"…. I'll go and check on Mr Stone"
Rita called back to Tess and the pair parted company, both strolling off in different directions. Rita headed into the direction of Resus where a patient awaited news of a much needed theatre slot. On her journey she passed the staffroom, her eyes glancing briefly into the room. She stopped and began to walk back to the doorway because at the sink stood a familiar figure. Rita looked around quickly, making sure than no one was watching before creeping into the room. She had given up being angry with Connie, instead she felt guiltier. She should know not to push Connie, plus she was full of hormones. She needed to make it up to her.
The blonde crept across the carpet until she was right behind the figure. She reached out her hands and wrapped them around the hips of the figure that was now pressed against her.
"What the actual Fuck are you doing?" A voice demanded. Rita leapt backwards as a fist swung towards her face, catching her on her nose. She stumbled backwards, clutching her nose as blood began to trickle.
"Shit, I thought you were someone else!" Rita exclaimed as she finally caught sight of the woman she had mistaken for her fiancé. She was the spitting image of the older woman, if not 20 years or so younger.
"Quite clearly! Who are you anyway? Do the staff here always molester each other?" The woman cried as she rubbed the hand that had collided with Rita's nose.
"What the hell is going on here?" A sharp voice demanded. Both women turned to find Connie Beauchamp looming in the doorway, her arms crossed, eyes narrowed.
"Oh for god sake…" The younger brunette muttered as she and Connie made eye contact. Rita turned slowly to face Connie, her hand still at the bridge of her nose.
"Zara... Rita! What's happened?" Connie stepped into the room, her hand cupping Rita's face, before tilting it backwards in order to get a better look.
"I thought she was trying to touch me up!"
"I thought she was you!" The pair blurted out at the same time.
"Wait, are you pair shagging?" Zara looked between the pair slightly bemused.
"What's it got to do with you? Who are you anyway…?" Rita questioned the young brunette who was prying a little too deep for her liking.
"Are you going to tell her or am I?" Zara looked to Connie who shut her eyes momentarily.
"Rita, this is my younger sister Zara… Zara this is my Fiancé Rita" Zara's eye's widened briefly.
"Thank god you're not sleeping with doctor' I think I'm god's gift' Out there. He's a right smarmy bastard" Zara gushed as she placed a hand on Rita's shoulder and turned her so that she could take a look at the blondes face.
"Sorry about your Nose by the way. I don't usually make a habit of smacking my in-laws in the face… unless it's Michael" Zara stated. Rita looked to Connie confused.
"My ex-husband Michael. She punched him in the face. She was only 14" Connie smirked to her younger half-sister.
"Remind me not to get on the wrong side of you…" Rita muttered.
"Promise you that was a one off. Anyway, nice to meet you. I'm the younger, sweeter sibling" Zara mocked as she glanced to her older sibling who remained with a raised eyebrow and arms crossed across her chest.
"You wish… anyway, Zara this is your manager, Rita Freeman. So please do avoid punching her again" Connie smiled as her body language relaxed, making her more the Connie the pair both knew.
"You have my whole hearted promise boss" Zara winked to her older sister who just rolled her eyes.
"Well I shall leave you in Rita's capable hands, play nicely"
Xxxxx
"So, you and my sister…" Zara started as she and Rita walked through the corridors of the hospital. Zara was slightly startled by her sister's new found sexuality, whilst Rita was startled by the fact that Connie had a younger sister, a sister so young she could be her daughter.
"I love her, I love Grace and if you're not too much of a pain, I'll grow to love you too!" Rita stopped and looked to the younger Beauchamp sibling. Zara looked back at her, blinking twice before the pair burst into tears of laughter.
"Fair enough, if you are like this all the time, then I presume you can 'tame' the wild Connie"
"I don't think anyone can tame Connie. Even pregnancy won't tame her…" Rita immediately bit down on her tongue as soon as she spoke.
"Connie's pregnant?!" Zara cried.
"Shit don't tell her I told you… She'll kill me "Rita begged.
"My lips are sealed. Promise. Although being an aunty again is pretty exciting… IVF?" Zara asked as she and Rita barged through the double doors that led them to resus.
"IVF? Oh, god, I wish. No, it's complicated" Rita sighed.
"You know what, it doesn't matter. You and Con will be great Mother's" Zara had barely known Rita for longer than twenty minutes, but the way Connie acted around the blonde was something she had never seen before. Michael had seemed the part, but in reality he had just been a smarmy git. Rita on the other hand didn't seem to care about what other's thought, and she genuinely adored Connie.
"I'm warming up to you already!"