Disclaimer: I own nothing of Sherlock BBC and this story is loosely based on Big, a Korean Drama


It was pouring when Molly Hooper stepped out of St. Bart's. Today was her last day and tomorrow early in the morning, she would be leaving for Edinburgh to take up the position of Head of Pathology in one of the hospitals there. The job offered there was a promotion itself by title and a higher salary was also accompanied with it. Most importantly, no Sherlock Holmes there. All in all, an offer Molly couldn't and wouldn't refuse.

It's time to move on, long past the time to do so if she's honest to herself. She's sick of being manipulated by him and of the pitiful looks people like John, Mr Hudson, Greg, Mike, Sally and even Anderson gave her all the time. Could you believe it? Anderson pitying her? That was the ultimate wake-up call for Molly and she took the job right away. There's no such a thing called second chances.

She didn't tell anyone about her resignation besides Mike of course, who was her boss. Former boss now, Molly reminded herself. Molly decided to inform John, Mary and perhaps Greg too only after she fully settled down in Edinburgh. She knows it's a coward thing to do, running away and telling them later but she's not good with saying good byes anyway. It was better this way and it's not like Sherlock Holmes would care. As if he would go after her to Edinburgh, saying how he couldn't do without her. Wishful thinking. Oh, he would be angry alright.

Molly was the only one willing to work with him in St. Bart's. Not so surprising considering that he practically called everyone an idiot. Apparently, she was the one of the few who had a "functioning brain" so she's not that terrible to work with, if only she would stop telling jokes of any kind. That was really not her area of expertise or so she was being informed by Sherlock Holmes many a times. He would get on just as fine without her. Sherlock could always just charm another pathologist to help him.

God, even when she was about to leave London, she was still thinking of Sherlock bloody Holmes. How could she ever move on like this? Time and distance, she fervently hoped, would be able to help her. Molly sniffed her nose, trying desperately to hold back her tears from the thoughts of actually leaving this place.

Her parents were dead long time ago and she's all alone but Molly had a second family here, with them in Baker Street. She could always visit if she missed them, Molly reasoned to herself. Her thoughts ended abruptly when a car suddenly stopped beside her by the curb and a car door swung open.

"Get in, please"

If Molly was a normal person, she probably would have screamed but when you dealt with people like Mycroft Holmes on a frequent basis, she really gotten quite used to be kidnapped. She bended down and looked into the car, expecting Anthea or even Mycroft but no, she saw a very pretty woman that she never seen before.

"I don't think we ever met before. Maybe you got the wrong person?"

"You are Molly Hooper right?"

"Yes…"

"Then you are the one I want to talk to. Do get in quickly, the rain is spoiling the leather seats."

Dazed, Molly got into the car as told. The car moved smoothly and she turned towards the woman with many questions in her head.

"You might have heard of me from Sherlock. I'm Irene Adler."

She heard of her before, not from Sherlock but from John during one of their casual conversations when they were eating in the cafeteria. She was dubbed 'The Woman' who nearly bested Sherlock and won his interest along the way. Molly couldn't say she's not jealous of Irene Adler because that would be a lie. The silver lining she could find was now that having seen her in real life, Molly knew she could never be measured up to her rival's beauty and intelligence, presenting a great motivation to really get Sherlock over with.

"What do you want to talk about then? Sherlock?"

"No, I…"

Whatever Irene Adler wanted to say to her, it was interrupted when the car they were in was hit by another car during a junction. The last thought that was on Molly's mind before she blacked out was that she couldn't go to Edinburgh tomorrow, looking at the circumstances.


The first thing that Molly realised after she woke up was that she was in a morgue, lying on the table to be exact, like she's already dead. She turned and looked at the mirror wall on her left.

"What the..."

The reflection looking back at Molly was Irene Adler. Molly touched her face in disbelief. This was not her body. This was Irene Adler's. What on earth is going on? Disoriented, Molly limped out of the morgue, wrapping the sheet around her, no, Irene Adler's body. On the way out, she saw Sherlock. What a relief, finally someone to make sense of the situation here.

"Sherlock, I know this sounds crazy but I'm not Irene Adler. I'm Molly Hooper! Somehow during the accident, our bodies swapped. Where is she? I mean where is my body? I'm still alive right? Sherlock, answer me! Sherlock!"

"Yes, your body is still alive and well. This is not the first case of body swap. Everything will be returned back to normal in no time, Molly. Mycroft is working on it as we speak. Don't worry…"

"Don't worry? How easy it is for you to say that. Why, why did this happen? How? If only I don't get into her car. She wanted to speak to me; it must be to talk about you but why me, that I don't get it. It's all your fault! I hate you, Sherlock Holmes! Finally I could start afresh but you must go and ruin it. It's always you. Everything is always about you… "

Her voice echoed the empty hallway. As she slid down against the wall, Sherlock leaned forward and hugged her gently. As if it wasn't enough that her feelings for him was not returned and not to mentioned abused by Sherlock himself, she now had to live in the body of Irene Adler's. The very same one whom she lost Sherlock to.

This had to be the final straw for Molly so she cried out loud, wanting to let out all the feelings she had suppressed for so long. Why must the only time Sherlock ever hugged her was when she was not even in her own body? Why must she love this man so much, out of so many men in London?


Author's note: Big is actually a Korean drama about a boy and a man swapping body after an accident and how the boy and the man's fiancée fall in love. So one day I was watching the drama when it came to me, what will happen if Molly Hooper and Irene Adler switch bodies? Hence the creation of this story!

**To my first review of this story (the name displayed on your review is 'Guest' but I can't possibly call you that, can't I?), thank you for thinking that my story is 'cool' :D As for me updating soon, unfortunately I would like to complete on my other story first then after that I can place my full attention on this story. Hope you will be patient and stick around!