Just a little idea that the trailer for next week's episode gave me. I prefer to write nicer Connie but this was a nice change :) Enjoy and please review! -Sophie x

"All this happened on your watch Connie!" Charlie had shouted, running his hands though his hair. The two were stood in Connie's office during the aftermath of the collision. Connie was stood against the wall with her head back and arms folded, breathing slowly whilst Charlie stood in front of her desk.

"I know but Ash was driving! This is hardly my fault is it?" she said incredulously, straightening herself and staring at Charlie with her piercing eyes. He looked down, arms still folded. Connie suddenly realised what he was thinking.

"Surely you don't think it's my fault?" the doctor said in disbelief. Still, her colleague said nothing.

"Oh come on Charlie!"

"Look" he finally looked up, "I'm not looking for someone to blame, I'm just saying if you hadn't have suggested this trip out, this would nver have happened!"

"For god's sake, I'm only trying to improve the ED! Make it a better place to work? To be treated? Is that so bad?"

"No but-"

"Do you not want better equipment?"

"Yes! But-"

"Do you not want a better survival rate?"

"Yes! But-"

"Then let me do my job!" She finished angrily, her voice raised.

"I KNOW IT'S YOUR JOB CONNIE BUT IF IT WASN'T FOR YOUR STUPID OUTING TO A FAILING ED, NOT EVEN IN THIS COUNTY, ETHAN WOULDN'T BE LYING IN RESUS FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE!" Charlie shouted, his face red with fury that had finally boiled over, and his hands clenched at his sides.

Connie was stunned into silence for the first time in her life. She stared at him with a fuelling hatred, she could feel it bubbling up inside her as she stepped forward towards him.

"Get out." She hissed, glaring straight at him.

"Happily." He spat back and he turned to walk away.

"AND DON'T COME BACK!" The clinical lead screamed after him. Her colleague replied by slamming the door as hard as he could, much to the confusion of the other doctors and nurses outside.

Connie sunk back into her chair, trying to slow her breathing down. The doctor had told her all this stress was bad for her health, but to Connie, her job and reputation came first. Besides, having medical problems made her seem weak. They didn't call her "the ice queen" for nothing.

However, a small part of her, deep inside, knew where Charlie was coming from. The idea was a little ambitious, even for her, driving all the way to Wiltshire just to visit an ED. She had been the one to tell Ash to speed up, and that they wouldn't have enough time otherwise. She was the one to tell Ethan to stop looking at the map for a minute and to wind the window down for Lily who was feeling nauseous. It was all her her her.

"NO!" she said sharply, hitting her hand on her desk. "None of this was your fault at all. It was whoever crashed into us. Stop being so stupid."

All of a sudden there was a knock at the door.

"Come in." she called. The door opened and Tess popped her head around the door frame. She was now wearing her normal clothes as her work uniform had been ripped during the crash.

"I came to give you an update on Ethan. I'm afraid we lost his pulse 15 minutes ago, and there's been no output since. I'm sorry but we had to let him go." She said quietly.

For the second time today, she was lost for words. Once she came to her senses, she realised Tess had tears running down her face.

"I feel so responsible, I mean, I could have helped him, even saved him. But I let him die. He was right next to me and I watched him go. Oh god." She sobbed, leaning face first against the door frame. "What have I done?"

Connie didn't know what to do. She didn't deal with emotional things very well. Slowly, she rose from her chair and walked over to where the woman was stood crying. She hesitantly put her arms around her tiny frame, and held her close like she did with her daughter. Tess leant into her and howled, clutching at her top with her small hands. Connie made soothing noises and rubbed her back slowly.

"He's never coming back." Tess sobbed, and the reality of just what Connie had inadvertently caused, hit her like a train.

Dr Ethan Hardy was dead, and it was all her fault, no matter what she told herself.

Her eyes welled with tears and she too started to cry, ever so quietly.

The ice queen had melted.