Chapter 4

As a new sun rose over Holby, (whilst Jac, and Emma were watching the sunrise) Ollie, Mo, and Jasmine returned to work another day. In the staff room, the three members of staff were nursing a cup of coffee each, preparing them for the day ahead.

"So Jasmine, Ollie, as Jac is not in today, I'm in charge!" Mo exclaimed. "We'll start with the ward rounds, but afterwards I'm going to be in theatre all day, and it is down to you two, to run all the tests, get the consent forms signed, and finally prepare the patient for theatre. Got it?"

"Yes sir!" Ollie replied, saluting Mo. In the background, Jasmine started to giggle at Ollie's outburst.

"Don't be cheeky with me, Valentine!" Mo said with a smile. "Ready?" Mo asked, as she put down her empty cup of coffee. Both Ollie, and Jasmine nodded their heads in response.

The ward rounds were simple enough, there were three surgeries planned for that day, and six other patients, either recovering from surgery, or were being monitored. Mr Dufour was first on the list, suffering from angiosarcoma, a rare heart cancer. As Ollie, and Jasmine completed the tests, or rather Jasmine completed the tests, with Ollie's supervision, they started to chat and get to know each other.

"So you were in a relationship with Zosia?" Jasmine asked, whilst noting down Mr Dufour's INR.

"Yes, but we had a rough patch, which we never got over. There were too many things going on at the time, Arthur, Zosia's best friend passed away, from cancer." Ollie whispered, not wanting the patient to hear him. "After his death, I didn't want to take advantage of her, but it has been a few months now, and I want to try and start again."

"I heard there is the wedding reception later, are you going to go? Zosia will be there, it'll be a chance to talk to her, outside of work. I could come with you, as friends," Jasmine suggested.

"That's actually not a bad idea, but we must not give her the wrong impression. You're much better than Jac, when it comes to relationship advice," Winked Ollie.

"Let's get the consent forms, for Mr Dufour," Jasmine nervously reacted, wanting to deflect the conversation away from her sister. "I'll quickly grab a dress from home, during my lunch break."

The rest of the day continued, rather monotonously. When the shift was over, Ollie, Jasmine, and Mo got ready to join the reception.

Jasmine was nervous, her sister was going to be there, along with other members of staff, which she had never met before.

Ollie, and Jasmine walked into the large, decorated room together. They had arrived not long after, the end of the ceremony, and therefore, there were quite a few people already present. Ollie eyed a table, where Zosia was sat, playing with her phone.

"Hi, how was the ceremony?" Ollie asked politely.

"Wonderful, as usual. Sacha, and Essie decided to add a few Jewish touches, by having a Chuppah, and also ended the ceremony, with Sacha smashing a glass with his foot. It was lovely," Zosia responded. "So are you two here as…"

"As friends," Ollie completed, whilst smiling. "Let's sit down." Ollie grabbed the red wine at the table, and offered to pour some for the ladies.

Jac was sitting next to Sacha, and noticed her colleagues, and sister making small talk. Mo had just joined the table, and sat next to Jonny, who was sitting with Emma, their daughter. As everyone tucked in to their starters, Jac was already formulating a plan. Soon the guests were invited to the dance floor. Jac noticed Ollie, asking Zosia if she wanted to dance, leaving Jasmine and Mo at the table, as Jonny had taken Emma to see the magician. Soon after, a doctor who worked on Keller, invited Jasmine to dance with him. Although unimpressed with the doctor, Jac now had an opening to talk with Mo, without anyone noticing.

"Can you join me in the ladies?" Jac whispered into Mo's ear. "I want to go over my speech."

"Sure, though I'm sure you won't make any changes," Mo smirked, walking over to the ladies.

Making sure that no one could overhear their conversation, Jac quickly checked the toilets, to see if they were empty.

"Now that's a bit over the top," Mo remarked

"Well I lied, I want to talk about Jasmine, without anyone overhearing," Jac snapped. "Tell me, what have you learnt? Is she any good in theatre? Remember, I'm still the head of cardiothoracic, and her boss. "

"Of course, it is really just paranoia," Mo said knowingly. "To be honest, she is doing well, as an F1. She can do most tests, and has common sense when it comes to the paperwork. She answered all my questions correctly, whilst in theatre. Are you scared that you have some competition? She is more than 15 years younger than you, I don't think you should be worried about her, yet."

"As I said, I'm the head of cardiothoracic, and her sister. I want to know how she's doing. Thank you Maureen for your information," Jac muttered, and started to walk away.

"Always happy to help," Mo sniggered.

The rest of the evening continued peacefully, and lunch was served, and consumed. After a bit more dancing, it was time for the best (wo)man speech.

Jac rose, holding up her glass.

"We are all here, to celebrate the marriage of Sacha and Essie," Jac started. "I met Sacha about six years ago, as he was the new locum registrar on Keller. First opinions are often wrong, and somehow this over emotional man became a good friend of mine. Over the years, he has supported me during some hard times. He is an amazing father, who cares for his children, and will be brilliant to any future mini Levy. He is a supportive son, and will be an amazing husband. Essie, I am sure you will not find anyone as compassionate, and caring. You are a lucky woman, and I hope that you will all raise a toast with me, to congratulate the newlyweds. To Sacha and Essie Levy!"

"To Sacha, and Essie Levy!" The room responded.