"How about we go see the ducks?"

"Ducks? Dad! Ducks are boring!"
"Not these ducks Pete. These are magic ducks! You've got watch them closely!" He may be struggling to sell the idea to his son but his young daughter was completely sold, her eyes opened wide with amazement as his son shook his head.

"Wow!"
"Dad your so silly!"

"Am I? Oh well then. Come on shoes on."

"Why is mum not coming?" He attempts to keep the smile on his face for his sons sake, but the truth was Lisa hadn't spoken to him since the other night. The kids knew full well she had the day off, he knew they'd question why she wasn't coming.
"She has a lot of paperwork to do Peter. She'll come next time."

"Okay I guess."

"Come on. Shoes on or all the ducks will have flown away."

She was stood at the top of the twisting staircase, listening in. Sighing she flicks her hair out of her face and leans over the banister, feeling guilty for not been there with her kids and husband. But no matter how much she told herself her husband wasn't cheating on her, he loved her, she just couldn't trust him or bare to be with him. She was still just too hurt, it was too raw. She felt like a spare part in her own home, like she didn't belong here. The feeling to run away was powerful but thankfully not as powerful as the love she had for her kids. Nothing could beat that and that's what confirmed to herself that she could get through this. Somehow, some way. She just didn't know how right now. Straightening herself up she turns back into one of the bedrooms, her mind set on tidying up. It kept her occupied.

"The kids know something isn't right Lisa. We need to sort this out." He continues forward and hands her the glass of white wine before sitting down himself.

"It doesn't matter how many times you say that to me Andrew. I just need time. No matter what crap you come out with. Or what you do." She places the wine back on the table, untouched. Her husband sighs in frustration.

"Is this really about the one night stand?" He waited for her outrage that came fast and furious.

"Of course it is! What the hell else could it be about?"

"What I said to you about the miscarriage." Silence, she didn't want to go there. Her eyes fixed on her feet, trying not to cry already. Why did he bring that up?! "I really didn't mean it. You must know that. I was been an idiot." Still she didn't speak, she couldn't. Why must he go there?!

"Please Lisa. Answer me." She began to rise from her seat, ready to make a break for it but he was always quicker. Grabbing her by the arms he stops her in her tracks. He could see the tears in her eyes forming and it ached him to see such hurt in her eyes.

"Don't Andrew! Don't!" She attempted to break free, pulling so hard to get away her wrist began to ache and bruise.

"No! I'm sorry but I must. I didn't mean it. I don't want to hurt you. You must know that." She stops, turning to face him. Tears running down her cheeks.

"I don't know that! What you said was true. You know it and I know it! If I hadn't been working so much maybe I wouldn't have collapsed. Don't you think I thought that from the moment I knew what was going on?! I just don't need you reminding me! Let me go!"
"Lisa! Please listen to me. It wasn't you fault. Don't torture yourself about it. You need some proper time off. Not rushing back into a full time job."

"No! You don't understand! Work and the kids are the only things keeping me going! I need people to need me. I need to be there. I need Holby!"

Finally able to break free she rushes out the room to god knows where, leaving him alone in the room. He could do nothing but sigh.