When Harriet Watson, sister to army doctor John Watson, passes away, her little niece Julia is left in John's possession. She doesn't talk much, doesn't have friends, and spends most of the time with her nose in a book. When Julia moves into 221B, can Sherlock get her out of her shell, one loner to another?
{So, I've always ADORED the idea of Alex Kingston playing Harriet in BBC Sherlock. Coming across this picture, it reminded me of a mini Alex, and this Fanfiction blossomed! }
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.