The following fanfiction was written by RobinLeStrange. Here’s the link to the original source.
The curtain twitches as Strike pulls up outside the house to drop Robin off.
“Bugger…he’s back from work early.”
“Do you want me to get it?”
“Like that would be a better option,” Robin frowns at him in disbelief that he’s even suggested the idea, but secretly loves that he’s offered. She takes a deep breath and gets out of the car, turning to look back through the open window, “Can you wait for me? There’s a pub at the end of the road, I might need a drink after this.”
He smiles back reassuringly. “I’ll have it waiting.”
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