Panic. Again. with dl_greenarrow

Tess was late for work. She'd fallen asleep after last night's tryst with Ryan Edge - something she'd never done before. Thankfully, he'd had the decency to be gone when she finally did wake up, so she could run around and chastise herself in private.

Also on her side, she keeps a change of clothes at the office and there's a rush to get ready once she arrives, practically ignoring the messages her receptionist has left on her desk. There's an investors meeting this afternoon to prepare for and she needs to be on the ball. One, however, catches her eyes. It's from her doctor. A not-brief-enough phone call later and Tess is in an entirely different state of mind. One might call it numb.

Several minutes later, she somehow finds herself at Luthorcorp, headed straight for Oliver's office even if he's not in right now, Ms. Mercer, can you please wait outside? Please?

Ms. Mercer isn't listening. She has no idea how long she waits, simply staring out the office window, before her brain decides to start booting back up into survival mode and she wonders why the hell she's here. She doesn't need to cancel the meeting in person.

Tess takes a deep breath and decides to leave, starting back toward the door.