My take on what happened after Rachel's miscarriage.
"Janet, I'm bleeding".
"Okay, stay calm, we'll go to the hospital"
Janet helps me walk to the back door of the station and Gill is just coming down the stairs.
"Gill I'm just taking Rachel to the hospital, she's bleeding",
"Okay quick go!" We walk outside and she shouts after us "Let me know how you are later!"
Later that day (after Rachel has lost the baby)
I'm sat at home, Janet and Alison have finally left and I'm alone. I lie on the sofa crying for what seems like hours before the doorbell rings. I decide not to answer it because I'm sure after crying for so long I must look awful, and because I'm dressed in my old but comfy leopard print pyjamas. The doorbell rings again, and then again a few minutes later so I get up slowly, and walk towards the door. My stomach is killing me and I'm walking hunched over because every step is painful. I get to the door just as it rings for a fourth time and I swing the door open with glare on my face to see Gill stood outside.
"How ya doin' kid?" She steps past me in to the hall leaving me to shut the door behind her.
"Now really isn't a good time boss"
"I know, you must feel like shit. I'm here to make you a brew, get you in bed and wipe away your tears." The way she looks at me with sympathy in her eyes makes me feel like crying.
"I'm fine boss, honestly."
She walks over to me and pulls me against her shoulder and I can't hold it in any longer. I cry all over her expensive suit for what seems like days before I pull myself together enough to pull back.
"Don't worry Rach, sit down and I'll make us a brew. It's worse to keep it all bottled up, it's natural to be upset, to cry. You've just lost your baby."
When she returns with two cups of coffee she puts them down on the table, sits on the sofa and pulls me towards her so I'm lying with my head in her lap. She strokes me hair gently as I sob in to her skirt.
I'm heartbroken, but at least I'm not alone.