AN: Alright this proves I have no life. One of my friends said there was Pokemon fanfiction so of course I had to go look. I discovered there was fanfiction for Clue. And Pong (I don't really understand this). Then I went and watched the movie. I realized there was somethings wrong about it. Professor Plum is a teacher not a doctor. So this is me saying that he is a teacher not a doctor. Which means he slept with a student not a patient. Anyway I'm rambling and this is probably going to end up longer than the story itself.

He didn't mean to do it. He swears he didn't. And even if he did, he didn't mean for it to go that far. Abbie was just so... he didn't even know the right word.

There was something about her bright, curious blue eyes, her short brown hair. There was something about Miss Abigail Chase. Maybe it was her smile. She smiled a lot. It was a part of her job as a singing telegram delivery person. Of course that smile was different from of normal smile.

She had been really smart. Wanted to be a teacher when she graduated. She had stayed after class to just talk a few times. They would go to the diner and talk for hours.

They had done that on the day when it happened. She had walked to school the day that it happened. By the time they left the diner it had been raining. He drove her home.

She had invited him in for coffee. They just sat on her couch with coffee and beer for hours, talking. Before either of them realized it was one am.

She offered to let him stay the night, it wasn't save to drive after drinking. He accepted.

The couch was too small for a person to sleep on so she offered to let him share the bed. They were both adults. No big deal, right?

They didn't go to sleep right a way however. They talked for another hour.

They stopped talking when she told him she wanted to kiss him. He couldn't really deny that he had wanted to kiss her too. Why wouldn't he? She was very pretty.

So that is exactly what they had done. And more.

He woke up late the next morning. The first thing he thought was "Oh. My. God. I just slept with my student"

He rushed out of there as fast as he could.

Abbie didn't stay after class again.

A month later he had gotten the first blackmail letter.