overtime | clark & martin

fifty-six.

"Caitlin, honey, you need better silverware," Anne Clark says as she, "You could always have your grandmother's."

"I hardly use the silverware," Caitlin mutters.

"You should have guests over more," Anne tells her daughter, "Your place is so clean."

"I hate hosting," Caitlin responds, "Like right now is actually terrible."

Anne laughs, "Well Colin wanted to have family dinner here before he went back to school. Maybe you shouldn't be such an amazing older sister."

"Ha," Caitlin says dryly.

Brent Clark enters the kitchen and doesn't even spare his daughter a glance. He looks over at his wife, "Do you need any help?"

"No, Cait and I have got it," Anne says as she wraps an arm around her daughter's shoulders, "Isn't that right?"

"Mhm," Caitlin says nodding her head. Brent looks at Caitlin and doesn't say anything. He just nods before heading out of the kitchen. Caitlin sighs as she pinches the bridge of her nose in frustration. Her father hadn't spoken to her since the interview and Caitlin was getting a little tired of the silent treatment.

"Give him time-"

"He's had time," Caitlin responds, "It's been a year. This isn't something that just happened yesterday."

"Have you been seeing anyone?" Anne asks.

"Not seriously," Caitlin answers.

"Have you reached out to Jessica?" Anne wonders.

"I don't think she'd want that," Caitlin responds, just as there is a loud knock on the door. The knocking becomes banging and Caitlin glances at her mother wearily before making her way over to the front door and opening it.

"Jessica?" Caitlin says surprised. She'd watched the game, and she knew that the Aces were the champions. She cut the TV off after the final buzzer. She honestly thought Jessica would be in Las Vegas celebrating, not standing here.

Jessica pushes past Caitlin and enters the apartment. Caitlin's family was curious who was at the door, so they all peeked their head in the foyer and they were all equally surprised when they saw Jessica standing there. Jessica noticed the Clark family, but she paid them no mind as she looked at Caitlin who was closing her front door.

"Give me five reasons why I shouldn't kill you right now," Jessica demands.

Caitlin is taken aback by the words, "What?"

"You heard me," Jessica says, "Why shouldn't I kill you."

"Are you serious?" Caitlin asks amused, "What the hell did I do?"

Jessica laughs bitterly, "Honestly Caitlin, what haven't you done?"

"Well I've never been bungee jumping, it's not really an interest of mine-"

"I'm not fucking playing with you," Jessica responds, "Your little interview? You know the one where you came out?"

"You're seriously mad about that?" Caitlin asks.

"Yes!" Jessica exclaims, "The issue was dead, no one was talking about it anymore and then here you go bringing everything back up."

"I wanted to tell the truth," Caitlin states.

"You can tell the truth and you can keep my name out of it," Jessica says, "If you had done the interview with someone with actual journalism training that would have been possible, but no you had to pick Lauren McMillian. Was she that good in bed?"