"It's...you."

"Me."

"Well, not you you. But...yeah. You."

"Me," she said again.

"And I promise, you'll be glad I handled this one without you."

"Without me."

"Well," Nathan said. "Without you you."

"Now I've got to come," Audrey said, and walked out the door ahead of him.

There’s only one team member that the Fischer and Rothchild jobs had in common, which means only one person who could theoretically tie the two cases together.

Whatever the FBI knows, Eames wants to know it, too.

Harvey's client is trying to take on the mob, in the form of John "Three-Guns" Boccacho. Johnny Three-Guns has decided Harvey's an easier target, but fortunately Harvey's top PI and all-around badass, Mike Ross, is on the case.

"How's a woman supposed to prove her husband's a murderer, dammit?"

On the eve of a planned voyage to Brittany, Marjorie Jameson starts her day with no problems more pressing than forcing a boatyard to do an emergency repair to the family yacht. A chance encounter at the Cowes hi-speed ferry terminal begins to unravel a web of conspiracy and murder, with her charming, untrustworthy husband Julian right at the centre and Marjorie as the next intended victim.

But no-one's going to trust the word of an aging housewife whose complaints of abuse the police have previously dismissed as delusions.

A murder mystery at Smallville High drives Kon to brush up on his detective skills – and his undercover work. He might need to call in some help. Good thing his best friend is an expert at both.

As Moriarty keeps baiting him with seemingly random acts of violence, Sherlock struggles to keep up and keep John safe, but then there's one puzzle that shakes Sherlock's support system entirely. The story is ostensibly a modern-day spin on hiatus fic - John thinks Sherlock is dead, Sherlock is trying to destroy Moriarty's criminal network. But it's really about Sherlock working through what John and Mycroft mean to him.

It's like a bad joke: Gibbs and Fornell walk into an elevator. When they walk out, Gibbs says, "Pack your bags, DiNozzo -- you're going on a trip."

A notorious serial killer returns after a three-year hiatus, reminding Detective Arthur Moss of the infamous case he couldn't close. But when the FBI becomes involved, Arthur is forced to work side-by-side once again with Special Agent Daniel Eames, a man who knows Arthur better than Arthur himself will ever admit. Both men must confront their past and heal old wounds in order to bring a psychopath to justice.

“You could film him,” Ryan said.

Beckett shook her head. “We’ve been over this,” she said. “He doesn’t show... oh...”

“We could film him not showing up,” Castle said, nodding. “Ryan, you’re a genius.”

“You’re wishing you’d asked him to record that as a voicemail, aren’t you?” Esposito said.

Ryan nodded ruefully. “Kinda, yeah.”

Pre-series, ~those~ bonds, 1-0: Neal's accidentally working for the mob, Kate is probably considering a new client list, Mozzie's waiting for The Man and The Man is a little more amused than it should be.

Something's up in Eureka - and Jo can't get anyone to tell her what's going on!

Abby's past and present collide when she and a missing Admiral they're searching for turn out to have a mutual friend--the Doctor.

"Sounds like one bad house. We should check it out." Dean did a screeching U-turn in the middle of the road.

Sam shot him a dirty look.

Dean grinned. "Illinois's the other way, dude."

"My name," she says. "Father named me . . . before he realized, of course."

"Realized?" Dean cocks his head a little in anticipation.

"My . . . condition," she says, plucking at the long sleeve of her dress, as if that's any kind of answer.