Don't let this song fool you, this is not a love story, it never is. But I love this song, and it seemed to fit, as you'll see. I recommend you listen to it too, you won't be sorry. This is a story of mutual obsession and mindfuckery, you know, my usual Mac stories. Also, I am well aware this would never happen in real life but this is a work of fiction and I'm not sorry about it.
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A love struck Romeo sang the streets of serenade
Laying everybody low with a love song that he made
Finds a streetlight, steps out of the shade
Says something like, "You and me, babe, how about it?"
Juliet says, "Hey, it's Romeo, you nearly gave me a heart attack"
He's underneath the window, she's singing, "Hey, la, my boyfriend's back
You shouldn't come around here singing up at people like that
Anyway, what you gonna do about it?"
"Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start
And I bet, and you exploded into my heart
And I forget, I forget the movie song
When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?"
Come up on different streets, they both were streets of shame.
Both dirty, both mean, yes and the dream was just the same.
And I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is real.
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?
When you can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold.
You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin.
Now you say Romeo, yeah, you know I used to have a scene with him.
"Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry
You said 'I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die'
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?"
I can't do the talk like they talk on the TV
And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you
I can't do anything except be in love with you
And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All I do is keep the beat and bad company
All I do is kiss you through the bars of Orion
Julie, I'd do the stars with you any time.
And a lovestruck Romeo, he sang the streets of serenade
Laying everybody low with a love song that he made
Finds a convenient streetlight, steps out of the shade
He says something like, "You and me, babe, how about it?
You and me, babe, how about it?"
Romeo and Juliet by Dire Straits
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"Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start.
And I bet, and you exploded into my heart
And I forget, I forget the movie song
When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?"
"Charlie look, there's another one," Claudia moved the cursor over the computer and called her partner over to look. He was next to her in a second, and he knew by her voice that she was wound up about something, and he knew what it was about.
Charlie Pace was thirty-five, with unmatched experience and the knack for solving even the hardest cases that came his way. He was on track for a promotion soon and Claudia would miss him when he was reassigned. She looked up to him, although he was just five years older than her, already she had learned so much from him in the year she had been there. It was lucky for her that she was transferred and partnered with a man as smart as Charlie.
He understood her and she understood him and they were about to put the pieces together on something that had been bothering both of them for months.
There had been two murders out in the canyons, southwest of their office by about one hundred miles or so, out in the badlands, and she had been watching the fax machine and the internet, keeping touch with the local police. The first girl was a prostitute that disappeared from the stroll right downtown, her name was Sandra and she was a regular there, and only nineteen years old. Her body had been found in a mine shaft between Salt Lake and a town Claudia never heard of, Cainville six months ago.
Something was going on, she could feel it in her bones, now there was a second missing girl found, and Claudia felt the familiar excitement of figuring out the puzzle. Charlie was right there next to her, feeding off the adrenaline that was coming off of her now. It was contagious sometimes and many of them were addicted to that rush of knowledge that came when a case was developing.
Claudia was a transfer from New Jersey, new to this office but not new to the FBI and her instincts were good. Charlie respected her and he enjoyed watching her connect the dots, for a young girl she was spot on sometimes. But he reined her in when she needed it too, he was not afraid to tell her she was barking up the wrong tree.
This time she wasn't, he knew it too.
Next to them sat Jerry Walters, the oldest of them there in that particular office in Salt Lake City. He was close to retiring, as a few of them were. Their office wasn't very big, there wasn't much need, until recently.
Jerry was a decorated officer, had been with the department for twenty-five years and was jaded in some ways, it came from seeing too much evil for too long. Claudia and Charlie did things differently, they still had hope for the world.
"Why do you care? They're unrelated and no one is looking for them." Jerry said matter of factly from his desk across from them.
"Why don't you care?" She shot back at Jerry and shook her head.
"We can't save them all Claudia, you know that," Charlie said as he sat down next to her.
"I'm keeping an eye on this, I think it's the same guy," Claudia replied.
"You think?"
"Both blonde haired girls, both dumped out in the badlands, both prostitutes," Like my mother, she thought briefly to herself; a murder that was still unsolved to this day. Maybe this was why she was so obsessed, but either way, these women all deserved justice, no matter who they were.
"I know what you're thinking," Charlie whispered to her, and of course he did, they had to be able to read each other or they would never be able to work effectively together.
Thank you for reading, let me know what you think :)