This is a short, sort of companion piece to my story, "An Innocent Man." I strongly suggest you read that first. It's a canon-compliant one-shot scene that takes place between "The Hounds of Baskerville" and "The Reichenbach Fall." Further explanation inside. Not slash.

Una relación que prometía ser falsa, en donde lo único que interesa es el sexo y el dinero. Eso es todo lo que Gregory tenía, y un trabajo en el que se resguardaba siempre. Pero cuando tiene una cita con el mismísimo gobierno británico, las cosas cambian un poco.

After criminal chasing gone a bit bad, Sherlock is called into a court about his violence towards a culprit. And now he should talk his way out of a sentence. slight johnlock.

In a world where eye colour is dictated by human emotion, wounded war hero John Watson meets the enigmatic Sherlock Holmes and finds his own eyes sparking back to life.

No… No, I never thought it would come to this… This… I've never made this huge mistake… The mistake of loosing him…

John crossed his legs. Was he really going to explain to Sherlock what the 'concept of love' was all about? Not that he was an expert on that particular issue. No, really, he wasn't. But he knew how it felt to fall for someone. It was nice. (Johnlock)

It's amazing how a seemingly small decision can change your life forever.

Sherlock talks John out of suicide. One-shot. Pre TRF.

Sherlock's a punk. John is a rugby player. You see where this is going.

Sherlock has 42 freckles and 8 scars on his body. John knows this number by heart because he occasionally enjoys finding them all and kissing them.

When John is on the warpath he throws out Sherlock's syringe. Let's just say it was a bad idea and leave it at that...

One-shot. Small Sherlock whump, I was bored. Sherlock solves a fairly easy crime, but, at the last possible minute, he jump into the line of fire. Sorry, crappy summary, but - oh just read it!

This is one of the very few cases which John believes may stump Sherlock Holmes. Three murders, completely different, and more on the way. Even Sherlock knows he's not getting anywhere. If he wants to solve this, he'll have to ask for help. But by the time he does, the one person most important to him is already in danger...

Sherlock knew that he was not nice. He couldn't be, because every Christmas he was on the naughty list. That was the only thing that could explain why he never got what he truly wanted for Christmas. Day 6 and Day 23 of Hudders and Hiddles 25 days of fic-mas Christmas writing prompts.

They need each other to get through the nightmares of the night.

He didn't have any idea how any of this started. To be honest, he's also a bit unsure why they're in this particular situation, really. All he knew is that it's raining hard outside and it's impossibly windy and cold under the roof of their shabby dormitory and the warmth of her hand in his is a particularly comfortable feeling.

"And what about John Watson?" Sherlock had asked. He had expected a rather dull answer...after all, he had been away. He had not expected to hear that John had spent the past two years in prison. Series 3 AU. Not slash.

Mary Morstan is making a batch of gingerbread man. A dangerous tell, but Christmas traditions are the hardest to break. for day 8 of 25 days of fic-mas

Two years after he died, the man with the hat is back. But during those years what did he leave behind? Just how broken is the man he loved? ****blatant JohnLock...basically just the empty hearse with added JohnLock, angst and commentary by the good Dr.Watson*****

Sherlock as the wolves version. There is an impossible to stop this madness war until a mysterious wolf brings an unforgiving and forgotten case and his only one side kick will bring up a peace between the packs. On one day, both realizes there is something missing and something unforgotten they never regards...

A gift for a friend. What would Sherlock do when he created an experiment on John with the animal chemical? There's something consternation for Sherlock.

Kidlock.

Once everything is forcibly taken from Sherlock, how will he cope?

The sky was dark and the stars hid from sight. Though, when two in love lay beneath that sky, they light the night as if the sun had returned.

Lennox Newman, can't change the fact that she's a hopeless romantic who just wants a simple life. But can things really ever be when your childhood best friend is Sherlock Holmes? Well perhaps if the right one ever came along... Sherlock/OC