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CHAPTER TWO.

I wasn't out for long. I came around shortly after, Toby as pale as ghost staring at me. I smiled weakly, still trapped underneath the rubble and whispered; "Don't look so worried, you can't get rid of me that easily."

He smiled back a little and then there was nothing, just silence.

"So Toby, what do you do when you're not running around saving people?"

"I study and watch old comedies." He told me and I laughed. Just like me. Every free time I had, I was studying. I'd read Medical Journals over and over again until I knew the whole journal of by heart, "I study too much according to my father. So, what made you want to be a Doctor?"

"Pushy parents, you?"

"My mother influenced me. Whilst most five year olds were reading Biff and Chip, I was working my way through Medical Journals. She was a great Doctor, an even better Mother. One day, I want to be as good as her."

"Was a Doctor?" More rubble fell from the roof and I looked at Toby. I nodded my head and told him my mother had died when I was eighteen. Again like earlier, there was nothing spoken between us.

It was a couple of minutes later when Maggie came back, "Lauren, we're going to get you out now."

"About bloody time." I answered back with a smirk. Maggie smiled back and gave me more morphine to make me sleep. For the second time in less than half an hour, the noise around me grew quiet and darkness took over me.

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I opened my eyes to be greated by brightness. I blinked several times before my eyes became used to the light. I noticed the white ceiling tiles and guessed that I was in Resus. I knew those ceiling tiles anywhere!

"Back to the living are we?" I turned my head to see my father. He held my hand and I smirked, "Unfortunately."

"What were you doing there?"

"Coming here." I answered back, "Your car. That car that I told you to get rid off because it needs a hundred things doing to it broke down on me. So, I had to get the bus. It's not your fault though, it's mine."

"Sorry."

"Don't be. It was one of those things, you know been in the wrong place at the wrong time." I smiled at him and he squeezed my hand, "Can you pass me my notes?"

He picked up my notes from the end of the bed and handed them to me. I flicked through them and read what injuries I had. I was quiet lucky really, I'd suffered blunt abdominal trauma and a slight laceration to the forehead.

All that was needed were fifteen minute obs as a CT scan had already been done. Simple really, considering the destruction that bomb created. I flicked the IV line in my arm and smirked as my father told me not to do that.

He stood up and kissed my forehead, before telling me I should be resting. I shot back that he should be working and not skiving off. I didn't want to rest, I'd done enough of that.

He left and I was alone in Resus with nothing interesting to do. I lay back down and closed my eyes before a voice interrupted me. I opened my eyes to find Toby stood there.

"Hi." I said to him before noticing that he was distracted by something, "What's wrong?"

I patted the edge of the bed next to me and I sat up. He sat down on the bed and looked at me, "This will be the last time you see me. I'm leaving. I don't have what it takes to be a good Doctor."

I placed a finger on his lips and smiled, "Toby, Toby, Toby. You are a good Doctor. It's been your first day and I think you've done brilliantly. You can't be expected to know everything on your first day. It takes time."

He smiled softly but I could see it in his eyes that he didn't believe what I was saying. Alright, I know I called him an invalid but that was before I knew him. He managed to keep me calm when I was trapped, that counted as something, right?

"Work on your confidence and you'll be an even better Doctor than you already are."

He still looked like he didn't believe me so I told him, "If you still don't want to be a Doctor at the end of your shift then fine, then leave. If you decided you still want to be a Doctor, come and see me and I'll buy us both a drink."

He laughed and reminded me that I was in hospital. I told him that between him and me, I'd discharge myself and drag us both to the pub. He didn't try arguing with me then.

I kissed his cheek and told him not to rush into decisions. They might not be the best ones to make. He nodded his head but told me he'd made his choice and that he wasn't going to be a Doctor anymore.

"If your sure."

"I am." He stood up from the bed and hugged me, "See you."

"Bye Toby, I'll see you soon." He smiled and I smiled back. He put his bag on his shoulder, turned on his Ipod and walked out of Resus. I watched him leave and sighed. I thought he was a great Doctor, if he didn't believe in himself, how an earth would I cope?

It was only after he'd gone that I noticed something at the end of the bed. I leant over, picked it up and noticed that it was a Medical Journal. As I studied the front page, I opened it up to read the words, To Doctor Lauren, You'll need this more than me. Toby.

I smiled softly and hoped he'd be back, I could see us being a great team together.

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