AN: Well, here we are the last chapter. It has been so much fun writing this and thank you so much to those that faved, followed and read this story, it means a lot! Thanks! :)

Molly stood at the microscope trying to concentrate but it wasn't easy. She kept thinking about the Doctor and where he was and if he was okay. She sighed heavily. Here she was in love with the Doctor but was it was too late, she had messed up. He was gone and her heart was broken.

She continued jotting notes or trying to; it was quiet. Molly knew Sherlock would be coming in soon wanting his morning coffee but he could get his own coffee. She just wasn't up for it. She wiped a few escaped tears then heard a voice beside her but it wasn't Sherlock. "Hi." The Doctor said softly.

Molly glanced up and saw the Doctor, standing there.

"Doctor?" She said surprised. "Hello." He replied smiling slightly. "Hi," She eyed him up and down shyly. "You've changed suits." She said noticing he was wearing a blue suit instead of his brown pinstripe. The Doctor nodded. "Yeah, thought I try something new, you like it?"

She nodded. "It's very nice." She cleared her throat nervously. "Um, what are you doing here? I thought you'd gone." Molly asked. The Doctor shrugged. "I had to see you."

Molly lowered her eyes. "What for?" "Is there a reason why I can't?" The Doctor replied. She shrugged tracing an imaginary circle on the table. "Well, I thought you were mad at me." He shook his head. "I'm not." She glanced up at him. "You're not?" "No, never." He smiled.

Molly smiled.

The Doctor looked into those beautiful sparkling eyes and exhaled. It was now or never. "Molly I"

"Wait," She said gently interrupting him. "Um, I need to say something first," Molly sighed. "I'm tired of being afraid and shy so I want to speak first otherwise I'll never say it."

"Fair enough." The Doctor nodded clasping his hands behind him listening.

Molly exhaled before speaking. "First of all I'm sorry about what I did; I was just frustrated with Sherlock and the things he was saying about you."

He shrugged. "Ah, don't worry about it. We talked; everything's fine, now," The Doctor smirked. "I doubt he'll even remember this."

She smiled pausing a minute staring at her hands. She looked at him. "Um, I know what you said about Rose and not wanting being in a relationship and I understand that," She glanced up at him nervously. "But I-I love you. I can't help it but I truly love you. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." Molly replied honestly.

He continued to look at her with no expression. Feeling awkward Molly sighed softly turning away. "I-I knew if I didn't tell you now then I probably never would so I just wanted you to know before you left."

The Doctor nodded. "Can I respond, now?" She just nodded quietly still not looking at him. He came closer and she felt the soft touch of his hands cradle her face then gently turn her face towards his so her eyes were meeting his.

Molly gazed up into his dark brown eyes as he gently tucked a loose strand of her blond hair behind her ear. He smiled pressing his lips tenderly against hers'. She slowly wrapped her arms around him, his lips were soft and gentle and his kiss tasted sweet like bananas. His hands moved caressing her shoulders allowing her melt into his embrace.

After the kiss she smiled pressing her forehead against his then he whispered softly in her ear. "I love you, too, Molly so much." He kissed her cheek.

Molly looked at him happy and surprised. "Yeah?" He nodded smiling. "You sound surprised." She shrugged. "Well, I know I'm not much and I'm not as pretty or brilliant as Rose was." He took her hand into his tenderly rubbing her fingers. "You're wrong," He said. "I am?" She replied. "You're everything to me, Molly Hooper." The Doctor said sincerely.

He sighed heavily. "You know when Sherlock invited me here I had no intentions of staying. I was just too depressed. I had lost just Rose, a feisty bride turned down my offer of coming with me cause' I confused her," The Doctor lowered his eyes. "She told me I needed somebody but I disagreed. I didn't want anybody. All I wanted was to be left alone."

"What changed?" Molly asked.

He looked at her. "I met you," She smiled slightly. "And you changed my mind." He smiled. "Not something a lot people can do, you know." He lightly tapped her nose.

She blushed.

"Are you still leaving?" Molly asked. The Doctor nodded. "Yeah, I'm ready to get back out there and start traveling again."

"On your own?" She asked. He casually shrugged. "Well, I was hoping if you'd come with me." She looked at him. "What?"

"Would you come with me? We can go anywhere you want," The Doctor said. "It's a time machine so I can have you back and no one would notice you were gone."

Molly bit her lower lip. "Oh, tell me have you ever brought back someone late before?" She lightly teased. He awkwardly shrugged. "No." Molly smirked. "Doctor?" "Okay, yeah." He admitted sheepishly. "But what do you say?"

Molly sighed. "Well, I don't really want to go anywhere." His face fell and he nodded. "Fair enough. Well, I-I'll go." He turned away but she smiled taking his hand. "Let me finish. I'd rather let the TARDIS decided and just drift in space for a while and spend time with you if that's okay?"

The Doctor grinned. "Sure, we can do that." He looked at her carefully. "So is that a 'yes?" Molly nodded hugging his arm. "Yes." She smiled. He grinned. "Shall we?" "Yeah." She nodded. He snapped his fingers opening the door for her. She grinned. "That's a very good trick." He sniffed brushing his nails across his jacket. "Why thank you." He smirked making her giggle.

The Doctor then came closer kissing her again and they stepped inside then with a snap of the fingers the door closed and the TARDIS quickly disappeared.