A/N - Hi, this is my first fan fic on this account (it's me, jacnaylor1998!) and it would be great if you could check out my account profile :) And as for the story Jac's baby doesn't have a CDH and her and Jonny aren't together in this (well actually no one in this story is together. Yet.). She's 22 weeks pregnant and please pretend that carrying heavy bags won't hurt the baby :) Michael and Sacha are getting on in this and Zosia and Guy are being civil. Thanks for reading :)

27th September 2013
It was a Friday evening and everyone wanted to go home after a long week at work, however Mr Guy Self had other ideas. He had called a meeting in his office at 5:15pm for Jac, Jonny, Elliot, Mo, Zosia, Mr T, Harry, Gemma, Arthur, Michael and Sacha. None of the staff attending had a clue what the meeting was about, but they could only assume that it would be bad news. The group of eleven were waiting in his office, all standing -including Jac who was tempted to sit on the sofa, but she didn't want to look unprofessional in front of her new boss- when finally, the new CEO arrived and promptly sat behind his desk.

"Right ladies and gentlemen, thank you for attending tonight, I'm sure you're all waiting to get down the pub. Now, it's come to my attention since being here, that there's a lack of a team atmosphere, particularly between the wards which I think is an issue, when we should be working together to get patients in and out of here as smoothly as possible." Guy explained. "That is why-"
"Please don't say we're all going on a people skills course." Jac moaned a little too loudly. She didn't intended for her boss to hear but she was unfortunate.
"No, Miss Naylor. No one is going on a people skills course." He stated. "Although it can be arranged if you think you'd benefit from going on one." He suggested.
"No, no, I'm fine thank you." Jac replied sarcastically as she put one hand on her rounded 22 week bump.

"Anyway," Guy said loudly and Jac rolled her eyes, "I've organised, a team building holiday for us all."
"Ooh, somewhere nice?" Mo queried.
"Scotland." He replied and Jac huffed whilst Jonny smiled smugly and folded his arms across his chest. Harry nudged Gemma with her elbow and she smiled at him. "It'll be a sort of Duke of Edinburgh style trek, only better, with a day or two in between for some team building activities so we can get to know each other better, and work together as a team. And there might be some prizes at the end."

"Sounds great." Jac muttered which Guy heard.
"Anyone who refuses, to take part, will be working for a week on maternity as a nurse, and you'll be working along side Ms Rimini." He explained and Jac's jaw hit the floor. "Is there a problem Miss Naylor?" He asked smugly.

"Not at all." Jac lied through her teeth after she had composed herself. Mr T stood there shaking his head because everyone else seemed to think working on maternity was a chore, when he was called there on a daily basis to work.
"Well then, there's a kit list for everyone and a letter explaining what's happening and I shall see you all in a fortnight, at 7am sharply." He concluded. He handed two piles of letters to Mo and Elliot before he sat down and began to get on with his work. The group remained silent as the letters were handed out, and then they swiftly left the office.

Mo and Mr T walked out together, chatting about what mischief they would get up to, as did Gemma and Harry as they headed back to his car because he was giving her a lift. Elliot, Michael and Sacha left and headed to the lift becuase their jobs meant that they had some catching up to do on paperwork. As soon as Zosia got her letter, she stormed out and headed home, followed by a bumbling Arthur Digby. Jac also had the same idea but Jonny wasn't letting her go that easily. Luckily, everyone else had either gone to the stairs or they had gone somewhere on that floor so Jonny just squeezed through the doors and joined Jac in the empty lift.

"Don't you think working on maternity would be better for you?" Jonny stated rather than suggested. There was a slight hint of anger in his voice because the woman that was pregnant with his child, was considering going on a long hike up in the highlands, far away from her home.
"And spend a week with Jean Rimini, Mr T and a load of screaming women with snot nose kids? Yeah I'm sure that wouldn't cause me any stress." Jac said sarcastically.
"Look why don't you let me give you a lift? I can-"
"Let me stop you there. I've already got a taxi waiting for me so no thanks." Jac sighed. After what seemed like forever, the lift doors opened and Jac walked straight out and exited the hospital leaving Jonny to shake his head at her. Jac really had no idea how tough the 'holiday' -as her boss had put it- would be on her already strained and fatigued body. Let alone the emotional impact too.

