Finally. They had the day off work. The both of them off work on the same day. They had waited a long time for this day off together. For the last two months, they had been working cases without any interruption and saw each other mainly at night. Today they were enjoying having nothing to do, just enjoying each other's presence. Julia sighed, a smile on her face as she remembered their morning. William had woken her up with a breakfast tray in bed, they had eaten, talked, laughed. Then they had had to clean jam stains from the carpet from when Julia had jumped on her husband and had sent the tray flying on the floor. Next they had dressed and decided to go to a restaurant for their lunch and now they were talking a walk in the park, making the most of the sun.

"What are you thinking about?" William asked softly, a smile on his face. "You seem so … peaceful."

"I am peaceful." she answered, kissing him on the cheek quickly. "I was thinking about this morning, that's all."

"This morning was nice." William said, a teasing look in his eyes.

"Yes, very nice. But we'll need to find something for those stains." she laughed.

"YOU will have to find something for those stains, it was YOUR fault, YOU were the one who became possessed and jumped on me like an animal."

"I didn't hear you complain."

"I didn't. And feel free to do it again. But don't count on me for the carpet."

"I'll ask Margaret. She must have something for that. I always wonder how she keeps her house so clean with two young boys. She must have a secret she can share with me."

Before William could respond, they found themselves face to face with Darcy Garland at the junction of different paths.

"Doctor Ogden, Detective Murdoch, good afternoon."

"It's Mrs Murdoch." Julia corrected.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I'm not at work so it's not Doctor Ogden, it's Mrs Murdoch. I kept my maiden name only in a professional capacity."

William smiled and tried really hard to contain his laughter. If this message was not clear for the American doctor, nothing would ever be.

"Oh I'm sorry. So, what are you doing here today Mrs Murdoch?"

"We are going to the miniature fair." William answered, feeling Julia's elbow in his ribs. "And what are you doing here? We seem to see you everytime we go out."

"I'm not following you, I swear." Darcy laughed, clearly uneasy. "I was on my way to meet with some colleagues from the hospital."

"Well, goodbye then, we wouldn't want to leave your friends waiting." Julia said, taking William's arm and pulling him. "Why did you tell him where we were going, he's going to be there!" she said when they had walked away.

"He is not, I think he got the message loud and clear, Mrs Murdoch." William laughed.

"You know what, if he shows up at the fair, you take care of the carpet."

They walked to the fair and William got all excited. He really loved models, of every kind: planes, boats, places. One particular model really caught his attention. It was a model of a street, a very detail model.

"Julia, look! This is amazing!" he said, taking her hand and pulling her to examine the model.

"It looks so real!" Julia said. "Do you think it represents a real street?"

"I don't know. It could be possible. What … what do you see there?" William asked, pointing to a particular window in the model.

"It looks like … someone holding a rifle."

"Yes, that's what I thought. I wonder if the creator of the model is around here." William said, looking around.

"Not today William, please. Today is just for us, no work."

"I was not going to ..."

"I know you William. You want to know why there is a man holding a riffle behind that window, don't lie to me."

"I'm not. I mean, yes, I want to understand but I was not going to investigate right now, I swear. I just wanted to get the name of the person who made it so I could contact him tomorrow."

"Really?"

"Really. I have to ask the Inspector first anyway, I can't do anything without his permission." William explained. "I'll get the name from the information booth and I'll be right back." he said, kissing her on the cheek and walking away.

Julia walked around the exhibition, looking at some models representing the inside of the human body. When William joined her, she looked at him. She was going to tell him something but stopped when she saw his face. A mixture of anger and despair.

"What is it?"

"I'm going to have to clean the carpet." William simply said.

Julia burst into laughter.

"I told you so." she said, kissing him sweetly, hoping Darcy was watching them.

"I hate that expression." William said, taking her hand and leading her out of the tent where the exhibition was.