This is what I'm hoping is going to be multi-chapter story based around what was my favourite TV couple: Leddi. Where the BBC left off, I'm continuing. This first chapter contains my OC but I hope you all enjoy it. Let me know if you think it's worth me continuing in the comments section. Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: I don't own Holby, its characters and please don't rely on any facts given. I have no idea about the likelihood of different aeroplanes crashing!

Chapter 1

"No" he thought. "No, please no, not today. Any other time but this one. I need to think. No, no, no…" But sure enough the 20 stone-weighing fat guy, who had never heard of deodorant, plonked himself down next to Luc without a care in the world.

"Why is it always me?" Luc wondered to himself. He was now pressed tight up against the window and was beginning to experience cramp before the plane had even taken off.

"Oh sorry buddy. I put on a little over the Christmas period. You know what it's like…"

"More than a little…" Luc thought, but only smiled politely.

"This is a Boeing 767- this type of plane has had 5 times as many crashes as its smaller sister, the 747. Of course, I tried to switch planes as soon as I found out but they wouldn't give me a refund on the ticket. I really didn't want to come, but my brother told me I had to. This is the first time I've ever been on a plane. Unsteady structures aren't they? I've never understood why someone would want to travel in one…." And it seemed he was afraid of flying. Fantastic. Luc shut his eyes, took a few deep breaths and tried to remember why he was aboard.

"For Eddi, for Eddi, for Eddi…." He told himself. The next 10 hours were just something he was going to have to endure.

"Are you a frequent flyer? No wait, you mustn't be. If you were, you'd be dead by now. Are you a fan of air crash investigation? I am. It opened me up to a whole new world of things to be prepared for. I've brought my own oxygen mask. I once saw an episode where they didn't work on a plane in 1976. Terrible disaster. I wouldn't trust the aeroplane's supply…" The guy just kept talking.

"You say you've never flown before" Luc said, having to interrupt the man in the process.

"No. It's an absolute death trap. It was brother who made me, wanted to show me I'd be alright. Yeah, as if…"

"Uh huh, and considering your, urm, reservations, did you really think that a 10 hour flight to India was the best place to start?"

"What are you saying? Do you think something might happen? My horoscope said I would face difficulties this week…. Oh lord, we're all going to die, aren't we?"

"No, no. I'm sure everything will be fine. I just meant…" Luc sighed. "Nothing, never mind." This kind of person exasperated him to no end. There was no being rational with him. Luc decided to get out his laptop- there was an article he'd downloaded to read, and thought it might mean the man next to him would find someone else to tell his problems to. If only.

"That's a laptop." He said. Luc had to tell himself to refrain from his usual sarcasm- he didn't think it would be appreciated in this particular situation. He smiled sweetly.

"Yes it is."

"And it uses electricity." It was becoming increasingly difficult for Luc to hide his frustrations. I mean, talk about stating the obvious.

"Yep."

"Well aren't you worried how that might interfere with the engines?" The plane hadn't even started yet.

"What?"

"It might interfere with the main systems. I saw this thing on the National Geographic where…"

"Oh look, the fasten seatbelts sign has come on. You need to put your seatbelt on now" Luc said quickly, stopping him mid-sentence. The seatbelt was too small for the man and he had to call someone over to get him an extension. Luc saw his opportunity and quickly shut his eyes in order to pretend he was asleep. He had a lot of thinking he needed to do, without interruption from nervous flyers. Eddi: he had to find her.

Two hours into the flight, Luc was brought back to the present by the sudden rapid breathing beside him. He sighed, there was a huge part of him that wanted to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep again, but he knew this wasn't an option. He was a doctor after all, and doctors always helped.

"Urm excuse me. Are you alright?"

"No, I'm having a panic attack."

"Oh for goodness sake" Luc muttered inaudibly under his breath.

"The plane, it keeps rocking. That's not good. There could be something wrong with the horizontal stabilizer, or the…" he was speaking far too quickly and his breaths were getting faster and shorter.

"Okay, just relax. It's only turbulence- it's nothing to worry about. I need you take nice deep breaths for me."

"It's definitely something to worry about. I need a doctor."

"I am a doctor."

"Have you got any proof of this?" How this man was able to worry about something so trivial at a time like this was beyond Luc.

"No? But I am."

"No, I need to know for certain. Don't touch me."

"Right, now you need to listen to me. Your breathing in erotic, your heart is beating way too fast and palpating. You're sweating and shaking and no doubt feel like you're going to die. This needs to stop and you need to let me help. Now would you please take nice deep breaths?" Luc almost shouted. A few people looked around and an air hostess went to get oxygen. She handed it to Luc.

"Thanks" he mumbled putting the mask over the man's head. He didn't resist, or even complain that it was the plane's oxygen rather than his own. His heart rate was coming back down to normal, and the colour flooding back into his cheeks.

"Feel better?" Luc asked after a few minutes. The man just nodded. Luc resumed his old position, shut his eyes, and thought of Eddi. However, he quickly opened them again, as he felt something on his shoulder and heard what could only be described as a fog horn next to him. The man's head was now rested at the top of Luc's arm, and he was snoring so loudly that Luc was sure those on the ground would be able to hear it, if they listened closely enough.

"Still…" Luc thought. "Better he's asleep than having any more panic attacks." He sighed once again. There were just another 8 hours to go.

At last, 10 hours after take-off, the plane finally landed. A voice rang out over the intercom with a thick Indian accent.

"Good morning Ladies and Gentlemen. This is your captain speaking. We have successfully arrived in Coimbatore, Kerala. The time is 10am locally. We hope you've enjoyed flying with us today and we will see you again shortly. May I remind to please leave your seatbelts fastened until the sign is gone and to take care when removing items from the overhead lockers. Thank you." The announcement was then repeated in Hebrew, giving Luc an opportunity to wake his sleeping 'friend'.

"We've landed. We're in Kerala!" Luc struggled to keep the excitement out of his voice. The man opened his eyes and blinked a few time.

"We have? We have! We really have! I didn't die!" He proceeded to pull Luc into an enormous hug, smothering him in the process. Luc struggled to breathe and pushed him away slightly, but the man continued to beam. Suddenly, his eyes went darker and glee vanished from his face.

"Did I miss them serving lunch?" he whined. Luc could only smile. He walked from the plane through the tunnel and into the terminal, where, at last, he was able to feel some of the famous Indian heat. He went through passport control, collected his luggage and walked out into the now blazing mid-day sun. He removed the picture of Elise from his wallet and smiled. She'd want him to do this; she'd want him to be happy. With that, he put the picture back and instead pulled out the postcard from Eddi. He was going to find her.

Thanks very much for reading! See you soon