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Chantelle got up from bed. It was another new shift, being a replacement paramedic was sometimes hard work. She had hoped one day to find somewhere more permenant. Holby seemed to be working out ok. She had been working at this station for almost 3 weeks now.

Her new boss was called Dixie, a kind loving woman. Jeff was another man completely. A complete idiot at most times, but she liked it. He would never fail in putting a smile on someone's face.

Looking next to her, the bed was empty. It had been the first time in a while, all she wanted was someone to hold her, tell her everything would be ok. After growing up in care, her real parents died when she was little.

Everything seemed very pity and ridiculous at times. David was always one to come back, they had another argument last night. That ended in him walking out, after he had hit her that was. The bruise on her stomach was slowly becoming more visible. She brushed her concerns aside, jumped out of bed and continued getting ready.

"Jeff I'm too sleepy" Dixie moaned, resting her head on yet more paperwork from the last crew.

"That was your fault for going to bed late then wasn't it" Jeff rubbed her back soothingly, he was glad they didn't have long on their shift, he didn't think Dixie would be able to cope much longer.

"I had to finish the rota's" she yawned getting up.

"I know princess... I know" Jeff pulled her hand to his lips and kissed it tenderly.

"I'm gonna need to put that hand in bleach now" Dixie complained, standing up moving past Jeff towards the sink in her office.

"Oi" Jeff realised what she said and pouted at her. He smiled as she washed her hands for an unnessecarilly long time.

Both of them jumped when Dixie's office door started to knock,

"Come in" Dixie called, turning off the tap and drying her hands. The door opened, and in came Chantelle who smiled at them both.

"Hey. Jeff here's your tenner for last night" She handed him a ten pound note,

"Cheers Princess. You alright?" Jeff looked at her carefully. Noticing she was looking more withdrawn than usual.

"Fine" she put on a fake smile before walking out Dixie's office.

Dixie stood next to Jeff, both of them watching Chantelle through the office blinds. Her ash blonde hair was perfectly straightened, she was a very pretty woman. Dixie had also noted she was the youngest replacement Paramedic she had. At just 23 years old.

"How long is she here for?" Jeff put his hand on his hips, Chantelle had been with them for a while now, when she was only Suposed to be temporary, he was wondering how much longer she was working with them for.

"Supposed to be for the week. I'm considering keeping her on though" Dixie smiled weakly, continuing to watch Chantelle.

"Why?"

"Don't know. Something is just telling me that I should keep her on. Let's face it, Dom is never going to come back. It's keeping her, or getting someone else anyway?"

"What are you thinking then?" Jeff scratched his nose, he could see Dixie was in deep thought.

"Have no idea mate, something just doesn't seem right" Dixie continued to stare out the window of her office, she could clearly see Chantelle putting her bag in her locker. She was sure she spotted her holding her side, scrunching up her face in obvious pain.

Chantelle rested her head on the lockers, closing her eyes, trying to remember all the details from the previous evening. She didn't remember much, just David coming home, it was ok for a while, before he got angry again anyway. That started a row between them, ending in her being hit again. He promised her, that he would change. Said that he loved her, promised never to lay a finger on her again. That promise didn't even last a day.

"Sweetheart, we're going to make some coffee. Do you want some?" Dixie came out of her office, her and Jeff were going to the Rec room for their caffeine fix.

"Umm... Yeah thanks" Chantelle nodded, feeling a sudden warmth inside of her. Closing the locker door, she followed Jeff and Dixie to the Rec room.