A FRESH START
CHAPTER 1
ELVIS P.O.V
I've been stable in hospital for 2 days now. The doctors are thinking about sending me home. I bloody hope so- I'm bored stiff. There's only so many TV programs and magazines you can cope with before you lose it. My family have been amazing and I've had plenty of visitors including little Laura but I just can't wait to get back to the job I love. I know it will be a while until I can go back to SAS duties but just being back at the barracks would be enough for me. I only remember bits after I was shot by that prick. I remember Georgie rushing over to me, sitting beside me and telling me everything was going to be ok. I remember being lifted onto the stretcher and being put inside the ambulance. I remember Georgie sitting next to me in the ambulance, holding my hand the whole journey whilst I slipped in and out of consciousness. When we arrived at the hospital I remember being greeted at the entrance by about 10 hospital professionals who were awaiting my arrival. I remember thinking at that point how serious this actually was. Even I couldn't make a joke of this situation. I asked the doctor if Georgie could come with me into surgery but he said it wasn't hospital procedure. I was on my own. She promised she would be waiting for me once I got out. I don't remember much else about the surgery which is probably for the best. I know from what the doctors have said I've been very lucky. If the bullet was any higher it could have been a very different outcome. I now know I have to live my life to the max and have no regrets as tomorrow is never promised.
I remember coming around from surgery surrounded by my mother, father and Georgie. She waited as promised even on her wedding day. My grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins were also in the hospital waiting to see me. We are a very close family and it was great to see them all. With all the family members waiting to see me I didn't actually get a chance to see and talk to the one person I wanted to see more than anyone else. She slipped out without me noticing, telling my dad that she had to go and sort some things out. I didn't even want to think what that may be. All I hoped was that she wasn't going to marry that douche. He wasn't good enough for her.
It's now just over 48 hours since Georgie left the hospital. I've tried texting and ringing her and all I've had back is a text saying she needs time to herself and that she's glad I'm recovering ok and that I'm in the best place. I know she's right but it's hard not seeing her. When I get out of this place it will be my mission to make everything right between us again. I know it's going to take time to gain her trust but I can't imagine life without her.
GEORGIE P.O.V
Seeing Elvis in hospital tied to all those machines broke my heart. His such a strong and brave man and hearing all those machines constantly beeping around him and seeing all those wires going in and coming out all over the place made me feel physically sick. We almost lost him. Even with my medical background and all the sights I have seen over the years as an army medic I just couldn't cope seeing Elvis looking so vulnerable. I waited until his family arrived and i knew he was stable and going to be ok, and then I made my excuses to his parents and got out of the hospital. It was hard seeing his parents again as the last time I saw them was on the day of our wedding when he didn't show up.
I knew that as soon as I left the hospital I had to find Jamie. I owed him an apology. I did to him exactly what Elvis did to me so I know how he must be feeling right now. This just makes me feel even worse about everything. I woke up this morning thinking that by now I'd be married to a doctor but instead the day couldn't of gone less to plan. I didn't plan it like this. What a mess.
I go to the church first to see if he is still there. As soon as I arrive I see him sat down on the bench outside the church. He looks terrible and I know I have a lot of explaining and apologizing to do. He didn't deserve to be treated like this but I couldn't marry him when I still have feelings for someone else and I was silly to think I could. It would have been wrong. After my talk with Jamie I go home and brace myself for what my parents have to say. I know they will be livid. This is the 2nd failed wedding they have contributed to. I feel such a failure.
It turns out I didn't need to worry so much. They were upset but we all agreed marriage just isn't for me and that the army is really my true love. What they don't realise is that Elvis comes a very close second but I can't think about that right now. I need to think about me and what I want. I can't just go jumping from one relationship to another. It would be wrong for the both of us and Elvis has a lot of grafting to do. I need to do something for me. It doesn't take me long to realise what that is.
I decide to go back to Kenya and carry on with my humanitarian mission. After all this is the reason I became an army medic. Helping people in need is what I do best and there's plenty of people who need my help out there. It would be great to see Nafula again and what better way to spend what would have been my honeymoon. Before I leave I pay a quick visit to Captain James to see if I can return back to my medic role after I've taken some leave. He is thrilled with my decision to return to the army and says he hopes I will accompany them to Syria. Before I leave for the airport I consider visiting Elvis in hospital. Over the last couple of days I've received a fair few calls and texts from him but I know if I go to him I won't go to Kenya and I need to do this for me. So I try and put him to the back of my mind and board the plane with my mission at the very front.
Chapter 2 coming soon!
*Please note I do not own any characters or story lines. This is all down to the fantastic Our Girl writers and producers. This is just my version of what happens after series 2*