Authors Note: Hope you Enjoy Chapter 1 of my new fic, I have rated this fic T because it is really, but there will be 1 chapter labelled M, which you can simply just skip over, because there is no plot in it what so ever.
Their relationship was; well it wasn't perfect by far, Rita was happy, for once she actually agreed with a decision she had made in her life other than becoming a nurse. They had both decided that instead of moving in one of their apartments, they bought out a two bedroomed en-suit studio, which had luckily only been a short drive from the hospital, and a 5 minute walk to the pub, which the staff in the ED spent every Friday night.
Rita groaned, as she rolled over, her head spinning and feeling sick, she rushed out of bed and only made it to the bathroom just in time. Iain wasn't a particularly heavy sleeper, and being only half asleep at the time, woke up with a look of concern across his face.
"Babe you ok?" he asked sitting up in bed and glancing quickly at the clock to read "4:48am", both of their shifts starting at 8am.
"Yeah, I'm fine, probably caught Dixie's flew bug, go back to sleep," she replied tiredly.
Iain rubbed his eyes, and stretched his arms, knowing there was no way in hell that he was going to get back to sleep. He rushed to help her as she began throwing up again.
After she had hopefully finished, she lay back against him where they were now sat on the bathroom floor.
"Feeling any better?" he asked hoping that she was.
"Yeah," she replied relaxing against his strong figure.
"Maybe you shouldn't go into work today?" he suggested, feeling sorry for her.
"I'll be fine, what time is it?" she asked worried about being late.
"Not even five o clock, let's go back to bed for another good hour," he replied heaving himself up off the floor, and helping her rise to his feet.
She tripped on the way, which only brought a whole new wave of protectiveness from Iain as he helped her get to bed. She lay with her back against his chest as he ran his hands through her hair.
"Are you sure you should go into work today?" asked Iain hoping to convince her against it.
"Yes, Iain please just drop the work thing, I'll be fine, and anyway, Zoe needs my help with paperwork today, so I'll most likely be sat in office for at least half the day," she replied.
Resting her head against her pillow, she silently drifted off into a sleeping abyss of nothingness.
An hour and a half later Iain woke up. He considered not waking her up, telling himself that it will be a good thing If she doesn't go into work today, she's obviously ill, but then he realised it would only cause more trouble, and she wouldn't speak to him or they'd start a massive row, just like the last time. So with his mind made up he gently shook her. She groaned in her sleep. Planting a gentle kiss to her cheek he shook her again.
"Reets wake up, we have work, if you still want to go?" he asked hoping she'd give in to sleep and change her mind.
"Yes I still want to go, don't try that one, as tempting as lying her all day is," she replied sternly as she sat up.
"Ok, ok, my bad, I'm going to take a shower," Iain replied jumping up and grabbing his work clothes from the pile of neatly folded clothes on the chest of drawers.
When Iain stepped out of the bathroom, his hair wild, and smelling of aftershave Rita snorted.
"What?" he asked utterly confused.
"Your hair babe, and your collar," she replied as she darted past him to nick the bathroom.
"Oi, I haven't finished," he replied running a hand through his forgotten hair.
"Well you'll have to wait until I have," she replied grinning to herself as she turned the shower on.
He sighed before heading towards the kitchen to make coffee. It was 10 past 7, so Iain decided to watch part of the news, with a cup of coffee in hand.
A few minutes later Rita joined him on the sofa, sneaking a drink from his coffee when she didn't think that he was looking.
"Oi, thief, yours is on the counter," he replied grinning widely at her.
"Oh, thanks," replied Rita as she stood up to grab the coffee.
A few moments later:
"Hmm, I have a bad feeling about this week," replied Iain out of the middle of nowhere.
"You always have bad feelings, Iain, but I'm sure nothing bad will happen today, or any other day of the week in fact," replied Rita laughing as she sat back down next to him with her breakfast.
"No I don't, but yeah, I hope your right," replied Iain.
1 Hour Later: Holby ED
"Rita! Iain!" called Max as he flew across the reception towards them.
"Yeah Max?" asked Rita confused at his sudden outburst.
"You're both coming to the pub tonight right?" he asked obviously excited about something.
"Yeah, why?" asked Iain answering for his girlfriend.
"Because were doing truth or dare, never have I ever, and Seven Secrets," replied Max as Lofty and Bic Mac reached them.
Rita groaned in disgust, while Iain just laughed at the thought of ridiculous teenage, university games. But truth out, he was actually looking forward to it.
"What were you saying about a bad feeling about today?" asked Rita scowling.
Iain scoffed as he cracked up in laughter.
"I did warn you about coming in today," he replied before kissing her gently on the lips and waltzing out the room towards where Dixie was stood, thinking about the best questions to ask people later.
All day everyone had been discussing the games tonight, people laughing and teasing that they had the best most embarrassing questions to ask people.
Rita was with Zoe, going through their fourth set of paperwork when she got the dizziness again, quickly excusing herself and rushing for the bathrooms as she threw up once again.
"Rita are you ok?" asked Zoe as Rita came out the cubicle.
"Yeah I'm fine; just keep getting dizzy and these horrible cramps," replied Rita.
"And vomiting?" questioned Zoe worried for her friend.
"Yeah," Rita replied, before flashing a confused look as a wave of concern crossed Zoe's face.
"What?" Rita asked confused as to what her friend was going to say.
Authors Note: Hope You enjoyed it, new chapter up soon, post any suggestions or complaints in a review, thank you.