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"A pub?"

The tall forever young butler smiled, "yes, My Lord, apparently Sir Kinnison was often to be found in this one pub downtown. His body was found in an alley not too far from the pub. I assumed he had been killed on his way home from the pub."

Ciel frowned. His long fingers tapping on the table. He wondered why would a man with such a class would spend his time in a lowly pub in a red district like that. He hadn't known much about this man but he had a feeling that if he had a chance to know this man when he had been alive, he would've not liked him.

Sebastian added voluntarily, "there had been a woman," he smiled wider when the Earl stopped tapping his fingers and looked at him, waiting for more information, "her name was Lindsey Cowell, an American, she worked at the pub. It seemed that Sir Kinnison had some affair with this woman."

"He was killed on his way home after visiting the woman, wasn't he?"

"Indeed."

The young Earl furrowed his brows, once again deep into his own thought. He had no idea who this woman was or how she was like but she might know something about this. Yes, he had to see the woman and tried to get some information from her.

He let out a heavy sighed. Getting on a giant luxurious ship full of Zombies was one thing, sneaking into a public boarding school was another thing, but going to a downtown pub? He could swear that one day the Queen's demand would be the death of him. Quite litteraly.

"Alright," Ciel had made his mind, he would not come this far for nothing, "I would do it." He stood up and walked to his bed, he stopped right before he climbbed into the bed, "you better think of a better disguise for me. I couldn't go to such a place as Ciel Panthomhive."

"Yes, my Lord," Sebastian bowed before Ciel waved his hand to dismiss him.

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Elizabeth laid in her bed, wide awake, with so many things in her head. It had been past midnight and she hadn't slept at all. She was restless and tired but she couldn't sleep. She had told herself that she had to take care of herself and not to exhaust her body but she still couldn't get a wink of sleep.

After four months of marriage, this had been the first night she had to spend without Ciel by her side. Sure, he had had business trips before but this had been the first time since they got married.

She just realized it right now that though they were just married for four months, her body had been used to his warmth. She couldn't sleep at all without knowing that Ciel slept soundly next to her. She wondered if her husband also felt the same way.

Elizabeth closed her eyes. Probably not. Ciel had been always like that. He let her stay by his side but at the same time he would keep a certain distance with her. She knew he hid so many things from her. Like the burnt mark on his back.

He hadn't said anything about the scar and she didn't plan to ask about it. Just looking at it, she knew it. It was something he had from the past and she understood if he didn't want to talk about it. She never told him but there were nights when he would have a nightmare, maybe about what had happened in the past. She would wake up and soothe him without trying to wake him up, because she knew how hard he had tried to look strong in front of her, she wouldn't say anything.

Elizabeth turned to her side. She opened her eyes and pouted. She missed Ciel so badly and this was just the first night.

"Ciel," muttered the young wife, "I miss you..."

She took a stuffed rabbit she hid under the pillow and look at its face before kiss its nose and hug it tightly. She had had the rabbit for over ten years now. She had the rabbit to accompany her whenever he wasn't there. Usually the rabbit with eyepatch was enough to liften her mood a little but this time it seemed like it didn't really working anymore.

She wanted him.

"...Come back soon."

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Ciel looked at himself in the mirror and frowned. He didn't like how he looked right now. His clothes were not the usual expensive ones and his hair was a lot messier than usual, Sebastian had styled it so the eyepatch wouldn't be too obvious. Yes, it was still look like him but it wasn't his usual self. He looked... Poor, Moneyless and a bit dirty.

To enter the pub and see the woman he needed to dress differently. The usual Ciel Phantomhive would be recognized easily and he didn't plan to ruin his reputation only to do some dirty work for the Queen.

Besides if his wife knew about this, he was sure she would throw some fits. His wife loved him but he knew that she wouldn't mind to kill him if she knew he went to London to meet another woman.

Ciel sighed at the thought. He had lied, again, to Elizabeth. He knew that he had lied too much to the young wife but he wanted to keep her happy and the truth about him would mostly scared her. He knew how strong and brave his wife was but the secrets he had hid from her were not something a normal human should know.

"You looked great, Young Master."

Ciel frowned. He didn't think he looked great at all.

"I think I should wear some fake facial hair, what do you think, Sebastian?"

The demon imagined how his master would look like with some facial hair and snickered. He thought he would look silly but he didn't say it aloud instead he said, "you could try it, Young Master."

The young man rolled his eye, "forget it."

He had a feeling that it would be better if he made Sebastian do the job, like usual but Sebastian would be off to get more informations about the murder from another sources which were more dangerous. A pub and a woman wouldn't be that dangerous, would it?

He had had been on more dangerous missions before so Ciel wasn't really nervous this time. There were cases where he had to face zombies or even soulreapers, a mere murder case should be a piece of case for him. He was determined to finish this quickly and go back home to his wife.

The Earl stopped in front of the wooden door. He had been there, in front of the pub, alone. The demon butler was somewhere, looking for another hints. Sighing deeply, Ciel opened the door slowly. He felt nervous without his hat and his cane but he needed to stay calm. He wasn't an earl tonight.

The smell was worse than what he had expected from such a cheap place, Ciel held his breath as he walked to the counter and sat on the wooden seat. He waited until the man next to him ordering something to drink before he ordered the same thing. He didn't really know about what poor people usually drink.

"Here you go," the bartender put a bottle of ale in front of the frowning man before he turned back to get another drink for another customer.

Ciel stared at his ale. It didn't smell good and he was sure it wouldn't taste good either. He wasn't a big fan of liquor but he knew it would be weird if he didn't drink what he'd ordered.

