John Watson intenta superar la muerte de su mejor amigo aislándose del mundo. Molly aparece en su departamento para hablar con él. Los dos se sienten solos y necesitan que alguien los haga olvidar su soledad. ¿Una noche no cambia nada, verdad? One-shot.

AU where Sherlock and John are 13 and on a residential trip to Dartmoor. The case of the Hound of the Baskervilles but slightly changed. Rated for theme of fear.

Short one-shot. John Watson gets shot, Sherlock cradles him in his arms

What if there is a reason behind why Sherlock is cold and detatched from the world? What if there is a reason behind why he doesn't eat, doesn't sleep? What if he had ensured the execution of his own father? What is Mrs Hudson isn't just his landlady?

As John Watson struggles with the after math of his kidnapping, shooting and forced drug abuse, Sherlock goes after those who would continue to harm the man he loves. Mycroft deals with a very real threat to his brother and the Government he has sworn to protect. Angst. Slash. Murder. Language. Violence. Drug Addiction. Sequel to THERE BUT FOR THE GRACE OF JOHN WATSON.

based loosely on Conan Doyle's The Sign of the Four, this takes the BBC twist on the characters and introduces Mary Morstan. As to whether I'll actually be able to do the canon John/Mary...we'll see. Sherlock doesn't like change...

After the fall, John and Sherlock find different ways to cope with loss. Rated T for mild language.

In which Mycroft confesses to admiring Lestrade from afar. Mystrade slash.

Set in 2014. Sherlock comes home to find everything pretty much the same; but something is missing. It doesn't take him too long to figure it out... Fluffy JohnLock

John secretly takes Sherlock out on a date; though he's trying not to make it noticeable. But this is THE Sherlock Holmes, of course he's going to notice; but how is he going to react?

London winters are cold, and John doesn't have a coat. Sherlock does. They wear it. At the same time. Cotton candy fluff.

"Que es solo un sueño del que no despertamos. Y solo tú pareces real aquí."

John comes across "I Believe In Sherlock Holmes" graffiti. One-shot ficlety thing.

Some secrets have to be shared to cope with the past. Warning: hints at violence! I do not own any of these characters. They belong to A.C. Doyle and the BBC "Sherlock". Updated.

After the fall, John joins Doctors without Borders whilst some Julian Barnes takes up teaching in Tibet. I don't own any of the characters so brilliantly brought into life by A.C. Doyle and the BBC "Sherlock" crew. Apologies.

11 days in the life of John and Sherlock. 11 days that make Sherlock realize something important. Warning: this may be read as slash, though this is not the point. I do not own any of these characters. They still belong to A.C. Doyle and the BBC series.

John discovers Sherlock's darkest secret ... warning: hints at violence! I don't own any of these characters. They belong entirely to A.C. Doyle and the Moffat/Gatiss "Sherlock". In response to your lovely comments, now a multi-chapter.

Sherlock 'dies'. Again ... obviously, I don't own either Sherlock Holmes or John Watson. All characters belong entirely to A.C. Doyle and the BBC "Sherlock".

Sherlock is ... being Sherlock no matter what . Warning: dark, adult themes. Still don't own the characters; they're still the property of A.C.Doyle and the BBC 'Sherlock' series.

John comes home from work to find Sherlock missing and his coat on fire. Along with his wedding band. Established realationship. Fluff. Rated for slight torture. Comments and critisisms are greatly appreciated. Enjoy!

One-shot. John & Sherlock reunion scene post-Reichenbach. Very slightly Johnlock-y. T for mild language and violence.

Sherlock jumps of the rooftop to save Johns live, but John can not cope living without Sherlock. When Sherlock comes back everything has changed. John/Sherlock, obviously. Will contain Fluff!

I'm no good at titles and I'm no good at summaries, this is a role play i did with my friend last night on facebook chat so forgive me for any spelling mistakes

A bit of silliness: apologies to the late Sir Henry Newbold

There was a time, you know there was a time, when he was even more lonely.