With Mary dead, John is left to parent their infant daughter. Deciding that it would be for the best, he asked Sherlock if he can move back to Baker Street. How will Sherlock cope with having a child around? And how will John cope with having to look after his daughter and friend? The story of 2 men and a baby in Baker Street.

REWRITE OF SEASON 4 John Watson has woken up from a coma only to find out that everything that happened in The Final Problem was part of a coma dream. Not only that, but Sherlock has child-proofed the flat and had been taking care of Rosie during the 2 month period John was unconscious. For years the two were willing to die for each other, but for both of them, it runs much deeper

Vous voulez en apprendre plus sur Sherlock ? Alors venez vous immerger dans son palais mental, et n'ayez crainte, John vous offre la visite guidée !

John is in love with Sherlock. Deeply in love. So, he goes on a date with Sherlock, only Sherlock doesn't have a clue. Johnlock fluff.

Post saison 4. Malgré toutes les épreuves subies, John a retrouvé le confort - et l'étrange équilibre - de son existence auprès du célèbre détective consultant entre les murs du 221B Baker Street. Cependant, le vide béant qui se creuse dans son cœur semble impossible à comprendre, et à combler. Mais Sherlock est là pour le guider. Il est toujours là, et il sera toujours là.

Sherlock rushes to Bart's after coming back to London from Sherrinford. He returns to the rooftop, attempting to make a second, but different kind of fall, at the hands of the person who mattered the most to him. A post-TFP Sherlolly fanfic in poem format.

What if Jim Moriarty felt he owed you a debt? And what if you, smitten as you were, truly didn't know who - or what - Jim Moriarty was? MoriartyXOC.

John brings home a kitten. Sherlock isn't happy. Oneshot.

When their daughter comes to them with a question, Sherlock fears that the answer to it will change her perception of him forever. Johnlock.

A short one - shot sequel to chapter 3 : concussion of my story "A study of Sherlock's mishaps". Please read and review.

Greg's day was already shitty enough with Sherlock bossing him around, but then he falls down a hole and breaks his phone. But wait, it gets better: there's a wolf howling at the moon. A full moon.

Irene si ritrova a meditare sul suo rapporto con Sherlock Holmes, il detective con il cappello buffo. [Nata da un momento di ispirazione improvvisa].

You storm out of 221B when Sherlock's comments set you off, except it's on the coldest night of the year. One-Shot

PART 1 OF 'THE DRAGON'S SPELL' SERIES. Sherlock had rarely ever been offered a chance such as this, where everything he had ever worked for was within his reach. Just one problem, to get it he will have to give up that which he thought he would never find.

"Something about those tiny moments tell you that — this sounds odd, so you might have to winkle out exactly what I'm on about — but it's like those tiny, tiny moments make you feel like there's something else happening somewhere else." Loo Brealey, December 2016. Here's how I imagine them... starting with a game of 20 Questions (set after HLV).

The Secret's Out! What's a girl with sociopathic tendencies and a baby on the way supposed to do in the face of a sexy, sophisticated Dominatrix with a certain consulting detective on her mind? It's Myers or Adler... a scandal a piece.

"E se..." "No". "Ma..." "No" ripeté John Watson, senza neppure guardare l'amico. Non gliel'avrebbe data vinta anche quella volta. Era dalla sera prima che Sherlock continuava a tartassarlo con la sua assurda proposta. Per una ragione a lui del tutto ignota, il suo migliore amico - nonché coinquilino - si era messo in testa di prendere un cane.

John a vingt-quatre ans. Une balle dans l'épaule. Un PTSD. Un ordre de rapatriement forcé. Un retour à la vie civile obligatoire. Des études avortées et aucun diplôme. Sa vie est finie et ce n'est pas enseigner aux élèves de l'Imperial College de Londres qui y changera quoi que ce soit.

Short one-shot where John has a cold and is a little delirious. Includes ever-so-slight Johnlock.

Molly is put on babysitting duty after Sherlock is bed-ridden with a few broken bones from a case gone wrong. When the consulting detective turns out to be even more of a head-ache inducing nightmare than usual, she has to think on her feet for how to put him to sleep. ONE-SHOT.

Rosamund Mary Watson was very smart. Smart enough to wonder if her dad and his friend would ever become anything more.

A Fragile Ficlet: Yes, Sherlock, we're celebrating your birthday. Whether you like it or not.

Sometime after Culverton, Sherlock's reaction to John's proximity reveals wounds left unhealed.

Mycroft is sick and didn't want to rely on anyone. Here comes Sherlock barging in who was also the reason his brother was on his sickbed. Yet nothing was ever plain as the brothers interact with the usual energy of the Holmeses. /brotherly fluff/ Holmes brothers/ Disclaimer on facts/ ONESHOT!

"Say that again." John looked back at Sherlock and saw that he was staring at a spot on the table and his brow was furrowed. "What? I didn't want Rosie to wake up. She missed her morning nap." He obediently obliged. "No, no, no." Sherlock shook his head, but didn't look away from the table. "You said, 'our daughter'. You said you didn't want our daughter to wake up..."