A/N: So, here is the long awaited epilogue for I See You. It's now very long, but I never promised it would be. I just felt it needed a little something more. Just a little bit of fluff for the characters after all the drama. Anyway, I hope you all like it. Enjoy :)

"I don't really find the humor in it."

"Sherlock, you refused to learn about the solar system, and yet there's a set of freckles on your back that perfectly make up the Big Dipper. You don't at least find that ironic?" Molly giggled.

Sherlock rolled his eyes, but gave her a small grin. "Perhaps it is a bit ironic."

"Wow. If I had known getting you into bed was all it took to get you to agree with me, I would have done it a long time ago," Molly joked.

Sherlock let out a booming laugh at this. Molly laughed along with him, but then suddenly her laughter died down.

"What is it?" he asked gently, pulling her into his arms. He felt like he couldn't touch her enough, and he reveled in holding her to him.

"It's just, well...what now?"

He looked down at her, confused.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, do you want to keep this a secret. I would totally understand if you would, because of people like Moriarty or if you just want your privacy or something."

"Molly, I tried to hide my feelings for you, and Moriarty still found out, so that point is moot. As far as privacy goes, I couldn't care less. In fact, I want everyone to know you're mine. Especially that new lab technician. He's far too handsy if you ask me," Sherlock finished with a growl, causing Molly to chuckle.

"So, that means I can tell Mary?"

"Yes, you can tell Mary, though I don't understand what it is about you females and harping over relationships."

"Oh, hush and let me have my girl moments," she scolded. He leaned down quickly and kissed her.

"Yes ma'am," he spoke against her lips. When he pulled away, he rested his cheek against the top of her head.

"You know," he began, running he hand down her arm absent-mindedly. "John's going to ask Mary to move in together soon."

"What? Are you serious?"

He grinned at her excited manner. "Yes, I'm serious."

"But wait, won't that be a bit awkward with the three of you?"

He laughed lightly. "Molly, John will be moving out. They'll get their own flat."

He felt her cheeks warm against his chest. "Oh."

He paused for a moment, growing nervous now. "221B will be awfully lonely. I'll probably need a new flatmate."

"Yeah. I think Margaret said that James up in Human Resources was looking for a flat. Though I know how picky you are. You'd probably terrify the poor man," she chuckled.

His hand stopped, and she looked up at him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

"Molly, I was trying to ask you to move in with me," he sighed. He really had to get better at being subtle, because apparently he was too subtle.

Her jaw dropped and her eyes grew wide. "Really?" she asked.

He smiled, taking her face in his hand. "Really."

She beamed at him, warming his heart, before pouncing on him and pressing her mouth against his. After a moment, she pulled away.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too," he said with a smile. He leaned up to kiss her again, this time fisting his hand in her hair. She moaned in response and he quickly flipped them over so he was on top of her. He trailed kisses down her neck then further, continuing down.

"Again," she asked breathlessly.

He looked up at her, a devilish grin on his face. "Like you said, I'm making up for lost time."