"It may just be an impression but you spend more and more time here getting stitched up." Julia said to her husband who was sitting on a stool in the morgue. "Do you miss me that much?" she laughed.

"I do miss you, but not to the point of having a suspect attack me with an axe, ruin a brand new suit and slash my arm."

"And I like you Doctor Ogden, but being bitten by a mad woman just to come and see you is somewhat extreme." George said, making everyone laugh.

"Alright. George, sit here. I'll check the bite mark to make sure it will not get infected. William, take off your jacket and your shirt and press that against the cut to stop the bleeding, I'll look at you after George."

Julia treated George, making sure to explain everything she was doing to satisfy his curiosity. When he was reassured that he was not going to become mad because a mad woman had bitten him, he went back to the station, Julia turned to William.

"Alright, let me check you now." she said, taking the cloth from his arm. "Uh, that's a nice cut. You're lucky it didn't go deeper." she continued, inspecting the wound.

"I'm lucky I wasn't alone there. It took me, George and two other constables to restrain her. She was really … crazy Julia. You will see what happened to her father when the body arrives."

"Are you sure she's the one who did it?" Julia asked, puttining a badage around William's arm.

"She said she doesn't remember but that she must have done it. She woke up with the axe in her hands. Could she have done it while she was sleeping, like sleep walking?"

"I don't know William. This is not really my field. It's a very interesting field though, I have some books at home about behaviours like that. I'll check them tonight if you want." she proposed.

"That would be great, thank you." he said.

"Well, you're all fixed Detective Murdoch, ready to go back to duty." Julia announced, handing William his shirt and jacket back. "Maybe on the way back home you should go to the tailor, see if he can fix this." she said, looking at the tear on his jacket.

"Yes, that would be good. I bought it last week, why couldn't I have worn an old one?" he said to himself.

When the bell rang at the entrance of the morgue, Julia went to collect the body. An assistant helped her put the corpse on the slab.

"Oh my!" Julia explained when she uncovered the sheet, revealing the body.

"I told you." William said. "I'll let you with the body, I have to go interview Charlotte, the daughter who … did this." he continued, pointing to the body.

When William saw Julia enter the station house in the afternoon, he knew what she wanted. It was clear on her face. But he also knew that she would not come forward directly with what she wanted and he decided to have a little fun with her.

"William, here is the post-mortem report on the body." she said, looking around.

"Thank you. Is there anything unusual about it?" William asked.

"No, everything was at it seemed. No surprises here. The axe wounds are the cause of death. Several of them were found in places that could have been deadly, it's difficult to precisely know which one." she explained.

"Alright. Thank you." William said, turning around and heading for his office, a knowing smile on his face.

As he had expected, Julia was frustrated and followed him inside his office.

"I heard that you called for Doctor Roberts." she said, sitting in front of his desk.

"Yes I did. He has a really good approach of people like Charlotte. And he was really excited to be asked for help."

"Of course he was. Cases like this are very interesting. The psychology behind actions like that are ..."

"I'm sorry Julia but I have to go. Doctor Roberts is waiting for me in the interview room and ..."

"Are you really going to make me beg William?" Julia asked, getting up and following him out of the office.

"Maybe." he said, a big smile on his face.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Alright. Please Detective Murdoch, may I please watch your interview?" she asked.

"Of course Doctor. I completely understand your medical interest in such a case and it would be my pleasure to have your opinionn afterward." he said, smiling as he let her pass before him.

"You're going to pay for that." Julia mumbled, walking past him.

"What is going to happen to her now?" Julia asked, watching a constable take Charlotte out of the station house.

"Doctor Roberts told me that she agreed to stay in his care for a few months. She seemed really interested to know what is happening to her and she wants to learn to control it. At least that's what he told me." William said, collecting his jacket and his hat from the coat rack. "Now, do you have to go back to the morgue or can we go home right away?"

"We can go home. I sorted everything out at the morgue before coming here." Julia said, smiling as she took the arm he was offering her.

"Do you mind walking back?" William asked. "I would really enjoy the fresh air after such a horrible case."

"I don't mind walking. I like walking. Especially on your arm." Julia said.

"That's good to know." William laughed.

"You know, in some ways, Charlotte's three personalities remind me of you." Julia said after a short moment of silence.

"And that is a good thing or a bad thing?" William asked. "Think carefully about your answer, it could determine the evening you will have."

"This is exactly what I'm talking about. There are three sides of you. I would not say three personalities because I know you and I can still find you in your different … versions." Julia said seriously.

"And pray tell Mrs Murdoch, what are the three versions of me?" William asked, curious.

"Well, first there is the Work You. Work William is very efficient, he doesn't waste time on futile things, he is very focused, very principled … and very handsome in his dark suits."

"Alright. What else?"

"Then there is the Home You. Home William is much more free in what he does and says. He doesn't care if he is not perfectly dressed, he often let his hair free of all products and when his wife messes his hair, he doesn't say anything. Home William is very loving, very caring, a very good housekeeper, a good cook. And sometimes when Home William works around the house or invents something new, Work William can resurface and snap at you if you want to bring him tea at the wrong moment."

"Julia, I already apologised about that."

"I know, don't worry." Julia laughed, kissing his cheek. "And right now we have a perfect example of a conflict between Home William and Work William. Home William wants to be happy that his wife just kissed him but Work William can't help but look around to see if people were watching and blushed when he realised some people saw."

"You know me too well, that's infurating." William said. "And what is the third version of me?"

"He's my favourite . The one that comes out even if Home William or Work William are around and I am the only one to know him. It's Husband William. He is very considerate, loving, romantic. He can also be savage on occasions." she finished, whispering the last part in his ear.

He couldn't take it anymore. He stopped an empty carriage which was driving past them, gave the driver their address and dragged Julia inside.

"What's happening William?" Julia laughed, a falsely innocent look on her face.

"Conflict of personality. Work William is afraid Husband William will take over at any moment now. And it would absolutely not be suitable for the general population." he said, pulling her into his lap and diving on her lips as soon as the carriage door was closed.

"I told you you would pay for what you did earlier." Julia mumbled against her husband's mouth.