A trifecta of trouble descends upon our favorite detectives, turning a slow week into a busy cacophony of managing expectations and protecting old friendships. Can Mike and Steve sail the stormy seas and deal with the chaos at their feet before anyone gets hurt?

There's a story behind every murder and it's rarely a simple explanation. As they try to solve the mystery surrounding a body floating in the Bay, Mike and Steve soon find themselves following a winding path of half-truths, mistrust and heart-wrenching tragedy.

The odds against Steve and Mike both dying accidental deaths on the same day, around the same time, over one hundred and fifty miles apart, are just too great for it to be just coincidental.

It had been an accidental shooting but that did not make the fact that he had shot his partner any easier to bear.

Set in 1974, our favorite detectives take on a new case.

Just a little one-shot for the episode "The House on Hyde Street". It's such a meaningful and heart-wrenching story and I always loved the character portrayal in this one. Enjoy!

A playful killer and the aftermath of a death on the force threaten to put a strain on a once strong partnership. Can Mike and Steve find their way back to the truth before it is too late?

A new year brings a whole new set of challenges.

"Please Doc, tell me you are joking?" Bill begged.

A hostage situation in Booking takes a deadly turn and Mike finds himself wrestling with just how to save the lives of not only Steve but also seven other hostages when the hostage taker believes he has nothing to lose and everything to gain.

Pulling his coat closer in a vain attempt to protect himself a little from the icy sting of the winter storm, Mike Stone found himself staring at the red streaks that stained the wall and the burgundy pool of blood adjacent to it. Mike frowned, "What were you doing here, Steve?"

"We're not just partners, Steve, we're family, and no matter what happens, there's no way I would ever leave you behind." (One shot)

"Mike, hit it!" I yell, praying that Mike hears my warning and somehow manages to get to safety before he is gunned down in front of my eyes. A response to a writer's challenge called 'The 3 Challenge' which consists of – same 3 words at the start of each paragraph, 3 paragraphs, 3 perspectives. The story is based on a scene from the fourth season episode "Judgement Day".

Jeannie squealed with delight. Her father had invited his new partner, Steve Keller, home for dinner. Steve was such a dreamboat! She could simply lose herself staring into those beautiful green eyes all night. Could a simple, innocent schoolgirl's crush on her father's new partner end in tragedy? (This story is set two years before the show.)

All Mike wanted on this typical-looking Monday was to get it over and done with as quickly as possible. Little did he know that this typical-looking Monday that he was dreading, he was going to find himself reliving the worst moments of his life. * chapters 9, 10 & 11 posted today. This story is now complete.

He had promised to love her, to cherish her, to keep her safe. It was a promise that would change lives forever. *Chapters 13 to 18 posted today. This story is now complete.

It was one lecture that Mike would regret ever giving his young partner.

Steve investigates a case that threatens to tear not only his and Mike's partnership, but also their friendship, apart.

A single phone call pulls our two favorite San Francisco Homicide Detectives into the depth of an unsolved crime so sinister that the locals would rather see it buried in the back of an old file cabinet, never to be mentioned again. What will it take for Mike and Steve to fight off the monsters along the way to seek justice for the victims, no matter the cost?

The panicked tossing and whimpering coming from the young man in the bed instantly roused Mike from the light doze into which he had drifted. Surprised to find the room in darkness, he jumped to his feet and hurried to the side of the hospital bed. Turning back on the night light above the bed, he reached for Steve's hand and began to whisper, "Shh, Buddy boy, it's okay."

There had been no time for farewells, no time for anymore 'I love you's', and no time to kiss her just one last time while whispering in her ear just how much she meant to him. (Set 10 years before the show)

Pain! It was everywhere! It was alive! And it was clawing and chewing at his insides, like a thousand meat eating ants, trying to eat him alive. He was dying and death was agonizingly painful and slow. He whimpered as he drew in a shallow breath as his ribs screamed in protest and closed his eyes, "I'm sorry Mike… I tried…" Co - written with the very talented The Real Joan Wilder

A body found in the city doesn't belong in the city. And yet, our two favorite detectives will find out that the stranger's intriguing background leads them directly back to the city.

Just a bit of Steve!whump for your convenience. Trying to stay true to the era, I made the bad guy British.

Some might consider it just another close call in the line of duty, but this one cut a little too deep for a certain Lieutenant, threatening to disrupt the search for an elusive killer and putting strain on the one friendship that means the most to him.