Chapter 1

Rita's body shivered as she walked back into the warm ED after taking a five minute break from the mad rush of her shift. It was middle of autumn and there was a cold breeze in the air. Her hands ran through her short hair as she tried to flatten down the strands that were sticking up all over the place. She walked through the entrance to the ED and passed Noel at reception. As she turned the corner to go to cubicles she bumped into a tall, handsome man dressed all in green.

"Rita! Just the person I was looking for," The man spook with a thick northern accent folding his arms.

"Really? How come?" Rita looked up at him smiling; raising an eyebrow.

"Well me and Dixie are having a few drinks after work, you know," Iain looked down at his shoes; taking a deep breath he looked back up at Rita. "In memory of Jeff."

Rita's smile dropped at the mention of his name. "I'll have to see, I'll let you know later," She nodded. "Can't believe it's been a year already! How's Dixie?" Rita's face full of concern.

"She's seems to be coping but it's going to be a difficult day."

"I bet. Just don't be too harsh on her today, okay?"

"You should be telling her that, not me!" Iain winked cheekily.

"Yeh that's true," Rita chuckled. "I best be getting back to work."

"Okay, see you later." Iain patted her on the shoulder which sent shivers all over her body; smiling to herself she made her way back to cubicles. Iain watched her as she walked away from him, admiring how her scrubs fitted her in all the right places. Smirking, he too made his way back to work.

Iain marched his way in to the ambulance station with a big, childish grin on his. Dixie popped her head from out of the back of one of the ambulances when she heard his footsteps. She looked at him, confused.

"What's got into you?" She asked, jumping out of the vehicle and followed Iain into the kitchen.

Iain picked up the coffee jar and turned around to face Dixie, "Coffee?"

"Yes please," she nodded, folding her arms. Iain turned back and spooned the coffee into two mugs. "But you haven't answered my question?"

"Two sugars?" He asked.

"Iain?!"

"Do you ever want something to happen really badly and you're so close yet so far." Iain eventually replied.

"What do you mean by that?" She questioned.

"There's this woman." Iain paused thinking about what he was going to say next.

Dixie just rolled her eyes, "I should've guessed. Go on."

"Well, I really like her and I'm pretty sure she likes me."

Dixie chuckled, "Ooh…someone's getting a bit big-headed."

"Oh shut up, you wanted to know!" Iain shook his head.

"Sorry." Dixie put her hands up in the air.

"Anyway," Iain paused. "How do I make the first move?"

"Iain Dean, Holby's answer to 'Casanova' is asking me on relationship advice?" Dixie joked.

"I want a relationship, not something that lasts five seconds. I really like her Dix." Iain's face started turning a shade of red.

"Ahw, is Iain in love?" Dixie teased him, poking his arm. "Who is this lucky lady?"

Iain was opened to say something but was interrupted by a small, blonde woman standing in the doorway. He cleared his throat and walked over to her.

"And what brings you here?" He winked causing Rita to blush.

"I just wanted to say that I'm free for those drinks later." She replied awkwardly.

"You know you could've texted me, right?" He laughed.

"Oh yeh." Rita's cheeks turned a deeper colour of red. Her eyes wandered over to Dixie who was sat at the table watching the pair. "Dixie, how are you feeling?"

"I've been better." Dixie smiled faintly.

"I'm always here you know that." Rita said softly, Dixie nodded appreciating the offer. Rita looked back up to Iain. "I'll see you later then."

Rita made her way out of the station and back up to the ED feeling very embarrassed. Iain looked back at Dixie who had a big grin spread across her face.

"Rita and Iain; Iain and Rita; Riain; It sort of works." Dixie chuckled.

"Oh shut up." Iain left Dixie in the kitchen but couldn't stop himself from smiling at how their names sounded together. Rita and Iain.