sorry I'm late

[camilla evans - jones]

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

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Dreadful days compared with coming in late at work never seemed to be a good match to Camilla. The blonde was late for work and rushed to get to the hospital as fast as her tiny feet would let her. She danced her way between people to get through and almost tripped twice before arriving at her floor with her lungs trying to catch breath.

"I am so sorry!" the girl hardly got it out of her mouth that felt dry from the air she inhaled and her eyes watery from being at the graveyard before her shift. Camilla absolutely loved this job and there was no way she would try to lose it because of her grandfather being gone.

"Won't happen again."

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Alan checked the large wall clock in the spell damage ward. Camilla was late, her shift would have started by now. He was starting to get worried. "Excuse me for a moment," he apologized to his team and went to the hallway so he could call Camilla. Just when he was about to ring the phone, a hurried young healer rushed in. She began muttering apologies. Alan didn't hear them. "Merlin, Camillia I was worried something happened!" The older healer took a deep breath and resisted the urge to hug his friend. Here they were colleagues. Alan had his teamleader face on until he noticed her watery eyes. "It's alright, you've never been late before. Come, let's calm you down first," he gently proposed. The blonde healer quickly stuck his head back around the door of the ward. "Vanessa, do you mind staying a little longer. I'll pay you over time," he asked another healer.

Then he turned back to his apprentice and lead her into his office. There he prepared tea for her and coffee for himself. He'd have made her coffee too but tea often calmed more than coffee. "Are you okay, Cam?" He now asked as a friend as he softly squeezed her shoulder in support. "I would allow you on the floor until you feel like you can handle it, you hear me?" And now the big brother was active. He took a deep breath and grabbed a box of his favorite snack. "Doughnut?" Alan never shared his sweets unless someone needed it.

[camilla evans - jones]

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

Anyone who knew Cammy knew that this job meant the world to her and they knew that she would never want to endanger it. Truth be told if her friend wasn't her boss she might not have made it at all in here. She was young and sometimes people had doubts but she worked hard and she truly wanted this.

"I am so sorry!" she should have told him about her grandfather, the letter she never opened, harriet. She needed to tell him all of it but right now she just wanted to do her job. Camilla ran a hand through her hair and eyed Alan with wide eyes, still catching her breath.

She followed Alan to his office nodding as she did so and had her hands in the pockets of her coat, the letter burning in her hands. "It's just that.." she shook her head. "My grandfather died a few days ago and.. Harriet came to visit.. we kissed.." she took the letter out of her coat.

"This was left to me but I haven't opened it yet." she bit her lip. "I was just dropping off flowers and missed my bus."

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Alan knew something must be wrong as Camillia was never late. She was always hardworking and motivated. Both as boss and friend he understood this. She needed to ground herself before he'd let her back on the floor. He considered sending her home but in the end he realized she might need someone. Alan shook his head. "Please stop apologizing. You're not in trouble," he assured her. "Please have a seat and a cup of tea."

The head spell damage healer looked at the younger healer with kind and compassionate eyes. He folded his hands together and patiently waited for her to speak and empty her heart. He nodded as she spoke, wanting her to finish first. Interrupting would be rude. When he heard what had happened, Alan walked up from behind his desk and pulled her into a brotherly hug. "Oh Cammy, I'm so sorry about your grandfather," he mumbled softly while rocking her back and forth. Losing someone you cared for was the worst feeling in the world. The death of his mother had changed his life completely.

He pulled back and reached in his pocket to hand her his handkerchief. His eyes turned to the letter she was holding. "Wait for it, open it when you feel the time is right," he advised her and softly squeezed her shoulder. His heart went out for his college. "It's alright. I understand you," he once again reassured her. "Harriet? Is that the lady that came to you that night? Are you two... dating?" Alan tried to change the subject to something more cheerful.

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[camilla evans - jones]

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

Soon the internship would be over and Camilla would become an actual healer. This job has been her dream and ever since her life got flipped into a million different directions it was hard to focus on her job. Cammy grabbed the cup of tea and inhaled the scent.

"Mmm.. thank you." she mumbled and took a small sip. Cammy put down the cup before Alan could hug her and she just hugged him back being glad he wasn't a mean person. She figured she should read the letter at home but it had been bugging her ever since she got it this morning.

"Yes that girl." she chuckled and shook her head. "Hollyhead harpies captain harriet." she still couldn't believe it. "The girl I have been crushing on since we met.. it still sounds a bit crazy." Camilla felt her face go red.

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"Just one more thing. If you're feeling unwell or anything that could intervene with work, please inform me," he told her firmly as department head. "I'd rather have you take a day off than get a burn out," said the man who always looked like he was borderline wrought-up. It was one thing for a head but he wanted to be responsible and take care of his healers. Alan's features then softened back into the supportive friend he was. Sitting down behind his desk again, he smiled as Camilla spoke of the girl she was with. "Woah that's great! I'm glad for you," he told her sincerely. Camilla was his adorable little sister. She deserved the happiness. "Well tell me about it! What was it like? How did it happen?"

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