*This is the work of one science lesson, if you like it please say!xxx*

Quiet.

It was something of a surprise to hear nothingness. Black, alone yet somehow peaceful. Murmurs filled the space in-between her and the world, yet she was content to lie so still, so still and unwitting to the wave of pain threatening to cascade down upon her. If she was to move now then everything would be wrong again.

She felt her body descend further into darkness, the body which she no longer owned, moving of it’s own accord. The pain penetrated her soul, making her want to scream till her lungs bled , but somehow she couldn’t even clench her fists to show how much this pain hurt.

It was all she could do to picture the images from the past, while the darkness condensed around her, guttering, chocking, enveloping the person she used to be.

Quiet.

Mac walked down the corridor almost blindly drifting to the room which held Ella. Everyday he had visited her, willing her closed eyes to snap open and everything to be ok. Mac would sit for hours, occasionally engaging in small talk with other visitors.

Sometimes he would catch glimpses of people staring through the glass at him, giving him pained and sympathetic expressions. He always smiled back, but how believable they were he wasn’t sure.

Today he turned the handle of Ella’s room. He sad down and stared at her motionless body. Brushing a strand of her auburn hair out of her face, Mac’s eyes filled with tears. He took her hand and squeezed it. Wishing that she would suddenly spring to life laughing and joking. Working in a hospital made none of this pain any easier.

Hearing a noise behind him Mac hastily wiped his eyes. The man who he had least wanted to speak to, but needed to so much walked in. Guy took a seat next to Mac. The past month had not been easy for them as Mac had no choice but to tell the police and Guy about the reason for Ella’s attempted suicide and the news that Guy not Mac was her father.

OMG!
:cry
make it better!

NEW FIC! That must have been one depressing science lesson! I'll have to have a read of your old ficcage Gabs as it all seems a little hazy at the min. Hope you carry it on though!

One question, how did Ella get red hair if shes Guys and Caros daughter?! :blink:

maybe Guy secretly dyes his hair. or it could just be recessive genes.

great fic btw

:o :D new fic and it seems goood

You want me (or any one elce) want me to post the prequal? If you read that all will become clear

Or maybe when Holly left with the mini-(not)Mac she left a bottle of Autumn Blaze lying around and they've been using it ever since Ella was born?

Just a thought... :lol:

Holly is capable of all. :ph43r:

*sorry for double postage but we have no teacher and boredom is setting in thick and fast. For anyone who was wondering, basically Ella is Holly and Guy's daughter, only previously Ella had been led to believe that Mac was. When she found out, she was so screwed up about Holly abusing her, then killing herself, and her developing relationship with Mac, when the news was broken to her by the previously alive Holly that it was Guy not Mac who was her father, she ran far away, went into an ally and attempted suicide. Read on for more fun!*

It had been hard on both Mac and Guy and this endless waiting was a first for Mac. He was surprised to see how people changed when something was taken from their lives. You never realised how much you needed something until it was gone. Especially Guy. Like Mac, his face was rarely seen in a smile and the two hardly spoke about anything other than what was really necessary. He was too quiet.

Quiet.

Guy had never realised that about hospitals. They were so agonisingly quiet. Everything was so silent and still. The place was so empty too. How could there be so many people yet he could still feel so alone.

He didn't understand. What had he, or Ella for that matter done to deserve any of this. Why had it been them who had to go through this shit, while Mac looked pretty on the sidelines. If he had known, why had he kept his stupid ginger mouth shut while Ella looked up to him like some hero of the night, and sat by his oh-so-convenient bedside while Guy looked on what was rightfully his.

*end of the day!!!! more later*

:o silly guy thinking mac is being mean shame on him

thanks for the reminder swissluvagirl - now I just need to know what/where/who.... etc. etc........ is Caroline. Please tell me she isn't dead :angry:

So do we only get installments when you've got Science, cause it's the weekend now and I don't really want to have to wait til the middle of next week :)

Oooh new fic :)

more soon please Gabi!! :D

oohh me like
but very sad all the same :(

Red hair is a recessive gene, so only shows if you have two copies of it. Someone with blonde or brown hair could easily have one red allele and one for their own colour hair - there's a difference between genotypes and phenotypes.

Raise your hand if you understood that post! Sorry, it's all the Biology. But someone can have two dark-haired parents and be a redhead (although I know Ella is Holly's) - my parents are both dark, and I'm very red.

*raises hand* yay i understood i feel slightly clever now :D

:D Have a cookie. :cookie

Caroline is very much alive, and should be coming in pretty soon. I am gonna go into the whole Caro thing in the second or third installment. And yer. Or R.S. Or History. My history couldn't possilby hate me any more, so why shouldn't I write fic in her lesson!

What she said!

More soon peoples.Got stacks load of german to revise but will write more asap!

:D i got a cookie.

it was scrumptious

Mac couldn’t take the silence any more.
“Listen, mate. I know you thought I did it on purpose, but-“
“Don’t assume anything” Guy replied coldly. Why should he have anything to do with him. The guy who almost drove his daughter to kill her self. A pang of realisation hit Guy. What if she didn’t wake up? The new life he had been thinking of for the last month would be ruined. He thought how his day off had been spent, clearing out his spare room which had previously been filled with guyball equipment, large collections of Queen memorabilia, and a replica copy of Elton John’s sea captain coat* and a few adult films. He had painted the room pink. What if that room would never be used. He would just be a strait guy with a pink room in his house. He could always move Caroline in there. He incessant snoring was driving him mad.

“I’m not-“
“The only one your kidding is you, so why don’t you-“
“Let me finish. I loved her just as much as you, maybe even more, and it’s not my fault that I’ve been deceived into thinking two beautiful children where mine.”
“Deceived? More like you where to idiot who let that excuse for a woman pull the wool over your eyes, while you swooned over her like a love sick puppy”
“Right first of all, neither I was not ‘swooned’ over her, but only through her memorable brute force have we spoken through, and by what I heard you enjoyed that brute force though I think it would be better for both of us if neither of us thought about that.”
“F*** off Ginger, you’re the one who can’t even tell his best friend that he has a f***ing daughter that he knows f***all about!”

An angry Doctor Pope stormed in, with a look on his face that could be best described as an angry confused gorilla. “Out. You two out now. I will not tolerated language like this in my hospital!”
“But.” The two said in unison
“NOW!”
Getting up, Guy muttered “What a wanker.”

Damn Caroline's with Guy - it's all coming back to me now :(

Mm interesting start ^^;

*sigh* Guy is so selfish... I like that characterisation.