Hi, I'm new to the Casualty fandom but I'm not for Holby City. I've been watching HC for years and can possibly recite stuff but I've only just started watching Casualty this year and I'm enjoying it too. I've especially come to love the dynamic of Ethan Hardy and Lily Chao so this story is based on Lily because I know someone exactly like her, high achiever and strives for the best but this person has me as a friend lol. Not obviously saying that Lily doesn't have friends because she has Ethan. Anyway I'm going to stop my rambling. Just to say, I'm not entirely sure who is dead or not as of recent episodes so to state, Dylan and Charlie are both alive (Charlie is in a coma) in this story to cease confusion for me and you guys. Anyway, onto the story. It's set when Lily gets left behind on Zoe's hen party and she decides to have a little party of her own, leading to shocking events.

I remember that night three months ago as I stared down at the test, biting my lip...

*Three Months Ago*

I quickly ran outside, hoping to catch the limo but it drove away, leaving me dejected by the entrance of the hospital. I called out weakly, sighing.

I spotted Honey and Ethan and stopped myself from lashing out at them when they smiled at me. I simply gave a nod and walked back in, trying not to let my embarrassment get the best of me.

"Dr. Chao?" I turned around and found Connie doing the buttons up on her coat. "I thought that you were going to the party?"

I shrugged. "Limo left before I could get there."

She nodded and walked the two metres up to me. "How about we have a little party of our own? Congratulate you on getting the role of Registrar."

I smiled and nodded.

"Let's head to my office." she smiled, leading the way.

We ended up bitching about some of our colleagues. I think I must have blurted that I was in love with Ethan because Connie's eyes widened slightly as she put down her fourth glass of champagne.

"Ethan Hardy? As in Caleb Knight's brother? Blonde? Glasses?" she asked, slightly shocked.

I gulped down my champagne. "Yep, that's the one." I slurred slightly. "He's... he's a potential boyfriend and husband material. My parents would have liked him and I work well with him."

"I kind of suspected." Connie said gently. "You were so concerned about his well being when the acc-" she paused as I closed my eyes tightly.

"I could have lost him." I said hoarsely. She stopped herself further on that matter. It was a hard day for everyone especially since we lost Jeff, nearly lost Ethan and Ash. I also remembered myself hyperventilating and screaming- my mind stopped rushing with unwelcome thoughts as I remembered that Connie was there.

Connie leaned forward, placing a hand on my knee. "I'm sorry to say this but he looks in love with Noel's daughter."

"I know. He ditched a date with me for her." I said, bitterly.

Connie's mouth opened and no words came out. She instead poured me another glass. "One more and you should get home. The wedding's tomorrow."

"I don't even want to come knowing that Ethan and his ditch buddy are going to be all loved up." I cringed

"It's not for them. It's for Zoe and Max." she sighed. "So, let's talk about something else."

Twenty minutes later, I was in a cab, heading home but I decided to take detour and found myself standing in front of a night club. I wasn't one for them but I wanted to see how the other half lived.

It wasn't long until I was dancing and a man ended up pressed against my back. At first, fear etched inside my stomach at the thought of dancing with a stranger but he seemed nice enough. Told me his name was Zack and he was trying to get over a girl. Told him I was Lily and I was trying to get over a guy.

We both laughed and he bought me a drink. Coke and Vodka. He was American and was going back home tomorrow.

"How about we take this back to yours? It's a bit too loud in here!" he said an hour later as the music increased.

"Okay!" I yelled back at him, grabbing his hand and leading the way out of the door. The bouncer nodded at us and Zack hailed for a cab whilst his arm slipped tightly around my waist, keeping me upright as my legs suddenly felt like jelly.

I started to giggle, shocked at myself that I could even giggle. He smiled at me and helped me get inside the taxi and slipped in after me.

I told the driver my address and the taxi started to move as Zack's hand found itself rubbing my thigh. I gulped, trying not to show either disgust or desire.

When we got to my apartment, things became more hazier and I remember waking up with a headache and a note from Zack, telling me that he had to go and catch his flight. He also wrote that he enjoyed our night and it was a shame that we would never see each other.

Good riddance!, I had thought. I felt disgusted at myself for being subjected to a one night stand. That wasn't me. And I was intent on forgetting all about it.

Tears dripped onto my lenses and I stood up from my toilet, putting the three positive tests behind the knobs on the sink. I resisted the urge to vomit again but I ended up clutching the toilet sides, everything from my stomach ending up in the bowl. I brushed my teeth and gurgled mouthwash before wiping my face with a face cloth and throwing it inside the hamper.

There was a knock on the front door and I opened it to find Zoe. "Dr. Hanna? Is-Is everything alright?" I asked, letting her in.

"You tell me, Lily." she replied softly. She sat down on my sofa and patted the space beside her.

"I really must get ready for my shift in three hours." I said, sitting beside her.

"You really mustn't." she sighed. "People have noticed that you've been unwell these past couple of weeks. Are you okay?"

I faked a smile. "I am. I've just got over a stomach bug but trust me, I'm okay now." I whispered, trying to prevent more tears from leaking.

"I want you to take a sick day just in case. You never know with these 'bugs'." she said pointedly. "You can tell me anything, you know?"

"I know. Is it okay if I refer to you as Dr. Walker?" I blushed. I had heard multiple people call her that but I opted to go for Hanna in case she was uncomfortable but as the months grew by, she seemed to suit her new surname more.

Zoe smiled. "Of course but you can call me Zoe if you like." she assured me.

"Okay, Zoe."

She stood up and gestured behind her. "Is it okay if I use your bathroom, I've been bursting for ages."

I chuckled. "Yeah, third door on the left."

She smiled at me and headed towards the toilet. I put my legs up and hugged my knees, slightly content with our conversation but a call drew me out from my thoughts and my eyes widened as Zoe exited the bathroom with my three tests in hand.

Hope you like it! x