"So, three days uh?" William said as they walked out of the theatre, Julia on his arms.
"Yes, three days. I don't know if I'm happy or scared." Julia admitted.
"Why would you be scared? I thought you wanted this."
"I do. I want the position. But I'm scared of … going away. I'm scared of missing you too much. And I hate that I feel this way because I should be stronger than that and ..."
"Julia, it's going to be alright. And it's alright to be scared. To tell you the truth, I'm scared too. You'll be too far away from me, if something happens to you I won't be able to protect you and I'll miss you but it will be worth it once you're back and you work in the Children's Hospital." William reassured her, hugging her.
"Yes, you're right, everything will be fine. And I will call you, or you'll call me. And we will write. And we will make the most of our time when we visit each other."
"That we will do." William said, kissing her, not caring that they were in the middle of the street and that people were getting out of the theatre and were looking at them.
"Uh … excuse me. We had a telephone call for a detective and a lady doctor couple, would that be you?" a theatre attendant asked them, blushing slightly as he interrupted them.
"That would be us." William said, trying not to look angry for the interruption.
"If … If you would follow me, the person is waiting on the telephone."
An hour later, they were in a hotel room examining a dead man who had been electrocuted.
Julia ran in the station house the next day.
"William, are you alright? I just heard what happened and ..."
"I'm fine Julia. It was a trap but we made it and ..."
"How am I suppose to leave if you keep getting yourself in danger like that. How will I be able to sleep at night? How ..."
"Julia, calm down. Come to my office." William said.
He led her to his chair and made her sit.
"Do you know the hours you will be working in Buffalo?" he asked.
"Not yet. Why?"
"Well, I can't have my wife sleep deprived for her new job so once you have your schedule, I will make sure to telephone every night before you go to bed so you can sleep. How does that sound?"
"It sounds ridiculous." Julia laughed. "But it's adorable. Thank you." she said, bringing him down to her to kiss him. "I don't know what I would do without you." she continued, kissing him one last time before getting on her feet and hugging him.
"Uh, Sir? I'm sorry to interrupt but Mister Tesla says he is ready."
"It's alright George, I have to go back to the morgue pack a few things." Julia said, smiling at the constable. She started to walk away but she stopped, turned to George and hugged him. "I'm going to miss you George, really." she said before getting out.
"Sir, I ..."
"It's alright George. She likes you, you know? And she is really going to miss you." William said. "Now, let's go see what Mr Tesla has prepared for us."
The two of them went to the stables where Tesla was building his protective shield against the microwave weapon. Later that afternoon, when the radiation were felt by William's new detecting machine, he went to the warehouse where the machine was supposed to be stored and found Mrs Pendrick and her engineer getting the weapon ready to be sold. When everything was finished, the weapon, Mrs Pendrick and her colleague destroyed, William went back home. When he entered, he found Julia's bags at the bottom of the stairs. The house was silent, all the lights off downstairs. He made sure that everything was locked and walked up the stairs in search of his wife. She was in their bedroom, sitting on the bed, looking at a photo album.
"Here you are!" she said, smiling. "I thought maybe you wouldn't come home tonight."
"I wouldn't miss your last night here before you leave for Buffalo." William said, sitting down next to her. "What are you looking at?" he asked, looking over her shoulder.
"Us." she said, kissing him softly. " Do you mind if I take it with me?" Julia asked.
"You cant take whatever you want Julia." he said.
"Does that mean I can take you?" she asked, laughing.
"You know that's not possible. But I talked to the Inspector this morning and he has agreed to give me every weekend off work as long as nothing comes up just before I have to leave. I looked at the train schedules, if I leave on Fridays around midday, I can be with you for dinner." he said, smiling brightly. "And I can be back at work on Monday mornings if I take the night train back on Sunday evenings."
"That's great!" Julia exclaimed, pulling him down on her and pushing the photo album off the bed.
It was time. Time to go. Neither of them really wanted to get in the carriage. This carriage meant separation, distance and loneliness for at least three months. When the driver had finished strapping all of Julia's bags behind the carriage, she sighed.
"Well, I guess we should really get going now."
"Yes, we should. We wouldn't want you to miss your train ..."
"No we wouldn't. Come on, let's go." Julia said, taking his hand and pulling him after her.
The trip to the train station was spent in silence. Neither of them talked, too busy kissing passionately before they arrived to the station which was a public place. They would have to restrain themselves in their goodbyes out there, hands would have to be static, moans and wimpers would have to be silenced … When they felt the carriage slow down they finally separated, getting their clothes and their breathing under control. Shocking the good population of Toronto was not a good plan, not when they would not be together to face it. William exited the carriage and helped Julia out. Once they were both out, he didn't let go of her hand. They both knew that it would be much more appropriate for Julia to hold on his arm rather than his hand but that was too much to ask of them at that moment.
They stayed together on the platform, watching as one of the station boys boarded all of Julia's bags on the train. When her last bag was put inside, she turned around and burried her head in her husband's neck, hugging him tightly. He kissed her hair lighly, pressing her against him one last time before he had to let go. When Julia looked at him, he saw the tears gathering in her eyes.
"Don't cry Julia, please. Because if you cry, I will cry and it is not good for my reputation as a tough detective." he laughed, trying to lighten the tension.
"You are a tough detective." Julia smiled. "And I love you." she said, looking at him straight in the eyes. "When are you coming to see me?"
"In four days." he answered. "And I love you too." he said, kissing her quickly.
As Julia was about to respond, the conductor blew his whistle.
"It's time to go." William said.
"Yes, it is." Julia said, taking her arms away from around his neck.
William accompanied her to the door of the train, she walked up the first step before she turned away.
"I will call you tonight."
"I'll be waiting." William smiled.
Julia walked back down, kissed him one last time and went to find her seat. Through the window, her eyes found his again and they never let go as the train started to move. When she was too far away to see his eyes, she saw him waving. And he kept waving until the train had completely disappeared from his view.