Hello,
the new journey begins, the sequel to Love as long as you can :)
The little family is back home.
"No John!" Dot said, but John did not listen to her. He ran again and again around the kitchen table. "He can walk for a few weeks, he will not stop." Mr Butler said with a grin. "I know," said Dot, pushing up the sleeves of her dress. She tried for 2 hours to bake a cake.
"I saw that this morning that nobody was sitting in the dining room at the breakfast table, the Inspector never leaves the house without breakfast." Mr Butler nodded and glanced under the table to John who played now with a kitchen towel.
"The inspector and Miss Fisher had a short night, John was not in the mood to sleep. He always tried to climb out of his bed. At some point, both wanted to sleep, but John did not allow it. Miss Fisher left the house wearing sunglasses."
"Bad night, maybe I should..."
"Shhh ..." Mr. Butler interrupted her and began to listen. Usually it is a bad sign when in a household with a toddler silence prevails. They both looked under the kitchen table at the same time and noticed that John was gone.
"Damn," said Dot. "Not again." And hurried out of the kitchen in search of John. For Mr. Butler the situation was simple, from the first day he had the feeling that nobody was ever gone. Except the situation with the Inspector.
6 months of vacation were simply too long for many. The envy looked from all corners. Many wanted Jack's termination. Of course, no one said that to his face.
Hugh and three others stood loyally to Jack. After long discussions, Miss Fisher had the better arguments. The envious ones fell silent and reluctantly had to agree with Miss Fisher. Detective Inspector Robinson was one of the best in his job, not only Miss Fisher knew that.
***
Tired with a cup of coffee sat Jack behind his desk and had problems to stay focused.
Which was not the sleepless night, Phryne was sitting on the corner of his desk in a white dress and philosophized about last night, while Jack forced himself to look at his paperwork and not at her bare knees.
"Do you want me to get you a chair?" Jack asked without looking up from his papers. He had to concentrate, he had plenty of paperwork on his desk. He did not know if anybody was keeping an eye on the paperwork in the 6 months.
"No thanks, I'm sitting here very comfortably," said Phryne, grinning as Jack raised his head. John was the copy of his mother, and that was not just about his pretty little face. John was so much more and Jack was proud of it.
A knock and Hugh stood in the door.
"Miss Fisher?" Phryne who was sitting on the corner of Jack`s desk, looked over her shoulder.
"Hello, Hugh," and grinned. "Miss Fisher ... you ..." and Hugh looked swallowing over his shoulder. This moment was very uncomfortable for Hugh.
"Collins, what's up?" Jack asked annoyed. "There's someone who wants to talk to Miss Fisher." Hugh said nervously. "Oh, who is it?" Phryne asked curiously and Jack stood up protectively behind his desk. Jack always got up when Phryne was in his office. Even if he did not have to, he did it unconsciously. He wants to protect Phryne.
"Rosie?" Jack said confused as Rosie entered his office.
"Hello, Jack. Congratulations on your son," said his ex-wife. Phryne got up from the desk and looked at Rosie. "Miss Fisher, Congratulations." Rosie thought it was just rumors, when she heard that Detective Inspector Robinson had become a father.
She could not imagine that rumor, especially not when she heard that Miss Fisher was the mother. Rosie had been hoping for a long time, but luck was not on her side.
"Miss Fisher, can I talk to you, private?" Rosie looked at Jack and he understood. Jack left his office without a word and hoped for the best. Rosie has a certain anti-sympathy for Phryne. Although both have been divorced for a long time, sees Rosie a rival in Phryne.
"Sir?" Hugh asked curiously his boss.
"My ex-wife, talking to my fiancé," Jack pointed over his shoulder to his closed office door. As a young man, Jack always laughed about the men who fell in love with another woman.
"Oh ..." Hugh said with pity in his voice. Jack looked at Hugh wide-eyed. He knew what this Oh meant by a man. Hugh was naive but he knew that meaning. The door opened and thus the conversation was relatively short and Jack was relieved. Rosie said goodbye to Phryne with a smile and gave Jack a short nod.
Phryne noticed how Jack looked after his ex-wife. But it was not the typical I-want-to-you-back. His eyes were different, full of awe.
"She can be really nice," said Phryne. Jack and Hugh both looked at each other wide-eyed.
"Jack, she wanted to meet your child's mother." Jack swallowed and closed his eyes for a moment. "Did you tell her about our engagement?"
"No, because she can not handle that much truth." Jack swallowed and for a moment he felt uncomfortable.
"Did she tell you that?"
"No, she did not have to, it was obvious to me."
***
"Miss Williams?" Mr. Butler called through the dining room. "Something happened?" It was still dangerously quiet in the house. "No, just the bathtub calls for John." Dot came back in the kitchen with a bad-tempered John. His hands and knees were full of ink and tried to put his hands in Dot's face. Mr. Butler laughed. "An ink accident. So I'll take care of the cake." Dot nodded, relieved. "Thank you, Mr. Butler, you are a great help to me. So John, "said Dot as she looked at John. "Now we will wash you from here," and pointed to his head, "Until here," while she tickled his feet.
"Say see you, to Mr Butler."
"Bye..." he said and giggled.