ANGRY SEX
IMPORTANT: SPOILERS SE 4, IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN IT, BE AWARE.
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Special thanks to my friend Maria who helped me so much with ideas, quotes and suggestions (and insisted to keep the title as described)
CHAPTER 1
"Rohde, you have a visitor."
The guard called Martin from the entrance of the prison library.
"Thanks, Bo, I hope it's one of the girls, they are always so busy, few time they have to see their old dad."
"It's good they visit, come on, don't waist your time."
The guards were keener to Martin than the others inmates, he was a man of the law, before, and the law was something that remained glue to him.
Martin opened the door to the visiting room with a big smile already prepared and saw Saga Noren at the other side of the table.
He stopped. Three years without seeing her, never a visit, a card, nothing.
He imagined she was angry with him, because he had let her down.
She was the one who discovered his mistake and he should have predicted, in 30 years as a cop she was the best he had worked with.
But he was happy to see her, he had often hoped she'd came to meet him, the reject, the man on the other side, the dark one.
Her old friend.
Former friend.
Especially after she went to prison, too.
Saga raised her head from the papers she was reading and Martin saw the difference.
No more the hard rock he used to know, unbreakable, unforgiven, without mistakes.
The little things he well remembered about her, the self confidence, the eyes darting around, the rigid posture, no more the same.
"I need to know about a case. Five years ago, regarding Tommy the informer and a shootout. Every detail."
"Hallo, Saga."
"Martin."
She had no time for pleasantries, Martin noticed.
There was such an urgency in her request, like her life depended on his fast answers.
He started explaining the operation failure, the massacre, how the boss forbidden to interfere in the operation, the bodies found the morning after, the headlines and polemics with the authorities and the politicians.
She took notes on the phone.
He wondered if her infallible memory was vanishing, his suspicions increased.
"Why didn't you ask my substitute about it? He was more involved than me, Tommy was his main informer."
"Henrik doesn't want to talk with me now."
"Impossible, I know you worked so well for the Anker case that Lilian teamed you up again. Here news are the only things that keep me up, I've lots of time to listen. Lots of friends who pays me visits"
"Possible. Me and Henrik are in a crisis. We had been sexual partners for two years now and lived together after prison."
Martin was at a loss for words.
The boy she lived with for a few months, Jakob, has been such a failure he doubted she'd ever try again, especially with a colleague, a man with a tragic past like Sabroe.
"I remember when his family went missing. We all tried to support him, spent extra free hours in the search. He took a leave, then was back and isolated himself from everybody, except work. Me and Mette invited him home for dinner and he politely refused. I suppose the sight of my girls was too painful for him. So I never imagined you'd hook up with him. He was so hurt."
"He used drugs for a long time, he's off now, he says because of me."
"He needed a way to survive the pain, I suppose. I was a mess with my son but I had the others and Mette. He lost everybody."
"He saved me. I tried to kill myself where my sister did. He came for me."
Every word from Saga added more confusion in Martin, until the last blow.
Abortion and love.
She loved Henrik so she decided not to have his child; he became angry and rejected her.
Martin felt pity for both of them, lost in their own sorrow.
She never desired children, but had she really discovered love? How did it happen? Why Saga let her barriers fall?
Saga nominated a psychologist, an idea from Henrik, and Martin presumed that man did care for her. After their partnership broke and Hans died, Martin was worried for Saga, alone in a world without a friend or a mentor. And now she was letting slip away what could be the best opportunity of her life.
"Did Henrik ever tell he loves you?"
"He says he needs me. He wants us to be a couple, to live together and I'm afraid… I offered him to have the baby and raise it on his own, alone."
Martin kept to himself the conviction that it was a foolish, completely absurd idea; Henrik probably was too desperate to refuse and Saga too confused about her feelings.
"Saga, you saw me crying over my boy, the pain when you loose a child is too much, how can he be different than me?"
Saga's head started moving in her usual automatic reflex, she looked at Martin in a strange way, like she finally connected his loss with what she denied Henrik.
"Do you think he already loved the embryo?"
"I loved my kids as soon as their mothers told me they were expecting."
"I thought I was doing the right thing and I was wrong again."
"It is not so easy, Saga, if only you had talked with him before doing it….he's not a one night stand, got the right to be involved in the decision."
"Not legally."
"No, but maybe he'd understand you better, what are you going to do now?"
"I don't know, he's so angry, whatever I do or say."