When Julia heard the explosion, she ran to where the noise had come from. When she arrived at the end of the street, she saw that a shop had been blown up. Looking around, she saw two constables lying face down on the ground and she ran to them. She slowly turned the first one and her vision blurred when she recognized George.

"George, George, can you hear me?" she asked, shaking him softly and tapping his face on the side that was not bleeding.

"Uh, Doctor? What … where is Henry?"

"I'll tend to him, try not to fall asleep before help gets here alright?"

"Alright." George said.

Julia was not sure if he had understood what she had told him. She walked to Henry and found him in a much worse condition that George had been. She examined him quickly, cleaned his wounds and injected him with a painkiller just before William and the Inspector arrived at the scene.

When William saw her, he ran to her, fright clear on his face.

"Julia! Are you alright? Did you get hurt?" he asked, looking her all over in search of some injury.

"I'm fine William. I was on my way to one of my patients' house when I heard the explosion. I ran here and found George and Henry on the ground."

"Oh thank God!" William sighed in relief as he hugged her tightly.

"Are they going to be alright Doctor?" the Inspector asked.

"Henry should be taken to the hospital as soon as the ambulance arrives. He must have been closer to the shop when it exploded. George is pretty banged up but it's nothing serious. I think I'll take him home and tend to him there, I'll have everything I'll need there."

"Alright. You do that. Take good care of him Doctor." the Inspector said, walking away from William and Julia and closer to the shop and the crowd that was beginning to gather around it.

"Are you sure you're not hurt?" William asked once again.

"I'm sure William, I'm perfectly fine." she said, kissing him. "Now, can you help me get George on his feet? I don't want him to fall asleep before I have time to examine him further."

William helped her and called a cab.

"I'll get home for lunch to check on him." he said.

"I'll take good care of him, don't worry." Julia said, kissing him softly.

"I know. Now get him home quickly. If anything happens, telephone the station and I'll come right away."

"Everything will be fine William. Now go and find who did this." Julia said, squeezing his hand before he closed the door of the cab.

"Oh I will, believe me." William said even if he knew she could not hear him, as he walked towards the shop.

As promised, William went home during his lunch break.

"How is he doing?" he asked as soon as he passed the door.

"He's fine William, don't worry. He is sleeping in the guest room right now. I stitched his forehead and gave him something to sleep."

"Good. Good. I … I'm going to check on him." he said, walking up the stairs.

Julia walked back in the kitchen, a smile on her face. Her husband could complain all he wanted about how annoying George Crabtree was, she knew deep down that he loved him as if he were a little brother. The look of worry on his face just now said it all. She put together some sandwiches for the two of them and found William back downstairs when she entered the dining room.

"Is he still sleeping?" she asked, putting the food on the table.

"Yes. He seems peaceful. I will stop by the hospital to see Henry on my way back to the station." William said.

"Did you find anything about the explosion?" Julia asked.

"No, nothing at all. Except that everyone on the street hated the shop keeper." William sighed, taking the sandwich Julia was handing him.

"Don't worry, you'll find the person responsible. You always do." she said, smiling.

"Will you stay here this afternoon?" William asked.

"Yes. I cancelled my appointments for this afternoon to stay here and check on him and ..."

"You don't have to do that Doctor."

"George! What are you doing up?" William asked, getting up from his chair and walking to help him to a chair.

"You should be in bed George, resting." Julia reprimanded.

"I'm fine Doctor."

"Clearly you're not fine, George. You're white as a ghost." William said.

"But I don't want to impose and ..."

"You're not imposing George. You're healing."

"But I heard you say that you cancelled your appointments and ..."

"And nothing George. You're staying here and that's all there is to say." Julia said. "Now, try to see if you can eat something and then you go back to bed."

"Oh don't look at me like that." William said. "You should listen to her. She's not letting you do anything else that what she told you anyway so it's better to let yourself be taken care of."

"Why are you not that resilient when you are the one being sick or injured?" Julia asked.

"When will you discharge me from your house then Doctor?" George asked.

"I don't know. It depends on how you recover. Maybe this evening. But in any case I would be much more comfortable if you slept here tonight so I can check on you."

As usual, Julia got her way and George spent the night at the Murdoch residence.

When William got home at the end of the case, he was exausted.

"Did you get the bomber?" Julia asked as he entered the livingroom where she was reading.

"No." he said, letting himself collapse next to her on the sofa. "George did."

"What do you mean?"

"I let him conduct the interview. He found the link tying everything back together so I told him to handle it. And he was rather good. He even got a confession." William explained. "He deserved to be the one closing it after what he and Higgins have been through."

"You're a big softy, aren't you Detective Murdoch?" she asked, a knowing smile on her face.

"Don't make fun of me, I was just trying to be nice." William said, groaning as his back came in contact with the back of the couch.

"I was not making fun of you William, just asserting that you have a big heart, that's one of the many thing that I love about you." she said, kissing him.

William moved to kiss her properly but groaned once again.

"What's wrong?" Julia asked.

"I don't know. The top of my back itches and it hurts when I touch something."

"Take off your shirt." Julia said.

"It's nothing Julia. I'm going to take a bath and it's all going to be better." he said, kissing her quickly before getting up and walking upstairs to the bathroom.

Juli was not satisfied with his explanation and went upstairs when she knew she would find him without his shirt on. When she entered their bedroom, she saw his back and could not restrain her gasp. She quickly walked closer to him.

"William, what happened to you?" she asked as she touched his back, trying not to hurt him.

"I don't know, I can see my back Julia." he laughed.

"It's red. Your whole back is red William and there are scratches on you upper back and your shoulders."

"Oh, that must be when the Inspector shoved me into the wall." he said simply.

"The Inspector did what?"

"Oh don't worry, I asked him to do it."

"Alright, you sit right here so I can put something to calm the rash that is clearly starting on your back and you stay still, no squirming to get out of it. And you explain to me what happened, clearly." she ordered.

William explained how he and Terrence Meyers had infiltrated the anarchist group to get information about the bombings and how to talk to the Inspector he had had to insult the people in charge and how he had asked him to shove him into a wall.

"Well, maybe I should go and see him to tell him to use his energy in another way." Julia said as she finished putting a cream on his back. "You should wait about an hour before you take your bath, let the cream get inside your skin. The water would take everything away in seconds right now."

"And what am I supposed to do with no clothes on?" William asked.

"You can put your trousers back on, just don't put anything on your back. And don't worry, I don't mind watching you walk around bare-chested." Julia laughed, winking at him before leaving the bedroom.