I puffed the smoke out, watching it blow away in the wind. He was there, walking up in front of me. God, he made my knees go weak…not as much as Mr Jordan of course, but still.

"Zoe." He greeted, nodding his head in acknowledgement. I stubbed the cigarette out, falling into step behind him.

"Dr Keogh, good Christmas so far?" I asked, making small talk. There was an underlying flirty tone in my voice, which from his smile; I know he could hear it.

"Good thanks Zo." We went our separate ways. Him to cubicles and me…Well, I went in search of coffee. I found a freshly boiled kettle in the staffroom and began the process that I did every morning or afternoon. Maybe my new year's resolution should be to cut down on coffee? That and stop smoking; I know how much it infuriates Nick. I should also stop thinking about him. His tall, slim frame, his business face, his too smart suit and his squeaky shoes.

"Late again Dr Hanna?" He creeps up behind me, making me jump.

"Precisely on time actually Mr Jordan." I answer back, looking at my watch, feeling smug. I grab my coffee and walk out of the staffroom, smiling to myself. I get halfway to reception before a casualty is rushed in. I run over, placing my cup on the desk.

"Okay, what do we have Jeff?"

"Male, late 30's. Hit by a car, broken leg, glass wound on his head. Been given 10 milligrams of morphine." Jeff and Dixie rushed him into resus.

I was sipping yet another coffee, we had stabilized the patient, and he was on his way to theatre for his leg. Well, that was before the fire alarm. This was a false alarm though, so all the patients, most rather grumpy, had been brought back inside. Oh and there he was, talking to an elderly couple, trying to reason with the male. He was refusing to get back into bed after what had happened. I laughed silently to myself, picturing how frustrated Dylan would get, no seeing the funny side. That's when Lenny banged open the doors, holding a collapsed Frank in his arms. Dylan and I ran over, lifting him onto a trolley.

"There's a fire!" Lenny kept saying. My doctor instincts kicked in. We rushed Frank to resus, whilst the ED was evacuated once more.

"Zoe…Dylan out now." Nick was taking lead of the situation, getting the evacuation into order.

"If we leave him, he'll die." I say trying to reason with Nick. I flash him a flirty smile to bypass his rules. He nods and leaves, wanting us out in a few minutes. Then, as we begin to work on stabilising Frank, the alarms ring out, and everything explodes.