What if someone got close enough to the ice man to change him? Added a new character because I wanted to play with how his character would react to things. Probably just a character sketch, maybe more.

Lestrade's life is a whirlwind. He has trouble balancing his life at home with his family, and the requirements of his job. But even then, despite his best efforts, sometimes life just upturns everything and catches you by surprise.

A story in which John Watson mourns, becomes a detective, and learns that he was always more than just a sidekick. Post-Reichenbach. Little mystery, little angst, BAMF Watson, thieves and a priceless gem.

Post-Reichenbach. It's been a year since Shelley Holmes' supposed death, and Josephine Watson still deals with acceptance issues and the worry from her family and friends. It all changes when Shelley comes back from the dead.

He never minded the fact that she had changed his text tone.

It's just a dream, John reminds himself, the afterimage of Sherlock's bloodied face playing across his eyelids. But if things had gone differently at the pool... Johnlock

He's a ghost that haunts them both and she knows she can't keep this game up. -Molly, John, Sherlock

Post Reichenbach. Greg Lestrade believes in Sherlock Holmes. This is how he shows it.

The life I led can make a good man bad. / This story gives a glimpse into Jim Moriarty's past. Reichenbach spoilers. Rated T for language and character death.

Post-Fall. 1. John writes himself back into the game. 2. John's been a busy boy; it's time for a break. Anthea has a proposal.

Post-fall texting about the hunt to destroy what was left of the Consulting Criminal Network, because we all love our texts. Of course Mycroft knows Sherlock's alive. Mycroft, at the very least, has excellent surveillance.

Sherlock Holmes is dead. A year later, John is feeling empty and broken and lost. Life is too difficult to continue on. He makes a decision to end his pain, but a surprising revelation may stop him from making a big mistake. Warning: suicidal thoughts. No established pairings.

A short little 'oops' I wrote about John and how he feels living with Sherlock. Not Johnlock unless you squint, though you don't really have to squint all that hard...

A rather short poem about John living on in Baker Street, flat 221b after Sherlock has gone. Please enjoy.

How Sherlock and John meet as children. Starts slow, John and Sherlock friendship further on, slash in chapters to come. A long developed story, not sure how long it will be! Enjoy

There's a funeral to go to. Post-Reichenbach.

Young Sherlock finds a little something to amuse himself, and as surprising as it is, he actually does know how to play the violin. Quite well when he wants to as well.

Oneshot. The one time John went back to the flat. "It was like Sherlock would step through the door at any moment." Spoilers for Season 2. No pairings.

He's happy. I've ruined that once; I won't do it again. Implied?JohnLock, JohnxOC, Post Richenbach, OC convo

Dimmock struggles with the transition from detective sergeant to detective inspector. He knows his youth makes it difficult for some of the older Yarders to accept his authority - but sometimes enough is enough.

Response to prompt: Mycroft is having a really, really bad day, so his friend-but-not-yet-boyfriend Greg takes him somewhere he's never been before: wedding cake tasting. Everyone else makes assumptions.

It only takes one thing to spark a memory, to overflow with emotion and to change lives. That one thing for John is Sherlock. A post-Reichenbach in which John finds something of Sherlocks and can hardly cope. Includes a little bit of Johnlock kissing

Late into the night a sleepy Molly Hooper enters the mortuary to pick up her forgotten purse, and finds someone else there. Sherlock—who may be learning to love and live.

Sherlock has a secret, one which keeps him distant from his quite normal flatmate. But he knows he can't hold on forever. Johnlock. vampire AU

John Watson saw his best friend be broken down into pieces by the public and then take his own life, but never once did he stop believing in Sherlock Holmes. Because he knew Sherlock Holmes was a good man, a hero and the most human man he had ever known.