Heartbeak Grass-Sherlock Fanfic

John’s been in solitary for two weeks now. I miss him. I need him. I am lost without my blogger. I watch each session through a two-way mirror. He is making progress, but it rends my heart in two when he begs Doctor Shaw to bring back my ghost, pleading with her to not dose him with meds, just so that he can see me one more time. John, what have I done? I read your blog after I jumped, it was trite and practical, nothing about your true feelings bled through the pixelated words. I suppose communication is not either of our strong points. Bugger.

Sherlock slammed his laptop shut, but not before Wiggins had a peek at the screen. “So, you’re keeping an uncover blog, are you?”

“Mind your own business, minion.”

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Astral Release-Doctor Strange/Doctor Watson Fanfic.

Strange looked at John and John looked back at him. They stared at one another. How long? Centuries? When he leaned forward, John took the initiative again and he gasped when his fingers worked their way through the fabric of his clothing, groping the material folds until he reached his target—flesh. He shivered and John stopped.

“Are you okay, Strange?”

His body began to shake. “Yesss, I’m fffine.” Then he paused, taking a deep breath. “John, I’m not fine. It’s my illness and this dimension. They are crushing me. I must project into my astral body. We both must, if we are to survive.”

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Fanciful Musings-Sherlock/London Spy Fanfic

The scent of copper filled Mycroft’s nostrils.  I’m close. Then he stopped when he almost stumbled on the figure that attempted to hide in the grass. Danny. It’s time to stop fooling around. “I’m sorry, Danny.” Mycroft watched him when he opened his green eyes, barely acknowledging the red dot of light splashed across his fore head. I’ve killed a lot of people. Why can’t I pull the trigger?

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To Sleep Perchance to Dream-Sherlock Fanfic

Sherlock sat hunched over his laptop, reading through county record after county record, muttering. Then he stopped, leaned forward and frowned.

“What is it?

“Wiggins, shut up, I’m concentrating.”

“Wiggins, shut up. Wiggins, get me this. Wiggins get me that. Wiggins clean up John’s vomit…”

He looked over at Wiggins and narrowed his eyes. “If you don’t shut up. I’ll shoot you.”

Wiggins looked at him, then folded his arms across his chest. “Fine, what did you find?”

“Mary Morstan, was killed during a shoot-out in a grocery store.”

“Who’s that again?”

“I thought I told you to shut-up.”

“You did, but how else am I supposed to know what’s going on?”

“Mary Morstan, was a nurse John dated after I was dead, well, fake-dead. They went on three or four dates and then she quit her job and disappeared.”

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Citrine Dimension

Strange looked at Wong. “Could you repeat that one more time?”

“Mordo is in the citrine dimension.”

“What’s the citrine dimension?” John asked.

Strange then glanced over at John, working to control his own heart rate. Damn, I’m starting to lose it. “The citrine dimension is a color frequency dimension. It is a disorientating place, full of deception. Everything is citrine colored. A person’s voice can become lost forever by disturbing its fragile facets. Oh, god, John, I can’t take you there.”

John stepped in front of him. “You can’t stop me. Wong and I are coming with you.”

“No, someone needs to stay here. Wong, you will come with me and John will stay.”

John laid a hand on his arm. “Strange, you’re not making sense. Wong is more equipped to guard the sanctum and I am more equipped to guard you.”

“I don’t need guarding and besides you have no idea what the citrine dimension could do to you, John. You could be fused into a crystalline structure forever, or your essence could be transformed into a frequency that no one could hear—just a blip on some observatory satellite.”

Strange shivered when John took his arm. “Then we shall be frozen in amber together, like fossils.”

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Breached-Sherlock/London Spy Fanfic

Danny crept alongside the fence, hoping the carcass of the dead rabbit still lay near the fence, where he’d seen it from the drive. He took a quick inventory of his pilfered supplies, Mycroft’s plush robe and terry belt, a wooden spoon, a pair of scissors, a pen light, and several rubber condoms. Thank god, Mycroft doesn’t have a latex allergy. Sheep skin wouldn’t work. I need an insulator.

