"Emma, please let me in."

"Just go away." The muffled voice on the other side of the door replied.

"No."

"Jimmi."

"I'm not leaving until you let me in."

After a moment he heard the lock click open so turned the handle. He guessed she had only reached across to unlock the door as she was sitting on the bed with her knees brought up to her chin. He locked the door again, knowing she wouldn't want everyone to be able to see her this way.

"You've seen me, now you can go." Her gaze was fixed on a random poster across the room, her cheeks flushed and mascara smudged from crying. Her last patient of afternoon surgery had been booked in for half an hour before but five minutes in she had knocked on the door across the corridor and asked Jimmi if she could pass the woman and her newborn through to him. From a brief glance at her eyes he couldn't refuse.

"Do you really want me to?"

She shrugged, before slowly shaking her head, not looking away once. Jimmi pushed himself up on to the bed and sat close.

"I could see it going like Rhiannon and Nicholas. I just couldn't…"

"You don't need to explain."

"I thought I was able to deal with things like that, they are probably a lovely family but these I don't trust people. How awful is a doctor if she cannot believe a new first time mum loves her baby?!"

"Come here." He murmured, allowing her balled-up figure to fall against his side as his arm went around her shoulder. Neither cared how long they sat like that for whilst Emma broke down again and tried to calm herself.

Still leaning against his body she wiped away the tears that were settling on her face. "Sorry."

"For what? You did nothing wrong."

Taking some deep breaths in she pulled herself away from him, trying to pretend she didn't feel anything when around him. "You should go, I'll be fine in a minute."

"I got the keys to close up from Mrs Tembe - told her I had a load of notes to write up and she had no idea you were still around. We have all the time you want."

"Am I really that much of a disaster?" She chuckled, actually appreciating the effort he put into checking on her.

"Emma, right now we're both trying to answer what is the point of our lives, but what if some part of it is to have met each other? You say you don't trust people but I trust you and I thought that was mutual after all this time. Yes, we are both seriously screwed up and it doesn't seem to make a huge difference in the long term but some little moments we've shared are so important, for me at least. I'm not meaning it in an 'I want to fall back into bed with you' way; I'm just saying that nobody else seems to get me the way you do and you know more of my story than I've told anyone else, and I honestly don't understand why I can do that with you."

"Jimmi, you can trust me with anything, no questions asked." As she had spoke those words her voice was stronger than it had for a long time. She knew how many people had made him lose faith in humans and she wanted him to understand he would always have her if needed. "And I do feel the same. Even when I lost the baby I had to tell Daniel, Niamh and Ayesha because they knew I was pregnant but I chose to tell you, I didn't want anyone to know but talking to you is like the easiest thing in the world, even if I was a similar state to this when we spoke about him." She gave him a weak smile, the recollection of sitting outside the funeral still difficult to think about.

"You know that if I'm across that hallway or when I'm elsewhere and you are struggling with anything at all then interrupt in whatever way you want: knock, phone, even text me if you don't want to speak."

Emma found his hand on the edge of the makeshift seat and slid her own over it, squeezing slightly as his thumb ran along her knuckles. "Thank you, and if I can help you with finding a point to why you're necessary to this world then come and find me. I can attest to you making everything else disappear in the most pleasant of ways, and you got a person to realise when their problems were starting to spiral without a second's hesitation in telling me to my face even when you could guess my reaction." He shrugged as they smiled at the other. They didn't say anything but both silently made up their minds to stay exactly as they were for a while longer, occasionally catching the other's eye or squeezing the hand they were still holding. It may not be as big or as planet-altering as they initially hoped for but if caring for their friend and being cared for was some purpose, it wasn't all bad.