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Title : Speaking Ill Of The Dead
Author : May (rain_sleet_snow)
Fandom : Primeval
Rating : PG
Characters : Lorraine Wickes, Oliver Leek, James Lester
Disclaimer : Not mine no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : 2.7
Summary : Lorraine cannot bring herself to celebrate a death.

 

 

 

 

“He’s gone, Lorraine.” Sir James Lester’s voice is unaccustomedly nice as he speaks to the woman sitting at her desk, staring at Oliver Leek’s last memo.

 

            “Yes. I know.”

 

            “I would have thought that you would be glad. I know he made life difficult for you.” So he did know about the extra workload, the snide comments.

 

            “Glad? He was torn to pieces an-“

 

            Lester sighs. “Lorraine. Go home; get a decent night’s sleep. Or join Jenny, if you like. But don’t stay here, and don’t even think about clearing out Leek’s desk. I’ll get someone else to do it.”

Comments

[deinonychus-1.livejournal.com]

lovely little moment. It must have been strange and confusing for those at the ARC who didn't know the full extent of what Leek had done, but saw his death like that.

[rain-sleet-snow.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Yeah, I imagine it must have been scary and shocking for them to see that.