I am meant to be revising at the moment but this idea came to me and will nag at me until I get it down. I am working on two stories at the moment so just bear with me. Enjoy! :)

It was Monday morning and Sacha Levy had called both Chantelle and Zosia to his office.
"I wonder why he wants to see us." Chantelle wondered curiously, half-skipping next to Zosia.

"I have absolutely no idea." Zosia replied bluntly, not seeming particularly interested. "But I'm sure we're about to find out." Chantelle's face suddenly changed to a look of terror.

"What if we're in trouble?" She asked, wide-eyed.

"Somehow I doubt it. I wouldn't be surprised if I was but you – somehow I don't think so." Chantelle relaxed at hearing this. They eventually reached Mr Levy's office. Zosia knocked loudly and the two entered on being called to.

"Ah. Thank you for coming up so quickly." Sacha smiled. "I know this is very short notice but I have managed to get you two a three-week placement in the ED." He announced.

"What?" Zosia asked, horrified.

"Ah brilliant!" Chantelle said, elated.

"You are needed down there ASAP. Report to Zoe Hanna, the clinical lead and she will give you further instructions." He told the pair. "It's only three weeks." He added, seeing Zosia's disapproval.

"Fine. Just the two of us?" Zosia asked. The thought of spending three weeks in a department with Chantelle being the only person she knew was slightly daunting. She was a nice person, fair enough and even a friend, but she was just permanently happy.

"Just the two of you." Sacha confirmed.

"This is going to be fantastic!" Chantelle grinned, grabbing Zosia's arm in excitement. "We'd better get down there!" With that, Zosia and Chantelle made their way down to the ED.

Jeff and Dixie were sat in the staffroom, it had been very quiet so far and they had not had any shouts. A new paramedic was meant to be starting that morning but she had not yet turned up and she was very close to being late.

"Hello?" They heard a voice and a blonde-haired girl no older than about twenty-three poked her head around the door. She had a warm, dazzling smile upon her face.

"Hiya love! You must be Charlotte Benson?" Dixie asked, standing up.

"Yes I am." The girl replied.

"I'm Dixie, this is Jeff." She introduced.

"Great to meet you both!" Charlotte said, hugging them both, which took them by surprise.

"Right, you go and get your uniform on and we'll meet you by the ambulance in five." Dixie told her.

"Okay!" She agreed, before bouncing off to the changing rooms.

"That's exactly how our Pol was on her first day." Jeff pointed out.

"She seems nice enough but she's not Polly. Don't forget that."