Part 3

"That bitch ran away. I hate it when they run." Sofia grumbled. "She knew we're after her and she took off. Bloody bitch. But we'll get her, no matter where she hides, sooner or later she will find herself handcuffed and humpf…" The rest of Sofia's angry sentence went down in a passionate kiss. Sara had made the decision the easiest way to get the work out of her wife's head was kissing her.

"Finally." Sara said before she pushed Sofia on the couch.

"We're not in our honeymoon anymore."

"Not? I feel like having a second honeymoon." Sara started to undress Sofia. "I wasted three months of my marriage, thought it was over, since twenty-four hours I know it's not and I will celebrate that. Your shoes are in my way."

"If they are in your way do something."

"If you not cooperate, lieutenant, I'll make you regret that."

"Will you? How?" Sofia grinned.

"You don't want to know."

"I dare you, Sara."

"You'll regret it."

"Make me regret it."

"My pleasure…"

"These duties of a wife are really nice." Sofia had Sara in her arms and kissed her hair.

"I know."

"But you were mean."

"I told you that you'll regret not to cooperate."

"You tortured me."

"You can go to the police and complain."

"Mhm, I'm sure they want to have every detail…where your hands exactly go when you dragged me naked under the shower, what your lips did to my breasts, how you bit me softly and how it felt when you had my toe in your mouth and sucked it…I think I can understand men now better."

"I'm glad I could broaden your mind."

"You had some fun."

"Indeed."

"Why did we have this idea that we want everything like it was before we got married?"

"I don't know about you but I was scared if we had said at the beginning, we want a real married life that it would have been too much and we couldn't handle the new situation, the pres-sure. And that you'd say no to the wedding idea. I mean it was supposed to be a joke, some fun."

"Mhm…"

"Not?"

"I don't know. I mean we were both joking about this but when I turned forty we both stopped talking about the wedding."

"Yes…I didn't want to scare you or put you under pressure. I thought you didn't mean it seriously."

"I did. I think I realized when we made the decision when the wedding is, how serious I was. And after the wedding kiss I knew I wanted the whole wedding packet. I probably did that for a long time."

"Did you?" Sofia looked surprised at Sara. She didn't know that her best friend had these feelings for her for a long time.

"I can't imagine they came all out of the blue, only because we got married. I'm sure there had been some feelings before, but I ignored them, didn't see that they were there or didn't know what they meant."

"I know what you mean. I mean before we got married I never slept with a woman but I've to say, I don't really miss a man. I can't say you left me unsatisfied every night."

"Not? I'm glad you're satisfied. As I told you, you're better than my colleges experience."

"She didn't raise the bar high, no challenge. I need to be better than all the guys you had. That's my goal for our marriage."

"Why don't you take on a real challenge."

"Like what?"

"Like making me happy completely instead of only focusing on sex."

"I thought I've made you happy all the years we've been friends."

"You did."

"So I need a new goal. What doesn't mean I'll stop making you happy in all the other departments of your life. I like my wife happy."

"How can I make you happy?"

"You do that already, Sara. You always did. All I want from you is being together with you for the rest of our lives."

"Sounds like something I can agree on."

"Good." Sofia kissed her wife. It felt so good to have her in her arms, to feel Sara's skin on her own.

"Sofia?"

"Mhm?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"You asked me something a few months ago…about your pregnancy…"

"You changed your mind? That's alright." Sofia had asked Sara if she could imagine that they become parents together. She knew how unsure Sara was about everything that included family and children especially.

"No I didn't. I wanted to know when you want to get pregnant."

"Well, we're done with the house, we're happy together, I think now would be a good time to start the first try."

"Do you want to stay at home after you gave birth?"

"For a few weeks, yes. But I'm not made to be a housewife and stay here, raise the kids and exchange recipes with the neighbors."

Sara started laughing. She couldn't imagine Sofia like that.

"Don't laugh. I need to be a cop and you know I want to be a captain. Do you want to stay at home and take care of our child?"

"Me? I'm the wrong person."

"Why would you be the wrong person?"

"With my childhood…"

"…that taught you how not to do it and you'll give all the love you didn't get to our child. I'm sure you'd be a great mother, Sara. But I know you need your job too. I think we can get a day care place and…well…I might change to days because we can't leave the child alone at night."