"'One man tent?'" Harry shrieked as he read the top item aloud from the kit list. He and Gemma had just gotten into his car as he was taking her home. "What fun can you have in a one man tent?" He moaned.
"Well we can take a two man tent then. We can split the tent so I can take the poles and you can take the actual tent." Gemma smiled as she turned the heating on in the car. They were in late September but the icy cold winds made it feel like December already.
"Deal." Harry smiled. "Oh by the way, I used to be a Boy Scout so I'm an expert when it comes to roasting marshmallows." Harry said smugly.
"You were a scout?" Gemma smirked. "Actually, I can just imagine, you'd be brown nosing the leader for extra brownie points." She joked as she let her eyes skim over the letter that explained their itinerary.

Mo and Mr T had gotten a taxi together and they were sitting next to each other reading through the letter.
"Pft, 8 hours with Jac Naylor on a coach to Inverness? They're having a laugh right?" Mo joked.
"Mm. And 6 nights of camping." Mr T grimaced. "I'm not exactly the outdoorsy type." He admitted.
"Don't worry, I'll keep you entertained." Mo smirked as she playfully elbowed him.

Arthur Digby was just managing to keep up with Zosia as she was walking home as fast as she could. It was almost 5:30pm and it was pretty dark. She stormed through the autumn leaves and finally she reached their flat.
"So, looking forward to the trek?" Arthur asked as they both took their shoes and coat off. When Zosia was younger, her, her dad and her mum used to go camping. She was sure that this 'holiday' was just a way for him to attempt to get closer to her, but she wasn't going to let him.
"Listen, I'm not feeling too great so I'm just gonna go to bed." Zosia lied as she walked through to her bedroom.
"Just gimme a call if you need anything, I'm happy to help." Arthur smiled before she shut the door and plonked herself on her double bed. It was just five months since her mother died, and since then her father had been off the rails. Well, to be honest, he had been off the rails for several months longer than that because he had let himself go, whilst Zosia tried to keep it together, as her mother, and his wife, battled a life threatening disease -pancreatic cancer. The one thing that Zosia told herself over and over again, to stop herself from crying, was that her mum was now at peace... She wasn't suffering anymore.

Much like Elliot Hope, Michael and Sacha were sitting in the office, each getting on with their own work in silence. After almost twenty solid minutes of working, they both decided to take a break.
"I reckon this is going to be rather fun." Sacha smiled as he gestured the kit list.
"Yeah, I'm up for a bit of camping. It's Jac that I'm worried about." Michael admitted. "If she doesn't buck her ideas together soon and just admit that she wants to be with Jonny, I'm gonna bang both of their heads together very hard." He threatened.
"We need to keep an eye on her on this trek." Sacha stated.
"Yep, I agree with that." Michael replied.
"How about we try to get Jac and Jonny set up before the trek?" Sacha smirked.
"Y'know you've got that crazy look in your eye which usually gives me something to worry about." Michael joked seriously.
"Im serious lets get them together. And Harry and Gemma too. Oh and Mo and Mr T."
"What are we? The romance police? Because if you haven't noticed, we're both divorced, we're not exactly in the position to give relationship advice are we?" Michael stated.
"Are you in?" Sacha asked happily as he put his hand out. Michael eyes Sacha's hand before he looked up at the smiling man.
"Nah." Michael smirked. "If they're meant to be together, it'll happen in their own time." Michael stated. Sacha decided that that made sense, before he sat back down at his desk and got on with his work again.

Thanks for reading, please review :)
I'll probably only update once today (maybe twice if I find the time), but most days, I'll update two chapters if they're only short ones :)