NLH: I intend for this series to put the very noton of SuperWhoLock to shame. This is more like, "Lie to The Indispensable Doctor Sherlock Potter and My Supernatural Avengers Z, Episode IV: Catching Fairy". I hope you could get all the references that has, because I just revealed several of the people who we're going to find in here.

And don't forget, if you want to see something in here, anything at all, be it a certain fandom or the characters doing something, don't hesitate to ask. I'd love to put it in here for you.

I don't own Doctor Who or Sherlock.

On that day, when the Lord of Time and the Final Roman, the two strongest in that universe, found that a certain young girl, whom they both held dear to their hearts, had been taken from them, they did not despair. They did not cry, or shout, or scream in frustration. Instead, they ran. Ran through time and space, collecting on the many debts the Lord of Time had upon people. Nearly every living thing held a debt to that man in some way. And he went to those he deemed useful, and declared that they would repay their debts that very day. And they came together, in the incredible event known as the Battle of Demon's Run. But that battle was lost, and while many died that day, and those who lived were brought truly low, the seeds were sown to bring them all much, much higher. Some of those whose debts he collected upon were known. The Reptile Mistress and her human lover, the Combat Nurse, the Pirate, the Flying Men Out of Time, the Martyr Merchant. But there were more. I spin for you the tales of those others who fought at his side that day, and how they came to join him in that conquest. The King of Sorcerers and the Brothers of the Apocalypse have been recruited to the cause. Now, I chronicle the Great Seeker and the Seeker's Follower.

Mycroft was getting tired of this.

Yet again, his dear younger brother felt the need to exploit his access to Mycroft's credentials for something ridiculous involving his case. Even though he knew it wouldn't work, he decided to aain try talking him out of doing it again.

After a little more knocking, he decided to just go in. The lights were on, there had to be someone in there. And the door was unlocked, so he simply ent in. He wouldn't have dared to do that with anyone else, but his brother's flat had been invaded enough times by less hostile people-although right now, Mycroft was far more likely to be a threat to his brother than the other invaders, given his present mood.

The lights were on, the computer was open and on the browser, but no annoying younger brother or unnecissarily quiet sidekick. Even the housekeeper was nowhere to be found. The closets were open and clothes on the floor, as if they had hurriedly packed. The refrigerator was wide open. It seemed as if they had suddenly left, and in a hurry.

There was a sticky note written and stuck haphazardly in the butter. He picked it up, wiped the butter off it, and read.

"Hello Mycroft. Not sorry I used your ID again. If you want to yell at me, you'll have to wait a short while. John and I have left with a time-traveling alien to battle an extremist religious cult in then future and save a girl. Nothing to worry over

-Sherlock

PS, John wanted me to tell you that we were just going on another case, but I think that would be hard to believe, wouldn't it?"

That was fun to write. Remember, I want to hear your ideas and your thoughts on these.