Sahira looked over the Holby car park, tears streaming down her face. Most of her colleagues were in the bar enjoying a drink, including Greg. Greg. It was his past that had reminded her of her own. She'd faced her past though, and had had a therapist to get over it. She normally could forget it, but today, her memories were clearer than ever. Remembering the fear that had shook her.
Suddenly, Hanseen appeared behind her. "Ms. Shah?" he asked. She hurriedly wiped away her tears, whilst pretending to be distracted by an ambulance driving in. "Hmm, what?" she said.
"Everything all right?".
"I'm fine, why shouldn't I be? But actually, can I talk to you?".
"Go ahead,".
"No somewhere private...", she whispered as a group of nurses passed.
"Follow me...".
He showed her into his office, and gestured for her to sit down. "So, what can I do for you Ms. Shah?".
"It's about my secret, Henrik, I wanted to make sure you hadn't told anyo...". His face darkened, as he sat down opposite her. "I can assure you, I haven't told anyone,".
"I know!" she snapped. He stared at her. "Sorry, I just wanted to know, that you won't EVER tell anyone. I haven't even told my husband...".
"I promise not to. You have to remember though, it wasn't your fault. It was his,". Hanseen sighed. He knew Sahira blamed herself, for what had happened all those years ago. It was also why she sometimes struggled with emotional cases, eventhough she coped with it extraordinarily well. "Your secret's safe," he assured her. But, her secret wasn't as safe as she had hoped. There was someone listening outside the door, someone who was meant to be in the bar - Greg.
Greg had gone to see if Dan wanted a drink, and on his way back had saw Sahira, going into Hanseen's office. He was intrigued, and had listened to their conservation. He wondered what the secret could be. Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching the door. Greg scurried away, before being caught.