Ok, I know I should be writing my other fic, but this idea was so cute to me that I had to continue it. Enjoy x x Please Review!
Jac Naylor tenderly stroked Freya's tiny feet, envying the pure innocence issuing from her patient. Children knew nothing of the anguish of life, or the sinfulness of the world around them. Jac's small smile mirrored the contented giggles that filled the air; Freya's startling blue eyes, as if they could comprehend, sensed the discomfort of her guardian's manner and reached out to her. Silently, Jac pressed a button on Sean's watch and mentally laughed at the child's astounded looks to the gleaming object in front of her.
To the cautious onlooker, Jac's attachment to the baby was evident; he stood there, alone, amazed at how human she looked. Sighing, his mind turned professional, would it be right to take Jac off the case? Adjusting his tie, Sean sat on a black chair near the entrance to the side room, just out of Jac's sight, and waited.
As soon as she had come, she had gone again, strolling conscientiously through the corridors of the nearly deserted hospital. Sean watched her go, and with slight hesitation, stood up to follow her.
Jac zipped up her leather jacket with a flourish, the soft material no match for the deathly cold infiltrating her body. Battered, her auburn hair no longer rested blissfully on her shoulders, so after a short time, Jac tied it up into a messy ponytail. Nothing could tear apart the warzone in her mind, nor the anger building up inside her. She wanted release.
Sean could see the shivering figure metres away from him, and he longed to comfort her, to share his warmth. Interested to wear Jac was going, he continued his movements, his black trainers dampening on the wet pavement. The hospital's grounds were uninhabited, or so he had thought.
Oliver Valentine raised an eyebrow to the scene he was watching, and, with bundles of Orthopaedic folders in hand, approached the daring Paediatrician.
"What are you doing?" Ollie asked, motioning to Ms Naylor.
"Walking." Sean replied, gazing absentmindedly at the now distant outline of a woman. Oliver followed his look and his eyebrows rose even further, then, sighing, he turned to his colleague.
"Look, a word of advice, don't go there." Sean laughed, stroking his head, and placed a hand on Oliver's shoulder.
"Go where?" He said.
"Ok." said Jac quietly to the inquisitive receptionist. Slowly, she rummaged in her bag, panicking slightly, and, when her fingers finally closed around the small card, let out a sigh of relief. Jac handed over her gym membership verification licence; the receptionist nodded quickly, thus Jac continued forward. Her tongue could taste the electric energy in the air, and her quick senses could pick out the smallest of movements from the trainers above.
Sean lingered outside the gym with hesitation, though noticing the brown purse beside the counter, entered to retrieve it. Picking it up, without a thought, he opened the pristine parts and stopped short when his eye caught sight of a lone picture inside the plastic cover.
A brunette, tall man stood in the centre of the photograph, his startling blue eyes reflecting every ounce of emotion that inhabited his core. Cradled in his muscular arms, was a tiny baby, and judging from the look of adoration from the father, this boy was the, almost sole, object of his love.
Even though the jubilant exterior of the man, there was a sense of sadness drowning his sapphire eyes. The picture was smudged and tearstained, and Sean wondered how much this person had meant to Jac.
Determined, he continued through to the gym. Sean surveyed the room with one slow glance, his eyes wandering casually over Jac's trousers when he eventually spotted her.
"Ms Naylor!" Sean jogged over.
"What are you doing here?" Jac replied, placing her hands, or her boxing gloves, firmly onto her hips.
"And hello to you too."
Jac smiled falsely. Her mind blazed like a wildfire, threatening to brake down the branches of defence that had grown over time. She longed to be rid of the anger bottled up inside of her, and the most effective way of doing so, Jac had learned, was to box.
There was a moment of awkward silence.
"You dropped your purse." Sean said finally, taking the crumpled photo from inside and showing it to his colleague.
"You have no right to look at that!" Jac yelled, though it merely was a muffled sound in the advanced noise of the gym. Sean smiled.
"If I didn't know you better, Ms Naylor, I would say you were angry." Jac's smirk turned sarcastic, it escaped from the side of her mouth. Quickly, she snatched the purse from his grasp and took the precious photograph with great relief.
"Well, you can go now."
"A thank you was all I was looking for." Sean replied, his hands in his pockets.
"Look Peter Pan, ask around and see how much I say that." Jac answered in her usual manner, gesturing to the door. Sean turned as Jac resumed boxing, each single hit diminishing the anger inside. For a moment he watched her, and he could see the pure fury and determination flash in her eyes.
He couldn't go.
Not just yet.
"I have noticed Ms Naylor." Sean started. Jac whipped around yet again, her eyebrows rose in a dignified arch. "That you're not a very "girly" person are you? …Your clothes, your manner…" Jac coughed, her arms crossed, amused and annoyed at the same time.
"What?"
"Take Miss Shah for example…"
"I don't care what golden knickers wears… though whatever she does it drains Hanssen's brains out." Jac looked away; her mind had controlled her mouth in a moment of uncontrolled mocking. Now it was Sean's turn to be confused.
"What?"
"Oh come on, it's obvious she shagged the Swede, either that or it gives Greg's tongue a well deserved holiday." Jac retorted sarcastically, her confidence striking again. Sean raised his eyebrows exasperatedly, half smiling.
"Well, hopefully I might see you around Ms Naylor." Sean answered, placing a hand on her shoulder. Jac shot a look at the hand rested on her; it was a being from another world. Shrugging him of, Jac turned to face her punching bag.
"How about never? Is never good for you?"
Thank you for reading! :D Hope it was alright! :)