They were enjoying the warm evening on a bench on the back proch of their house, enjoying each other's company and one last cup of tea, Julia's gramophone playing softly from inside. Both were lost in their thoughts. Their dreaming was interrupted by the telephone ringing. William groaned, handed his cup to Julia and reluctantly stood up to take the phone call. He came back a couple of minutes later and Julia could tell from his face that he had to go to a crime scene.

"Where?" she simply asked, getting up and following him inside.

"Weston Music Academy."

"Oh. Well, let's go then."

"Julia you don't have to ..."

"Yes William, I do. There is absolutely no chance I'll let you go there alone. If she's there she'll … try something again. And that is not happening."

"That was a long time ago Julia. I'm sure she forgot and ..."

"Well I did not forget!" she almost yelled. "How could I forget that this … prostitute tried to steal you from me the day before our wedding? She kissed you right in front of me William! And after you pushed her, she smirked at me, she … I ..."

"Julia, calm down." William said, taking her in his arms.

He knew this case would be hard for his wife. Usually, when women firted with him, she teased him about it but this … this was different. She really hated the woman.

"I only love you Julia, and I only loved you then. She can't do anything." William whispered in her hear.

"I know. I just … I hate that woman. And I can't stand the idea of her being close to you, even if it's in the same room. I feel so stupid." she said, getting away from William.

"It's not stupid Julia. But I promise to try my best not to find myself alone with her."

"Thank you."

"Now, go get your coat. I'm sure you're dying to show her that she did not succeed in stopping our wedding." William laughed, moving away just in time so that Julia's hand missed him.

When Julia got back home from the morgue, she was surprised to find William already there. Usually she was the first back home from work. She took her hat off and walked to the kitchen where she could hear him. As soon as he saw her, he closed the door.

"What are you hiding in there?" she asked.

"Nothing. I'm just … preparing for an experiment."

"Oh? And what experiment might that be?"

"You'll have to wait about an hour to find out." William stated.

"Will you entertain me for this hour?" Julia teased, pressing herslef against him.

"I'm afraid I can't. But I promise it will be worth it." he said, kissing her.

"Do I need to change for this surprise of yours?" Julia asked.

"No, you're perfect just the way you are, don't change a thing." he answered, kissing her one last time before going back inside the kitchen and closing the door quickly behind him.

Julia giggled and walked away.

An hour later, as promised, William got out of the kitchen with a picnic basket. He found Julia sitting in the living room, reading a medical journal.

"Are we having a picnic?" she asked as she spotted the basket.

"Yes we are. Now, if you would follow me, we can start the experiment."

She stood up and joined him. He took her hand in his, the basket in the other and led her to the back door of their house. As they walked out in their garden, Julia saw that he had prepared a perfect and romantic spot for their dinner: blankets, candles, roses …

"William, that's so beautiful!" Julia said as they walked there.

"Only the best for my wife." William said. "Now, if you would please sit down."

"You said you were preparing an experiment. What is it?" Julia asked, getting curious now that she saw the setting.

William didn't answer. Instead, he opened the basket and handed her a bottle.

"Absynthe William?"

"In the name of science of course. I want to test your theory about the green fairy."

"In the name of science of course." Julia laughed. "Did you get us something to eat as well? Because absynthe is strong. And you are definitely not used to drinking."

William got sandwiches from the basket and displayed everything he had prepared on the blanket. They ate, they drank, they talked, they laughed... It was the perfect evening. As the absynthe eased into them, they started to get more touchy, pieces of clothing started to get open …

"I love your surprises." Julia said, kissing him deeply.

"I think it's a little disappointing." William said.

"My kisses are disappointing?" Julia asked.

"No, not that. Your kisses are perfect. But I saw no green fairy." he pouted.

Julia burst into laughter. William joined her. When they stopped laughing, William looked at his wife.

"I love your eyes Julia. They are so beautiful. You are so beautiful. You are my own blue fairy." he said seriously, playing with the sleeve of her blue dress. "I love you."

"You are so drunk." Julia giggled.

She bent over to him and kissed him passionately... and she didn't let go of him. William grabbed her and rolled them so he was on top of her.

"I may be drunk, but I still love you." he said, kissing her, opening the buttons of her shirt.

"I'm so glad you decided to have the picnic in the garden and not at the park." Julia said, shivering when she felt his mouth behind her ear.

William groaned when he heard his alarm clock. He opened his eyes only when he heard Julia laugh next to him and felt her body over his. She was trying to turn off the alarm … and not having any success. She collapsed on top of him and somehow managed to get the clock to stop ringing.

"What did you do?" William asked.

"I think I broke it." Julia answered, climbing completely on top of him, burrying her head in his neck.

"We have to get up." he mumbled, his eyes closing again.

"I know. I have a meeting this morning but I really don't want to go. I want to stay here, with you." She said.

"I have to go to the station house. I have to see what George found out. I asked him to follow the judge's son. Just thinking about George talking makes my head hurt." William complained.

"What do you say tonight we have a calm evening here?"

"That sounds like heaven." William answered, kissing her hair. "But now I really think we should get up or we will be late."