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Glass

"Tired?" Heather asked Rebecca as she sat in a chair around the same small table Rebecca was sitting in. Rebecca just shrugged and yawned again. "You should get more sleep then Ms Chambers." Heather took a sip of the coffee she had gotten.

"You my mother?" Rebecca teased. Heather chuckled and leaned back. "Had to stay up and finish an ass load of paper." Rebecca let her paperwork pile up on top of her sometimes so she'd miss days of sleep to catch it up. She knew she shouldn't but she did it anyways. Old habits are hard to break.

"It's still not good for you to do it." Heather felt like her point was coming across. After all she had been told Sleep deprivation wasn't healthy. Rebecca sighed and rolled her eyes playfully. "Do you need help?" Heather asked quietly. She studied Rebecca's face. "Or did you roll it all up into one big cigarette and smoke it?"

"No wonder I feel off my feet and crazy." Rebecca smiled at Heather. She noticed had her bag with her today as she did most days. Sometimes it bugged her but she was fine with it none-the-less after all she wasn't dating her. People have weird habits that are they're own and you can't really stop that. "I must warn you."

"About what?"

"My friends...they...are a lot to handle." They both laughed at the statement. "Chris is a bit of an ass at times but has a good heart and loves to protect, Jill is a strong woman but she's also extremely stubborn, Barry is...well he's just Barry...oh and Claire is just like her brother except also completely mental...in a sense." Heather chuckled at the last statement. She was awarded a smile from Rebecca.

"So 'doctor' When are they supposed to be here?" Heather had no need to know she just wanted to make conversation. She hardly spoke to anyone and when she did it usually wasn't very polite. Rebecca straightened herself as if she was now getting to business. Heather got ready for a lecture or yelling.

"Soon. Not sure. But listen." Heather's gaze fell upon her eyes. "I want you to act like yourself...don't act any different okay?" Heather simply nodded not moving her gaze from Rebecca's eyes. Rebecca blushed slightly revealing that Heather was fixated on her eyes. "Stairing isn't polite."

"Your really weird for being the kind of doctor you are...I kind of think of you as a friend." Heather told the truth which just seemed to slip out but Rebecca didn't seem to mind instead she seemed happy by the statement. Rebecca smiled at Heather. "Isn't this where you tell me we your not my friend and such?" It was something Heather thought she would get.

"No I consider you my friend." To Heather she found this girl very weird indeed but just smiled. She'd been considered a lot but usually never a friend...a loner? Yes. A freak? maybe. But some people liked freaks. Heather just sighed one week of knowing her and she was already a friend. She could feel eyes staring at her but they weren't from Rebecca's they where from a group walking towards them. A Semi-muscular male, an older male, a red head, and a brunette.

"Okay time's over." Heather got up but Rebecca barely caught Heather's arm by her wrist. "Come on I'm not a people pers-"

"Park it." Rebecca smiled. "I'm your doctor. Have to do what I say." Heather felt uneasy but sat down anyways and her leg shook in anxiety. She really wasn't a people person because she found it really really hard to trust strangers. "Hey calm down." Rebecca told her. It wasn't Heather's fault she just didn't like to be around people to long. "It's okay." Rebecca said finally to annoyed by Heather's leg tapping she slammed her hand down on Heather's leg and Heather quit. "They won't hurt you or anything just don't make Jill or Claire mad and your good." Heather tensed from the comment and Rebecca removed her hand. "Will you stop! Please! I'm here if they dare touch you I'll kick they're asses I promise." Heather eased up slightly. The incoming crowd of people all along the cafe was making her nervous. She could never stay calm in a crowd it wasn't so much anxiety as the need she felt to be alone.

"Hi." Chris greeted the two women with a smile. Heather wanting to get introductions over with stood up and shook his hand where as Rebecca greeted them all with a hug. Chris seemed to stand next to Jill closely almost possessively. Heather sighed and forced herself to smile. She muttered a Hi and Chris laughed. "Hi back at ya. You know we won't bite."

"Chris be nice!" Claire scolded him. Claire smiled at Heather and shook her hand. "Hi I'm the other Redfield." She announced sarcastically but happily. Heather nodded and smiled slightly.

"Barry." The older man shook her hand.

"I'm Jill Chris's better half." Jill chuckled. Heather smirked and nodded.

"Heather...Heather Mason." She spoke back and smiled.

"Heather!" Rebecca yelled causing Heather to awaken from her slumber and jump up.

"Where's the iron pipe?!" Heather asked. Rebecca gave her a highly confused look and heather laughed nervously. "You and Chris where gone so long...I kinda fell asleep. Sorry." Rebecca smiled.

