"Soulmates"
Title: Soulmates
Author: Julia R.
Category: Drama
Characters: Every characters of the tvshow.
Summary: Soulmates are always found, beyond the barriers of distance and centuries ...
Translation from Soulmates write in June / November 2013
Disclaimer: The Murdoch Mysteries series is not my property. I'm just borrowing the characters .I receives no money for this story.
Note: This fanfiction is my longest and probably my favortite with "A life story" , it is a very long and special one, I hope that you will enjoy it ;)
Julia R.
1. 2012
He arrived breathless in this hotel room. Anger won to open the door with force, and then he had seen the man who had kidnaped the woman of his life, who stood there with a smile when she was between life and death. His colleague had managed to stop him, in-extremist, and he realized that his goal was to find her, no more, no less. Anxiety had assaulted and when he discovered her whereabouts, nothing and no one had been able to stop him. He ran as fast as possible, because his life depended on his own and from the young woman who was everything to him. He dug again and again, praying that he arrived on time. Then he opened the coffin. His heart sank in his chest. For a split second, he missed a beat. He was so afraid of losing her forever. But when he saw her moving slowly, he immediately leaned into the coffin in which she rested. His arm wrapped around her waist and he pulled out in. He felt her grip him with all her strength and he buried his face in her hair. They stayed a few seconds before gently, he separated a bit to looks at her, sliding a hand on her cheek. He peered into her, in this eyes he loved.
She smiled back. He heard her say his name as a whisper.
-William, William.
The young man awoke with a jump. Sweat ran down his forehead, his heart was pounding. He felt a hand slip for a moment on his shoulder.
-William, said the young woman lying next to him, are you okay?
He said nothing and sat up in bed without give her a look.
-Yet one of your nightmare?
-Yes, he replied softly, feeling his throat tighten.
-You work too much honey, you should take days off.
-Not the time, he simply muttered, go back to sleep, he added, kissing her cheek.
-Don't you want to talk about?
-Not tonight Liza, he whispered just before getting up and leaving the young brunette woman, alone in bed
He left the bedroom and joined the living-room. Barely dressed in pajama and a white t-shirt, he walked to the bar, took out a glass and a bottle. He poured and drank a sip before heading to the bay window of his apartment, from where he could see the city of Toronto extend at his feet. The CN Tower sparkled with a thousand lights a little further and he just stared for long minutes, lost in thought, wondering who was this woman who haunted his nights. Why did they seem to live in another century? Why her eyes and her voice troubled him so much, as he was to marry Liza in a few months? Detective Murdoch could not find answers to his questions, but his heart was screaming him to find this mysterious woman quickly. He knew she existed somewhere in this city and she would give him all the answers.
The week was hard at the hospital and she was many time on duty at the Emergency, she was finally returned home in a residential neighborhood of Toronto. She had found her husband, a surgeon at the same place. They saw each other only rarely outside of work and dinner ended much too quickly to her, to continue in their bedroom.
She had her eyes closed, letting her hips sway at the same rate as that of the man who was on top of her. Grunts of her husband lost in her neck and her hair. Her hands were behind his back, head back, she let him does everything, simply. Yet her mind was well elsewhere. She was lost with a face she did not know but that she saw every time she was complying at the marital duty. That face, she did not know him and despite her best efforts to drive him from her mind, he was there again and again.
Her husband grumbled even louder and a few seconds later, he let his weight rest on her, stopping his movements. She felt his breath on her lips and opened her eyes to give him a tender smile.
-Did you regret to not having had time to taste the dessert? He murmured softly.
-No, Darcy it was ... perfect.
He placed a kiss on her lips and walked away, lying at full length beside her with a sigh of satisfaction. The young woman in turn was covered cloth and turned to him. He already had his eyes closed, a sign that he was going to sleep for one second to another. She sighed deeply and looked at the ceiling a few minutes before getting up, she put an underwear and a shirt before leaving the bedroom. She joined her kitchen, taking on her way a pack of cigarettes and a folder that was on the table in her living room, then she went out on her balcony. The night was warm. And she just appreciated that moment, sitting on the wooden terrace barely illuminated by a small lamp. She savored her cigarette, leaving her eyes scanning the sheet she had before her. Dr. Julia Ogden, emergency Doctor, would ask her resignation the next day and she doesn't matter if her husband would not approve her choice. She could no longer stand this life and her heart was screaming that she had to change it quickly, to feel alive, at last.
to be continued ...