Hello! This idea came to me after watching this weeks Holby (19/01/16) and seeing how everyone had different opinions on Hanssen. I love Zosia and think she is extraordinary (and Camilla is absolutely stunning), and I really enjoyed exploring what I fell other people think of her. Hopefully, if i think of anyone else to do, I can add some more opinions, so follow to keep up to date! As always, I'd really appreciate any reviews/favourites/follows :) x
Ollie
Sitting at the Darwin front desk, Dr. Oliver Valentine's ultramarine eyes followed Dr. Zosia March as she stepped out of the lift. Windswept brunette hair adorned her form - Ollie loved seeing her in the morning, so fresh-faced and happy. His heart swelled when she shot him a wide grin. In fact, since she had got her bipolar under control, Ollie noticed always noticed a radiant smile playing upon her rose lips.
Slowly, Ollie had seen the F2's metamorphosis into a brilliant, confident doctor - whilst her heart wasn't completely healed, she had finally accepted her mother's death and had stopped blaming herself. When she first started at the hospital, some days Ollie saw nothing but an empty shell of a woman in her place; she would perform every medical task set to her, but with no real passion or desire. Barely any emotion hid in those hazel eyes. But nowadays, she walked with a bounce in her step. Her happiness and love for her job and those around her didn't need to be verbally communicated - anyone close to the F2 could feel it in the air. Zosia's eyes glimmered with a burning fire. Eagerly, she completed any job that needed doing, no longer the sorrowful doctor she once was.
Suddenly, through the gaps in the blinds, the observant doctor spotted movement in the staff room. Zosia was moving about, getting changed into her scrubs. He could see her scrutinising herself in the mirror. Ollie could never understand why such a beautiful and stunning woman was always so self-conscious. She hid it behind a knowing and confident façade, but Ollie saw right through into the unsure, damaged woman inside. As long as Ollie had known the younger doctor, she had been resoundingly private, always preferring to dodge any personal questions. The surgeon smiled fondly and returned his attention back to Dr. March. He liked to think he saw her true self. Perhaps that's a bit egotistical - for all Ollie knew, he could not know her at all. But what he did know is that he definitely didn't see Zosia how she saw herself.
A vivid memory etched into Dr. Oliver Valentine's memory was when the junior doctor first walked onto the wards. She had come up from Keller, and arrived on Darwin to be mentored by no other than Elliot Hope. He pictured her first walking in - as soon as she arrived on the ward, she introduced herself quietly but enraptured the whole ward, even though many didn't know her. Junior doctors in her position could barely keep the attention of their mentors, let alone command a room like Zosia could. Even Jac looked around to get a good look at Dr. March. Quick as lightening, Zosia picked up the nearest patient file and purposefully walked off, seemingly oblivious to her effect on everyone around her. But Ollie would always remember the way she could charge a room full of people. Sometimes, his blue eyes would meet her cocoa eyes, and a shiver would run down Ollie's spine. In fact, Zosia was electrifying to the older doctor.
Occasionally, Zosia let her guard down when she was with Ollie. He hoped that she was finally feeling comfortable around him, because he knew what a private and guarded woman she could be. Don't be mistaken - she was very friendly and would happily go out with drinks with people like Mo and Johnny, but it was extremely rare for the junior doctor to allow someone inside her mind. Dr. Valentine was well aware of her countless nights out and one night stands; before she was put on her bipolar medication, it wasn't an unusual sight to see her after work, around the back of the hospital. Zosia would often be seen absent mindedly chain-smoking packs of cigarettes, cradling a half-empty bottle of whisky, or ferociously kissing a young nurse from another ward. In fact, she didn't really care about the distraction - alcohol, drugs, cigarettes or short love affairs with either gender, as long as they kept her mind off the heart-wrenching grief eating away inside her. For years, this emotional turmoil raging war inside Zosia's mind threatened to swallow her whole, until she finally came to terms with what had happened in her life and learnt to forgive Guy for something that was never in his control.
Truthfully, Ollie didn't see pity, or sadness, or even privacy when he looked at Dr. Zosia March. Instead, he saw passion, devotion, an unparalled compassion, kindness and a capability to love without doubt behind those deep hazel eyes. His only wish was that the world could look upon Zosia and see this same inner beauty, instead of seeing the obvious privacy and unwillingness to trust anyone with her heart.