Clara get the Doctor a new phone. Series of texts between the pair. In linear order, for now. Post: Last Christmas

Sticking to the normal Wednesday routine, the Doctor quickly emerged presuming everything is normal. He really ought to learn that nothing is normal in his life.

Clara has noticed it for a long while now. The Doctor recognised that too but remained in a hopeful silence that she wouldn't act upon this recently discovered weakness of his. He was ticklish

Clara's apartment was quiet. Unusually quiet for a Saturday evening. The Doctor just assumed she was out doing other business. He was growing more patient and well mannered by each passing day. He had to thank her for that. He had a lot to thank her for, most importantly though was her companionship. Last Christmas was his happiest in a long time, plus he got a present that he coul

The world has gone to chaos. The dead don't stay dead and everyone is joining them. The few remaining survivors fight everyday for another day. Everyday just surviving, not living. John Watson has been doing exactly this until one day a stranger appears in his life. This stranger is Sherlock Holmes.

A young waitress noticed a new face returning to the café. After a month of his constant appearance she tries to make a conversation with him.

Tess Bates was a human girl. A typical teenager trying to find the balance between school, sports and watching her favourite show, Doctor Who. When a strange light began to seep though a crack in the soil, Tess found herself crashing into another world, a whole new universe, lodged in the bloodiest war to ever exist. The Time War.

The world has gone to chaos. The dead don't stay dead and everyone is joining them. The few remaining survivors fight everyday for another day. Everyday just surviving, not living. John Watson has been doing exactly this until one day a stranger appears in his life. This stranger is Sherlock Holmes. Johnlock and Lestrolly

Jim Moriarty, hi. but of course you've heard of me. I've decided to write a story of all the fun games I've played with Sherlock Holmes. in other words, welcome to my world.

Young Sherlock Holmes had questioned the mysterious vanishing blue box and the man who never seemed to age but these questions were thrown away long ago. For it was impossible, as Mycroft had so often reminded him. To live hundreds of years? A blue box that could disappear? Preposterous! But with the emergence of a stone-cold deadly enemy, the impossible might just seem possible.

Hi my name is John Watson. I'm going to tell you the story of my adventure with the famous Sherlock Holmes. He wasn't exactly happy when he found out I was writing a story on part of our life but then he says that about my blog and I always catch him reading it. Anyway it takes off from the return of the infamous notorious Moriarty!