Irene/Molly. Irene pays a late night visit to Molly with a supernatural twist. My first fic and not the best summary, but if you do check it out reviews are gratefully received.

Trois ans ont passé . Pourtant, il est là, le cœur empli d'espoirs, sans se douter que ses rêves se réaliseront.

Sherlock Holmes is back in the game, fighting crime alongside his best friend. In the process, he stumbles across a new, dangerous foe, one who may not be quite as new as he imagines, and twice as deadly. An intense game of cat-and-mouse commences, and with the lives of London citizens in the balance, only one side can emerge victor. This is war, and everything is fair game.

Of space, a floating bed and two men... Benedict Cumberbatch, you clearly asked for it.

A virus has turned London into a raging world of plunders and Zombies. John is doing what hes good at, killing. and Sherlock is trying to find a cure. As they fight for survival, emotions grow. SLASH! JOHNLOCK. don't like, don't read!

Sherlock comes back from being away on a case and visits his pathologist in the morgue. Molly knows code words, and she knows how to use them, especially when John still doesn't know that the two are together.

This is a story of the lives of various Sherlock characters in St Moss boarding school. They try and get through every trial and tribulation thrown at them.

Sherlock sat stoic on the opposite side of a small table to Jim Moriarty, on the roof of st Barts. They had both been dead for a few years now, but this was to be their penultimate meeting. One final game to end it all, with John Watson as the ultimate prize. But you never know what to expect from people, especially those closest to you...

In which Molly helps an ailing Holmes. Mycroft. M, for Mollcroft, mature, many many things...

Sherlock is bored! Bored of school, teachers, homework, his family, his peers. It's all so droll and boring. His savior from boredom rides into town, astonishing all. Clad in leather and often sporting black eyes and split lips, J Watson is the ultimate bad boy.

One-Shot: John after the Reichenbach Fall.

Day 12, What's Sherlock like at kissing? Slight tangy fluffball

Set in the height of World War II, Mycroft Holmes is a spymaster for MI6 who is put up to the task of tracking down two German spies in England with the help of his younger brother, a cryptologist from Bletchly Park, and a haunted soldier from the frontlines. And just who is this agent codenamed 'the Fox', who has been sent to stop him? Just who is hunting who in this game?

Irene Adler pays Sherlock a surprise visit after his return from the dead. Will her feeling for him be returned? Meant to be funny. Implied Johnlock.

John goes out on errands when he gets a text from Sherlock to come home. A cat has followed Sherlock and he doesn't know how to take care of it.*I do not own any of the characters*(Except Oscar)

"Each moment that he sat there, John had to remember. Remember the mocking comments and the requests to walk across the room to hand the other man something that had been within arm's reach and all the clients that had walked in, begging for the assistance of Britain's, no, the world's best (and only) consulting detective. And it hurt like hell. "

Post-Reichenbach, John Watson reflects on what might have been, and what was stopping him. And then his phone chirps. Just a one-shot.

It was time to return to London for Sherlock. He never would have expected what pain to endure to stay away from the ones he loved, especially for Molly Hooper. Watching her all of those three years got him thinking, how he was treating her, and how he wants to spend the rest of his life.

Through a short series of emails, John communicates with Sherlock about his time being redrafted in the army overseas in Afghanistan. It starts with a letter, and happens to end with one too.

Cuando los días han sido grises, nada esta mal si Molly sonríe. Ella sonríe, y él sólo quiere huir de esa sonrisa que lo hace sentir tan... idiota.

Poem. Sherlock and John are old and have retired to the country. They're still living together.

La vida de Sherlock y John no tiene nada de aburrido, ¿es de verdad? su vida, quiero decir ¿Es verdadero todo lo que ven, oyen, tocan? Y si no lo fuera ¿Que tiene que ver Thorin escudo de Roble con ellos? Mycroft por supuesto lo sabe todo

"Initially, he wanted to be a pirate." A quick look into the life of nine-year-old Sherlock Holmes, when all he wanted to grow up to be was a pirate. Something I wrote for giggles after watching ASiB. I hope you enjoy!

First Johnlock fanfic. Post Riechenbach. Happy ending. Sorry, I'm bad with summaries.

221b Relationships are never perfect, but when they are good, they are so very good. Sort of a companion piece to Fic: When it's Wrong.