Chapter 7:

Her heart ached looking at him. He was sleeping, facing her. His eyes sealed shut with this beautiful eye lashes. She watched his chest rise and fall in front of her. His golden skin hit with the morning sunlight. She felt as though she was dreaming. They had finally slept together. But she tried not to think of it that way. She cuddled up closer to him. He was still sleeping, and she couldn't help but watch him. And at that moment, she realized that at that moment that this was right. It should have always been like this. That being with Darcy was the biggest mistake of her life.

Her train of thought was stopped as William stirred beside her. His eyes fluttered open sleepily and he smiled crookedly.

"Good morning. Have you been watching me, Doctor?" He teased. He wrapped his arms around her and she felt a jolt of shivers travel down her spine.

"Perhaps, Detective," She giggled. He sat up in her bed and started to get dressed. She tried not to watch him. So she got up as well to get ready. She tried to remember what day of the week it was. She sighed internally. It was Saturday. The silence was becoming longer and longer, so she broke it.

"William, I think we should see the house your father purchased," Julia said. William looked up and walked towards her, shirt still not buttoned up.

"That sounds like a good idea, Julia. For all we know he could be lying," He mumbled. Julia gave him a stern look.

"William, please."

William and Julia walked over to the house. Harry had given William the address. They stood in front of it. William was breathless. The house looked like it was three floors. It was a corner lot, and it was white, with ivy growing off the front. William could not believe that such a house could be his. He looked over to Julia, who had tightened her grip on his arm when she saw it.

"William! It's beautiful. I've passed this house before. It's gorgeous!" She said. They walked towards the door.

"Knowing my father, however, he probably hasn't bought much furniture yet and has no idea what he is doing," He laughed. Julia bit her lip and laughed. He knocked on the door several times until it was answered. Harry stood in the door way, with a bag in one hand.

"Will! I see you came to see the house, son. He walked right past them, and discarded the bag in the trash and returned. "I've given up on drinking, Will. Well, at least buying it. It's really bad, I know, and I don't want to waste the money," He said groggily. Then he turned on his heels to face Julia, still on his arm.

"You must be Julia. Nice to meet you," he said, shaking her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mr Murdoch." She smiled at how different the two were.

"Please, call me Harry. I'm off to see Jasper. Feel free to see the house." He paused and then handed the key to William, with a strangely emotional look on his face. "I don't need this house. The truth is, I'm not staying in Toronto for much longer. I got this house for you, Will. I don't need a house, you know me." William took the key in shock. "Enjoy. I'll try not to get arrested again." He tipped his hat and left them at the porch, incredulous. The door to the house was still open.

"I-I can't take the house from him," William murmured softly. Julia let go of his arm.

"William, he bought it for you. Don't you see?" She explained, stroking the back of his hair.

"No more renting with Mrs. Kitchens?" He laughed. "No more revolting food?" He couldn't believe the house was his.

"Precisely!" She chuckled. They went into the house. It was huge. Julia looked more used to it, of course. The grand stairway when they walked in blew William away. He blinked a few times, and then realized Julia was already looking in the living room. He followed her in. She had stopped by the fire place. She appeared to looking at a picture on the wall. There was barely any furniture in sight. He stood beside her and grew red. It was a picture of him around 6, standing beside Susannah.

"Oh, William. You were adorable!" She cooed. William took her waist.

"Was?" He smiled seductively at her.

"Are," She corrected, kissing his cheek.

"I'm still not used to the fact this is our house." He shook his head. "You must be used to it. Since you grew up..." Julia interrupted him.

"Our?" She said quickly.

"Yes." He replied. He knew he had to do it now. He knew he was going to do it today, he had decided. But he wasn't sure when the right time was. It was now.

He got down on one knee and pulled the silver box out of his jacket pocket. She gasped breathlessly, watching him.

"Julia, as long as you exist in this world, there will be no one for me but you. We can adopt. Julia Ogden, please say you will marry me." The words rung in her ears. She remembered the day Ruby had read the proposal to her. And now it was becoming reality. She realized that William was still on one knee with the ring.

"Yes! William I do! I do, I do," She repeated. He sprung up and embraced her. It was finally happening., and Darcy couldn't stand in the way. He let go and looked around the house, and then back at Julia. He took the ring out and slipped it on her finger. Her heart raced as she looked down at the Ruby on her finger. He put a finger under her chin and pulled her in. He kissed her lighter than he had ever done before. Right then, he heard a familiar voice chime in the house. He leaped away from Julia, as usual. It was George.

"Sir! It took me forever to locate you! You have to come to the station! The inspector needs to tell you something urgent he says," George panted. William and Julia shared a concerned look. George noticed something flash from Julia's hand.

"Doctor, is that..." George was cut off as William grabbed him and they left the empty house. William shut the door.

"You said something urgent, George?" William coughed awkwardly. George grinned and got on his bike.

"Yes, sir. Urgent," He smirked.