"Do you have any idea how busy we are?! St James' is on black alert, god knows when they'll reopen, and you thought today was the day to take a long lunch break?!" Connie stood with hands on her hips, glaring at the colleague who stood before her.

"Sorry, I was…busy." Was all Zoe offered. Now back in her usual clothes, the only thing that looked different about Zoe was the wedding ring that rested once more on her finger, but she felt completely changed. She felt right for the first time in a long time, and she wasn't going to let anyone get in the way of that feeling.

"I don't have time to listen to your excuses, Dr Hanna. Go and sort out cubicles and discharge or move as many as you can, please." With that, Connie stalked back to resus.

"Congratulations wouldn't go amiss," Max grumbled from behind Zoe, eliciting a wide smile from his wife.

"Don't you have work to do?"

"Alright, alright, don't get your knickers in a twist!" Max smiled, pushing himself away from the nurses' station. "Wait…can you get your knicker's in a twist if you're not actually wearing any?"

"Work!" Zoe pushed him away, still smiling to herself as she walked towards cubicles.

Four hours and when felt like hundreds of patients later, Zoe's smile had slipped, but only a little. Though it was busy, it was one of those days when everything seemed to go her way, so as everyone else moaned and groaned, Zoe whistled softly to herself.

"Are you…whistling?" Dylan asked with a frown.

"What? No!" Zoe gave an embarrassed laugh as she tucked hair behind her ear.

"…Well, I heard you do it and I saw you doing it, so if you don't think you were perhaps you should-"

"Why did you ask, then?" Zoe huffed, but before Dylan could reply she'd had rushed away, heels clicking on the floor as she rushed after her husband.

"Did I hear you whistling earlier?" He asked as he backed into the lift with a wheelchair.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that?! I don't whistle! I just brought you this." Zoe held out a coffee.

Surprised, Max reached out to take it, his face softening when he saw a Love Heart on top. 'Dream Boy.'

"She was definitely whistling." The patient offered as the doors shut.

"Definitely." Max agreed, a smile on his face.

..

"Robyn, can I ask a favour?" Zoe asked as she walked into the staffroom 10 hours into her shift when there was finally a lull in patients.

"I can't stay for longer, Zoe. My legs are about to drop off!" Robyn groan.

"No, no, not that. I was just…hoping I might be able to borrow your house tonight and tomorrow."

"My house?! Why?" Robyn looked up from her coffee, suddenly feeling a little more awake.

"I just…I want to…" Zoe sighed and it took Robyn a moment to realise the doctor was nervous. "Max and I need to talk properly, and I want to do that somewhere that has no negative memories for us."

"Couldn't you go to a hotel?"

"Yes, but…I'm worried Max will see a hotel as somewhere transient, and I want to have this conversation somewhere homelier. Please. You can use the apartment, and there's money in the box by the TV for a take away."

"…Lend me the car and you have a deal."

"My car? Can you even drive?!" Zoe cried.

"Yes." Robyn supplied, not mentioning the fact she had only just taken her test.

Zoe sighed and shut her eyes for a moment before nodding. "Fine." She dropped the keys in front of her sister-in-law. "But you have to stay away all night and all of tomorrow, and if you get a ticket, you're paying for it."

"Thanks!" Robyn grinned, suddenly feeling a lot better.

"Ready?"

Max looked up with surprise from the comic he'd been absently flicking through. "You're done? I didn't think St James was back open yet."

"They're not, but I've worked 3 hours longer than I was rostered to, and now I've told Connie that I'm going home."

"How'd she take that?"

"…Have you ever seen a bull scratch at the ground and blow steam from its nostrils?" Zoe enquired as Max slid a coat over her shoulders.

"Quite well, then." Max laughed. "When you say home-"

"I mean your house. We need to talk, and I want to do that on neutral ground." Zoe offered, her back to Max as she took a deep breath and pushed her phone into her pocket.

"Not really neutral, is it? We-"

"I mean not the place where I cheated on you." Zoe replied gently.

Max was silent for a moment and Zoe shut her eyes even tighter, but just as her shoulders began to tense, hands rested on her hips and lips pressed gently to her neck. "Ok."