one-shots of Sherlock and my OC Alice - these are NOT cannon to my story 'If You Love Me, Get Clean' - but I still can't let them go, so I've decided to take them on little adventures ... ♡ If you want to know more about Alice and her relationship with Sherlock please read my long and completed full story on my profile 'If You Love Me, Get Clean', including a semi-sequel called 'The Luckiest', and a separate book for all the chapters that ended up on the cutting room floor 'Get Clean' - I grouped them all together as a series.

This is a collection of outtakes and chapter extensions from my story "if you love me, get clean" I still can't let them go, so I've decided to publish all the chapters, outtakes, extensions and so forth that never got to see the light of day in the original story. Sometimes when writing I found that chapters were becoming way too long or I simply couldn't find a place for them to fit within my planned amount of chapters, but I was pretty proud of some of them and I think some are kinda funny (and also heartbreaking, but hey, what can I do? I like angst) so I'm putting them out into the universe anyway!

It's been years now, but at times he still feels like he could not possibly belong to this. {A collection of drabbles and one-shots - some short and some long - as a (kind of) sequel to my book "If You Love Me, Get Clean"}

"And you're twenty three, unemployed, smoke a packet of cigarettes a day, shoot up every other evening, and in a relationship with your childhood best friend," she moves her hand blocking the sun from her eyes to raise an eyebrow at him. "What might that say about you?" He huffs, rolling onto his back. "That last point is more a negative reflection on you than me." • All aboard the Angst Train! Choo Choo!

It's Not Real - Book II At first Evelyn had been skeptical about moving, worried Sherlock might struggle with the change and end up spending all his time at 221B while she and their children lived separately, but she couldn't have been more wrong.

"I need a favour." "Do come in, Sherlock, of course I'm happy to see you, anything I can help you with?" "Yes. I just said, I need a favour." "I was being sarcastic." "Really? Well, I still need a favour. Will you help?" "I don't even know what you want." "I need you to be my girlfriend." {fake dating fic - we pretty much ignore half of series 4}