Ok, my second fic... yay! More ramble for you lovelies!

This is an idea I had on how I think the Janny situation might pan out, etc. At the moment this doesn't include the baby though...

It is set around the time when Jac slapped him and they split up but apart from that has very little relation to the actual story. It is hard to really tell where it is going from this chapter, but I needed to set the scene a little bit so that is why. Hopefully I will have the next chapter up tonight as well!

I have tried to remove as many errors as I can, so sorry if some remain!

A bleak, misty, cold morning in Holby. And to make things worse, it was a Monday. And Monday early shifts were always the worst. Especially when a week of late and early shifts faced a poor soul. Mo was sat at the nurse's station; looking for some way to amuse herself for the work that faced her for the day was simply not going to provide any form of entertainment. She needed some new gossip, or some old gossip she didn't yet know the full story about; either would suit in this very moment, she was so bored she didn't even care.

A slow padding of feet approached the nurse's station from behind her; Mo spun around in her chair in the hope that this person may be able to provide some form of amusement. Much to her disgust, it was Jonny who was approaching her, rubbing his eyes and running his fingers through his hair. Before he met Jac and she changed the way that he was, she would have been thrilled that her best-mate was on hand, on hand to be her partner in crime and constantly make her laugh. But now, since the ice-queen had broken his heart he had changed; as hard as he tried his best to keep up appearances and not let Jac see how much she had destroyed him with her actions, he seemed to spend more time trying to avoid her and her icy attacks during the day and drinking his evenings away until he could no longer remember what had happened in the hours before, than he did being his usual self. He seemed to think his life was better if he did this; drink away his sorrows and forget his misery. He looked up at Mo who was sat there with a look of disgust and a frown on her face.

"Please Mo. I don't want another argument with you. You're my oldest friend, my best friend, your all I have left and I don't want to fall out with you anymore than we have. I just want us back to how we used to be." Jonny was zoned-out. He was distant and sleepy, he was quite clearly hung over yet again and it appeared he hadn't shaved properly in days. His breath stunk and it scared Mo to see her best friend in this state over a woman; a woman who clearly had no heart. Otherwise she wouldn't have done this to him. She was ripping him in two and Mo had decided she had had enough.

Grabbing his scrub top forcefully, and almost pulling him on top of her while he was in his daze, she dragged him towards the staffroom, a room she knew had a lock and coffee and a table and biscuits; all the things she hoped that she could use to pull him round, to help her friend and put him back on the straight and narrow. Checking the staffroom and finding two nurses sitting at the table, Mo was abrupt in telling them to 'Get out and get on with some work! The last time she checked shift breaks didn't last for 40 minutes. They had had their allotted 30 and they only started work an hour before!' She scared herself with her harshness, but maybe she thought that maybe this would help him to get the impression he needed to change; that his actions were causing her pain too. When the nurses had vacated the area, giving Jonny a quick shove into the staffroom Mo followed the wreck who was stumbling over his own feet trying to regain his balance. She slammed the door as hard as she could, to prove the largest point she could, making Jonny jump high into the air looking startled at Mo.

"Jonny. Sit down! I have had enough! How many days have you done this now? Drunk away your sorrows in the sole company of yourself, not let me help you because you think I don't understand. And maybe you are right; I don't understand what you see in Jac, why she has had this effect on you and why you are like this now it seems it's all over. But I do know you. I do understand you. And Jonny, look at yourself you're a wreck. 11 evenings and nights you have done this now, and that is the time I have seen you! You haven't been able to turn up for a shift your normal self or not in a state for 15 days! 15 days Jonny! Don't you think it's time you sorted everything out? Either pull yourself together and get over her or speak to her and sort it out! Because I can't do this for much longer! I am defending you to everyone, you think you are keeping up appearances but you are not. Everyone can see it Jonny, it is just you who refuses to accept it. And I will be honest Jonny Mac, it scares me to see you like you, I have never seen you so down in love before. I hate to think you are just going to keep drinking your life away and then it will be gone. I am here to help you, but I am not going to help you if you will not acknowledge you need to help yourself. You have until the end of the day to decide and sort your life out, or that's it Jonny, this friendship is over! I can't do the worry and sleepless nights anymore!

Mo stood up straight as she had found she was leaning against the wall, exhausted by the energy Jonny and his problems were absorbing from her. She felt harsh only giving him until the end of the day, but she had decided if he turned up to work again today, in the same state she had seen him in for a while, ever since Jac and Jonny split, she would have to tell him and make it clear to him he needed to sort his life out. And he had. So she did. Just as she reached for the door handle she heard a sniff.

"Mo..." She wasn't sure if Jonny was sobbing, she was pretty sure he was as he was staring downwards at the table, his forehead resting on his hand, with his general overall negative posture. He sniffed again and then continued. He sounded very depressed and this tore at Mo's heart a little. "I don't know what to do now. Please I have tried everything I can try. I don't actually know what there is left to try. I have been well and truly beaten by her…"

Sorry its shorter than normal,

Thanks for reading, Please review. x

Hayley x