A/N: Lines from the play are in Italics no copyright intended! Hope you like this one (: Also thank you to sdbubbles who's been a great help! Thank you (: xxx
Johnny was acting like an overexcited child he was going to be with Jac a lot, but it wasn't good news for his sisters as they had found out who they were playing. Johnny hadn't told them, he was sat in the staffroom with Elliot and Zorsia all three were pulled from their thoughts by a familiar sounding voice, "I'm not here," Johnny crouched down behind the sofa, he knew his sisters one of them were going to take a chunk out of him or scare him to the point of not being able to move.
Mo and Jac grinned as Gina came walking down the ward arm in arm with Imogen, "Where is he?," Gina asked Mo and Jac.
"Found out your parts then?" Mo asked the two women, "Don't worry I'm a murderer."
"There's going to be one more murder committed today," Imogen said angrily, "All those years…and yet he still makes us the witches."
Zorsia annoyed at how she had been made a witch walked out of the staffroom, "No Zorsia nooo," Johnny begged.
"Surely they can't be that angry?" Elliot asked.
"We used to read Macbeth as children…mum used to force the parts of witches on them. Oh I'm so dead," Johnny explained Elliot nodded and turned his head to the door.
Outside Zorsia was looking for a reason to get back at Johnny, "Guessing by your accent you're looking for a certain Jock who made me a witch?...In the staffroom," Zorsia watched as the two women made their way to the staffroom, "Payback."
"You've just started WW three," Mo walked towards the door and listened.
Inside Johnny pretended to be looking for something avoiding any contact, Gina walked up behind Johnny and pushed him forward his nose hitting the cabinet, "Ah shit," Johnny groaned as he felt his nose click and a sudden wave of pain spread across it.
"Johnny are you OK?" Elliot dashed over to help his colleague, "Oh dear looks like it's broken."
"Good," Gina sat on the sofa arms folded Imogen followed, "Don't bother fixing it."
Johnny's nose was bleeding and he had to use his hand to catch the blood, "You think Professor Hope?" Johnny glared at his sisters, "No need to break my nose," Johnny argued to a chuckling Gina, "Oh yes laugh at wee nursie Johnny."
"Oh aye was just going to let you get away with making us witches," Gina laughed, "I could go around the way when we little Johnny…remember? And I still do it…"
Memories of childhood where Gina would grab his privates and twist them, came flooding back; instinctively he crossed his legs, "You are going nowhere near them."
"We'll see," Gina winked she couldn't stay mad at him forever, in fact she felt a tiny bit guilty; Johnny spent his time fixing up people and she had just gone and hurt him, "Oh I'm sorry," Gina walked over and gave him a hug, "Don't you dare get blood on my top," Gina warned and Johnny nodded.
"Right let's get you down to AAU see what they can do," Elliot said and Johnny nodded in agreement, "Nice to meet you."
"You won't be saying that when they boss us about," Johnny walked out of the staffroom, Jac and Mo dropped their biscuits; Mo's landed on the floor and she looked disappointed and Jac's dropped into her tea and she looked frustrated, "Don't ask."
"What the bloody hell did they do?" Mo asked trying to help her best friend, "Ouch."
"Get him down to AAU," Jac ordered, "Before he splurges blood over my nice clean ward," Jac handed him a tissue to catch the blood, "I would fix it myself but I need to redo a cup of tea."
"Mo please keep Gina away from my privates…she's in the mood to you know," Mo nodded in understanding countless occasions she had witnessed Gina's way of punishment, and those times it ended up with Johnny having ice placed upon them, "Just keep them occupied I dunno cup of tea or something."
"Jonathon come on before you lose anymore," Elliot guided Johnny to the lift.
"I hope you lot are learning your lines," Johnny said to Mo and Jac, "Well get on with it," he ordered and the lift doors opened.
"Whilst he's gone let's go through your lines," Mo said to Jac and Jac grunted, "Jaaac you said you'd do this with Johnny…at least make the effort."
"I'm eating," Jac bit into her biscuit and then dunked it into the Nutella pot, "Once I'm done."
