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“Alright, everyone! Five minutes until we go back to work!” The Director calls and Jenna blinks into the sun from the bench of the picnic table she’s currently laying on. She stretches like a cat before carefully sitting up and making sure that Clara’s costume doesn’t wrinkle. She’s still busy smoothing out the skirt when a shadow falls over the fabric. When she looks up, Caro stands in front of her. “Jenna, where are Matt and Alex?” Her voice isn’t actually concerned, just a little annoyed and stressed out. Jenna shrugs. “I don’t know…” The producer sighs and types something on her phone before she looks up again. “Could you go look for them please? I have to go back to the set.” Jenna nods and furrows her brows, not really sure how she feels about looking for the two of them when nobody can find them. The whole cast and crew suspects that there is something going on, but nobody has any proof. And she honestly doesn’t feel like being the one that finds out first.
Still, she slowly saunters over to the door to the studios, opening the door to the new TARDIS control room set where people are walking around, but Matt and Alex aren’t there. She checks the small room with the coffee machine and a couple of tables next, and then goes back to the studios, checking her watch every couple of seconds. She is about to just go back to the studio and tell Caro that she couldn’t find them when there is a loud noise coming from the direction behind her, as if someone just dropped something heavy.
Jenna furrows her brows and takes a couple of steps in that direction. It’s the old control room, the one that Matt used with Karen and Arthur, but with the lights and everything shut off, she didn’t bother to check before. She is sort of glad she didn’t, because she can most definitely hear… voices. Voices as in Alex’s extremely sexy and filthy laugh that sends a shiver down her spine (and she is a straight girl, for god’s sake!) , followed by a sort of whimper that sounds too much like Matt. Jenna clears her throat. “Matt? Alex?” There is a lot of cursing and shuffling going on, something is knocked over again and Jenna thinks that she should just leave when Alex shows up, running a hand through her hair and buttoning up her shirt unabashedly. “Oh, Jenna, we didn’t hear you coming.” “Really?” Jenna bites back a comment about how that is probably because Alex was busy doing that very same thing and just grins instead before she enters the set.
“No, honey, don’t-” It’s already too late, Jenna is closing her eyes as soon as she catches sight of Matt who is handcuffed to the console. Very, very naked that is. “Oh my god!” “Jenna!” Matt yelps and tries unsuccessfully to turn around, even when her eyes are already closed.
“But.. Handcuffs? How?”
“The props department isn’t locked during the day.” Alex grins behind her, her voice almost proud.
“The- um. They want you on set. Right now.” Jenna finally gets out. She isn’t even surprised that she found them that way. Well, she thought that something must be going on, but not exactly in… that way.
“Tell them we’ll be there in five minutes.” Alex nods and Jenna turns around to leave the set as quickly as possible. Before she can do that, Alex appreciatively looks over Matt still bound to the console and licks her lips. “Actually, make that fifteen.”