I invited Nightingale but he said he couldn't leave Molly alone on Christmas day and it wasn't until I was squashed onto the sofa and watching the Christmas episode of Doctor Who that I realized he hadn't said precisely why. - PC Peter Grant, "Whispers Under Ground" 100-word drabble inspired by the above quote. No spoilers.

How did Peter and Nightingale cope with magical problems that arose when Nightingale was on medical leave? Set between 'Rivers of London' and 'Moon over Soho', no particular spoilers for later books.

A Missing Scene fic, near the end of Moon Over Soho. The last in the trilogy of stories I had intended to write, just to scoop up a few last questions I had about motivations.

Another Missing Scene; My interpretaton of the most recent interesting gap in the narrative. What happened between the Nightingale and the Night Witch after her arrest... NB this story takes place near the end of Broken Homes and therefore contains significant spoilers. You have been warned.

Rivers of London short story on questions I had asked myself about the fascinating DCI Nightingale. How does he get by in a world where everyone is on a database? If he's been reverse ageing since 1966, why doesn't he look 19? As a humble homage, my potential answers to these and other questions, in the gap the author has left for such as I to fill with our own imaginations.