I did say my next fanfic would be a one shot and I'm in the process of writing that but in the meantime here is an idea I thought up in English. Hope you like it.
This is my first kind of modern one; it's a modern AU for Charles and Elsie. It's set in 2011 and they're married :) This is for ReidsFacts (Tayla) who said she got bored of my stories :p and wanted one with more danger and drama in it ;) So here it is, for you Tayla.

Charles Carson stood in the doorway of the kitchen watching her; she had her back to him and was attempting to make tea as quietly as she could. She'd got up early, earlier than he expected considering what they had been up to the night before, but it was now half past 6 and she was fully dressed and ready to start her day.

"Didn't expect to see you up so early"

She jumped at the sound of his voice and spun around, smiling.

"I have to go to London for a meeting with Isobel at 8 so I wanted to leave early to avoid traffic."

"Were you going to leave without saying goodbye?"

"Well I didn't want to wake you up, you looked so peaceful, and I didn't want to leave you"

"I was hoping we'd have a free day today, we could've had a lie in," she raised her eyebrows,

"Oh, Charles Carson I know you far too well to know what you mean by that" she turned back to the counter to pour the kettle, she felt his arms circle around her waist and his warm body pressed against hers.

"Cancel your meeting and come back to bed" he began to kiss her neck moving down to her shoulder, he saw her eyes close and she exhaled through her mouth.

"I can't… I have to go to the meeting … Charles don't…" but before she could finish, he caught her lips and she threw her arms around his neck, but pulled back before he could deepen the kiss.

"Don't tempt me Charles, I'd give anything to come back to bed with you but I must go and meet with Isobel."

He turned her round so she leant against the counter and faced him, "Elsie, my wonderful wonderful Elsie, you work far too hard darling, you'll work yourself to death if you're not careful" he pecked her on the lips and she stroked her fingers over the folds of his dressing gown.

"I could say the same to you after last night" she winked at him, unable to decide how to answer this he picked her up and sat her on the counter.

"I didn't hear you complaining, quite the opposite in fact" he ran his hand from her ankle to her thigh,

"mmm I know" she recalled the events of last night in her head but returning to the moment she held his face in her hands, "I love you" it was all she could think of.

"And I love you, even when you leave me to meet with others,"

"What do you think I think about while I'm there? Work? Or how I plan to surprise my husband when I return?"

"Seduce would be a better word, but go if you must go, I won't stop you" he stood back to let her hop off the counter and turn to finish her tea. He leant against the table and admired his stunning wife, even in the early hours she looked like a goddess to him (even if he preferred her in the late evening when she was wearing considerably less.) She stood sipping her tea, wearing a navy trouser suit and white blouse, he couldn't help but notice how it clung to her in all the right places, extenuating her perfect figure but upholding an air of authority. She also wore a silver heart pendent around her neck; she'd worn it every day without fail ever since he'd given it to her on their first anniversary of their relationship, 24 years ago. 24 years he thought, 21 years of marriage but 24 of being – together. That's what they were, together, they'd never looked at anyone else, it really had been love at first sight, he hated clichés but that one he could handle because he knew it was true.
She checked her watch a placed her mug in the sink, heading to the hall, he followed and watched her put her shoes on, increasing her height. He liked it when she did because she was easier to kiss yet still just below his eye level.
She grabbed her keys and phone off the table beside the door, handbag hanging off her elbow. She walked over to Charles and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"See you later" she smiled and heading out the door, shutting it gently.

He looked over at the table and sighed as he picked up her sunglasses with the diamonds on the sides, he ran his fingers over the jewels. That had been a present on her birthday and she always wore them when she drove anywhere.

He looked up a split second before the door opened and Elsie came back in, looking at the sunglasses in his hand and smiling.

"Forgot something?" he handed them to her and smiled. As she took them from him, he pulled her back into his arms and gave her the deepened kiss she'd pulled away from earlier.
When they broke apart, she tapped his chest lightly,

"That doesn't make parting any easier" she kissed him again, "I won't be too long, go back to bed and recover your strength" she made her way back to the door again.

"Does that imply I'll need it later?" he raised his eyebrows at her and she looked coyly over her shoulder.

"Maybe. I'll miss you" she blew a kiss at him and put on her sunglasses.

"I'll miss you too" he closed the door behind her and lent against it. Sometimes he couldn't believe how lucky he was. He yawned and made his way back up the stairs. He slept through till 10:30 and was thankful he had the day off, even if he'd wanted to spend it with his wife, he knew she wanted to get the contract sorted with Isobel, it would mean a rather large raise so he knew she was keen.
He had a shower and made his way downstairs, drying his hair with a towel.
He looked at the clock, just gone 11, Elsie should be back soon, her meeting would have only lasted an hour and it wouldn't take her as long to get back.
He went over to the sink to wash up her mug from that morning, as he was drying it he suddenly stopped dead and the mug fell from between his fingers, smashing as it collided with the wooden floor. He suddenly felt his stomach drop and a surge of dizziness hit him, he felt his chest constrict and his breaths became shorter. Something was wrong and he couldn't see what. It was this moment that the phone rang, he picked it up with shaking hands;

"Charles Carson speaking"

"Mr Carson, This is Chief Constable Murray, I'm sorry to say that there's been a car accident – involving your wife."

AN: This is kind of a special one, for me especially, to show the really strong love between them as husband and wife in modern day, and how one day you can kiss your loved one as they leave and you don't realise how it really could be goodbye. :/ sorry to be a bit depressing, blame Reidsfacts :p