((To Ellis: Sorry for this, but I can't contact you any other way. Unfortunately, I couldn't fulfil your request because I've had this entire story completed for some time, and it's been fully posted on deviantArt for some time now, so I can't really change it. But, it is a highly intruiging idea, and has given me a rather nice plot bunny, so stalk my profile or something because I may well write a oneshot based on it at some point in the future. :p))

Disclaimer: I do not own BBC Sherlock.

Halfway across the city, in St. Barts morgue, a young woman was cutting open the corpse she was currently dissecting with just slightly more anger than was strictly necessary. Damn him! Damn him, damn his impatience, damn his carelessness! She paused, and forced herself to take a deep breath as she nearly punctured a lung with another angry cut. Being angry with her little toy wouldn't do any good – besides, he was dead now, out of her reach. And, despite all that, despite all the wasted effort I put into him, he didn't even manage to bring me my prize!

She took another deep breath, setting down the scalpel and using her wrist to brush a stray lock of hair from in front of her face. Well, she thought, examining the corpse in front of her with the pride of an artist examining a sculpture. I'll just have to find someone else. Someone slightly more obedient and capable. Slightly less… intelligent. She stared at the wall thoughtfully for several seconds before the name came to her, and a smile curved over her lips. Oh yes. He will do… very nicely indeed. Very, very nicely.

And with that, Molly Hooper picked up her scalpel and returned to work – determined that, this time, Sherlock Holmes really would be hers. At last.

A/N: Well, this is it, guys. The end. :o Thank you so much to all my wonderful, lovely reviewers, who have made my day time and time again:

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I know I've not replied to all of you all the time, but I have read every single one of your beautiful comments (and I promise, if you review on this chapter, I will reply). Thank you to everyone for sticking with me through this, and to everyone who added this to their alerts/faves list and never reviewed (c'mon, I don't bite!). Interesting fact: according to my stats, this story has had visitors from 47 countries. I am... amazed. If you feel like it, I'd love to know where you all come from so I can work out if it's just making it up, and where my readers are...

And so, with an evilly ambiguous epilogue, and one last thank you, I shall bid you all adieu!