"No come on you're going to learn these," Mo demanded she knew better than to order Jac around, but she wanted Jac prepared for Johnny, "I'll help you," she took the script, "Pretend I am Ross."
Jac couldn't take that seriously, Mo wanted her to imagine her as Arthur?, "You want me to picture you as Arthur Digby?" Jac asked.
"Ah yes," Mo nodded the F1 that probably would be terrified of Jac, "Well just pretend I am Ross don't picture Arthur."
"Fine," Jac pulled her and Mo into her and Elliot's office, "If you repeat this Ms Effanga I'll ensure you are there, when I'm in labour so I can have revenge for you cracking my hands."
"Just read," Mo demanded and Jac rolled her eyes.
Lady Macduff: What had he done to make him fly the land? Jac said to Mo Jac seemed a pretty good actress.
Ross: You must have patience madam Mo tilted the script onto her face Jac Naylor and patience – this should be interesting, "Oh this is going to go well."
"Shut up," Jac then went through the scrip again
Lady Macduff: He had none. His flight was madness. When our actions do not, our fears do make us traitors. Jac was an incredible actress she was in character very well, even Mo was shocked; what had processed Jac to become a doctor when she was this good at acting? "What?" Jac asked as Mo looked bewildered.
"It's no wonder you're able to pull the wool over everyone's eyes, you're a hell of an actress," Mo answered and Jac rolled her eyes, "Ditch being a doctor get yourself to the West End."
"Yes…" Jac folded her arms and nodded, "Leave my well pay paid job to do a career that could leave me penniless and homeless. I'd be a very good twenty-first century mum."
"We'll see," Mo then went through her script.
Ross: You know not whether it was his wisdom or his fear
Lady Macduff: Wisdom! To leave his wife, to leave his babes, his mansion and his titles in a place From whence himself does fly? He loves us not; He wants the natural touch. For the poor wren, The most diminutive of birds, will fight, Her young ones in her nest, against the owl. All is the fear and nothing is the love, As little is the wisdom, where the flight So runs against all reason.
Ross: My dearest coz, I pray you school yourself. But for your husband,
Mo and Jac exchanged looks Jac raised her eyebrow, "Johnny is Macduff his is your husband for the play."
"Shut up," Jac replied.
Ross: He is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows
"Johnny Maconie wise," Jac laughed and couldn't keep her face straight, "I'm sorry…but if am to act this with that annoying F1, this should go well."
"You judge Arthur too quickly," Mo said quietly to Jac, "Least he's not like that Zorsia."
"Oh she's going to be trouble I tell you…I feel for Elliot, I really do."
"Hmm," Mo swayed side to side this movement made Jac frown, "Don't take this the wrong way…but don't you think you're going to meet your match?"
"She's an F1 she knows better than to challenge me," Jac snapped back at Mo; no way Zorsia is going to take her place, no way. "Well get on with it then."
Ross: The fits o' th' season. I dare not speak much further; But cruel are the times when we are traitors And do not know ourselves; when we hold rumor From what we fear, yet know not what we fear, But float upon a wild and violent sea Each way and none. I take my leave of you. Shall not be long but I'll be here again. Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upward To what they were before.—My pretty cousin, Blessing upon you. "Arthur is going to struggle with this I tell you."
"Yeah he'll take one look at me and faint on stage, if he does you replace me…murderer or not murderer."
They were interrupted by the door being knocked on, "What?" Jac shouted entered Gina and Imogen, "Yes?"
"Nice to meet you too," Gina greeted, "Do you think Johnny will be OK?"
Jac snorted unladylike making even Mo look shocked, "Considering you broke his nose…his nose was bleeding heavily I'd say yes. After he's been doped up on gas and air we all know Maconie can't take pain that well."
Imogen glared at Jac, "He's a lot stronger than you think you know," Imogen defended her brother, who had done a very brave thing for her once and it was something the trio were not going to forget.
"Oh great now I feel worse…I'll go find him, Immie stay here," Gina stood up and walked to the door, "Why didn't you stop me? He's my bairn brother!"
