Or my version on how Sherlock Holmes and John Watson became parents... because it was never going to be straightforward with these two.

Sherlock is depressed. John knows what to do.

Waiting at the airport, Sherlock Holmes takes the opportunity to solve a mystery. Featuring Hamish Watson-Holmes.

A collection of one shots revolving around Sherlock and the Watson's daughter

"Molly swallowed hard. This was bad, whatever it was. And it became clear to her, this was likely to be Sherlock's last night. He would be gone by tomorrow." Set during 'His Last Vow,' the night before his exile. Reviews are greatly appreciated.

[ Traduction de la fiction de WynterVivaldi ] " L'imagination n'a jamais fait de mal à personne."

Sherlock's lack of knowledge concerning soup was actually quite helpful. It served as a catalyst for John's departure. Now, he could finally see what John had been doing on his laptop for almost two hours... (Eventual Johnlock)

"Este drabble participa en la actividad "¡Escribe si puedes!" para el 4 Aniversario del foro I am sherlocked" John llega a casa y encuentra al detective profundamente dormido. El no sospecha que un Sherlock dormido es aún más peligroso que uno despierto

John can't sleep, Sherlock is the cause... and the solution.

Conjurar um patrono é algo simples para ambos agora. Mas a guerra tem deixado muitas consequências e John Watson apenas não consegue mentalizar nada feliz para realizar o feitiço. Sherlock o surpreende, mais uma vez.

Bored and irritated at having to share John with Mary, Sherlock brings a curious redhead back to 221B hoping she'll assist on cases and fill the hole his friend left. However, when her own dark past is dug up, the case might be too much for even the consulting detective. Can Sherlock protect his friends? Can a man on the side of the angels tame the darkness to save one?

Sherlock has been clean for less than a year when DI Gregson spitefully calls him to a crime scene involving drugs. For the thitd time, he seeks out Lestrade for help.

Another take on how Sherlock survived the Reichenbach Fall. AU/Crossover.

OS : Mormor. "Le rond de visée se déplaçait avec les mouvements lents de sa tête. Il semblait épouser le front blanc de son arme, comme son corps épousait sa chute de rein."

Sherlock gets them into a situation, it's up to John to get them out.

Sherlock, the highly functioning sociopath with only three friends in the world, the cold as ice detective, is left alone in his flat with nothing to do. Disastrous to begin with. What he does next is something inexplicably rash, something he might regret until his dying breath. Sherlock gets a cat. Just because it's not a love story doesn't mean there's no love. Or isn't it.

Johnlock smut involving ice cream

Sherlock and Molly enter into a marriage of convenience. Both of them will have a built in friend and companion with none of the distractions that come along with a romantic entanglement. It's not what most people would do, but it meets their needs. That is until one of them learns the other has ulterior motives. The purported marriage of equals is anything but.

Sherlock Holmes and his pathologist finally get together. Molly wants to talk about it, but Sherlock sees things differently. Sherlolly.

Sherlock sees Lestrade in the grocery store with a girl and he gets jealous. Little did he know that the girl was Lestrade's sister.

When he sees John and Mary at the restaurant and John decks him, he gets up, puts his hands on John's face, and kisses him. One-Shot. Complete. Johnlock.

The man's face was the type that made him stare for a moment longer than his propriety would ordinarily allow. It was angular, but not quite gaunt, and reminded him of the books of elves and faeries which he'd liked as a kid but hadn't been allowed to take from the library.

When Mrs. Hudson's great-niece moves into 221C Baker Street, she expects London rains, a bit of tea, and boredom. What she gets is completely different - besides the rain. Cover by the brilliant Helene Gaspard. An abandoned story.

Sebastian se ha quedado sin su jefe, y ahora tiene que tratar de convivir con el gemelo de la mente más brillante en todo el mundo.

The night of his return, Sherlock is left for dead in a sad, dark London alley. Waking from a coma, and completely off his face- for once, on legal drugs- Sherlock is determined to solve his own case. One problem: he can't trust what he sees. The only refuge: his mind palace. The only saviour: his dead, insane arch-nemesis; the only equal he's ever had. [Canon compliant/post-TAB]