It sure didn't taste good but it wasn't as bad as what he'd expected. In fact, he thought he could drink it casually. He put down the bottle and looked at the bartender. He waited until the fat man served his customers before he used one hand to call him over.

The bartender was a middle age man with fat belly and white haired and beard. He looked at Ciel suspiciously before he asked him what he wanted from him.

"So, do you know Lindsey Cowell?"

The man stared at him for a second before he laughed, "another fan of Lindsey, eh?"

Ciel smiled.

"Wait a minute," the fat man turned and shouted, "hey, Ed! Tell Lindsey that someone's here to see her!" He turned back to the grey haired customer once again and grinned, "you looked kind of young, are you new around here?"

Ciel nodded before he shook his head quickly, "yes, ah I mean, no! I've been around here for sometime but this is the first time I entered this place. I... I saw Lindsey and I wanted to talk to her but... You know," he blushed, "I didn't have the money so I have to save my money... I got my payment today so I think I could see Lindsey."

Ciel proud at himself, he was a good liar. Lately, he found himself to be better at faking smiles and blushes.

"What a cute guy, nice to meet you, I am Jacob," the man smirked, "everyone around here call me Jack. Lindsey is like my own daughter."

"Ah, nice to meet you, my name is Arthur," Ciel smiled back.

Jack nodded, "so, how old are you?"

"I am twenty-three."

"Hm, so young," Jack nodded again, "it was rare to see a young man like you looking for Lindsey. Usually it would be those old farts. I feel bad for Lindsey, she was too young and pretty for those stinky old men."

Ciel tried to hide his smile, this was a chance to hear more about Sir Kinnison, "but I bet those men were rich."

Jack laughed, "yes, yes. Sure they are rich. But they are married men, Lindsey would never be happy with those men."

"You couldn't decide what's good for me, Jack, I am happy this way."

Ciel turned around to see a woman in her late twenties walked with a smile painted on her lips to the counter. Her hair was curly and red and her gown showed her skin and some of her breast. This woman... Where had he seen her?

"Oh there you are, Lindsey, this young man said that he wanted to meet you."

Lindsey looked at the young men with her blue eyes. She pouted her red lips and rose her brow, "hi," she had thick American accent when she spoke, "and who are you?"

His eyes were on a tiny mole beneath her lips, "ah, I am Arthur, ni-nice to meet you..."

Lindsey smiled, "nice too meet you, so how about you treat me some drink? Maybe we can drink together while introduce ourselves better..."

"Sure!"

Red hair, big breast...

Ciel slapped his head mentally. Lizzy's imagination had come true.

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"You're so good looking, you know. I don't know why someone like you would be interested with me."

Ciel smiled, he pour the liqour, the most expensive one he could get in the lowly pub, into his glass, "I could say the same about you, you're so beautiful and smart, I can't see why are you here. You could have been married to some rich man already..." He added with another playful smile on his lips, "not that I complained that you're not married."

The red haired woman laughed, from where they sat, in the corner of the room, it was like nobody would listen to their conversation and it was a good thing for Ciel.

"Those men wants me as their concubine, not wife," she looked at him through her lashes, "they would come when they needed me and left when they had enough of me."

"I don't think there would be any man that stupid enough to do that to you," Ciel tried to dig more into the conversation, "or, you're talking about your current lover?"

She waited until he finished pouring the liquor into her glass and drank it, "well, no... Actually, it's my past lover."

"Your past lover?"

She waved her hand ordering Ciel to pour more liquor for her, it seemed like she was getting half drunk already. Ciel poured more liquor into her glass.

"He's dead already," she sneered, "you know, he's been killed."

"Killed? Are you talking about the Duke that had been murdered lately?"

She nodded, "it's hard to believe that my lover was such a rich man, eh?" She laughed, "after all, I am only his concubine."

Ciel smiled, "I think it's normal for him to fall in love with you. Every normal man would do."

He couldn't decide if the redness of her face was because of his words or the liquor but he knew he had said the right thing when she smiled.

"Thank you, but in the end he still chose his wife," the woman sighed, "and you, Arthur, you looked so young but are you married? Or do you have a girlfriend?"

Ciel smiled, "no, would you be mine?"

It was too sudden but the woman laughed instead, "that's fast! I didn't expect you to be this fast."

He blushed, "I have too, or there would be another rich man snatching you away." He added with a shy smile, "so, how about it?"

Lindsey bit her lower lip sensually before she leaned forward to whisper to him, "I'll think about it, so why don't you come to my place tonight?"

It was a good chance. There was no way he would say no.

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"Lady Elizabeth, I don't think it's going to be a good idea," MeyRin looked at her Mistress with a worried look, the blonde haired young woman didn't listen to the maid and continued to pack her belongings, "Lord Ciel would not be happy if he knew we let you to go to London by yourself. He had told us to stay with you."

Elizabeth stopped and sighed. Her long blonde hair was tied in a lose bun, there were dark marks under her eyes, she hadn't had enough sleep, "I wouldn't be alone, Snake would be with me. Don't worry, if Ciel would be angry that he should be angry to me."

"I-i still doesn't think this is right, my Lady," MeyRin bit her lower lip, "I don't want Lord Ciel to be angry to you too..."

"Don't worry, don't worry, he would be too shocked to be angry," Elizabeth laughed, she patted her still flat stomach, "can't wait to see his face when he knew about it."

MeyRin blinked.

After three seconds she finally understand what Elizabeth had just said, "YOU'RE PREGNANT?!"

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Author's Note:

Yeah, she's pregnant.