"That means I can't work with you anymore. I'll miss that."

"We'll see what will happen…my mom is retired by then, she can be the babysitter."

"She'll love that idea."

"She's asking for grandchildren since fifteen years. She will get a grandchild if she takes care of it while we're working. I think it's fair and it will give her something to do."

"You should talk to her about that ask if she really wants a grandchild."

"She has no other choice now. Grandmother Curtis."

"Captain grandmother Curtis? Grandmother captain Curtis? Grandmother captain? Captain grandmother?"

"You can call her 'mom', Sara."

"She'll shoot me when she finds out we're not pretending anymore."

"She won't kill her daughter-in-law. She likes you."

"She likes me as long as she thinks we're playing."

"She'll like you anyway. Trust your wife on that. I know her." Sofia smiled. She had to tell her mother that she and Sara were more than friends now. She was sure the captain wouldn't have any problems with that.

"Come in." Lady Heather smiled when she saw Sara and even more when she saw Sofia next to the brunette.

"I'm sorry but we don't have much time, Heather." Said Sara before Heather could guide them to the living room and offer some tea.

"You're on the run?"

"Kind of. We may have a suspect and I'd like you to have a look at a photo."

"Okay. Do you need a lieutenant for protection?"

"You asked for her the last time I thought I bring her with me this time. You never know one of your clients might be dangerous."

"I'm sure if somebody looks at you twice Sofia will arrest this person."

"I'll shoot them." Sofia smiled a bit. She wasn't that comfortable around Heather like Sara was but she was getting better.

"Of course."

"Nobody touches or harasses my wife."

"I can see that."

"How?"

"Your look. It has changed since the last time I saw you two together. Can I congratulate you for being married by heart?"

"I think we we've been married by heart all the time. Our heads needed a little bit more time to understand what had happened." Sara chuckled.

"Honey, the photo." Sofia had problems to stay serious. But it was her role to be the cop and to be concentrated on the case and not to drift into small talk with Heather.

"Of course, sorry." Sara bit her lips not to laugh. She got a photo of Cynthia Talos out. "Do you know this woman?"

"Yes. I saw her a few times here. I can't give you a name."

"Cynthia Talos."

"Did she kill Giligan?"

"We don't know for sure. Her prints are in the room and she's gone."

"If I see her here again I'll contact you."

"Do you know if she was a regular? Did she go all the times to Giligan?"

"I can check his books, but I'm sure you did the same. She won't be here with her real name."

"He had a note in his calendar that his last client was a CC. Cynthia fits but not the surname. Unfortunately he has all his clients only with two letters written down. There are some appointments with a 'CC' written in, I doubt it was her all the time. Was Giligan into suffocating?"

"If a clients pays enough he might have agree on it. I don't know exactly what my employees do."

"Do you know if she was only a client of Giligan?"

"No but feel free to ask my employees. They all want to help, they'll answer all your questions. I can give you a list of the ones who have the night off."

"That would be helpful, thanks."

"Give me five minutes for the list." Heather got up. "I know Andrea in room five is at the moment without a client, you can go and talk to her. When you're done with that I'll have the list of everybody who isn't in tonight and can tell you with whom you can talk when without interrupting a session."

"You support our business we won't disturb your business." Sofia smiled. "If you want you can wait for the list Sara and I talk to Andrea. We'll be faster if we asked them all separately."

"Alright." Sara was glad Sofia's relationship to Lady Heather was better. She had hated it when the dominatrix and her wife – or friend at that time – had problems with each other. To be fair it was Sofia who had the problems.

"Thanks again for your help, Heather."

"It's part of your investigation, Sara, you can get all these information, no matter if I'd like it or not."

"You can make me get a warrant."

"You'd get it and why should I do something like that? I want the killer of Giligan in prison, of course I help you."

"I hope we'll get her soon if she's the killer."

"You and your sexy lieutenant won't take long to get her or whoever killed him."

"Sexy lieutenant?" Sara chuckled. "I won't tell her you called her that."

"Better not. You never know how she might react. She might call it sexual harassment."

"She won't, be nice to my wife."

"Always." Heather handed her two sheets of paper. Tine to leave the personal level and go back to the professional.