"Yeah..sorry about that. He wanted to get everyone food but wanted to tell him what everyone liked." Heather smiled from the back seat of the car. "So why did you sleep in the back of my car?" She asked curiously. "I mean I'm not complaining because when you gotta sleep you gotta sleep but I'm just curious."

"I don't have a car. You do. it wasn't locked. We're friends. So why not?" Rebecca nodded as she sat in the front seat. To Heather it seemed all logical but Rebecca might think she was a creep now or something of the sorts. It was the last thing she wanted Rebecca to think.

"Okay. So would you like to go home or hang awhile?" Rebecca asked her with a bright smile. Heather shrugged as if she didn't know but Rebecca knew better she knew Heather was to 'tough' to say she was extremely bored and needed someone to hang out with. Rebecca laughed slightly. "Okay have any place you'd like to hang out at?" Heather shook her head. "Well well okay. Hmm...yup I've got nothing either." She smiled again. Heather made her way to the front passenger seat.

"Close your eyes and we'll do whatever the first is that pops into your mind." Heather offered. It was stupid but it was better than sitting around and doing nothing. Rebecca closed her eyes but quickly opened them. "So what is it doc?" She asked curiously.

"Um...well I'm kind of guilty...I need to finish some papers. So we are hanging at my house." She said gently. Chris was a lot to handle especially his temper and sometimes the slightest things will set him off. She was trying not to show how pissed off at him she was and it seemed to be working because Heather hadn't asked what was wrong.

"Or you can drop me off a block before your house I don't want to intrude on anythin-"

"None sense. Hey I might need help I never actually went to school for this thing. I was kind of forced to take the job." Heather raised and eyebrow in curiosity. "Long story maybe some other time." Heather nodded and remained quiet.

The drive there was quiet but it was rather peaceful and calm. Usually the air around Heather was tense and almost scary but the drive there was calm. Heather found it soothing which was a first for her but she didn't say anything. She just sat there casually looking at her Rebecca who wouldn't stop smiling which made her curious. The walk to her apartment door was also quiet but she didn't mind.

"Here we are." Rebecca said smiling. Heather stepped inside and saw it was very luxurious very fancy. "Yeah I can't afford it but it's a long story." Heather nodded and stood there. She was confused as to where she should go or what she should do in the apartment. "Take a seat on the couch." Rebecca laughed as she tossed her keys and jacket aside not caring where they landed.

"Alright doctor." The couch was soft, comfortable, almost like Rebecca seemed but something still told Heather that Rebecca was a little off. "What's wrong?" She asked after Rebecca sat down. Rebecca shook her head but it didn't convince Heather. "I can tell something is wrong what is it?"

"It's just...Chris he has a temper and sometimes the littlest things will set him off and it's ridiculous. His sister isn't even that bad." It was refreshing to Rebecca to have someone to talk to but felt bad about it. "I'm sorry I-"

"No it's okay. Continue."

"Well he decided hey Rebecca lets go to a fast food joint because the other will be hungry in a few hours. So we did but afterwards he's just...I want to strangle him. He thought I was going to try to hurt Jill like I did it in the first place. It just gets to me so much I want to strangle him. I avoid Jill and Chris as much as I can because of this." Heather nodded and gave her a look of sympathy. "I'm sorry It's my drama not yours."

"No It's okay I asked." Heather offered a weak smile.

Heather plopped onto her small couch and sighed leaning her head back. Busy day but it was nice. The best day she had in forever it seemed like. Rebecca was nice and really sweet to her. Her friends where good to they all treated her nicely and she liked that. They where the first people to treat her like a human in a long time. She was exhausted from the walking but it was worth it. She didn't want to waste Rebecca's time with driving her so she decided to walk. She closed her eyes to relax on the couch.

She curled up at the end of the couch as she took her shoes off and relaxed quickly falling asleep almost instantly.

"Cheryl!" Harry yelled happily picking up his small daughter in his arms. She smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Daddy!" She yelled happily hugging him back. "Finally we can go home?"

He laughed at her innocence and nodded "Yeah we can."

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"Slow down!" Rebecca said loudly. Apparently Claire had called her after she got drunk because she had no one else to bother.

"But I didn't do it..." The rest of Claire's sentence was slurred to much to be understood. Rebecca grunted and slammed the phone down.

"Fuck it." She said angrily. "I'm going to bed." She announced to herself and headed to her bedroom. Why always her?

Just because she was youngest didn't mean she could always take they're shit. Infact she was getting more more annoyed about it. She wanted to kill them all metaphorically sometimes. Sometimes she just thought she was usable glass to them.