I have far too much free time at the moment, and an overactive imagination; hence another FanFic…Enjoy X
Rachel Bailey had been running around like a headless chicken all day. She tried doing a million things at once; she thought this was easy being a woman, however, proved to herself it was not! Her head was somewhere else, other than on the job and her colleagues had started to notice she was becoming a bit slack. She checked her watch every five minutes and then her phone. It was half an hour until clocking off when Rachel sped into her boss' office.
"Can I…?" Rachel began but didn't finish.
"Course, sit down" Gill replied, not looking up from her paperwork.
"I…erm…Can I…" Rachel failed.
"Can you what?" Gill tried to enquire, not understanding what Rachel meant, her telepathic powers had failed to kick in.
"Is it alright if I get off a bit early tonight?" she asked eventually.
"Going somewhere special Rachel?" Gill asked inquisitively.
"No. Not really" she answered deadpan.
"Oh right. Well you're in luck, I've got to get off in a bit as well".
"Oh, are you going somewhere special boss?" Rachel tried not to smile.
"That depends"
"On…?" Rachel became nosier.
"That's for me to know" Gill answered, giving nothing away.
"Ok, thanks boss" Rachel said, leaving the office.
Rachel took her seat again, at the desk opposite best friend and colleague Janet Scott. She beginning to calm, but at the same time, was growing more and more nervous. Gill left her own office as the two women began to talk.
"You alright Rach?" Janet asked.
"No. I'm meeting my mum in an hour" she confided in her friend.
"Oh, you're going through with it then"
"Yeah" Rachel answered. Gill smiled as she walked past. "God knows why, I'll probably end up killing the bitch. I hate her Jan, you know, she walked out on me when I was twelve years old" Rachel said, tearfully, angrily.
"So why are you going?" Janet interrogated in her best interview voice.
"I want to see what she has got to say for herself". Gill stopped smiling at that moment.
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Rachel had not long left when Janet strolled into her boss' office, where she and Rachel had sat talking not half an hour ago.
"Going somewhere?" Janet mocked, watching Gill put her lipstick on in her handheld mirror.
"What is it with all of you today; can't a woman put on a bit of lippie without going out?" Gill snapped.
"What's got into you?"
"Nothing. I'm going out alright, I'm meeting someone" Gill replied.
"Is this someone a he?" Janet smiled.
"No actually, it's not" Gill said, not giving too much information. "Where was Rachel off to? She's had a face in a fit all day"
"Don't tell her I told you. She's meeting her mum"
"Oh right, is she not in contact with her then?" Gill asked.
"No, she walked out on her when she was twelve, she hasn't seen her since"
"Twelve?" Gill repeated. Janet only nodded.