A week earlier
Dr. Ogden was in her office, filling yet another document to a patient when she froze. She had the feeling to feel a presence behind her. She had the strange sensation being watched. She was not afraid, far from it, she knew that this look was gentle and kind. She had that delicious thrill that ran through her body, her heart skipped a beat and she just smiled. There was only one person on this earth that her mind and body could recognize just by being in the same room as her. Julia took a deep breath and very slowly, she looked up at him, turning a little on her chair. It took only seconds for him to meet her eyes. Her heart skipped another beat.
"How is it possible that a simple look messes me so much?" She wondered for a second.
William was standing in the center of the room, holding his hat before him, simply watching. She smiled shyly and he did the same before taking a step closer to her. She stood up to face him and before she has time to say or do anything at all, he comes in a jump to her and slipped his hand on her hip.
-Hello Doctor Ogden, he murmured lip plunging his eyes into hers.
-Hello Detective Murdoch, Julia said wrapping her arms around her husband's neck to come kiss his lips, why I owe the honor of this visit?
-I was wondering if, if you could remove you from your job this afternoon.
-Well I have some issues to finish but it can wait until tomorrow. Why?
-I took my afternoon to spend it with you.
Julia frowned and immediately William left her eyes before gently take her hand to drop a kiss.
-I really want to spend the afternoon with my wife, he murmured, looking at her again.
-And I will be happy to spend it with my husband.
They smiled tenderly, and the next moment, William pulled Julia toward the door, taking her by the hand. They quickly left the place. They got into a carriage and settled comfortably against one another.
-Where are you taking me? Julia murmured at him. The park?
-No.
-At The botanical garden?
-No.
-An exhibition?
-No.
-Tell Me William!
He laughed and tenderly stroked her cheek.
-I have told you I wanted to spend an afternoon with my wife, I would ony be with her, only her, insisted William before leaning toward her to kiss languidly.
-You are picked me only in order to take me to ...
She did not finish her sentence because the spark that shone in the eyes of William spoke a lot about his intentions. She just smiled and kissed him again. They remained silent until then home.
-Does Gladys not there? Julia threw entering.
-I gave her her day off, William whispered into the crook of her neck while pressing in her back, now go in the kitchen Mrs. Murdoch, he ordered softly.
Julia complied still feeling William holding by her waist. Opening the door down the hall, she froze, seeing the overgrown piece of flowers, the table set for two and a meal in the center.
-William, Julia threw in one breath, you made all of this?
She turned to him and he nodded, smiling.
-Why? We have nothing to celebrate.
-We have, William whispered on her lips, the joy of living together day after day. I want you to know that I love you Julia, I have always done even if you have doubted. You make me the happiest of men.
-Oh, William, Julia sighed, snuggling against him, I love you, thank you.
They even exchanged a look and a long kiss before William did lead her to the table and withdraws a chair for her to sit down. He did it in front of her and began to eat quietly, not leaving out of eyes for one second during the meal, talking about everything and nothing. And when they had finished dessert, Julia got up to get rid of. She immediately felt the hand of William in the small of her back and his breath on her neck.
-Later, he growled at her ear hoarsely.
-Do you have another idea? Julia whispered, closing her eyes.
-A lot of ideas my love, the young man replied before tenderly kissing her below the ear.
Then, a second later, Julia laughs loudly as she felt her feet leave the ground. She clung with all her strength at William's neck that carried her to their bedroom. It was only when the young man leaned over to kiss her neck they finally left eye.
-In the middle of the day, Julia sighed sliding her fingers in the hair of William, how much you can be scandalous Mr. Murdoch.
He did not answer to come at her face and kiss her passionately. A second later, their bodies fell on the bed and the minutes that followed were punctuated desires of sighs, moans of pleasure and words of love.
They were lying against one another for a few minutes in silence, simply letting their fingers caress the skin of their partner. William had just drop a few kisses in the undone hairs of his wife sometimes looked up to him to smile tenderly. It was when she met his eyes again, she sat up, stroking the cheek of William.
-Love, she murmured softly, what is happening?
She saw him frown and she continued.
-You are hiding something, I see it in your eyes, they never lie to me.
-I was thinking of a case.
-A case? I hope you did not think while we were making love, she said with a smirk.
-Trust me, I only thought you, William added the same way letting slip his hand into the womanhood of his wife who moaned.
-Would you like to tell me about this case? She said seriously.
-No, William sighed, I preferred not to do so. It concerns me but I do not want to talk to you. I do not want to mix work and our privacy.
-Well, Julia replied, stroking his chest, as you wish, but know that you can tell me anything.
-I know, said William smiling while letting his fingers dancing in the hair of Julia, but at this moment I just want to forget all of that.
-Perhaps can I help you to do it? Julia threw a smile before moving a bit to regain above him. What do you say?
-I am all yours Mrs. Murdoch, William replied.
They smiled tenderly, and the next moment Julia grabbed the lips of William, marking a new moment of passion and love.
Today
Inspector Brakenreid was behind his office window, glass in hand. He looked at the young woman sitting in the office of Detective Murdoch. Julia was there for many minutes already, silently, motionless, alone. Nobody could make leave her since she had returned from the morgue. She had asked to sit down and naturally Constable Crabtree had lead her to the office of her husband. Since then, she remained there, prostrate. Inspector Brakenreid suspected that she was to be lost in thought, she had to be with William, remembering the times they had spent together. Thomas could not blame him, he imagined very well what state of sadness and deep loneliness she had to be. He knew how Murdoch love his wife, and he knew she had to love her just as much. He knew her heart was shattered into her, that nothing had any importance, he knew she would sit in the office, hoping to see her husband enter. Thomas knew all of this, and it was probably another reason why remorse invaded again.
He finished his drink quickly and walked through the door of his office.
-Crabtree, he whispered to the man sitting at his desk, since when Ogden's sitting there?
-Since four hours Sir, George replied, glancing at her, she would not be disturbed.
-Take her to home.
-But Sir ...
-She must rest George, and eat. Murdoch will not return, she can expect as long as she wants. Take it and stay with her. Margaret will come tomorrow.
-Well, George sighed against heart before heading to the office of his former superior.
He knocked softly but this was no reaction from Julia, he entered and walked toward her. He saw the long traces of tears on her cheeks and his heart sank in his chest. Gently so as not to frighten her, seeing that she had not noticed, he put his hand on her shoulder. Julia jumped and looked into his eyes before dropping to her knees.
-It is late Madam, whispered George, you should go home.
-I do not wish to George, Julia replied her voice cracking.
-I beg you, the young man insisted he wanted you to take care of you. He ...
-He is dead George, Julia sobbed, it does not matter if I am fine or not.
-Do not say that, replied the young man.
He sighed deeply and grabbed Julia 's arm to make her stand up. To his astonishment, she did not struggle and just let him do.
-Come, he murmured, I will accompany you home.
Julia did not answer. She, who had always been so combative, she is no longer struggling. Nothing mattered. She felt empty, useless, unable to think of anything at all. She felt her heart trying to beat in her chest. She felt that her jerky and irregular breathing, like a ton of rubble lay on her chest. So Julia was only a shadow of herself and it was a ghost that Constables from the station four saw walking out of the building.
to be continued ...