So how amazing do the next few episodes look? And aww, how cute was Ethan asking Noel's permission to take Honey on a date...finally!

So this story is going to take some parts of what we've seen in the preview, but I'm going to 'make it my own' (as Louis Walsh likes to say), which, to you and me means it's going to be about Ethan and Cal.

I am not a doctor, or anything vaguely medical so if I get anything wrong then I'm sorry.

Warning: You may not like me by the end of the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone that you recognise - you should know that by now.

If Only...

Why would his ears not stop ringing? Dr Ethan Hardy thought as he pulled himself up off the floor. He was covered in dust and debris. He shook himself in order to clear his his clothes, and hopefully his ears too. Where was he? Will someone please turn off the infuriating ringing!

He glanced round noticing flowers, tablecloths flung around. Ah yes, a wedding. Zoe and Max's wedding. They were just having their first dance...he had heard some raised voices, he had turned round to make sure that Cal wasn't upsetting anyone...someone had shouted something about a fire...explosion. Suddenly, memories of what happened not more than ten minutes ago flowed into Ethan. An explosion had torn through the wedding reception.

By now he was on his feet anxiously looking round for people that he recognised. Where was his brother? He had seen Cal making his way towards the bar...he swung round shocked to see that the bar had all but disappeared. So where was his brother? "Cal," he tried to shout, but his voice died as he breathed in some more dust. He coughed quite violently as he moved a table out of his way in his quest to find his brother. Then he remembered..."Honey!" His voice was stronger now. His new girlfriend was also no-where to be seen. She had left him to find the ladies toilet...why couldn't he find anyone?

"Ethan! Ethan! Can you help me?" He whirled round towards the voice to find a stricken Max dashing towards him.

"Max, what happened? Where is everyone?"

Max shook his head forcefully, "I...I don't know. I can't find Robyn or Zoe... I can't find my wife!"

"I haven't seen Cal or Honey. I need to know where they are - I need to know that they're safe!" Ethan could feel desperation flowing through him as he carried on scanning the room.

"Ethan! Thank god I've found you," Lofty dashed towards his two friends, "I need your help - now! I've got Zoe and Charlie..."

He didn't have to finish as both young men followed the curly haired nurse, "Looks like Zoe was blown into the water - Charlie rescued her. Charlie seems ok but Zoe is unconscious..." Lofty explained breathlessly.

They soon came across the stricken doctor, "Zoe!" Max yelled as he fell to his knees beside his new wife. Ethan took a couple of seconds to assess Charlie as he to dropped to his knees. Charlie nodded to him, which gave Ethan permission to leave him and see to Zoe, "Ok, Lofty, you assess Charlie..." he smiled slightly as he realised that Charlie was already wearing Lofty's coat.

Ethan set about assessing the bride, while her groom silently gripped her hand, obviously hoping to send whatever strength he had in him through to her, "I'm assuming that the emergency services have been called," Ethan commented.

"I've called them," Lofty told him, "Five minutes out."

"Wow, Lofty, thank goodness you're here," Ethan told him, happy to see a smile on the nurse's face.

As if on cue, they heard the sirens, "Sounds like a whole fleet..." Ethan tried to lighten the mood.

"Ethan, how's Zoe," Max asked, desperate for news.

"Can't be certain of anything until she's in the hospital where we can do tests but it's all looking positive," he told the worried groom, "Charlie did a great job at getting Zoe out very quickly..."

Max looked towards the nurse, "I don't know how to thank you Charlie..."

"You don't need to - I'd have done it for anyone."

"Erm, I don't suppose anyone has seen Cal or Honey?" Ethan asked hopefully. But that hope was dashed when everyone shook their heads.

"Emergency services are here now, so they'll get everyone out Ethan," Charlie answered. Ethan nodded, then smiled slightly as the paramedices arrived.

Fifteen minutes later, Ethan arrived at the ED with Zoe and Max in tow. Charlie and Lofty were following close behind. Ethan hadn't wanted to go in the ambulance but he had been persuaded to go because he was Zoe's attending doctor plus they were short staffed in the ED due to most of the doctors being at the wedding. He had reluctantly agreed after leaving strict instructions that he was to be phoned as soon as anyone had found his brother and his girlfriend.

Zoe was wheeled into Resus 1, where he once again assessed her condition and made some notes. Luckily Zoe had started to regain consciousness as she travelled in the ambulance, "How are you doing?" Ethan asked gently.

"Feel like I've got the hangover from hell, but without the fun part," she told him as her eyes searched for her husband, who had not left her side.

"Right, well, I'm going to send you for a CT and a MRI - can't be to careful."

"How's everyone?" Zoe asked quietly.

"Well, Charlie is fine, if a little soggy," Ethan tried to lighten the mood slightly, "Lofty is fine, in fact he's better than fine, he's been organising everyone, but, erm, I don't know about..."

"Cal? Dylan? Connie?"

" I don't know Zoe - but I'm sure we'll find something out soon - ah here we go - let's get you to CT," he smiled kindly at one of his bosses.

"Thank you Ethan," Zoe said as she was wheeled away. Max patted his back as he passed him to show him his appreciation.

