Moriarty and Sherlock both have amazing minds. One brilliant, one criminal. However, there is a missing link between them. Another brilliant yet criminal mind belonging to the mysterious Irene Adler who links these two together. But what lies in the past?

Mycroft's date goes wrong.

Mycroft Holmes is in the silence of the Diogenes Club, reading the newspaper and thinking of his brother's supposed death. He wonders if maybe Sherlock didn't commit suicide after all.

Mycroft returns home from a trip to America and Greg surprises him.

Sherlock Holmes has finally found a puzzle he can't quite solve - one that comes in the shape of John Watson. Pre-Reichenbach, from Sherlock's POV - thus a bit tricky to write. Thanks for reading me!

Moriarty leaves behind more than loose ends. Now Mycroft, John, Molly and Sherlock all need to work together to keep secrets, protect the family, and make it right.

Sherlock's pushed himself too far and can't relax enough to sleep. John has to help him. Not in a relationship…yet.

Sherlock returns abruptly from a case and is very intent on going to sleep, notwithstanding a nosy John who does NOT respect the body's need to manufacture certain sleep-inducing hormones. Based on prompt from LJ: "I'd just love some sleepy, sleepy Sherlock fic please? Warm and fluffy and snoozy. Yum yum, etc." Oneshot. Preromance.

A ragged and old Count of Monte Cristo book appears one day to roommates Sadie Merrick and Lisette Travieso with notes written in red that lead the two into the inner workings of a mysterious criminal underworld. But, is Sadie the person she's presented herself to be? And why does she have cameras following her everywhere?

How does one kill an engine? You turn it off, obviously. Or let it run until it dies on its own. ONESHOT ANGST DRABBLES touching the subjects of SELF HARM, DRUG/ALCOHOL ABUSE, EATING DISORDERS & PTSD- mostly concerning Sherlock. Triggering. Angst. T or M?

It was Valentine's Day. He had to do something romantic. Everything had to be perfect, every little detail mattered, that was the way it had always been.

In which John Watson takes the plunge off of St. Bart's, not Sherlock. And Sherlock is left with the haunting belief in his friend, not the other way around. .:. Rewrite of Reichenbach's ending, plus all that follows the event. Johnlock. oneshot.

The thought occurred that he ought to arrest him for breaking and entering...and breaking some more...but not for breaking into his flat... SH&GL

AU. By a twist of fate John stayed in the military, marrying the scientist Mary. But John is recruited for a special commando section that soon catches the attention of the british government and Sherlock

After Reichenbach, John is convinced to move on with his life, but someone just can't seem to let go.

Sherlock fell, hit the ground, and remembered his life with John Watson. The memories played out in his mind like a movie. Oneshot. Warning: Character death and major spoilers.

John is a broken man after Sherls 'death', even after 3 years. Everyone else moved on but him - why? Sherlock returns, all is lovely until John gets angry, punches Sherl, calms down, patches him up and they suddenly get passionate. One-shot. Bit porny.

Una innovadora causa en la ciencia... no? JohnXSherlock

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die. Sherlock/John

The first time it happens it's out of pure curiosity, by the fortieth Sherlock almost stops pretending. Jim/Sherlock

Drabbles centered around Sherlock with various other characters. Rated T because I'm paranoid, and because I don't know what the next chapters might bring.

He looked his friend, his companion, the only one who stayed with him all these years. He grasped the bow and her partner, and for the first time in a decade, his soul took flight again.

John and Sherlock are both injured while chasing a suspect. Kind of angsty, kind of fluffy. John/Sherlock friendship, one-sided Molly/Sherlock. Set some time pre-Reichenbach.

Sherlock has just jumped, but he isn't really dead yet. He breaks out, and finds that he may have gone slightly mental. And there's a bin that can sing Bob Marley. Honest.

¿Realmente hize lo correcto? - JW ¿Por qué me afecta tanto? - SH.