"You were angry no one crosses you when angry Georgina!" Imogen answered Gina opened the door angrily and went down to AAU.
Down on AAU Johnny was trying to be brave, "Ah no not yet…I've got to be in the right mindset." Johnny snapped at Serena who was trying to fix his nose, "Please just five more minutes."
"Nurse Maconie," Serena huffed, "Will you tell me what happened?" Serena asked as she was unconvinced by his cover up story, 'I was trying to find something and I broke my nose'
"I told you already Ms Campbell," Johnny was still trying to stop the blood his head was tilted back, "I just fell."
"Oh last time you were trying to find something," Serena looked at Johnny with a 'do you think I was born yesterday?' look, "What happened?"
Gina walked over to Mary-Claire, "Have you seen my brother? Johnny?" Gina asked and Mary-Claire took her to Johnny.
"Oh god let me guess Jac sent you down? To see if Johnny was crying?" Johnny kept his glare on Gina and Gina sat on the end of the bed.
"You really are an ee-jit" Gina said laughing.
"Me?!" Johnny shouted, "You're the ee-jit breaking my nose."
"Oh stop your greeting," Gina snapped back at him, Serena laughed slightly at how childish they were being towards one another, "Why hasn't your nose been fixed yet?"
"He keeps putting it off," Serena answered and Johnny glared, "I've given you enough time," Serena lost patience and clicked his nose back into place.
"Ah shit!" Johnny shouted which gave him disapproving look of Serena and Gina.
Gina looked at Serena and they both rolled their eyes at each other, "And he wonders why I still twist his nuts when I'm annoyed at him."
"You're free to go Maconie," Serena said to Johnny who was still recovering from the shock, "Just don't let your big sister beat you up again."
"She did not beat me up!" Johnny shouted feeling a bit embarrassed, "God you make sound like a right wimp!"
"May I remind you who you are talking to Nurse Maconie," Serena said seriously Johnny stepped down a peg, "Exactly…I was joking sorry for offending you."
"Sorry just why'd you have to go and break my nose?!" Johnny asked Gina angrily,
Gina rolled her eyes getting a little annoyed, she was just angry she had not intended to hurt Johnny, "Johnny you're not a wimp…you're far from one. Don't think I've forgotten why'd you think I beat you up all the time?..For someone so smart you really are stupid."
"Someone needed to save Immie," Johnny shrugged it happened a long time ago; himself, Gina and Imogen were playing outside they were ten, eight and six, they had recently been greeted by new neighbours Gina had got on the wrong side of the older son and Johnny got on the wrong side of the younger son; Johnny and Gina lost the ball they were playing with for about two seconds they turned their backs Imogen was then being threatened; running to their sister's rescue eight year old Johnny took the load the two neighbour children beat him up: 2 broken ribs and a sprained wrist Johnny spent a week in hospital. Gina had always blamed herself she took her guilt out on Johnny a lot and it seemed to have bled into adulthood, "I just don't think my privates can take any more twists though."
"I've always admired you Johnny," Gina finally admitted Johnny got off the bed and stood arms folded, "You're very brave tell you what I forgive you for making me a witch, you forgive me for breaking your nose."
"Fine," Johnny held out his hand for Gina to shake, "Well shake on it then."
…
"No, no, no you're doing it wrong," Imogen said to Mo, "And before you start…I know Macbeth like the back of my hand."
"I'm supposed to be a murderer I'm only standing in to help Jac," Mo said angrily to Imogen, "If you think you can do better…then be my guest."
Lady Macduff: Fathered he is, and yet he is fatherless
Ross: I am so much a fool, should I stay longer, It would be my disgrace and your discomfort. I take my leave at once.
"Not fair," Mo walked over to Imogen, "You've got an advantage point you've got the accent."
"You could've at least put one on," Imogen joked, "Not that hard Mo," Imogen broke into laughter as Mo and Jac looked confused, "Joking…oh your faces."
"Imogen Maconie stay here more," Mo put her arm around her best friend's little sister, "She's a right laugh."
