This is set some weeks after "The Final Problem." At Mycroft's behest, everybody gets involved in getting Sherlock to come to terms with his emotions from Sherrinford...even a few surprises.

Fiction de mon ancien compte JaneHolmesGold. Ceci est un drabble concernant une des enquêtes de Sherlock. J'avais réalisé ce drabble au mois de juin (et avec des mots imposés qui sont en gras) lors d'un challenge organisé par le collectif No Name qui a pour but d'inciter les auteurs à écrire et les lecteurs à reviewer leurs fanfictions. :)

After Mary's unexpected death leaves John alone to raise a months-old Rosie, the doctor tries to sort through the wreckage of his new life. Thankfully, Sherlock is there to pick up the broken pieces and put them back together. A short, endearing fic in which John Watson spends half a decade raising Rosie together with Sherlock before realizing he's absolutely in love with him.

John Watson is done with apologising on Sherlock's behalf and when Sherlock is rude to Lestrade, yet again he gets to feel the consequences.

The real psychopath in the family is Mycroft.

It was a marriage forged out of necessity and when the time was right, they would simply get a divorce. It seemed such a clear and easy arrangement... until a few pesky little things like 'sentiment' and 'emotion' started to complicate matters. Sherlock/OC

When Sherlock rescued Irene, both started living double lives from that point on. But during a case, another incident happened with the Woman, forcing Sherlock to choose between his current life with John, or life on the run. S/I (hint of S/J)

Mary's seemingly innocent question makes Mrs. Holmes take an involuntary trip down memory lane. What did "giving it all up for children" mean in her case? "His Last Vow" at the Holmes family cottage, Christmas scenes (and behind the scenes). On World Autism Awareness Day, this story is dedicated to all mothers whose children are a bit more special.

Ali nous ressemble un peu, à vous et moi. Amatrice de fanfictions, pas intello pour deux sous et pas Miss France non plus, ses seuls pouvoirs magiques sont ses blagues nulles et son enthousiasme débordant. Que se passerait-il si elle débarquait par erreur à Baker Street pour mettre le bazar dans la vie de nos héros préférés ? Johnlock et MycroftxOC au programme.

It has been a year, with John and Sherlock settling into their new lives together. But then a letter arrives, with the potential to upset everything. Will the darker parts of Sherlock's past destroy his chance at a peaceful future? (JOHNLOCK, Sequel to The Courtesan)

Sherlock wants to try something.

John tends to Sherlock's wounds.

Sherlock invites John to play his violin. Co-authored with a friend.

John has left Sherlock and the detective is dealing the only way he understands. Badly.

In this pre-Sherlock story, Johnny, who's now five years old, comes down with tonsillitis yet again, and has to have his tonsils removed. Harry, who has turned 11 and is in her last year of primary school, must wait at the local hospital with her mother while her little brother's undergoing surgery. Told from Harry's POV.

Sherlock monologues to a skull.

An alternate take on how Sherlock's return after Reichenbach could have gone. Written during the long hiatus.

John yearns for simpler times.

Sherlock deliberates how to express his feelings for John.

Following Sherlock's return, John tries to come to terms with their new reality.

Lestrade is shown up by Sherlock and John yet again.

More post-Reichenbach angst as John fights to believe.

Sherlock and Molly wake up another morning in wedded bliss, their girls still asleep in the other room. Deep conversations about missed messages in their past and present, as well as some sexy times ensue. (Total fluff piece taken from my RP with my friend. Yes, she knows I'm turning it into a fic)

Engaged to be married to dear, sweet, albeit simple, Tom, Molly is perfectly content. Until Sherlock Holmes sweeps back into her life and mucks everything up.

Post-Reichenbach, John struggles with being alone. Written to the tune of Spandau Ballet's 'Gold'.