right past his window. Sherlock soon finds that, this woman, has taken a rather more permanent home in his life than he first expected.

"There was definitely stuff John always wanted to say to Sherlock. Not all of it would have been good but it should have been told." After the Fall, John writes a list of all the things he wanted to tell Sherlock but he never got the chance to do so.

With names like Sherlock and Mycroft, what do you think they'd call it? Parent!Holmes fic. A 'what-if' story.

A mysterious woman suddenly appears in Sherlocks and Johns life. Has Sherlock finally met someone just as clever as him? But who is she? Why does she seem so familier? Sherlock cant quite put his finger on it, and the consequences may be dire.

Breathe, John. Just keep breathing. You've been there before, you can do it again. - Set in the aftermath of 3x03. Hostage situations, be warned.

(Set when Molly first gets her job at Barts, several years before ASIP) Molly comes to the conclusion that he sees right through her, and she can't help but admit that she's fascinated...

Moriarty's back from the dead, Sherlock's back from exile, and this time Molly has to fake her death to protect the people she loves. Rated M for gore, body horror and all that jazz. also a Sherlolly fanfic, with Molliarty too.

This is the next part in my series called "My date with" I'm sure by the end of it you'll know who my strange date was with. A young art teacher is stood up "It wasn't a date" and is surprised when a young man randomly decides to join her and tell her things she never realized was possible.

Eva has never been a fan of Sherlock Holmes. She doesn't think he's impossibly brilliant. No, she thinks he's arrogant and narcissistic, and that his blatant disregard for others is unjustifiable. But when she finds him half-dead on the day of his "suicide," she fixes him, and he inevitably burns her as quittance. Rated M for language, gore, and smut.

After Sherlock Holmes saves Irene Adler from the terrorist cell in Karachi, they have a conversation in the small motel room they are staying in. Will the conversation lead to something else? Adlock.

This is my AU version if Sherlock actually was 'defeated' by Moriarty, if he actually had a death wish. Sherlock stands atop the building he has been secretly been watching for weeks. Moriarty, dead, blood draining onto the ground. Sherlock hadn't killed him. Moriarty had told him that if he didn't kill himself, that all of his friends and family would be shot. Then, the cri

John et Sherlock prennent quelques jours de repos bien mérités après une longue et tortueuse affaire, qui a laissé le détective dans un état de faiblesse inquiétant. C'est sans compter sur les étranges cambriolages qui surviennent dans le délicieux quartier de Fulham… Réécriture d'une nouvelle de Conan Doyle ( à la sauce BBC!) : Les Propriétaires de Reigate.

Sherlock's had trouble sleeping ever since his dramatic return. But it's only after he's woken up from a certain nightmare, that he realizes he hasn't quite told John about everything that happened on his time away. Including being taken captive by a throng of Serbian soldiers.