When William came back home from the crime scene, Julia was already in bed.

"So, what was it?" she asked, looking up from her book as he entered th bedroom.

"Mr Wallenski was found hung by his housekeeper but Doctor Grace said he was strangled before he was hung." William explained as he undressed. "We'll have to get back there first thing in the morning to study the scene further, it was too dark to really see anything." he continued, getting into the bed.

"Why does that name mean something to me?" Julia asked, thinking.

"We met him some months ago at the battery exhibit. He had developped this fascinating battery which ..."

"Only you can find batteries fascinating William." Julia laughed. "Now get some sleep, you'll need your energy tomorrow."

"Yes I will, all the more because George is persuaded that some extra terrestrial beings are responsible for the killing because the housekeeper described a bright light coming at her and he is sure it was a spaceship." William laughed, turning his light off and rolling on his side to face his wife. "How was your day?" he asked.

"It was good." Julia said, putting her book on her nightstand and turning her light off as well. "Healing sick people is very satisfying." she continued, yawning.

"And exhausting it seems. You didn't have to wait for me, you know." William said, pulling her closer to him and rolling on his back.

"I know. But you were already gone when I woke up this morning and I refuse to let a whole day pass without seeing you or talking to you." she said, kissing him and placing her head on his chest.

"Goodnight." she sighed, her eyes closing.

"Goodnight." William said, tightening his arms around her.

As most of the time, Julia had been right. William had needed all his energy the next day. When he came back home, he was exhausted and uneasiness was clear on his face. Julia was not home yet so he started to prepare dinner. When he heard the front door open, he nearly ran to Julia and kissed her passionately, taking her completely by surprise.

"Not that I am complaining but what was this for?" she asked, trying to get her breathing under control.

"Just the result of a very productive day." William said, kissing her softly before walking away and back in the kitchen.

"What are you making?" Julia asked as she joined him.

"Oh nothing very elaborate … just a mix of everything we have left heated up. We really need to go shopping or we'll die of hunger." he said, laughing.

"I'll take care of that tomorrow, I don't have any appointments in the morning." Julia said, setting the table. "So, what happened during that productive day of yours?" Julia asked. "It must have been really good, you have that look on your face." she laughed, sitting down as he served the food.

"What look?"

"The look a five-year-old boy would have when you give him a new bicycle for his birthday. So, what happened?"

"I drove an electric car." William almost shouted in excitement.

"Really?"

"Yes, I got it to go fifty miles an hour!"

"Wow, that's impressive! But … how did you get to drive it?"

"Oh we were looking for some clues with George and suddenly James Pendrick appeared in the electric car. He calls it the Pendrick Bullet. He asked me to drive it back to the warehouse where he builds everything. It went so fast Julia, it was amazing!" Wiliam explained, full of excitement again. "And he planned everything so that everybody could have one and park it and charge the battery in different places in town and ..."

He didn't get to finish because his eyes met Julia's.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked.

"I love you." she answered simply. "And I love how excited you can get. You're so cute! I never saw photographs of you as a child but I'm pretty sure you looked just like you did when you were talking about that car."

William couldn't help but blush. He continued eating when suddenly his face changed.

"What's wrong?" Julia asked.

"Something else happened at the station today."

"Well, what was it?"

"The inspector called me to his office and asked me if Margaret was cheeting on him."

"He did what?"

"He said that she had been going out on some nights, telling him she was visiting a sick friend but he recently learned that this particular friend had been staying at the Niagara Falls for two weeks."

"Oh, that does not sound good." Julia said, a surprised look on her face. "There must be some sort of explanation. Margaret would never do that."

"That's what I said but the inspector told me that she saw him kissing that opera singer a few weeks ago, Madame Hamilton."

"He kissed her?"

"Well, he said he kissed her back when she kissed him."

Julia thought about it for a moment and looked at William.

"There is something else." she said.

"He said … he said the passion was gone between them and that it was normal after being married for so long."

"And?"

"And … I don't want the passion to disappear between us." he admited.

"Well, given the way you welcomed me home tonight, I don't think it is going to happen." Julia laughed.

"I'm serious Julia."

"So am I William." Julia said, pushing her empty plate away and standing up to go sit on William's lap. "I love you, and I know that is never going to change. I know that even after nearly ten years of knowing you, I still get this … feeling inside of me when I see you ."

"What type of feeling?" William asked shyly.

"I don't know, it's a mix of … love, pleasure, excitement, satisfaction … everything at once." she said, kissing him lovingly. "Now, Mister Murdoch, why don't you clear the table and join me in the bedroom afterwards. I'm going to show you that passion is not close to disappearing in our marriage." she teased, kissing him one last time before getting up and walking away.

The table had never been cleared faster.