The Letter by Gemma Millar	    The Letter Copyright (c) Gemma Millar 

 

Note: This is a story I wrote about a year ago so be warned! Expect
errors...sorry! Pleaaassseee e-mail me at Gemma_Louise00@Hotmail.com with
any comments I love feedback and will reply to anyone who sends some. 

Rating: G. 

Pairing: None. 

Warning: This story is quite short so if you looking for a story that
takes a lot of time to read you've got the wrong one. 

Summary : Meg Thatcher receives a letter... 

Disclaimer : Characters aren't mine, I'm just using them, but I promise
I'll give them back!  

 The Letter by Gemma Millar 

  

It was a quiet day in the Canadian Consulate and inspector Margaret (Meg)
Thatcher was sitting in silence, in her office, staring at a letter that
had arrived the previous morning. 

She was still sitting in her office, 1 hour later, staring at this letter
that seemed to be glued to her hands when Constable Fraser casually
strolled past. He stopped and peered round the door, looking at the
inspector. He quietly walked in to the office and coughed lightly to get
her attention. 

"Yes Constable?" Meg said, whilst putting the letter in her top draw. 

"Ah, yes sir. I was, that is to say that I..." 

"Spit it out constable, I don't have all day." Meg spat. Fraser sighed. 

"I was walking past your office and I, err, noticed that you looked
rather, umm, distressed and I was wondering if you were alright?" Meg was
touched by his concern, even though she didn't show it. 

"Thank for your concern Constable but I am fine, I just have some business
to take care of that's all. 

"Ah, right. Sorry to intrude." Fraser said, looking rather embarrassed. 

"Dismissed." Meg said, flatly. 

Fraser walked out of the room. 

Meg opened her draw to read the letter through one more time. 

Dear Meg, 

Long time no see! Hope you're having a nice time doing whatever it is you
do. 

Any way, how would you like to go to our final cheer leading party at
Stratford stadium in Ontario? You were very good at cheerleading you know!
The party starts on Friday 6th of August at 3:00 pm until, well, whenever!


 So, if you can come join us for our last cheer, we'd be so happy! 

 Hope to see you there! 

 Annie McKenzie (and co.) 

P.S.  

Remember to wear our uniform! 

'Oh dear God.'	Meg thought. 'What would people think of me if they new I
was a cheerleader in high school! She wants me to wear my uniform, I don't
know if it'll even fit me now and the last thing I wan, if I go, is to
have my arse showing every time I jumped because me skirt is too small! '
Well at least Meg new her coach, Robert Dyas, would be there. He wouldn't
miss a thing like that. 

Meg liked her coach. He had confidence in her. She sat looking at the
letter for a few more seconds, and then she got out a pen and paper and
began to write a reply. She decided to make the letter formal so she
didn't sound too keen. 

Dear Annie and co. 

I would be delighted to come to this party. It would be a lovely chance to
meet all of my friends from high school one more time and see them back in
action.  

I hope to see you all at the party! 

 Yours sincerely 

  

 Meg Thatcher. 

  

  

'There, short but sweet." She thought. 

  

Meg felt slightly relived to have replied to the letter that had been on
her mind most of the day. She got out an envelope from the bottom right
hand draw of her desk and wrote the address on it. She then put her letter
in it, got out a stamp, licked it and stuck it on the letter. She then
called Fraser in. 

  

"Constable, get in here." Fraser walked in and stood at attention in front
of her. 

"Yes sir?" 

"Post this for me." 

"Yes sir." Meg hesitated slightly before saying: 

"Thank you." 

"Your welcome ma'am." 

"Dismissed." 

  

Fraser walked out of the consulate with Dief by his side, to post Meg's
letter. 

  

  

End. 

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