Another Tarot, Caro!
Green Wing

Disclaimer: I'm glad I don't own Green Wing or any of the characters. It would be far too difficult to chose between Mac and Guy.
Summary: Short and drunken oneshot - Caroline's POV on the night Mac discovers that he has a young son.

Is this the last straw? Should I just give up on him forever?

Maybe I have to stand back and be objective. I have to look at all of the evidence and tell myself that some things just aren't meant to be. Then I shall navigate my way to the nearest Off License and stock up on cigs, cheap booze and a king sized bag of mini mars bars. Maybe even two bags of mini mars bars.

So here I am; in my flat; holding very tightly to a packet of cigs and telling myself that it'll all be OK. Pretending that I am a sensible, and objective person who understands that Mac and I aren't meant to be. I don't understand though, and I don't think this cheap whiskey is helping matters. The poker game and kiss with Guy confused me. Fate is either laughing at me or pissing on me.

Surely it shouldn't be this difficult? I don't want to sound bitter but other people seem to find each other easily, it really isn't fair. And I shouldn't need to be torn between a horny tosser of a lodger and the man who keeps slipping away from me. Me and Mac should be together. Already! Hmm no, 'horny tosser' isn't fair…Guy just really knows how to get under my skin, I suppose. Maybe if I was more like Angela? Life might be a bit easier if I had less bad hair days. I'd be less stressed, more confident. Angela doesn't like The Kinks though, does she?

Maybe I'm just stuck. More whiskey might help…..

A/N: Apologies for all of the 'whittering' that Caroline was doing but I haven't written from the point of view of any Green Wing character before and it's bloody difficult.