Nothing has changed about ownership of the characters since the last chapter

Tyler spent the night and day in town. He just needed some space and then he'd go back. He knew that Kitty needed him, but he also knew he couldn't be there for her if he was an emotional wreck. That evening, he returned home.

He entered quietly, but, somehow, his daughter still heard him. She shrieked a 'daddy' and ran to him, almost bowling him over when she jumped into his arms. Jemima appeared shortly afterwards and Chelsea disappeared up the stairs.

"Feel better?" Jemima asked, pecking him on the cheek. Tyler nodded.

"I'm sorry I ran off like that," he apologised.

"It's not me you need to apologise to," Jemima responded, nodding towards the guest room. "She's been in there all day."

Tyler sighed, but didn't put it off. He ascended the stairs and tapped softly on her door.

"Kitty?" he asked. There was no response. "May I come in, Kitty?"

There was still no response, so he creaked open the door, just to check that she was alright. She wasn't in there, only a note.

I had to leave, Ty. Thanks for your hospitality. Please say thank you to your wife for the lovely pancakes

Tyler knew, he didn't know how he knew, but he knew that he was the reason she left. He shouldn't have run off like that. He screwed up big time, and he didn't know how to fix it. So, he just sat down on the bed and rested his head in his hands.

Kitty, meanwhile, had caught a bus to London. She knew could very likely bring back some painful memories, but it was also the place where she had left her past behind her and started afresh. She hoped she could do the same this time. She spent the rest of the day looking around London for a place to stay.

Somehow, Kitty found herself in front of 221B – Sherlock's previous home. She decided that it was the best possible place she could stay, so, she picked the lock (she didn't have a key) and locked the door behind her. She quickly made herself at home, and, even though Sherlock was hundreds of kilometres away, she felt close to him here. And she loved it

Tyler searched for Kitty while still looking after his family. Kitty had settled in quite well and gone to see if she could get a job with Scotland Yard. When they heard that she had worked with Sherlock, they happily took her on.

At the same time that Kitty joined Scotland Yard, Sherlock received a letter in the mail. He was very pleased when he saw that it was from Kitty. He made himself comfortable on the floor and started to read.

Dear Sherlock,

I never got a chance to apologise for leaving you so abruptly. So, here is my apology: I am sorry I left you so suddenly. And without a proper goodbye.

This letter is solely to tell you how much I miss you, even though it's been only one day since I left you. Although, by the time you receive this, I'm sure it will be more accurate to say several days.

Like I said on the phone, it's been years since I've been able to tell anyone that I love them. You should feel privileged to know that you are among the few people in this world I care about, just as I felt privileged that I got to study under you.

I miss you dearly, Sherlock.

Love Kitty

Okay, so I still haven't gained control of my hands. But I promise I will. It'll take a while, but I will.