Speech Comm Classroom

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She leans back in her chair, her feet up on her desk, legs crossed at the ankle. Today she's dressed in a light grey skirt suit with a pale pink blouse. She reads in between parents. On her door is posted an invitation]


Parents of the following students are invited to come talk to CJ Cregg about their progress in Speech Comm.

D'anna Biers dbiers
Sydney Bristow sydney_bristow_
Allie Cameron allie_cameron
Chiana miss_monochrome
Lily Evans ___lily_evans_
Rory Gilmore rory__gilmore
Piper Halliwell cookinggeek
Jack Harkness time_agent
Anya Jenkins not_an_ex_demon
Veronica Mars veronicamars1
Lindsey McDonald wannabelawyer
Jack O'Neill 2ls_in_oneill
Miss Parker mparker16
(Is this kid even in my class?)death_n_binky
John Shepard wraithbaitjohn
Elizabeth Weir notcalledlizzie

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[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

*knocks on the door before entering*

Excuse me... *wipes his eyes quickly* I think we might need to chat.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Extremely professionally, her tone cool] Do come in Doctor Smith. I've been expecting your visit regarding Mr. Harkness. Do sit.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

*sits down, shrugging*

I suppose Jack would be a start. However, right now, I'm just wanting to apologize, really. Got off on the wrong foot, us.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

No need, sir. It was an unusual circumstance and I am as much at fault. [She looks into his eyes] Let's just leave it in yesterday, shall we?

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Exactly, the past is the past, and only under certain circumstances do we get to go back and relive it. *he smiles*

Now, about Jack. Has he been doing well? Bright lad, and all that, but I can only imagine what sort of other things might be going through his head at this age...

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Mr. Harkness is a fine student, however he lacks discipline. His tone and disrespect of authority has gotten him into trouble several times. He exhibits violent tendencies which culminated in his assult of myself with a shard of glass. Murder was his goal that day.

I'm continuously amazed at how his mind works. He has flashes of brilliance, but prefers to play childish games and be a distraction in my classroom.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

*furrows his brow, his mouth slightly open*

Jack tried to kill you?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Yes. Did the administration not contact you regarding the matter? As his...guardian, I thought you of all people would know.

[She sighs as if this frustrates her to no end]

Mr. Harkness, in a fit of rage, broke my vase that I kept on my desk and tried to cut out my heart in fron of the entire class. Fortunately, he didn't succeed.

Is this information upsetting for you, Doctor...Smith?

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Very upsetting, Miss Cregg. Not only that Jack would do such a thing, but that such an incident would be kept from me by yourself, myself, and him. *narrows his eyes for a second, then relaxes*

I am to hope he wasn't in full control of his capacities at the time. I'm sure this school has had more than it's fair share of incidents that might have messed with poor Jack, correct?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Correct. This town tends to be a nexus of weird. Mr. Harkness is in no way unique in his unusual behavior.

[She picks up her notepad and pen]

Do you have any other questions for me?

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Yes, actually. *smiles, charmingly*

What do I need to do to prove I'm worthy of your trust? I know I've been less than forthcoming, and that my behaviour yesterday may have been a bit strong for a first meeting, so. Here I am, wondering if you want to know anything about me, really. I don't want us to be at odds with each other, even if I am around for such a short while.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Stunned, she blinks several times and opens her mouth to speak--only to shut it again. She stares at him for several moments before she speaks, softly]

You need to go. I..you're a theory. A concept. An idea of what Ten's past was. I can't...I don't...[she closes her eyes and breathes deeply] You make my head hurt.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

*lowers his head, and nods*

I'm sorry to have upset you. I'll just stay completely away, then. *stands up, and walks to the door*

It was never my intention to bring harm to anyone. Especially you, Miss Cregg.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[ Her eyes still closed, she rubs her temple] No...you can't go. You're here...do what needs done. This is my problem. Not yours.

Be Chip's parent. Be Beka's whatever. Can we just pretend you're somone else? John Smith...whoever. Just not...him?

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Well, pretending is all well and good, but it's not like anyone doesn't already know who I am.

If it really hurts that much to think we're the same... just, pretend I'm his brother, or something. We're similar, but not the same.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She looks at him, almost as if she sees him for the first time]

His brother? I could actually see that. Yes...thank you, that actually helps me a lot. Wait, what? Who knows who you are? Besides Ten and I?

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Rose, obviously. Beka was sort of in on the whole bringing me here plans, so she knows as well, and...

...and Jack figured it out.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

But you promised me. Last night. To my face. You promised.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

I didn't tell him a thing. He was able to figure it out himself. Because I'm not the one who told him. He had all the knowledge already, because I... my "brother" decided it was best he knew.

If I had known that this would have happened, I wouldn't have gone near him. I'm sorry.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She begins to breathe hard, in through her nose and out through her mouth. Nausea hits her waves and her whole body goes cold]

Ten told him? He TOLD Chip? Not...everything. He didn't tell him everything. Did he?

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

*hurries over and attempts to place a comforting hand on her back*

CJ... I don't know exactly what he told him, but I'm certain he told him more than a little. But it's not really my place to be the one having this conversation. You should be talking to him about this, not me.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

{{*loves* *kicks back to watch the show*}}

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

((note to self: Chip likes to watch))

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

{{And this suprises you... why?}}

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

((It actually doesn't. Just watching you back))