And the plot thickens... a little. I'm sorry I know this is slow, but good stuff coming up soon I swear! Again. please read and review! Disclaimer: I still do not own anything related to Orphan Black.
"Bloody hell," Sarah whispered, staring at the posh woman. The woman had blond hair cut in a ridiculous bob, with clothes that made her look as though she belonged in a corporate CEO office, not a college campus. However, despite all this, ice queen still seemed to look exactly like Sarah. They had the same hazel eyes, same body type, same everything.
"I assume you have many questions." Her doppelganger smirked, clearly enjoying Sarah's confusion. "I'd rather discuss them in a more… private setting." She continued.
"How'd ya know my name?" Sarah asked bluntly, deciding to start with an easier question. The woman smiled, but not with comfort.
"As I said, I'd prefer to talk with you in a different location. Perhaps at my apartment?" Sarah frowned.
"I'm not meetin' anywhere with ya, not until I at least know somefin' about…" Sarah gestured ambiguously. "All this."
"I'm afraid I cannot divulge into any information in such an open setting, especially considering the eavesdropping students who continue to walk by." Indeed, many students slowed to a steady stroll or simply paused as they passed by the two of them. A corporate ice queen and a punk rock hoe was a strange pair to be seen talking. "My name is Rachel Duncan. Give me a call when you are ready to come to terms." The strange woman said, handing a befuddled Sarah a business card. "Now if you'll excuse me." She stepped around Sarah, and continued her earlier path.
"Now, hold your arms steady, and keep your feet planted firmly and shoulder length apart." Beth instructed, watching as Alison tried to maneuver herself into a proper stance to shoot. "Relax Ali, you need to be calm, not stiff and jerky."
Alison nodded, and tried to take a deep breath. All she could focus on was the fact that she was holding a loaded gun in her hand, a weapon. It was terrifying, but at the same time, exhilarating. She felt powerful. For the first time, she had control. "Like this?" She asked, turning her head to see Beth's approving nod.
"Now aim, take a deep breath in through your nose and out through your mouth, and squeeze the trigger. Remember, there will be a kickback, so be ready." Beth said, slowly and easily. She had never been with a first timer on the range, and wanted Alison to be comfortable.
Alison nodded, than looked forward, took a calming breath, and squeezed. The gun recoiled into her, but luckily didn't sway Alison too much. Ali stood for a second, frozen, than looked at Beth.
"Not bad, but you missed the target by a few inches. Here, let me help." Beth said, and came towards Alison. "Get into position." Alison nodded, arranged her feet, and aimed. She stiffened when she felt warm arms wrap around her own. "Now, look down the barrel of the gun, and really focus on the target." Beth said, her warm breath tickling Alison's ear. Ali swallowed hard, than nodded. She could feel Beth's warm body against her back, her hands tenderly covering her own… Breathe Ali. She's just helping you. Ali took a breath, focusing her eyes down the barrel. "Good, now when I say go, shoot." Beth said, backing away. "Go."
Ali squeezed, anticipating the recoil of the gun. She didn't anticipate the *tink* of the bullet hitting its mark. She gasped, than looked at Beth, her smile beaming.