(Iain's POV)
I look around me and all I can see is dust, rubble. Gun powder being fired left right and centre I'm back here. Afghanistan. I'm not sure whether or not I have the strength to go on. I think about Sam, I wince a little as her departure is still too painful. I can't believe she would just go like that without saying another word. I thought we understood each other. I thought we trusted each other, but how could she just go get up and leave without saying goodbye. I heard she's gone back to Holby I don't know how much of that is true. Because if I remember rightly that's where her husband Dylan is. Why would she go back to him, she's even said it herself that he gives his dog more attention. It wasn't her fault that she shot that man, she only did what was right, acting on her instincts. I know these things happen because well its war, the situations are different to reality. I wish I could hear her voice just one last time, just see her one last time. And that's when I make a mental note that this is my last tour. I'm going to leave and I'm going to go home to Sam.
(Sam's POV)
Well here I am, I'm stood outside Holby City ED having left the battle grounds of Afghanistan just a couple of hours ago. I'm supposed to start in the next couple of days but I'm slowly going out of my mind with boredom. I wonder if Mr Jordan would mind me starting a couple of days early then I'm supposed to. I know Accident and Emergency will never bring as many horrific injuries that I have witnessed in Afghanistan but at least it will be different, a change. As I make my way into the ED. I look around taking in the surroundings that could well be my new work place from today if Mr Jordan allows me to start early. I walk over to reception and see a guy behind the desk. He looks at me maybe once or twice. 'Can I help you miss?' he asks. 'Yes I was hoping to see Mr Jordan' I reply sternly, 'and what's your name?' he asks me. 'Maj- Doctor Sam Nicholls' I reply. I've got to get to used to not saying Major Nicholls any longer. 'No sorry miss, Mr Jordan doesn't seem to that name down on his appointments.' The guy replies. 'Well he should because he's offered me a job' I reply, that bit was a lie. He hadn't actually offered me a job. I had applied, I needed something to rely on now that I had withdraw from the army. I watch as he rings to confirm whether or not I was telling the truth and sure enough he placed the phone down.
'Mr Jordan has confirmed that he knows about you, and you're supposed to be starting in a couple of days, but if you would like start now that's fine. He also said that there's a fresh pair of scrubs and your name badge is waiting for you in his office. If you would like to go up there. He will see you now' the guy said and I nodded. 'Sorry I didn't catch your name' I tell him. 'Noel.' He replied. 'Well Noel its been nice to meet you' I tell him before I head off in the direction that he had pointed me in, it took a while but I soon found Mr Jordan's office. Couldn't exactly miss the big sign outside the door that declared this office belongs to a Nick Jordan. I find myself thinking about Iain, I know I shouldn't have left without saying goodbye. But I just had to get out of there, to clear my thoughts, being around guns being fired every left right and centre. I hoped he could forgive me. I don't know how long I was lost in thought but I was soon snapped out of it when the door to the office opened and it revealed Mr Jordan. He invited me in and so I did. He closed the door behind me and offered me to take a seat. I can tell I'm going to settle in here okay.