Sara and Sofia had talked to all women and men in Heather's club but nobody else had Cynthia Talos as a client. Two had seen her but nobody had talked to her.

After that their ways had separated. Sofia was back in the department, looking if there was anything on her search for Talos and Sara went back in the lab, working on evidence.

It was almost eight when she came home, in company. She hadn't talked to Sofia and was surprised when she saw Sofia's mother in the kitchen and not Sofia.

"Marie."

"Good morning Sara. Lady Heather, what a surprise to see you here."

"Good morning captain Curtis, how are you?"

"You know each other?" Sara furrowed her brows. She had invited Heather for breakfast. Usually they had their breakfasts in a diner this time she wanted to show Heather her new place. The other woman hadn't been in the house and was curious to see it.

"The job of the captain brought us together a few times."

"You're a friend of Sara?"

"Surprised?"

"She never mentioned it."

"Sorry mom, I had to…oh…" Sofia stopped when she saw Heather and Sara. "I didn't know you bring company."

"Ditto." Sara smirked a bit. It looked like both of them had thought a breakfast could be nice and brought company.

"I hope you're alright with me being here, Sofia." Heather said.

"Of course." Sofia put the bottle of juice on the bench. "I'm sure my wife invited you and you didn't follow her without being asked."

"No I didn't." Heather chuckled.

"Your house-sharing community brings some surprises." Marie reckoned.

"House-sharing community? Uhm mom, she's my wife… oh…" Sofia grinned. Right, there was something she had forgot to mention to her mother. With a smile Sofia pulled Sara in her arms and kissed her shortly. "I forgot to tell you, we don't share a house anymore. We found out that's too much space, we share a bed now. It's much better, I can hold Sara better in my arms and she can snuggle into mine. Sleeping in different rooms didn't make us happy. I guess I want my wife with me whenever it's possible and changed a little bit of the wedding contract. It's not a fun marriage anymore, it's a love marriage. Say good morning to your daughter-in-law and forget every-thing about any sons-in-law. You won't get them, I'm married to the right person for me."

"What?" The color had vanished out of Marie's face.

"I love her; the way you're supposed to love your wedding partner. No fun, mom, I really love her. She makes me happy, she's the one I want, she's the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I hope you can live with that."

"Sara?" Marie looked stunned at Sara.

"She's right. We're in real love. I know it was supposed to be a joke but it turned out to be very serious. I want to spend the rest of my life with your daughter and I don't want be without her anytime, anywhere. And I really hope you won't shoot me for that."

"You and her…you are…since when?"

"We can't tell you. We can tell you since when we know, that's two days now, but when it really started we don't know." Sofia smiled a bit. "Might have started weeks, months or years ago. We needed some time to realize it and some time to tell the other what we were actually feeling. And don't you dare to shoot my wife or scare her or do anything bad to her, mother. She is your daughter-in-law, be nice!"

"You talk to me like I'm a monster."

"You can behave like one. I know how much you enjoy scaring people."

"Your wife is too smart to let me scare her." Marie smiled.

Sofia went to her mother and hugged her. "Thanks."

"What for?"

"Not freaking out because we don't pretend to be a couple anymore. You could be mad and tell me to get a grip, find a man and marry him so that you'll get your son-in-law."

"I want a happy daughter. Sara makes you happy, she had made you happy the last years as a friend I'm sure she'll make you happy as a wife too. Even when she brings guests home who don't work in the law enforcement."

"I cooperate with the law enforcement."

"She does." Sara agreed. "Whenever we have a case related to sex crime Heather is a perfect source and help. Besides that she's a friend."

"And a strong woman what makes us four strong women having breakfast together. Since when did you know my daughter and Sara aren't pretending anymore?"

"They more or less told me last night."

"You saw it before we said anything." Sara corrected.

"It was in the way they looked at each other."

"You better be nice to your wife."

"I will Marie, I promise."

"I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to my daughter. Don't you dare to mess around with Sara. Be nice, do what she's asking for and treat her like a queen. You won't get anybody better than her. Do you understand me, lieutenant?"

"Yes captain!" Sofia smirked.

"They have to make out of everything a police issue." Sara rolled her eyes laughing.