He then looked around, making his way towards the electrified fence and the dead rabbit. The smell of rotting flesh filled his nostrils. Christ, it smells like I’ve found the poor thing. He shone the light down on the creature’s body, gaging from the odor, then tears filled his eyes when he noticed the maggots that ate at its once beautiful brown eyes. Alex. His beautiful blue eyes are now gone—rotted away. Though he couldn’t spare the time, he sank to the ground, keening into the folds of Mycroft’s robe. He then took a deep breath and tied the rabbit’s legs together, with one of the condoms, attaching the wooden spoon to one end. When the rabbit’s body hit the electrified fence, it lit up like a Christmas tree. The smell of burnt meat filled the air and he gagged again, but kept a tight grip on the wooden spoon.

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Frequencies-Sherlock Fanfic

I observe Molly when she comes into the room. Her hair hangs in tendrils around her face, making her appear like an anime character gone wrong—her eyes too kind and round. She looks fearful and sad.

“Molly, you don’t have to do this. We can get another Doctor.”

“It’s alright, Sherlock, I was already here.”

I frown. “I’m glad you’re here. Who brought you in?”

“I don’t know. A tactical unit came and got me.”

I smile. Could it be that Mycroft cares about the welfare of the people that matter most to me? I take her hand and bring it to my lips.

“Sherlock don’t, not today, not now. I’m not up to being teased.”

“Molly, I’m sorry I can’t give you more.”

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Black Lab -Sherlock Fanfic

Sherlock looked at the woman who stood in front of him. She was almost as tall as he and though she was of a sturdy build, there was a fragility about her. She had loved and lost. He leaned forward. “My name is Sherlock Holmes.”

She pursed her lips. “I know who you are Mister Holmes, you’re famous.”

He smiled. “Yes, well I am one of a kind. You understand that the nature of your work here would be somewhat well below the radar.”

She arched an eyebrow. “You mean illegal.”

“Well, it depends on what you consider illegal, Doctor Shaw. My partner and best friend John Watson has been in care for the last year. He isn’t getting better. I have determined that it is a result of inadequate medication and substandard therapy. I’ve studied your record and it is impressive. Your advances in PTSD are remarkable and new. It’s too bad you fell in love with a patient and that you had an affair with said patient and then said patient committed suicide after you lost your medical license. What a waste of a once brilliant career.”

Doctor Shaw stood up. Her lips were ashen and her hands shook. “I don’t need this. Good day, Mister Holmes.”

He rushed after her. “Wait, I’m sorry, please I need your…help.” Then he handed her a folder. “Please.”

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In the Chaos-Dr Strange/Dr. Watson Fanfic

John washed up, after a long and arduous surgery. The patient had died. Now it was time to tell the family. I’m sorry for your loss, but your son fucked up, got drunk and pedaled his bicycle in front of a bus. I tried but couldn’t put all the pieces back together again. Fuck, this part of the job sucked.

He made his way to where the family waited, their eyes hopeful and wary at the same time. Then the mother looked at him and he looked at her. She knew, even before he spoke she knew. Her wail of grief made the hairs on his arms stand on end. Her husband moved to catch her.

He looked at John, wanting the empirical evidence his heart couldn’t accept.  “I’m sorry, your son didn’t survive, his injuries were too severe.”

“Did he regain consciousness and say anything?”

The mother’s sobs made John want to scream as well. “No, I’m sorry.” Then he left, knowing that he would hear her sobs in his dreams. I need a drink. When is my bloody shift over? He stopped just outside his office and looked at the figure that hovered at the door. “Wong, is that you? How are you? What are you doing here?” Then he looked at Wong and Wong looked at him. “Oh Christ, it’s Strange, isn’t it?”

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Wouldn’t It Be Nice? Sherlock/London Spy Fanfic

Danny looked at himself in the mirror. His skin was still moist from his shower and he rubbed his hand along the glass to rub away the fog. The squeaking noise his fingers made while they banished the film made him smile, reminding him of a time when he must have been happy—maybe as a child? A tap at the door made him turn.

“Danny?”

He looked at Mycroft, making no move to hide his nakedness. With one step, he was across the room. “Mycroft, take me to bed.”

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