Life:
Altered 03.40 ~*~ Give It Up

Alice; Daisy and Jenny were moving around the hospital looking
for the old records room.  They’d (two nurse’s that Jenny had flirted with into telling
her) told them it
was in the basement, but the place was a labyrinth of hallways.  Daisy stopped, sneezing and Jenny handed her a tissue.  Daisy wiped her nose, and then wondered idly
where the tissue had been. 

Alice had asked Jenny along to play the part of the red
herring.  The young writer had jumped at
the chance to become part of the gang.  She’d
hummed the Mission Impossible theme song the whole
way to the hospital.  Alice had thought her external excitement
mirrored the excitement that Daisy much have been feeling, but the young woman
held it all inside. 

“Thanks.”  Daisy said, wondering how Alice had managed to talk Cassandra into
letting her tag along.  With a lie no
doubt, she ached at the thought of having to lie to Cass, but she needed to know this.  Alice was a sweet woman, odd woman, but sweet.  She’d do anything for Tina, and Daisy was beginning to understand
the feeling.  They moved along the hallway,
and found the room that was marked, Records.  They heard a shuffling noise up ahead. 

“Ok, there is someone up ahead, Jenny.  Distract
them!”  Alice said as they stopped in front of the
door and Jenny nodded, tussling her now shorter hair
and walking towards what looked like a young doctor.  Her ***** swayed and Daisy looked on with a bit
of lust, Alice saw the look and wagged a finger. 

“No, Jenny bad.” 
Alice said and Daisy narrowed her eyes, nose
to nose with Alice and she sighed.  Alice smiled; the young woman had a lot to
learn about women, and men too. 

“I’m never going to get any action if you people keep telling me everyone is
off limits.  Shane is off limits.  Jenny is off limits. 
Dana is off limits, is there anyone I can
*****?”  Daisy asked and Alice thought for a moment. 

“No.”  Alice said in a harsh whisper.  Daisy sighed, rolling her eyes and looking
down the hallway at Jenny.  Daisy
listened and heard Jenny picking up a conversation with what looked to be a
doctor. 

Jenny untucked her shirt, and then looked
down, undoing two buttons of the shirt she was wearing.  Then she rubbed her eyes hard, holding her
breath and making them tear up a bit.  She
took in a long haggard breath and thought she was ready for her little
performance.  She injected just enough
sadness into her voice to get the doctor’s full attention.