"Ok, the results are back, your arm is perfectly realigned, if I do say so myself. Let's get it plastered." He grabbed a pair of scissors and cut the plaster into manageable strips, he dipped them into the water and placed them onto of the cotton wool that Lofty had placed on her arm. He worked quickly and carefully. "There we go. That's all done" he grabbed a piece of paper from the stack of files. "Here is my number incase anything changes or you are unsure of anything, you can come back in two weeks for the stitches in your head to come out. You must come back if you feel nauseous, dizzy or if there are any problems. And there is a prescription for some strong painkillers." He smiled graciously as both Sarah and Daniel thanked him. He turned on his heels and headed to the staffroom. The rest of the day passed in a blur. He dealt with a few time wasters and some genuine patients. At the end of his shift, he walked out of he hospital alone. He got in his car and slowly drove home. He was still getting used to driving again, he was slightly nervous as it was his first time without Ethan or Lexi sat beside him. Every little movement sent his heart racing. He gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles going white. He breathed a sigh of relief when he finally pulled up outside Ethan's apartment. He slid the key in to the lock and turned it. The door freaked open revealing the dark hallway. He flicked a switch and picked up the post. He sifted through and strategically placed he bills on the dining table for Ethan to ponder over later. He put his rucksack down by the side of the table by the door and then walked I to the kitchen to retrieve a beer from the fridge. He uncapped the bottle and took a long swig.
He sat down in front of the TV, his phone started ringing from inside his back pocket. He took it out and answered it. "Hello?" He said. "Hi, it's me Sarah." He looked at his phone. His mind was racing as he wondered why she was calling. "What's the matter?" He asked tentatively. "My brother is fussing over me, he has an important board meeting tomorrow so he can't keep an eye on me, I was wondering if you have any plans for tomorrow, it's Saturday so I figured you wouldn't be working." She said. "You know, people need doctors 24/7. How did you know I'm not working tomorrow?" He asked. "I may have asked your brother as I was leaving the hospital." She said slyly. "So, dinner? Tomorrow? The Italian place on Overton Lane? You can pick me up at 8!" She added. Cal laughed at her boldness. "Ok, but let's do this properly. Would madame do me he honour of accompanying me to dinner at Luigi's tomorrow night at eight o'clock?" He said in his poshest accent. "Madame could agree to that!" She giggled. "What do you mean 'could'?" He chuckled. "Madame feels obliged to say yes! I will go out with you." She replied down the phone. "So how are you feeling?" Cal asked reverting back to his Doctor mode. "I'm ok, just a bit sore." She admitted. "Ok, keep your arm raised above your heart to keep the swelling down, ice it if need be, and take a pain killer. Ring me tomorrow if the painkillers aren't working and I'll prescribe you some stronger ones." Cal explained. "You need to get some rest and I have to order a takeaway" Sarah giggled. "Obviously your culinary skills haven't improved since this morning. See you tomorrow!" She bode him farewell and Cal hung up the call.