Sour and then Sweet

Broadly: One time Lockwood wakes up in Lucy's bed alone and one time they fall asleep there together. But first a little bonus case fic for set up. Ok I got carried away and wrote a whole ass case fic. So now you get an angsty case fic + a sweet fluffy epilogue

Lockwood could hear his heart beating in his ears. No matter that he’d been prowling a haunted house the better part of the last two hours, this was what had his adrenaline pumping.

He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t fantasised about this exact thing. Out on a job, browsing the aisles of Mullet’s, waiting in the observation deck at the furnaces, there was always a part of him looking out the corner of his eye, waiting to catch her gaze on him, looking for that trademark scowl, imagining it melting into a surprised smile.

In his imagination, she was always happy to see him, despite the abundant evidence that the real live Lucy had no interest. For god’s sake, she’d snuck out in the middle of the night without so much as a note or even forwarding address. Perhaps now he should just take it as a win that she was no longer running.