Suddenly - silence. Ethan immediately felt very lonely. He checked his phone to see if there had been any messages - nothing. Without warning, his breathing began to change. It became slightly more erratic. Why wasn't he hearing anything?

Then a thought struck him, he hadn't tried phoning his brother. How stupid was he? Immediately he punched the buttons to connect to Cal. It went to voicemail, "Cal, it's me," he breathed, "I'm alright but I need to know that you are. Please call me as soon as you get this...I just need to know big brother."

When he finished that message, he tried Honey's phone. Same again, voicemail, "Honey, it's Ethan. I'm at the hospital - I'm alright but I had to look after Zoe - please ring me when you get this - please let me know that you're alright."

He placed the phone back in his pocket and slowly made his way out of Resus 1.

"Dr Hardy," he heard his name. He looked to see Jacob, the new nurse, looking at him with concern, "Why don't you go and get a coffee and have a rest in the staff room. Dr Hanna is in CT and we don't have any more casualitites at the moment, although they will arrive soon. Take some time, you look beat."

Ethan nodded his appreciation, "Yes, thanks, I think I will," he said as he made his way to the staff room.

He went to push the staff room door open, when it was wrenched from his grasp. In his shock, he very nearly fell through the open door, right into the arms of an extrememly irrate Lofty, "Ethan! Thank god. Something's wrong with Charlie..."

Ethan glanced around the stricken young nurse to catch a glimpse of the older nurse. He noticed that Charlie was extrememly pale and there was a thin sheen of perspiration on his face. He crouched down in front of the older man, and became aware of lines of pain around his eyes, "Charlie, where does it hurt?"

Charlie looked right at the young doctor, "Chest," he gasped out, "Arm..."

Ethan nodded, "Lofty, please get me a chair as quickly as possible..."

Lofty dashed out to find a wheelchair as Ethan continued to monitor the older man, "Do you have any tablets or a spray?"

"I have my GTN spray in my jacket pocket," Charlie told him as he tried to reach his jacket. Ethan put out his hands to stop Charlie moving around. He quickly located the jacket and found the spray. He gave it to the nurse, who sprayed it into his mouth. Suddenly Lofty, closely followed by a dusty looking Connie barrelled into the staff room, "Well Charlie, not just content with being a hero, you have to play a wounded one too," Connie smiled gently.

Had Charlie been his usual self he would've laughed at her comment. He did try to smile, but it turned into a grimace.

"Mrs Beauchamp, are you alright?" Ethan asked, happy to see someone else that he knew.

"Well I'm here aren't I?" She shot back at the young doctor.

"Yes, but that doesn't tell me much - we are in a hospital," Ethan heard Lofty snigger. Connie was about to say something scathing but decided against it - besides the young doctor did have a point.

"What can you tell me Dr Hardy?" Business like once more.

"Dr Hanna is up in CT, but all the signs are good. Was about to have a coffee when Lofty told me about Charlie. Chest pains, slight shortness of breath, pains in his left arm...just had a blast of his GTN spray - made it any better Charlie?"

The nurse began to shake his head, but it suddenly dropped towards his chest, "Ok let's get him to Resus 1. The spray doesn't seem to have had any affect this time. Let's get him on a monitor and see what we are dealing with..." Connie barked out as the four of them set off for Resus.

Ten long minutes passed in Resus 1, but Charlie was not making any headway. Ethan and Connie were both at a loss. They had tried everything that they knew, but now it was down to Charlie - all they could do was monitor him. Ethan noticed Lofty standing to one side, his hand to his mouth as if trying to stop himself from shouting out. The young doctor stepped towards him, "I know it's scary Lofty, but this is Charlie, he's strong..."

"He's had so much lately, what if he decides that he doesn't want to be strong any more?" Lofty cried.

"Well, then, there's nothing else we can do..." Ethan told him sadly.

A tear fell down Lofty's face as he strode towards his mentor...his hero.

"Why did you have to be a hero?" he questioned the older nurse, who's eyes were still closed. He leaned forward and kissed him gently on the forehead. He wiped the tears from his face and turned to leave.

As Lofty walked through the doors, he became aware of a flurry of activity. He looked up and noticed Cal striding though with Noel and Big Mac. Lofty let out a sigh of relief at seeing his friends walking, seemingly alright. He noticed Cal looking into Resus 1 - relief evident on the young doctor's face at seeing his brother at work. Lofty was about to open the doors to tell Ethan that Cal was there, when the older brother caught his arm and shook his head. Before Lofty could ask why he didn't want him to call his brother, Cal inclined his head towards the stretcher that they were bringing in. Lofty glanced and could see straight away that the person on the stretcher had a very small chance of survival. He caught Noel's eyes - eyes that held hope but also recognition that it was a very slim hope that the person on the stretcher would pull through...that his daughter would pull through.

Well there's chapter 1. It will probably be three chapters long. Next chapter will be from Cal's point of view, so I hope you want to read it. Also for the purpose of this story they are going to have two separate Resus rooms 1 and 2 - you'll see why as we progress.