Under Mild Construction. Parentlock! When Sherlock and John are investigating a mystery that involves several abductions from orphanages, what will happen when Sherlock meets a tiny boy who brings out feelings in him he didn't even know he had... Is Sherlock capable of being a father...? Lots of fluff and cuteness, but there are mild mentions of child abuse. Rated T just in case.

My debut fanfiction! This is a Sherlock oneshot, a songfic to Cancer by My Chemical Romance. Sorry if this makes you cry, and thankyou guys so much for reading! DISCLAIMER: I don't own the BBC or My Chemical Romance. Sadly.

Mr Weasley put down his paper and emblazoned on the front was a picture of a man with wild, matted hair and sunken, sallow skin. 'Who is that man' Castiel asked. 'Sirius Black,' Mr Weasley said grimly. 'The Sirius Black' Castiel said, eyes wide. He leaned closer to the paper. 'He's escaped' 'Yes,' said Mr Weasley, looking extremely grave.

Middle School is hard enough for normal kids. Homework, classes, teachers you don't like, bullies. But Sherlock Holmes is about as far from normal as you can get. He's brilliantly smart, smarter than most of the teachers at Culverton Middle School. He solves homicides faster than Scotland Yard can. He's been given the title of "class freak" by all of the bullies, and is their prime target. And he can't tell anyone what's going on in his life. He'll never be able to tell anyone anything. (Cover art is not mine. All credit to the artist.)