Hello there everyone! It's been quite a while since I last uploades something, and I have missed this Miss Fisher universe terribly, but you know how it is - you run and run and run and never stop. So since all my runnung-arounds has been stopped, I decided to come back to things that truly made me happy. This is little something I wrote yesterday after binge watching Miss Fisher, I hope you like it and soon more to come. Stay safe, strong and healthy!

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Jack needed a second to gather himself. All emotions he so desperately had tried to push away for past weeks just hit him again. Guilt, pain, missing, and the horror of her body on the ground and... Love. The smell of her French perfume that now once again lingered in his office made him come to his senses. "Miss Fisher, good evening to you too." Jack said in a serious and deep voice. She looked as dashing as usual, black hair, sparkling eyes, that wonderful white dress, that made her look specially tempting and red lip gloss… except for her hand that still needed some time to heal.

"Collins says, that you are working terribly lot these days, so I gathered, you might be hungry!" Phryne announced with her usual witty smile on her face and started to energetically unpack dinner. "Working so much, in fact, that you didn't have even a spare minute to visit me. I bet that without me work is going much slower and it nearly isn't as fun." He looked quite miserable, Phryne thought. Dark circles under his eyes, creased shirt and the office smelled a bit like a whiskey, she could clearly see, that detective inspector Jack Robinson wasn't doing very good. "Please, stop." He said abruptly, "I'm not hungry and you need to leave." Jack stood up, went straight to the door and opened them in a gesture that clearly stated she needed to go. Phryne was surprised. Naturally she understood his false sense of guilt, but this is not what she expected. After a brief moment of little shock, Phryne spoke again: "Jack...I've missed you." There was no whit and there were no games in her eyes. Jack could clearly see that this one little sentence was possibly the most honest thing she had ever said to him. And it made it all so much harder for him to push her away. Jack shut his eyes and for a brief second her broken body was in front of him for a millionth time. He quickly opened his eyes - she was still looking at him, with the gentlest of looks. Jack didn't want that horrible image to be his last and most powerful memory of Miss Fisher, he also knew that she won't leave so easily, so his bit of drunken mind came up with the idea which Detective inspector will regret terribly just next morning.

He was moved by what Phryne had just said, He meant something to her. And Jack was so tired fighting against his guilt and daemons and worst of all - burning desire for her. So in this brief second, completely charmed from her gaze, he just gave in. Jack slowly moved towards her letting his eyes sunk in every detail of her face until he stood next to her. "I...I missed you too, miss Fisher" and with these softly spoken words he kissed her, picked her up in his arms and carried out of the police department. When they were outside, he put Phryne on her feet again. "But I can't be missing you." And with that inspector went back inside leaving terribly confused and shocked Miss Fisher outside on the street completely alone.

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