This is my first Holby fanfiction and my first time posting any fanfiction. I would love to see what you think.

Serena stood in line for coffee with Mary-Claire and Mo.

'God I hate nightshifts.' Mo grumbled.

'I hope it's a quiet one.' Mary-Claire said.

'A quiet nightshift is the worst!' Mo said shaking her head. 'The night drags on forever.'

Serena nodded in agreement. 'And for once I don't even have any paperwork to do.' She said miserably.

'The drawbacks of being uber efficient.' Mo grinned at her.

Serena sighed. 'With any luck I'll get to spend the night in surgery.' She said hopefully.

Mary-Claire looked at them both with disdain. 'You're mad the pair of you! And if AAU is a mad house tonight I'm blaming you both for jinxing it.'

Mo laughed as Mary-Claire paid for her coffee and Serena stepped up to order next. Mary-Claire picked up a glossy magazine from a nearby rack and handed it to Serena.

'Here, sit back and relax for once!' she told the sceptical looking consultant.

Serena took the magazine, glanced derisively at the cover and left the magazine aside. 'I doubt things will get that bad.' She said dryly.

'Hey they can be very informative.' Mary-Claire said. 'How else can you keep up with what Pippa Middleton's been having for breakfast this week.' She grinned. 'Or what about '25 Ways to Drive Your Man Wild'? I'm sure we could all do with those tips!'

'Speak for yourself.' Serena said airily. She paid for her coffee and Mo ordered hers.

'Oh really?' Mary-Claire asked with a raised eyebrow. 'And who have you been driving wild lately?' she asked cheekily. 'Got any pointers you'd like to share?' she threw Mo, who was slightly startled at Mary-Claire's boldness, a wink.

'Oh I'm sure you don't need any tips from me.' Serena said with a lazy smile.

'Well I could do with all the help I can get!' Mo said paying for her coffee. 'I need to get a bloke first in order to even have a chance of driving one wild!'

'Bit of a dry spell?' Mary-Claire asked sympathetically.

'More of a drought.' Mo replied.

Mary-Claire winced. 'Take advantage of a quiet night then and get your flirt on! There's bound to be at least one fit bloke hanging around Darwin!'

'Would you believe it's a testosterone free zone on Darwin tonight – not one man, fit or otherwise, rostered on shift! It's all sisters doing it for themselves tonight.'

'Ouch.' Mary-Claire winced again. 'That shouldn't be allowed. It should be in the rules that there has to be at least one hottie on shift at all times.'

'Agreed.' Mo nodded seriously. 'Can you do anything about that?' she asked Serena.

'I'll look into it.' Serena said solemnly. 'Who's on AAU tonight?'

'Harry.' Mary-Claire replied cheerfully. 'Thank god! It was supposed to be Mr Griffin but they swapped, otherwise AAU would be a hottie free zone too – aside from myself of course!' she fluttered her eyelashes.

Serena raised an eyebrow.

'Mr Griffin's not bad…' Mo mused aloud and then caught the look on Mary-Claire's face. 'For his age.' She added quickly.

Mary-Claire still looked askance and Serena looked curiously amused.

'He does have a certain… something… Don't you think?' Mo looked at Serena.

Mary-Claire turned curiously to Serena.

'He definitely has "something" alright.' Serena said with a slight smirk.

Mary-Claire opened her mouth but before she could speak Henrik Hanssen appeared looking surprisingly jovial.

'Good evening.' He said, nodding at them. 'All set for the night?'

'Yes, just a quick refuel before we get going.' Serena said indicating the coffee in her hand.

Hanssen smiled. 'Good good. Have a good night.' He said and walked off towards the lift.

'Someone's in a good mood.' Mo observed.

'He's even creepier when he's happy.' Mary-Claire said.

'That's a little harsh.' Serena said. Although she also found Hanssen's cheerfulness slightly unnerving.

'Well there you are,' Mary-Claire said to Mo, 'Your testosterone free zone problem sorted – just make up an excuse for a GS consult and give Hanssen a call!' she laughed wickedly.

Mo gave her a withering look.

'Can you imagine trying to flirt with Hanssen?' Mary-Claire continued. 'It'd be like chatting up a piece of granite!'

Mo laughed.

'Actually he's quite amusing when he wants to be.' Serena said.

'Really?' Mary-Claire looked sceptical. 'Is that in a sarcastic-at-someone's-expense kinda amusing?' she asked.

Serena wriggled her eyebrows. More often than not it was that kind of amusing but she quite liked that.

'I have heard him be funny.' Mo admitted. 'I still can't picture him flirting though.' She made a face.

'I wouldn't be surprised if he's never… you know.' Mary-Claire said in a hushed conspiratorial tone. 'I know there were rumours about him and Sahira Shah but she'd a husband AND Greg Douglas to choose from – why would she go for the Grim Reaper? I'd want more than just a promotion for getting jiggy with HIM! And anyway I'd say he's far too repressed to get up to anything.'

Mo burst into laughter. Serena looked mildly amused but said nothing.

'You could always give it a shot though Mo.' Mary-Claire said with a grin. 'Prove if he really is a red-blooded male or not!'

'Oh I think that might beyond my rusty skills!' Mo laughed.

Mary-Claire glanced slyly at Serena. 'What about you Ms Campbell? Seeing as you don't need any tips on driving men wild… Maybe you're the one up to the task of awakening Mr Hanssen's passions?'

Serena quirked an eyebrow. 'Only if it's an extremely slow night.' She said in a bored tone.

Mary-Claire giggled. 'God I hope it is so! Tell you what; if you get Horrid Henrik all hot and bothered by the end of shift I'll buy your coffees for a month!'

'If you even attempt to flirt with Hanssen I'll buy you a pastry of your choice for a month!' Mo laughed.

'She'd flirt with the pope, there's no challenge in that!' said Mary-Claire shaking her head at Mo. 'No, it's no good unless he responds.'

Serena wasn't quite sure whether to be offended at that or not. 'And what exactly constitutes "hot and bothered"?' she asked.

'I'm sure you know very well.' Mary-Claire said with a raised eyebrow. 'But for the purposes of this… project, there must be at least one instance – to be witnessed by myself or Ms Effanga, in which Mr Hanssen is aware that you are flirting with him and clearly either wants to jump your bones rather than run away.' Mary-Clai Claire gave a smug look. 'My money would be on him running away.'

Serena shook her head. 'It's all far too subjective. How do we know for certain whether he wants to "jump my bones" as you so charmingly put it? It's not like the man habitually wears his heart on his sleeve is it? And who has the final judgement?'

'Alright then, let's say you have to snog him by the end of shift – that's pretty black and white!' Mary-Claire said, crossing her arms and giving Serena a challenging look.

'I am NOT snogging him!' Serena said.

'I'll be the judge then.' Mo said. 'Even though it has been a while since I myself got a bloke hot and bothered I am pretty sure I can still read the signs!'

'Right.' Said Mary-Claire reaching out her hand towards Serena. 'Challenge accepted?'

Serena hesitated. This was childish and unprofessional.

'It depends on whether I'm busy or not on Keller.' She said.

Mary-Claire sighed.