"Look you were the one who forced me into practicing so can we practice?" Jac grumbled she was craving again.
"Oh dear is that certain time Jac?" Mo asked unsympathetically, all three jumped when the door opened, "Jesus Christ."
"Sorry," Johnny walked in with Gina, "Wait? What are you doing?" Johnny looked at trio who had scripts in their hands, "Have you been practicing?" Johnny asked Jac happily.
"Yes I have…and it's not fair Johnny she," Jac pointed to Imogen, "Has an advantage point for this…she is Scottish."
"Well I thought that was made fairly obvious considering I'm Scottish, Gina is Scottish and Immie is our sister," Johnny's joking side was coming out of him all thanks to the courtesy of Gina and Imogen.
"Exactly you guys have an advantage," Mo added, "It's unfair it's a story from your homeland we need background."
The three siblings exchanged looks then looked at Mo, "I'm sorry you want us to teach you about the story?"
"And possibly getting us to do a probably shitty attempt of a jock accent," Jac suggested, "Well come on it's not very fair…you have the advantage."
"Sounds good when we all meet for rehearsals I shall try my best," Johnny said which made Gina and Imogen laugh, "What?"
"Then you'll definitely need our help," Gina said grinning, "We shall try our best…It's not going to be easy."
"But we shall get you there before Christmas," Imogen added.
"Welcome to camp Maconie," Johnny said to Jac and Mo who smacked their foreheads, what had they just done?
…
Down on AAU after a long morning Serena walked into her office and checked out the script she had, oh how she was regretting to agreeing, this was going to be disastrous herself and Edward were actually going to have to try and love each other, the thought made her shudder pretend to love each other; should be interesting so far all she's shown him is hate and resentment the thought of pretending to show any love to towards him, was going to be like getting back up on a bike; you never forget how. Loving Edward was a thing of the past she was over him, he was the thorn in her side, the annoying fly that constantly buzzed in her ear and somehow after all these years, Edward was still there.
Serena flicked through the lines she had highlighted last night, Eleanor had found it extremely entertaining even phoned up Adrienne and they had spoken for about an hour.
"Oh what a joke," Serena grumbled to herself and she leant her head on her desk, then there was a knock on the door, "Come in."
Edward strolled in and Serena frowned, "Leant any lines yet?"
"Been busy all morning I do have a job," Serena answered and Edward sat on the chair opposite, "Is there something I can help you with?"
"Yes if we're going to act together then might as well get some practice in…come on it'll be fun," Edward grinned.
"Oh yes pretending to love you fun, fun, fun," Serena didn't show any eye contact she just stared at her laptop; sensing Edward was not going to leave she turned to him, "What is it?"
"Johnny wants us prepared so," Edward held up his script, "Might as well get some practice."
Serena knew that she had to rehearse but the thought of rehearsing with Edward, was unnerving. Then she gave in, "Fine but only because Johnny will end up trailing us."
"Let's just skip to the bit where Macbeth enters," Edward suggested Serena rolled her eyes, "Serena just do it…OK it's just acting."
"If you shut up," Serena pulled her script off the desk and walked around, "Fine I'll do it."
Lady Macbeth: Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor, Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter, Thy letters have transported me beyond, This ignorant present, and I feel now, The future in the instant.
Serena hadn't noticed by subconsciously Serena had used a put on Scottish accent, something she picked up off her dad from childhood and it seemed mostly when reading Macbeth it came out, "What?" Serena asked Edward.
"You do realise…that you used an accent?" Edward asked, "Very clever."
"Oh didn't realise," Serena shrugged and waited for Edward to read his bit.
Macbeth: My dearest love, Edward held a grin and Serena scoffed, "It's in the script…not my fault."
"This is going to end up in disaster," Serena said angrily, "How could Maconie do this to me? Oh the sleekit," Serena snarled.
"I dread to know what's going to happen when Johnny comes face to face with you," Edward chuckled he had noticed, Serena had used the exact same word Duncan used a lot describe him 'sleekit' and he wondered if Duncan had lived to the time when they divorced, he dreaded to think what would have happened. If they thought Serena was scary when angry she had nothing on Duncan; though occasionally he saw some many similarities it was finally hitting him completely why Duncan dying had almost sent Serena down a downwards spiral; best friends, joined at the hip, when he died she had lost her best friend.
