A new day brought new surprises, George was even more incompetent than first thought and Cal was getting more frustrated with the young F2, however Rosie and Ethan were getting on a storm- they were alike in so many ways but had no loving feelings for each other, they were affectionate but more like brother and sister than girlfriend and boyfriend. Cal wasted no time in noticing their relationship- he was jealous and wanted Rosie for himself. Cal's mood darkened when George wrongly diagnosed a broken arm- mistaking a smudge on the x-ray for a large fracture, and it was not helped when Rosie and Ethan were called away to attend a major RTC.

'Right Rosie- we're going to an RTC so suit up and meet me outside in five minutes.'

Rosie was there in three. Ethan pulled up the MERIT car and smiled-she was amazing, competent, punctual and had amazing people skills. She had spent part of the shift with the paediatric specialist- something that was normally out of the question for a F2- and had got on great. She was calm and sensitive, making the children feel at ease and the parents confident that they had come to the right place.

While on the way to the RTC Ethan talked Rosie through what would happen but she wasn't paying any attention.

'So are you ready?'

Rosie made no response so Ethan leant over and gently rubbed her shoulder, causing Rosie to jump with shock.

'Hmmm?! What?! I'm so sorry Dr Hardy- I just wasn't with it. It won't happen again- I promise.'

Ethan laughed

'Its okay- really. You're an amazing doctor and I'm sure you'll do great!'

Ethan looked at her again and said with mock seriousness

'And I told you to call me Ethan.'

'Right- yes Dr Hardy- I mean Ethan!'

The two doctors shared a smile as the climbed out of the car.

'Hi Dixie- this is Rosie my F2 mentee.'

Dixie and Rosie exchanged pleasantries

'What have we got Dixie?'

'Right- RTC lorry verses motorbike. The driver of the motorbike has been trapped under the car for at least 30 minutes- injuries unknown. We have the HART team currently trying to free him. The driver says that he looked around 20, the driver has no visible injuries but he has been sent to Holby already because he seemed rather shocked and we just wanted to keep him under observation.'

Rosie, Ethan and Dixie walked towards the over-turned lorry where the HART team were working. A trail of blood was seeping out from under the lorry. Rosie paled and walked silently towards the lorry, constantly giving nervous glances to her mentor standing next to her. Ethan didn't notice- there was something else that his attention was focused on- on the other side of the lorry there was something sticking out from under the lorry.

'Rosie- with me now'

Ethan ran over to the lorry and, despite his experience he was still shocked when he saw what originally caught his eye- a small, slender hand was poking out from under the lorry.

'DIXIE! There's another one!'

Rosie felt sick. The hand clearly belonged to a young woman. For once she didn't feel like taking control. She didn't need to say anything- with one look at his F2 Ethan knew that she wasn't comfortable. Ethan tried to get a pulse but failed. The back up HART team arrived and made their way over to the first team to make a plan. The lorry had soft sides which here sliced open- a rough form of two bodies was formed under heavy boxes- currently the hand was their priority. They managed to get to the person- it was nothing more than a body. It was a mess of blood and bones- the hand that they saw poking out from under the lorry had been severed at the elbow. There were scraps of what looked like a floaty top and jeans everywhere. Despite all her injuries she was still identifiable- her face was slightly cut and her long brown hair was knotted and sticky from her blood. There were bones sticking out of her neck and chest, there didn't seem to be part of her that wasn't broken or bloody.

Ethan and Rosie walked over to where the other person was thought to be- it was a young lad who was also wearing jeans and a jacket. He seemed in better shape- despite being in conscious with open fractures he seemed to be stable. Ethan was confident that he was stable enough to be taken to the ED. Ethan glanced towards the young doctor as he helped load the unknown male onto the ambulance- she was stood still, not making a sound, starring vacantly at the floor. Her normally smiling lips were held in a sharp line, gently quaking, her laughing eyes were somber and she seemed on the edge of tears. Ethan had never seen her like this and for the first time since the arrived at Holby she seemed young and vulnerable.

'Dix- I'm going to go now- I'll see you in a couple minutes.'

'Okay'

Ethan made his way over to where Rosie was standing and stood next to her. She said nothing- she didn't even acknowledge his presence. The HART, Police and Fire teams were working behind them to try and clear the mess but the silence between the doctors was deafening. Ethan said nothing but pulled Rosie into a tight embrace, once in the strong hold of her mentor she stopped trying to hide her emotions- she let the tears freely fall from her eyes and run down her face, accumulating in a damp puddle on Ethan's shoulder. The hug broke apart but Ethan took Rosie's hand to lead her away from the crash and back to the ED. The journey back was eerily quiet neither doctor said a word but Ethan frequently gave nervous glances to Rosie. They arrived at the ED five minutes after Dixie and Ian had.

'You can go back to the staffroom and get changed into your own clothes- not scrubs- and make yourself a hot cuppa'

He received nothing a sad smile in return. He walked in the opposite direction- towards Connie's office. He knocked on the door before walking in.

'Mrs Beauchump I would like to request that Dr March finishes her shift now.'

Connie cynically glanced up at the young doctor.

'We have just attended a fatal RTC which seems to have deeply affected her and I don't think she should be working in her current state. Plus we are due to finish within an hour.'

Ethan braced himself for the answer, but to his surprise she answered,

'Sure- you can both go, just don't make a big deal about it. Make sure you look after her tomorrow as well- offering her extra support of she needs or wants it. I'll see you both tomorrow.'

Ethan walked out of the office relieved that he had some time off. He arrived at the staffroom and got changed into his own clothes. Beginning to think that Rosie had left without him, Ethan walked towards the exit. Rosie was stood frozen, outside.

'Come on- I'll take you home.'

Yet again Rosie found herself being guided towards a car by Ethan. She got in buckled up and told Ethan where he could drop her off.

The drive was silent until Ethan said,

'You can talk about it you know. It's perfectly alright to feel upset and sometimes even angry but the worst thing you can do is to bottle it up.'

Fresh tears spilt down her face

'How can you see that? How can it not upset you?'

Ethan smiled sadly

'It doesn't get easier, it doesn't seem any less horrific and it certainly doesn't never affect you. It's just you find ways of coping, of blocking it out while you work and then spill the emotion to someone you're close too. I talk to Caleb when I've had a rough day- you also need to talk to someone.'

Rosie wiped her tears with her sleeve,

'Thanks Ethan.'

They pulled up to an apartment style building.

'This is where I live- I share a nurses flat with George. They had a few spare flats that the nurses weren't using and they allowed doctors to take them.'

Rosie got out of the car after thanking Ethan yet again and puling him into another hug.