Something was bothering him. She could tell even before having talked to him. He was obsessing over a tiny piece of … something … on his work table. Julia walked up behind him and touched his shoulder, wanting to ask him if he was ready to go home. But she didn't actually get to the question part because William jumped in fright and let out a short cry when she touched him.

"Sorry, I didn't want to scare you."

"You didn't scare me … I … was not expecting you that's all." William said, blushing as he put everything back in order on his table.

"Right. And what has you so … on edge then Detective Murdoch?" she asked, going to sit on the chair in front of his desk.

"I don't know. It's just … this case. It makes me uncomfortable."

"The puppet?"

"Yes. Isn't it … creepy?" William asked, joining his wife at his desk. "The way it stares at you … speaks ..."

"You do know that the puppeteer makes it talk don't you William?" Julia laughed.

"I do know that." William said, getting shameful and angry at himself for revealing his weakness.

"Hey, don't be mad William. I completely agree with you. The puppet kind of creeps me out too." Julia said, getting up and around the desk to massage William's shoulders. "Is that what you were dreaming about last night?"

"I … I don't know. I don't remember dreaming about anything particular." William said, sighing in contentment as his wife worked his uneasiness out of his body.

"Well, I think you were dreaming about the puppet but I couldn't really get what you were saying. I woke up because you were trying to push me out of the bed. You kept mumbling something about marriage and toys."

"Oh … the puppet asked George if you were married when we first brought them to the station. Maybe that was it."

"Don't worry, I will not leave you to go and marry a creepy puppet." Julia whispered in his ear, making him shiver and close his eyes.

"Julia, there are people around."

"And? Can't a woman help her husband relax?" she continued, kissing him in the neck.

"Please stop Julia." William said, feeling his body react instantly to his wife's attention.

"Well, it calmed you last night, I had to try again." she explained.

She was going to return to the chair on the other side of the desk but William caught her hand and pulled her in his lap.

"How did you calm me down last night?" he asked, playing with Julia's dress.

"Well, you were so agitated, I had no other choice but climb on top of you and restrain you." she said, smiling seductively. "I had to take you in my arms and whisper soothing words in your ear. And I must say, it worked. It calmed you … almost all of you."

"Almost? What do you mean?"

"Well, let's just say that your hands got a little bit adventurous and that … another part of you woke up." she explained, laughing as she kissed him. "And I think I'd better get up before it wakes up again."

"I think you're too late for that." He said, pulling her back to him. "Too bad all the blinds are open."

"And why is that Detective Murdoch?"

"Let's just say that if no one was here, I might be inclined to take care of my problem right here."

"William Henry Murdoch! When did you become this kind of man? I seem to remember a very prudish man in my past who looked like you but it can't be the same person!"

"What can I say? You changed me Julia. And it seems that even after so much time I just can't get enough of you. And I must admit, loving you here … on my desk has been on my mind for quite some time."

"William, stop talking right now if you don't want me to rip your cothes off you and offer a show to the whole station house." Julia said seriously.

"This is all your fault anyway. If you weren't so … perfect, I wouldn't be tempted all the time." William said, complaining.

"Well, I'm sorry mister but I am not going to change … because I like your … reactions. But I have to say, since our "trial period" has ended, you have been much more … free in your public life."

"Now that I can show the whole world how much I love you, I don't see why I wouldn't".

"Alright, we need to go home. Now." Julia said, getting up and putting her coat on.

"But Julia, I can't walk out there … like that!"

"Think of the puppet William."