Author: Katy aka xLostXDollx
Rating: K
Character(s): This chapter, only my Original Character, Grace Pearson.
Disclaimer: I don't own House MD or any of the characters. I just like to play in their little sandbox. D
Notes: My FIRST attempt at House fanfic. Tell me what you think!
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"Any and all Employees who haven't come by to pick up their Insurance plans for the new year need to do so immediately."
Grace rubbed her temples as the monotone voice of the building's Secretary echoed through her office. She took a deep breath and resumed looking through the stack of papers she had in front of her. Brushing a strand of her dark blonde hair away from her eyes, she looked up at the woman who sat in front of her, on the other side of the desk.
"I'm sorry about that, Mrs. Richards," Grace apologized quietly with a soft smile as she finally pulled out the form she needed. Picking up the gold and royal blue pen that sat on her desk, she circled all the places her client was supposed to sign. "Here you are," She said as slid the paper across the desk and handed the pen over also. "Just sign where I've indicated." Grace advised with a warm smile as she sat back in her chair.
Mrs. Richards nodded and started to initial all of the small lines. Grace sat there for a few more moments, looking around her office. Child Custody Services was printed in bold letters on the papers Amy Richards was signing at Grace looked at her for a moment more. Grace squinted her eyes for a moment as she looked over at the window which was wide open. So much sunlight, too bright. Grace stood and straightened her gray and white pin-striped skirt. She walked over to the window and shut the blinds, trying to ignore her headache. She'd taken some Advil this morning but thus far it had done no good.
She started back to her desk and found herself stumbling a little. So much for wearing heels today…. Grace grabbed the edge of her desk and smiled nervously at Amy, who was done with the papers. Grace sat down in her chair quickly and reached across the desk taking the papers from the woman.
Grace took the small stack of papers and looked them over. She blinked at the paper for a few moments and flipped a page.
"Alright, Mrs. Richardson, it looks like w--" Grace suddenly stopped talking, forgetting what she was going to say. "I, um, just lost my train of thought…" She said with another nervous laugh, trying to deter Amy from asking her what was wrong. Try it again, Grace told herself. Go on and speak, you remember now.
"We're good to go," Grace said quickly before she forgot it. "Just let me put these in Angela's file and you'll be all set." She stood once again and got about half way to the filing cabinets before she stopped abruptly. What was I going to do? What was I going to do? Her mind was working a mile a minute but there was nothing there. She was completely blank.
"Ms. Pearson? Ms. Pearson, are you alright?" Amy's voice rang out through the office and Grace slowly looked over at her.
"I really don't think so…" Grace trailed off as she dropped the papers and left the office, telling her boss that she needed to go to the doctor. Something was wrong and she knew it deep down.