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Calleigh was requested twice! I only wrote the one!
Calleigh
Calleigh is sat at home watching the TV on a rare night in, it's peaceful and she sighs. This is nice. Then she can hear a noise, or so she thinks... coming from the kitchen. Her gun is upstairs, in her bedside table. She mutes the TV and listens carefully, slowly rising from here chair. There's a crash and now she's sure there's someone else in the house. Creeping quietly to the living room door she pin points where they noises are coming from, definitely the kitchen.
She considers her chances of getting up the stairs without being seen or heard, whoever was in the kitchen wasn't being particularly quiet, but they also sounded quite large and she didn't fancy her luck without a weapon. Moving silently she tiptoes to the stairway and creeps up the stairs. The person in the kitchen is getting increasingly louder! Once up the stairs she hurries to her room and gathers up her gun. She loads it, checks it and smiles, now she felt more comfortable.
Walking confidently down the stairs Calleigh approaches the kitchen doorway, sticking close to the walls, she tries to look into the room, but it's hard to see as the light is quite bright and she is in the darkness of the hallway. All she can see is a figure moving heavily around the room. She needs a better look before she discloses her position, to see if she should call for back up or deal with the perpetrator on her own.
As she crosses the doorway the figure turns away from the refrigerator and looks right at her. He raises his hands, Calleigh can't see what it is he has in them and raises her weapon in reply! "Drop the weapon!" she demands. The figure is starting to come into focus, Calleigh feels foolish..."Dad?" she whispers, "what are you doing here, and how did you get in?" she asks.
"Don't I live here?" comes the drunken reply.
Reviews welcome, these were all written instantly after reading which character was suggested by someone...