IT'S FRIDAAAAAAAAAAY!

*clears throat* Anyway, moving on- this chapter shows part of Eleanor's rebellious side (I was right Tanith Panic- it was this chapter xD) as well as some fluff at the end :') I hope you enjoy this little mix and as always, reviews would be lovely! In the next update, Connie realises what she's done and she manages to find out a little more about Eleanor's mother too... :O -Sophie x


It got to half past 11 and Eleanor was beginning to get hungry. Connie was too surprisingly; she'd usually have been at work where she barely got the time to eat, never mind actually being hungry.

"Connie, when are we having dinner?" The little girl looked up from where she sat at the coffee table, knelt on the floor as she continued her drawing. Connie looked over the top of her laptop before glancing down at the time.

"Not yet, you only had breakfast a few hours ago. I'll go see what there is, maybe then I could make a start on it." She stood, putting her laptop on the arm of the sofa and going into the kitchen. Eleanor stayed in the living room, and she looked over to where the glowing screen sat, staring down at her. In the end, curiosity took over and she went to have a nosey.

The screen was a list of google search results, and the girl's eyes widened. Unsure of what to do, she tentatively placed a small finger on the mouse mat and moved it like she'd seen Connie do. The cursor on the screen moved, and the little girl grinned. She moved the cursor to the scroll bar at the side of the screen and pressed one of the mouse's buttons, and jumping as a white list came up next to the little arrow.

"We might have to go shopping before dinner Eleanor." Connie called, the sounds of opening and closing cupboards making its way through to the living room. The girl quickly pressed the other button so the list went away, and she smiled in relief.

"Okay." The girl replied loudly, moving her finger along the sensor pad and left clicking so the scroll bar moved up. The search bar was revealed, and the little girl's brow creased as she read what the woman had typed in; "Eleanor Lillian Chambers, Holby."

She quickly scrolled the scroll bar back down again as shuffled sounds of Connie's footsteps became louder. She'd just picked up her brown pencil when the clinical lead popped her head through the door.

"There's nothing in to make anything with, so we'll pop to Waitrose and get something whilst we're out, okay?" Eleanor nodded and began to put her pencils back in her pencil case as Connie went to shut down her computer. The girl held her breath as the woman looked down at the screen, but nothing appeared out of order and she simply shut it down as she usually would.

They pulled up outside the supermarket and locked the car before walking hand in hand into the building. Eleanor clutched the trolley as they made their way down the fruit and veg isle, Connie picking up various items as she went. The girl looked up in wonder as the items passed over her head.

"What's that?" She asked as an oddly shaped red thing was placed in the trolley.

"That's a red pepper." Connie explained, and pointed at the shelves. "There are also green, yellow and orange peppers too."

"Wow." She mumbled, watching as Connie put two butternut squash's into the basket and moved it along. She slipped her hand through the metal bars and prodded them curiously.

"They're weird. They look like those egg-timer thingies." She declared, and a nearby elderly woman chuckled to herself.

"It's a butternut squash lovie." She told the little girl, and her eyes widened in wonder.

"Oh. I thought the middle looked a bit squashed. Like someone ran over it with a shopping trolley." Connie internally laughed at the girl's comments as she placed a gentle hand on Eleanor's back.

"Come along, we still need to get dinner remember." She urged, and smiled at the elderly woman.

"Thank you for telling me its name." Eleanor beamed, before going to hold the front of the trolley.

"Your daughter's a card and a half isn't she? Bless her." The woman's glasses glinted under the supermarket's lighting as she looked over to her.

"Isn't she just. Anyway, I must get on. It was lovely chatting with you." Connie pushed the trolley on as the white haired woman said her goodbyes.

"Did she call me your daughter?" Eleanor asked curiously as they turned the corner into the bread isle. The clinical lead continued to look straight ahead as she spoke, before placing a white and a brown loaf in the bottom of the trolley.

"Yes. It was none of her business as to why we were together, so I just agreed."

"Oh. I think I'd like to have been your little girl." She announced, and Connie paused momentarily until she spoke again.

"Though I like my mummy more." She added, and her guardian smiled slightly before moving on, her heart now a little warmer.