Chapter 1:
7am and Cal woke to the sound of his alarm. Groggy fron the previous night out he reluctantly turns it off and makes his way down to the kitchen where Ethan is. The sight and smell of food was making his stomach turn but he grit his teeth and walked in.
Finally you're up!" says Ethan. "Do you feel okay Cal you look really pale?" concern starting to fill his little brothers voice.
"Im fine Ethan. Im hungover thats all" Cal responds.
After breakfast the pair make their way to work to start the day. Getting into his scrubs Cal prays that today is either quick or quiet (whoch was highly unlikely to happen) but one can wish i guess. Throughout the whole day his head pounding, stomach aching and hands shaking he knew sonething was not right. But Cal being who he is he didnt want to worry Ethan.
"Thank god" he thought to himself as he saw just 3p minutes left of the shift till he can go home and go to bed. Getting through the last half hour was torture. It seemed to go slower than the rest of the day did. Finally the end of the day came and as he went into the staff room to change out of his scrubs a wave of nausea and dizziness came over him. PropPing hinself up with the help of the table Cal called Charlie through. Not liking to admit he was ill but Cal knew something was really wrong here.
"Whats up Cal?" Charlie asked as he walked into the staff room.
Taking one look at Cal was enough. Pale,sweaty and barely standing was all Charlie needed to know he was sick.
"Charlie, something isnt right here" Cal said sounding scared.
With no time to react Cal suddenly fell to the floor and began convulsing and vomiting. Turning him onto his side as not to choke Charlie calls Max over to help.
"Get a bed now!" Charlie bellows and Max runs off for a spare bed.
Back in no time the two men lift Caleb onto the bed and begin to rush through to Resus.