First of all, let me say that this is my first ever fic. I have been reading everyone's amazing writing for year's now, and I have finally found the guts to write one of my own. I am a Downton Abbey fanatic, and became even more in love with it after reading so many wonderful stories on this site. She doesn't know it, but ChelsiesouloftheAbbey is a major influence. Her stories are amazing. I DM'd her once and told her I had an itch to write a story and she told me to just write the damn thing, so, months later, here it is.
I wish I owned Downton Abbey. If I did, so many more wonderful things would have happened, but alas, I don't. I just like to live in the world of the characters for a while, however they are not mine. Please let me know what you think...
"Mmmmmm…Charlie," Elsie whispered as she rolled over and was quickly awakened by the cold sheets and lack of the big, strong body she was just dreaming about.
As she came to her senses and started to wake up, her eyes shot open quickly as she groaned, "Not again! Ugh. Why do I keep having these intense dreams…about him, no less?"
She glanced at the bedside clock. 5:00AM. Well, after a riveting dream such as that, she certainly wasn't going to be able to settle down and get back to sleep.
Coffee it was. And a shower, to wash away her racy dream.
Unfortunately, a long shower and two cups of coffee couldn't calm her, and as she walked down the hallway towards her chambers to don her robe before the case re-convened for the day, she nearly tripped on her own two feet.
"Your honor, My Lady, are you okay?" her assistant asked.
"Yes, Anna, thank you. I'm fine. And how many times do I have to tell you to call me Elsie in here? You only have to be formal when court is in session." Elsie walked to her desk and put her bag down. She sat down with a groan and put her glasses on, beginning to check her e-mail.
"I know, but it just doesn't feel right. You're the Honourable Elsie Hughes, after all. Counselor extraordinaire! The Scottish Dragon. Woman who was not to be beat!" Elsie rolled her eyes as Anna waxed lyrical.
"Oh please, Anna. I am also your Godmother and better known to you as Aunt Els, so please, in here, it's just Elsie, for Heaven's sake! Got it?" Elsie had an endearing smirk on her face as she chastised her Goddaughter.
"Okay…Elsie…would you like some coffee before I review your day with you?"
"Oh, Heaven's no. I'm already jumping out of my skin after two cups. Let's just get on with it."
"Okay. Well, we re-convene the trial at 10:00 sharp. If all goes according to plan, it should wrap up by the end of the day. Seems pretty cut and dry. Oh, and Deputy Commissioner Carson has requested a meeting with you before we re-convene," Anna looked up through her eyelashes to glean Elsie's reaction.
Elsie stopped glancing at her computer immediately and took her glasses off.
"What the hell does he want now?' Elsie asked exasperatedly.
Anna hesitated. "He didn't say, just requested a meeting." Elsie rolled her eyes. "I asked him to elaborate, but he said he couldn't. I set it up for 9:30, just before you had to be back in court, in case you wanted a reason to end the meeting quickly."
Even though she was acting annoyed, inside Elsie's head all she could see were the images from her dreams last night. Oh, who was she kidding…from the last few nights, months, years.