"So do I," Serena said subconsciously, "Get on with it," Serena ordered Edward which he obeyed.
Macbeth: Duncan comes here tonight. Edward had to hold a smile trying to spread across his lips, but when he saw Serena trying to do the same they both broke into small laughter, "We're not going to be able to do this with a straight face."
"Couldn't agree more," Serena looked at her script trying to distract herself.
Lady Macbeth: And when goes hence? "Unless you don't know…And when is he leaving?"
"I know, I know," Edward remembered from his school lessons years and years ago, learning the Shakespearian words and their meanings.
"Just in case you didn't," Serena shrugged.
Macbeth: Tomorrow, as he purposes.
Lady Macbeth: O, never
Shall sun that morrow see!
Your face, my thane, is as a book where men
May read strange matters. To beguile the time,
Look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue. Look like th' innocent flower,
But be the serpent under 't. He that's coming
Must be provided for; and you shall put
This night's great business into my dispatch,
Which shall to all our nights and days to come
Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
Macbeth: We will speak further.
Lady Macbeth: Only look up clear. To alter favor ever is to fear. Leave all the rest to me.
"And we exit," Edward finished, "See we can get along."
"As actors and actress," Serena reminded him.
"Tell me that was not fun," Edward said to Serena looking right at her, Serena eyed him and said nothing. He was right it was fun but she was not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing.
…
Johnny, Gina and Imogen were waiting for everyone. "This is ridiculous I do not accept lateness," Gina grumbled arms folded.
Then the door opened and everyone entered, "Finally," Imogen said to the cast tapping an imaginary watch, "What time do you call this?"
"Time to shut up and get it over and done with o'clock," Jac even though happy because she had her food, she was tired and not really in the mood.
"Someone's crabbit," Imogen nudged Johnny and Gina in the ribs, grinning.
"English please," Jac sighed and sat at the table in the staff meeting room, which was going to be their rehearsal room for the next two months to be ready for Christmas.
"Someone's grumpy," Johnny translated and Jac glared at him, "She's only joking…oh this one," Johnny whispered to Imogen and directed his eyes to Mary-Claire, "She's the talk o' the steamie!"
Imogen laughed into Johnny's arm and Gina had to set a good example, "Sorry about them they seem to be as bad as each other," Gina rolled her eyes at Johnny and Imogen, "So I'll start welcome to Camp Maconie…Jac and Mo kindly arose that, some people may not know the whole story or even some history about it. Also it was also said to us that it's a wee bit unfair that we have the advantage point of being Scottish…meaning we have the accents so, with our help we're going to try and get you all clued up and able to do a Scottish accent."
Harry snorted which was very unmanly for his background, "Good luck."
"Advantage for yooou," Edward whispered to Serena and Serena laughed lightly – this was an advantage point.
"I'm sorry what?" Mary-Claire asked as to say 'are you crazy?', "You want me to try and speak Scottish?"
"We can try," Imogen shrugged, "Look we will get you all ready…even if it does take some a while."
"Hint at the Irish woman," Harry said to Mary-Claire, "This should be interesting…" Harry trailed off as Mary-Claire turned away and grumbled.
"Right then," Johnny rubbed his hands together, "How many of you know the story of Macbeth?" Johnny observed as hands went up, "Great."
"Do you know where the places are?" Gina asked curious.
"Scotland obviously," Harry said grinning he was doing this on purpose.
"I mean do you know where in Scotland?" Gina asked again.
"Macbeth's Castle is set in Inverness," Elliot decided he should help out. It seemed he was the only one who took interest as it was like pin drop silence.
"Oh this is going to take a while," Imogen grumbled already fed up…all three knew Scotland like the back of their hands; so this was going to be a loooooong teaching session.
A/N: Big thank you to sdbubbles she's helping me out so thank you! Please review hope you liked this! xxxx