Just really needed to write some fluff to cheer myself up and hopefully cheer some of you up to. Hope it's ok! Enjoy! xx
"Convert to an open procedure..." Jac looked around the theatre with dissapointment in her eyes at all the confused faces, "I can't do this." She hurried out of Darwin theatre, ripping off her gloves and shooting Jonny a look as she passed.
"What the hell happened? That isn't like Jac, something must be wrong..." Mo whispered to Jonny as she assisted Mr Hanssen in completing the operation. Jonny replied with a look of deep concern
"Very." He turned round and ran his hand over his face and paced around near the door.
Jac emerged from the theatre and set her eyes on an empty side room, forceing the heel of her hand into her lower abdomen and trying to override the pain, she dashed into the room, taking a quick look around before entering and lowering herself back gently on to the crisp white bed sheets. She continued in holding both her hands over her stomach and exhaled slowly as she closed her eyes.
"Nurse Maconie would you please desist from your infernal fidgiting" Hanssen said calmly as he looked at the nurse out of the corner of his eye. Jonny stationed himself as much as his nerves would let him but he still found himself picking his finger nails and not really concentrating on what was happening in the operation. He was irritating Mo with his twitching and constant looking around him. She shot him an exasperated and irritated look and eventually he couldn't stand it any longer, they were not even half way through the procedure but he found his feet following his heart and making there way hurriedly back on to the busy ward, his ears ignoring the urgent, annoyed shouts from behind him.
She was still lay on the bed, tears were brimming in the corners of her sparkling eyes as she struggled to deal with not only the pain but the embarassment of the weakness she had just shown infront of the majority of her colleagues. She gasped for breath as she fought to cope with the pain and tried to force the ball of emotion back down her throat.
Jonny found himself breaking into a jog as he emerged into the bustleing ward of Darwin, he stopped at the nurses station a half shouted, not at anyone in particular
"have you seen Ms Naylor?" One of the few members of staff left on the ward, a nurse, shook her head in confusion and asked
"wh...well is she not in theatre with you?" Jonny half-heartedly shook his head and carried on on his search, leaving the nurse feeling mildly bewildered. It was only when he heard a small muffled cry from the side room that he managed to hunt her down, he poked his head slowly round the door to see her squeezed into a tight ball with her knees up to her chest and arms round her knees, facing away from the door.
"Jac...?" He spoke cautiously and stepped slowly closer to the bed. She closed her eyes tightly and forced quietly and through her teeth
"Get out Jonny." He froze there for a moment as he contemplated his next move, she sounded exhausted and almost...afraid? What was the best thing he could do for her right now without obeying her request of leaving? He decided to creep up behind her and kneel on the floor next to the hospital bed. He placed his hand gently on the bottom of her curved spine and felt as she tensed her back and flinched away painfully. Through fiercly gritted teeth she pulled herself up and away from him, sitting up slightly on the far side of the bed she sternly, and almost silently said
"don't." Just that one word made Jonny understand, he knew that like him she hated pity and the last thing she wanted was to be fussed over and for him to worry about her. He noticed again as she pushed her hands futher into the lower depths of her abdomen, trying desperately not to show any signs of pain. Carefully he placed his hand on top of hers and pushed gently as though he had the magical power to make the pain go away, her brain told her to move away but she didn't have the energy and she secretly knew that she wanted him...she needed him.
As the pain subdued she relaxed slightly and the nurse tried to find away to break the silence and take her mind away from whatever was going through her head. He stood up from where he was perched on the floor and placed his hand on her shoulder, squeezing it lightly. She watched him in confusion as he left the room and walked across the ward quickly. Trying to think about him...about what he was doing...about anything really other than what was wrong with her seemed harder than she had anticipated. It seemed that she was so utterly shattered from the events of the day, trying to hide her pain and embarassment, trying to avoid Jonny, she'd given up attempting to be strong. The scottish nurse soon returned with a cheeky grin on his face, which she couldn't help but smile at, and his hands hidden behind his back. He closed the side room door and revealed a blue tray containing a multitude of object, the first thing she noticed was a fluffy blue hot water bottle which she looked at sceptically, a steaming hot cup which by the smell she could tell contained coffee, a big cold bottle of water with misted sides and a box of pain killers from the meds cupboard. She picked up the box of tablets and quickly popped out two, swallowing them quickly before taking a sip of the water which made her teeth sting with the cold. She then took the boiling hot cup and wrapped her cold pale hands around the edges. Jonny smiled at her slighlty and placed the tray on the bed side table, he picked up the hot water bottle which he had borrowed from Mo as she kept it in her locker for the cold winter nights when she was oncall. He gave her a look which almost questioned her allowance, she sighed exhaustedly and shook her head defeatedly. He laughed slightly and sat down next to her, placing one arm on top of the hot water bottle against her tense, painful stomach and wrapped his other arm around her back. Unwillingly she let herself fall into his embrace and before long he felt her relax into a sleep and had to carefully take the half full mug out of her limp hands to stop it spilling. He could hear the rest of the ward staff coming out of theatre noisly but decided he'd wait until later to try to explain, eventually he too was sleeping lightly with his head against Jac's soft red hair.
