A Letter To My Love

by m-is-for-MollyMansfieldMealing

4 months after leaving Holby, Bernie still doesn't have any internet or phone connection, forcing Serena to write to her nearest and dearest instead. Just a short thing I had an idea for earlier :) x

"Dearest Bernie,

My love,

Berenice Griselda Wolfe,

Bernie,

It's been 4 months now since you left for the Ukraine, and things aren't any easier than the first few days I only just managed to bear, without you by my side.

Things have changed slightly since you left. With you gone we had to hire a new trauma doctor- Dr Katherine Letissier. She's French and very arrogant. Not a patch on you. Where you would have lit up the room, she darkens it with her brooding looks and scarily high heels, so expensive Connie Beauchamp would have had some serious competition.

Fletch is doing well, he's starting his physio tomorrow so we all have our fingers crossed for him. I've had Evie to stay whilst he's been going through his final tests, which was very lovely. It feels like forever since Elinor was so young, and it was nice having a girly chat for the first time in a while. Though, and I feel a little guilty about saying it; a part of me wished it was you instead. You I could have eaten pizza with on my living room floor, you I could have watched the Twilight films with until the early hours (they were Evie's choice, I'd like to point out- soppy vampire stories are not exactly my first choice).

The truth is I miss you more than I thought I would. I thought, rather naively of me, that after a few weeks everything would die down, that things would go back to the way they were before you entered my heart and turned it upside down. Like I said, I was naive to even consider that.

Jason misses you, by the way. He told me in the lift yesterday that "Dr Berenice has the nicest hair I have ever seen and I miss it." When I asked him why he doesn't call you Bernie, he shrugged and said "Berenice is a nice name. I don't know why it has to be changed."

And I have to say, I do agree- about your name as well as your hair. Somehow my breath tastes sweeter when I call you Berenice. It sounds elegant, sophisticated; beautiful.

I just wish you were all three here, in Holby, with me. I was a fool to keep my feelings to myself for so long, and for that I am truly, truly sorry.

Let me know when you get an Internet connection sorted out, or even better- a phone number! I miss the sound of your voice, and my memory just doesn't do it justice anymore.

Until then, or the day you return (gosh this sounds like you're going to war!),

I will stay,

Your,

Serena xx"