She was running late, and had to get the guard to let her into the office building. "Sorry Fred had a flat tire." she said as she pull her stuff behind her. "No problem Miss Thomas, Boss man is the only other one here did tonight, and it doesn't look like he's going to leave the office till after midnight again." the guard said. She went from one floor to the next, cleaning and making sure the plants were watered. When she got to the top floor, she clean all the offices and save the Boss's for last. Knocking on the door she waited for him to answer.
After 10 minutes of waiting she open the door and step in. Walking over to the plants she bent down to check the soil, it needed water. She was pouring water into the soil when she heard a door opening. "What the hell are you doing in here?" he yells. Dropping the pot of water she scream. Before she could stand and turn around he had her on her back and his hand was on her throat. "What are you doing in my office?" he said in a threading voice. "I work....." was all she could say.
The door slam open. "Mr. Stevens, what is going on here, let her up before you kill her." the guard told him. "What is she doing in my office? he ask. "She works here as the cleaning lady you fool." the guard said. She watch as Mr. Stevens walked away. Fred came up to her, helping her to her feet. "It's okay Miss. he didn't mean anything, he just got back from being out of the country for the past year. I'm sure you've read all about it in the papers." he tells her quietly. Taking a step she cried out, and would have fallen if he hadn't caught her. Looking into his eyes she saw a vulnerable, a fear of something. He help her to the couch sitting her down, then she watch him turn and walk away. "Are you alright Missy? Let me check your ankle." Fred said. He walk back to the couch. "Don't worry I wont hurt her any more Fred you can go back to your station, oh would you call the Doctor for Miss Thomas please." he told Fred. Bending down to look at her ankle. He lifted it and place it on the pillow he place there. "I'm fine Mr. Stevens, really all I need is to get to my car and go home. I'll be good as new after resting my foot." she told him.
She startled him when she lay her hand on his arm, he back away and dump the contents of the table onto her lap. Swearing he went back to his desk and sat down. "I'm sorry again Miss Thomas, I'll just stay over here so I don't put anything else on you." he told her. "Mr. Stevens the Doc's here." Fred said as he brought a man into the room. "Thanks for coming Tom, she's on the couch with maybe a broken ankle." Mr. Stevens said. The Doc came over to her and everyone else left the room. "Now let's see what the problem is young lady." Doc said. Looking over her ankle, he told her that he felt it was just a bad sprang, and she would have to be off it for at least two weeks. "But Doctor, I can't, I have to work." she said. "Sorry Miss Thomas no work till the swelling and burses go away. And that will take at least two weeks. Doc gave her a shot for the pain, leaving the room to talk to the men in the outer room. She was feeling dozy and fell asleep on the couch.
"She asleep right now, but she will have to watch so she wont get on her feet. She's been pushing herself to hard for to long her body is run down and don't be surprise if she gets a fever. She's out of work for two weeks and she isn't happy about it JD, Fred how's the wife?" Doc ask as he walk with Fred out the door. Walking back into the room he went over and sat by her side, watching her sleep. His hand touch her face, and her eyes open, smiling she close them again, but not before she took his hand and put it between her tit's. He didn't know what to do, but leave it there for now. A knock came at the door. Taking his hand away, "uuuuhhh" she moan.