Hello! I started writing this a while ago and thought it was time I posted it. It's looking to be quite long but I have written quite far in advance. I hope you like it! Please read and review, thank you! x
Chapter One:
It had been another hectic day in the ED. Since starting her shift more than seven hours ago, Zoe had barely found a chance to sit down. Between several RTCs and a drunk group of students the consultant was beginning to flag. The long and hectic days weren't as easy for her as they once were. So when her husband had tugged on her hand an insisted they take a lunch break together, Zoe more than readily agreed.
"Could you not have brought us something more interesting for lunch than a cheese sandwich?" Zoe asked, wafting the packaging under Max's nose. He just shrugged his shoulders, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"It's three in the afternoon Zo, I didn't have much of a choice" He replied through a mouthful of cheese, his legs swinging as they perched on a wall outside the hospital entrance. "You should take breaks at normal times" Max added with a laugh.
"This is true" Zoe admitted, throwing the rest of her lunch into the nearest bin. The bread didn't taste right. Then again, it had come from the hospital shop so that was nothing out of the ordinary.
"It is national dress up day?" Max asked, nodding his head towards a group of toddlers dressed in electric blue graduation gowns and hats, complete with yellow tassels.
"It's the nursery graduation" Zoe pointed out, pointing towards a large banner which read 'Class of 2015',
"Nursery graduation?!" The porter exclaimed. "How ridiculous" He added with a mutter. Zoe just shrugged. No matter how hard she tried the consultant just couldn't tear her eyes away from the scene in front of her. Yes, a nursery graduation was madness but it was cute. She couldn't help the small tug in her heart that wished she and Max could attend something like that. Unfortunately, it was more than unlikely. Zoe had found out she was infertile many years ago and thought she had dealt with it. However, falling in love and marrying Max had made the desire for their own family just that little bit stronger.
"You alright?" Max asked gently, noticing Zoe's frown. Her eyes were still fixated on the scene unfolding in front of her, a sad smile gracing her lips. She nodded weakly. Max slipped a hand into hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze. She gratefully reciprocated. "You're enough" Max reminded her softly, placing butterfly kisses along her hairline. Zoe managed a weak smile. He'd told her that the day he had proposed. He said it didn't matter that they couldn't have a family because she was more than enough. He liked to remind her every now and again and it still made her heart flutter in her chest. The pair sat in a companionable silence for a while, just enjoying the solace of the other's company during a hectic day.
"My break was over a long time ago" Zoe announced after a while. Her head was resting on Max's shoulder and his head upon hers.
"Mine too" The porter admitted, quickly hopping off the wall they were sat on and to his feet. He held his hand out to her which she gratefully received and shimmied off the wall herself, careful of her dress.
"Come and find me when you finish?" Zoe asked. Max nodded. Despite only being married a few months they had fallen into a comfortable and settled routine. Max would head to Zoe's office after his shift and keep her company until her paperwork was up together. Then they would head home for dinner and a quiet life. Whilst it wasn't exciting, they were settled and they were happy.
"Love you" Max told her gently, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. Zoe smiled, watching as he walked back into the ED and towards his 'office'. Their relationship was less than conventional and they had their fair share of troubles but Zoe couldn't help but remind herself that she was very lucky. With the smile returned to her lips, Zoe walked back into work feeling refreshed and ready to take on whatever the afternoon had to throw at her.
