Sherlock doesn't understand how the people around him can possibly be so boring, so stupid. Don't they know that all they have to do is look? Ficlet, Sherlock-centric, preJohn.

Si no has visto la segunda temporada, en concreto el 2x03, ni lo leas, o te estropeará todo el capítulo. "Le decían que ya era hora de superarlo, que debía pasar página."

You've seen so much blood and pain and death during your years. Why should this be any different? SPOILER 2x03. PTSD. Rated for language.

"Soon, Sherlock. Soon, little brother. I'm sorry. Soon." SLASH. John/Sherlock. Spoiler for 2x03.

Of the things he thinks but cannot say. Pale are the eyes from which no waters flow. Post-TRF & spoilers.

Dialogue fic. "I've deduced what happened here." "I thought you might."

"spoilers" for the Reichenbach Fall. Sherlock is gone, and all John can think about is what life was like with him. He refuses to believe that the consulting detective is dead, and texts him everyday. Heavy on the angst; keep the tissues nearby!

Pre-Reichenbach episode. John has some very vivid dreams and needs comforting from Sherlock to make them go away. However... Are they dreams or ominious premonitions? Fluff at the end. JohnLock - can be read as established/platonic.

Obligatory Reichenbach Resolution; one I hope you'll enjoy as it's a big of a different take!

Alternate ending to "The Reichenbach Fall," in which Sherlock shows up behind John in the graveyard to explain and ask for forgiveness. What John gives him in addition is something far more wonderful than Sherlock could have ever predicted.

Greg Lestrade has to witness and help John deal with Sherlock's apparent death. He only wishes he could do more. One-Shot.

When John came to Baker Street one Sunday about six months after the funeral and found an elegant wooden cane, expensive-looking yet sturdy, stuffed away in the shoe cupboard, he began 'blogging' again. It began with post-it notes. POST-FALL.

More than anything Sherlock wishes he could take it all back. He knows that it's too late for that now, but he swears to himself that he will fix this, that his actions and their heartache will not be in vain.

Three years after Sherlocks apparent death, John is once again living alone, away from Baker Street. And then, the man he thought was dead, is not.Spoilers from The Richenbach Falls

John Watson's last blog.

Mycroft muses on his brother's life, and his own part. Sherlock's not really a sociopath, so where did this diagnosis come from? Even Holmes brothers are human deep inside. warnings: slash, drugs

Oneoff. Mr Holmes gives us a unique insight into the thoughts of a Supposedly dead man. Philosophy ensues, as does singing.

Moriarty said Sherlock only had three friends, then again one could hardly classify Irene Adler as a friend. But in the absence of a certain object, John has to wonder if his friend is really as dead as they thought. Post Reichenback. Hinted IXS & SXJ

What happens to John after the fall? Just a little something that was screaming to get out. Will most likely become a multi-chapter series. Read and review!

A series of text messages between John and Sherlock. Set after Reichenbach.

Greg Lestrade felt guilty, Mycroft Holmes felt nothing at all, Sally Donovan felt worthless, Molly Hooper felt conflicted, John Watson felt lost, Sherlock Holmes felt. Post Reichenbach. Character exploration and general fluff, rating to be safe. Enjoy!

Title basically says it all, no pun intended. Three short things based from episodes in The Hounds of Baskerville.Mild,mild slash

Sebastian takes care of Jim while he recovers from the explosion after the pool. And then things get complicated.

"Il le voit encore battre des bras, comme on bat des ailes. Cela change de ses cauchemars habituels." Texte pour public avertit, basé sur la nouvelle de Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

Au cours d'une enquête incroyablement ennuyeuse, Sherlock est suivi de près par ses gardes du corps indésirables. Mais la situation dégénère vite et il a surtout sous estimé un point important. Lui même. Univers Alternatif mais contemporain