Well that's another case closed and now we're back to square one. We'll have a new case to solve. A new criminal to find. It makes you despair to think of how there is always a never ending stream of cases, and no matter how many murderers and rapists and fraudsters you catch, there will always be another waiting just around the corner.
I still can't believe how stupid I was to follow Randall's twin all the way around town. Three hours! How did I not notice? I'm pretty sure the rest of the team loved that and had a right old laugh about it when my back was turned. Except Mendrick, he doesn't seem to have a sense of humour. At least not one where he laughs. And I'm back at the bottom of Mendrick's favourite list. After falling for Randall's trick I have proved myself as a very dumb blonde.
I got home at the end of the day, opening the door to my flat robotically and turning the lights off as I walked in through the door.
'Hey?!' I heard a shout from the darkness and realised Alfie must be home. I flicked the switch again and the lights came up. Sure enough he was sitting on the sofa in his favourite jeans watching some sporting thing on the TV. 'Oh it's you,' he said, turning away.
'Are you still mad at me?' I asked walking cautiously over to the sofa.
'It depends if you're ready to talk,' Alfie replied without taking his eyes off the television screen.
'I'm so sorry I hung up on you earlier but there was something really important going on and I had to go.' I didn't get a reaction. 'Please don't give me the silent treatment, it won't solve anything'
'But it makes me feel better,' Alfie said. I could almost see his bottom lip sticking out as he sulked.
'I thought you were the one that wanted to talk about this but I was clearly wrong.' I moved towards the bedroom, dropping my bag on the table in our kitchen as I left. 'When you've decided to grow up then let me know.' I restrained myself from slamming the door shut but threw myself down on the bed, curling up into a ball.
A few moments later the door opened and I felt the mattress sink as Alfie sat at the end of the bed. He didn't say anything for a while and I didn't turn to acknowledge he was there.
'I just feel like you love your job more than me,' Alfie said, finally breaking the silence. 'Whenever I call you to see if we can go out for a romantic meal or have a quiet evening in, just the two of us, Mendrick has you working extra hours, or you're on surveillance duty, or there's a suspect you need to question. It doesn't feel like we're in a relationship any more.'
'What are you saying?' I said, sitting up to face him. 'Do you want to break up with me? We've been together for years and my job has never bothered you before. What's brought this on?'
'I got a call from James earlier,' Alfie said flatly. 'Vicks is going to have a baby.' It felt like a punch in the stomach as soon as the word baby left Alfie's lips.
'I'm not sure where you're coming from,' I said stupidly. 'Do you want us to have kids? We're not even married.'
'I'm not saying I want kids right now, I just need to know that we have a future other than you slaving away for Mendrick for the rest of your life. I want us to be able to move to a house out of the city with a back garden for the kids to play in.'
'You sound like something out of a catalogue Alfie. Why didn't you say that was what you wanted?'
'Because I'm dating a high powered, driven policewoman. They don't tend to be the motherly types.'
'But this is me Alfie. I do want to have a family. Just not right now.' I reached out and took his hand in mine, bringing it up to my lips to kiss it. 'I'm sorry if that's not what you wanted to hear.'
'I can see your point. We aren't even married yet, how can we start thinking about kids?'
'One day we will have it all,' I promised. 'Marriage, kids, a house in the suburbs.'
'One day,' Alfie whispered, leaning in to kiss me.