Just for holiday spirit...
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Today I think was the strangest day I have had since I moved in to 221b Baker Street.
            It all started when Lestrade  rang the bell at 2:13 this morning. There had been a murder on the back steps of Harrods departmental ( Read more... )

Okay this is my first fanfic with 8 and Fitz
tell me what you think, (its not that good, is it? =(

The Doctor has promised Fitz anyplace and everyplace, but that would have to wait.
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FItz and The Doctor could have been anywhere in the universe, any time for that matter too.

But no, They were in the ( Read more... )

Last time:

Amy and Rory passed each other a look. Something did not seem right.

"I didn't do anything wrong,"The Doctor said. Rory looked at him, he was bouncing on the back of his heels.
"I didn't do anything wrong." he repeated. Rory could not help but feel that the doctor was lying to himself.

"You don't actually believe that rubbish do you?" ( Read more... )

“I’m the Doctor,” The man in the bowtie said extending his hand once again.

“Interesting.” Sherlock murmured looking the man in the bowtie over.

At first glance he appeared a young man about mid twenties thirty at most, carefree and hyperactive. The way his eyes darted around told that he was not of the norm. He was taking in ( Read more... )

 

Sherlock lay on the couch. He was board. Board of having no cases and board of the lack of interesting things happening. He fiddled his phone in his fingers. No new messages.

Out of nowhere, the phone vibrated.  Sherlock smiled. This may be interesting.

“Sherlock Holmes.” He stated. “Who is this?”

“ ( Read more... )

Amy brought Rory back, The Doctor too. But without her even knowing she brought someone forward.

The doctor, Amy and Rory exited the Tardis.  They could hear the dull hum of cars passing in the heat. Rory thought the place looked familiar. He looked at the street name. Baker Street! Holy crap! This is the street Sherlock ( Read more... )

  This is the story of a girl pushed to far ( Read more... )

Can’t take this anymore

The lies bringing me down

Broken up from the inside

Feels like I’m falling down

Crumbling into myself

Fear lies where the heart is

Don’t know which way to go

One way into the shadows

And one way into the unknown

"Girl"
Here comes that "Girl"
Look away
What ever you do,
Don't look her in the face
She's different than us
Can't you see
That "Girl" over there
Holds something strange
Its that which we fear
It's called imagination, creativity and fun
That is why that "Girl" over there
Must be banished at once.