Dean and Castiel meet in prison.

Castle is bored and comes across a website with a list of national days and decides to start celebrating.

Sherlock and Joan play Scrabble.

Sherlock loves his experiments, but how long will John's patience last?

John returns home only to find that Sherlock has overdosed and is fading fast. The only thing left for John to do is hope that he won't lose the only person he truly cares about.

Sherlock Holmes had never acknowledged his emotions, and he was fine with that. So, when the detective's world had been shattered and the walls separating him from the harsh world of sentiment came crashing down, Sherlock Holmes fell with them.

Sherlock Holmes had always been more of a solitary man. He didn't care for the company of others –he didn't need it. Then came John Watson, the singular exception to the detective's distaste for companionship. But all things must end -Sherlock found that out the hard way.

Sherlock is injured while working a case, and his survival is bleak, which leaves John as the only one who can close the case. But can he solve this puzzle before it's too late?

Sherlock knew what he wanted to say, but he couldn't bring himself to speak. So many things deserved to be said during that agonizing silence, and so many of those things were cruelly locked away, never to see the light of day. And all because of sentiment.