Nick Jordan had left Holby, for a new life in Michigan. In search of happiness. He found that happiness, in a beautiful woman called Sarah. She had the most beautiful, long mousy brown hair and she worked in the hospital he went to; they met there and everyone could see the chemistry between the pair.

It wasn't long before they were an 'item' and he was soon down on one knee, popping the question. They'd gotten married in a gorgeous chapel, right by the sea. After their honeymoon, they'd found out she was pregnant, a little girl, Rosie.

Everything was going perfectly, until that fatal day. Sarah was in a car accident, her car had flipped over multiple times and landed, roof down, in the middle of the highway, spinning uncontrollably and it ended up balancing right on the edge of the cliff. The paramedics managed to get her out and to the hospital, giving Nick just enough time to see his wife one last time, telling her he loved her, that everything would be okay, hoping she could hear him, praying she would wake up. She didn't.

Nick faced the horrible task of telling their two year old daughter that she'd never see her mummy again. She was a real mummy's girl, and Nick found it hard to cope, especially when bed time came. He relied on the help of Sarah's parents, he got comfort from them being close to him, they reminded him of Sarah. That was, until they decided they didn't want to know him anymore, they said they were dragging out his pain, not letting him grieve properly. So Nick packed his and Rosie's essentials and booked a flight to Holby. All he seemed to do was run away.

In Holby, Zoe was finding it extremely difficult to cope with being clinical lead. She hated being stuck in the office, doing paperwork day in day out. She wanted to go out there, save lives.

In the four years that Nick was away, she'd almost fallen back into her old lifestyle, a different man every night, out drinking, partying. That was until she realised she needed to choose; partying, or the ED. She couldn't let Nick down; he'd trusted her with the department - his department - and she needed to prove everyone wrong, that she could handle it. So she did, she showed them her powerful, feisty, hard-working self. Taking her paperwork home most nights, allowed her quite a bit of time doing what she did best during the day, treat patients.

There was one young man, however, that had definitely caught Zoe's eye, on more than one occasion; the new porter, Max. That was the problem, he was a porter, it was ridiculous even thinking about being with him. He wouldn't understand her busy schedule. And plus, she's almost old enough to be his mother! That didn't stop Max flirting with her though, mind you, he flirted with most females. Zoe, being Zoe, flirted back and ended up in some rather awkward situations; hiding under the covers at his step sisters house, almost getting caught in his 'office' etc etc.

When Nick showed up in the ED one morning, four years after he'd left, holding his crying daughter in his arms; she'd fallen off a swing, landing in an awkward position on her left arm, everyone was shocked to see him, some more than others. Zoe was the first to walk over, not purposefully. It was a hectic day and she was rushing around, trying to get everything done. She apologised instantly, looking up and realising who it was she'd collided with. Nick. She got them to a cubicle and sorted the girl out with some pain relief, making small talk, asking why he was back, where Rosie's mum was. When Rosie replied with "daddy says we can't see mummy any more" she looked at Nick who's eyes, she could see, were full of sadness. Zoe quickly apologised, once again and sorted Rosie out with an x-ray.

Nick moved in with Zoe a few months later, as friends; he needed the help with Rosie, Zoe needed the help to keep on top of all the admin she had to do, and they were both definitely grateful of the company.