Currently going through a Sam/Dylan phase so bear with me! Casualty isn't mine etc...
'Good morning Dr Nicholls. Patient in cubicle 4 needs a look at his head.'
'Thanks Tess I'm on it.' Sam replied taking the patient file. 'Right Mr O'Donnell, let's see. Can you look straight ahead for me, and follow my finger. Good. No concussion then but by the looks of it, the cut will needs a few stitches.'
'Oh my goodness! Neil, what happened?' A woman of about 30 rushed into the cubicle and started fussing around.
'It's nothing, took a small tumble from the ladder.' Mr O'Donnell said, 'no need to fuss.'
'Yes, there is going to be no long term effects Mrs O'Donnell. Neil is going to be just fine.' Sam also reassured the woman.
'Oh thanks, but I'm not his wife. Just a partner.' The woman responded slightly nervously.
'Oh I'm sorry, I just assumed. I'll leave you two alone for a few minutes while I find someone to stitch up that cut.'
A short while later, Sam was sitting at the desk trying to update a patients notes when there was a lot of shouting coming from cubicles.
'How could you Niel! After all we've been through! You go and spend time with this bitch! I can't believe it.' Another woman, perhaps around 40 was yelling at Mr O'donnell and the other woman.