A/N: Hello my darling reader!

This is the last chapter. The next chapter will be the epilogue and is currently being written. It will be posted before Christmas. Yay!

I hope I sticked to the characters in this chapter. If not, lemme know and I'll rewrite. Of course, everyone is excited to be back in their original lives, no matter what.

I also may have lied a little when I said (or implied) that there'd be no LGBTQIA-ness in this story. You'll see what I mean. But hey, they're cute and they love each other, so... *shrug*

Anyway, enough chit chat, enjoy!

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Change can be both funny and cruel. Once something is comfortable and seems right, it changes, leaving confused and annoyed people. Sometimes, the change is good. Sometimes, it's good for some and bad for others involved.

When Molly woke up without a hangover and her arms wrapped around something soft and comfy, she knew something was wrong. Of course, the last thing she remembered was Kate taking the vodka bottle away. She opened her eyes and looked around.

The room was a light pink. It wasn't an atrocious colour as she once remembered the room. It was a calming, gentle colour that almost had her smiling. She was in her own body again, and she was in her house, in her room. Irene had made the room look beautiful. Molly wasn't sure whether to smile or frown.

There were two things she knew for sure:

1. She wasn't going to be close to Kate, and there was a change she wouldn't be able to see her.

2. Irene had screwed her over… somehow.

Molly stood up and stretched. She yawned and walked to the bathroom. Staring into the mirror, she smiled and pulled her hair up. Irene had washed her hair last night and she looked clean and comfortable. Molly got into the shower and revelled in the familiar body wash.

Like Molly, Irene had awoken with something in her arms. Her head started to throb and she ducked her head against the pillow in her arms. It was only when she felt the soft hair on her face and heard the "pillow" make a noise that she opened her eyes. Her lips parted as she realised what had happened. Irene was back in her body and in her arms-

"'Rene? You alright?" Kate grumbled out, putting her hand over Irene's.

The dominatrix bit her lip to suppress her smile. She pulled Kate closer and moaned.

"I love you."

She felt Kate chuckle and moved in her arms. Irene opened her eyes to see Kate staring up at her.

"I love you too." Kate pressed a light kiss to Irene's lips and moved out of her arms. "I'll get you a coffee, an aspirin, and some breakfast."

Irene closed her eyes again and smiled. "Thank you, darling."

She knew she would miss the traveling and working. Irene knew that she'd never go into a morgue again to work. In fact, she wasn't even sure she'd be able to continue working as a dominatrix. However, Irene would give it up in a heartbeat as long as she could stay with Kate. Becoming Molly was a blessing in disguise. Sure, she missed being herself, but Irene got to see life as an average, menial person. And it made her appreciate her own life even more. Her appreciation of Kate increased as well. Not only did she have to fend for herself, but she noticed the amount of work Kate put into one day.

Molly got ready for work and made her way to work. As she walked in, she found Sherlock pacing through the morgue.

"Sh-Sherlock? Why are you so early? I-it's not even eight am." Molly looked around, feeling rather distressed.

The detective's eyebrows furrowed, his eyes narrowed at her and his lips turned down. "Excuse me?"

Taking a step back, Molly looked around the morgue. "What's going on? Why are you here? Why are you being so polite?"

Sherlock walked toward her. "Are you okay?"

"W-what? What are you talking about?" Molly asked, taking another few steps back.

"Why are you walking away from me?" Sherlock asked. "What's wrong? What's happened? What happened with Irene Adler?"

Molly frowned at Sherlock and held onto her bag with a tighter grip. "I'm fine, are you?"

Crossing his arms, Sherlock shifted his weight to his left foot. "What's happened with Irene Adler?"

"What?" Molly frowned and crossed her arms, mimicking Sherlock. "Are you here to analyse my private life?"

Sherlock took a step back. "What happened to you?"

"What happened to me?" Molly asked, feeling flustered. "What's with all these questions?"

"I want to make sure you're alright. You haven't been yourself as of late." Sherlock said, his eyes flitting around her body.

She pulled her coat closer to herself and frowned at him. She felt herself pale. "What's happened is none of your business. It's my private business. Drop it."

Although he tried to suppress his smirk, Molly still saw it. "Drop it?"

"Yes," she said, holding her ground. "Leave it be. Leave me be. It's not important."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows and looked at the ground. "Alright. Well…" he paused and looked back at her. "I'm here for you. I'll take your case. If you want me to."

He shrugged and walked out, leaving a bamboozled Molly behind. The pathologist watched him leave, her mouth ajar. "Uh, thanks?" she called out.

Molly stared at the empty morgue and took a few minutes to snap back into reality, putting the incident with Sherlock behind her.

It had taken Irene a few hours to feel better again. The dominatrix had her cup of coffee and aspirin. She sat at the dining table and ate the breakfast Kate provided. Irene put her elbows on the counter and propped her chin up with her hands. She watched as Kate cleaned up, a small smile playing on her face.

Kate looked over at Irene and smiled. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah," Irene drawled out. "I had a dream where I lost you. You know those dreams where you wake up and you're not sure what's real?"

Kate smiled her and bit her lip. "You'll never loose me."

Irene looked down at the counter and suppressed a grin. It took her a few moments to regain her composure. She looked up again and walked over to Kate. Irene wrapped her arms around her and placed a small kiss behind her ear.

Giggling, Kate shook her head and continued to clean, revelling in the attention and contact Irene was providing.

"I love you," Irene muttered, kissing Kate's neck.

"Thank you," Kate giggled. "I love you too." She wiped her hands on a tea towel and swivelled in Irene's arm. She draped her arms over Irene's shoulders and smiled. Kate gave a small sigh and smiled at her. "You'll never loose me. I'm yours."

Irene gave Kate a small smirk. "You're such a wonderful, beautiful woman. I wouldn't want anyone other than you," she said.

"Well," Kate muttered back, resting her head on Irene's shoulder, "it's a good thing you're stuck with me, then."