Post Reichenbach, Sherlock writes a letter to John, expressing his feelings

Teenlock! Like I said before, I don't usually do AUs, but I had the sudden urge to do a teenlock. I sent this to a friend and asked her to come up with a title with me, but she hasn't responded yet. I just put in a line for later, but if any of you have ideas for titles I'd love to hear suggestions. Later chapters to include Johnlock. Cover art by http://cinnamonplayground.tumblr.com/ who was amazing enough to let me borrow it.

"This phonecall-it's, er...it's my note. It's what people do, don't they-leave a note?" "Leave a note when?" I could barely talk when I said: "Goodbye, Sherlock." "No. Don't. NO!" The characters in this story belong to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Based on BBC show, Sherlock.

It all started with a trip. Sherlock had been acting weird, and everyone thought he was just stressed, so he and John go on a trip to Fiji. Yet, what was supposed to be a relaxing vacation from the stresses of detective work only opened the door for much more stress and confusion when John begins to have strange feelings around his colleague, Sherlock Holmes. And Sherlock is still acting strange.

Apparently Sherlock isn't dead. How will John take the news? When he finds out of course. Will he move on and find the love of his life? Will Sherlock try and confess his love for the doctor which he has been hiding since they first laid eyes on each other? Or will they both just forget about on another and move on. Johnlock fic

When John finds a tall, thin man in the middle of the night, he never expected to be thrown into such intense and incredible memories. But there Sherlock was. When Sherlock got into heroin, he had not thought there would be anyone would would want to come close to him ever again. But there John was. Two unlikely men who found each other and had to adjust to the new life that they now lead, drugs, drama, death, doctors and all.

"I need notes," Sherlock explained. "No." - As of January 30th, 2019, this fic has been revised, edited, and cleaned up to its absolute best for your reading pleasure! Happy shipping, folks! - Noms Warnings: *OOC Mary (not Mary friendly, i'm sorry </3) *Non/con themes (no rape, minor sexual assault) *Minor victim blaming (not on purpose, well intentioned/general miscommunication and assholery from John) *Hand wavey science (not a warning, just hope u know i was bullshitting this whole fic when i wrote it at 13)

Several months after the events at Sherinford Island, Sherlock and John are back to solving crimes at 221B Baker street whilst John juggles parenthood. However, there is something much deeper and much more difficult to understand brewing in the flat. Love. As Sherlock begins to lose his grip on how to deal with matters of the heart and John gets in deep with a case that could prove fatal, the two best friends are to face something which has been the subject of Mrs Hudson's sneaky winks for years.

Sherlock, John, and Mary live finely till Mary unearths some secrets that jeopardize her unborn baby. When a case leads to the killing of Mary Watson, John and Sherlock are left to pick each other's pieces back up, and rebuild the other. It's gay, btw

John is trapped in the never ending torrent of education and social exclusion, forced to attend one of the most exclusive and prestigious boarding schools. His roommate Greg Lestrade, however, won't let the old walls of Wisteria trap them, and soon the boys find themselves surrounded with public school kids and bad decisions. Sherlock's life has been anything but easy, accused of a crime he never committed and thrown into the lowest social hierarchy of Lauriston school with his name turned into dirt. Laughed at, mocked, and tormented by his fellow classmates, Sherlock just wants to be happy for once in his lonely life... Johnlock Viclock