The sound of stilettos echoed through the small area Miss Walker was standing in, occasionally taking small steps, pacing from one side of the door, to the other. Max had insisted he could stay with her, as a form of comfort, but she had shaken it off, reminding him that he was still working, and that emotional reunions could wait until later on.

He had, however, asked how the situation with Ethan had gone - Max wasn't stupid, he knew of the relationship between Ethan and Honey. However, he could not find it in his heart to tell Eliza. She may of broken his heart - no, scratch that. Ripped his heart out, stomped on it with a pair of Zoe's 400 Pound pair Louboutins, and added Extra Hot sauce to the mix. But, she was still his baby sister, and wanted to protect her.

To the question, the girl had answered the most Cliche thing she possibly could, telling the elder Walker that it was fine, and was not upset in anyway. Of course, she really was. The two had been inseparable ever since the start of their relationship, and to return after a dramatic, but silent exit, would put more strain on them, than weighing the entire Emergency Department on a piece of string.

After this minute conversation, Max had gone back to work, giving his sister a squeeze on the shoulder, as if reassuring her would fix everything.

Although she had been invited into Mrs. Beauchamp's office on a number of occasions before her departure, Elsie could not help but feel that this 'Meeting' which was about to commence, would be probably the most petrifying of all she had ever done. Even topping off the one where she had been sent in, to apologize for letting a patient leave, without the proper medication, even though he insisted-

"Miss Walker?" A familiar voice came from inside the office. The voice of authority, as if she knew what was to come for the rest of her life. Her hair was hanging around her shoulders, whilst she wore a black shirt, trousers, and black high heels, making her look taller than she currently was. Her stern expression seemed to relax slightly, before she looked over to the Doctor.

Elsie felt the once-fearful-of-Beauchamp feeling return. She turned almost too quickly in her heels, meeting the strong expression of her former, and now current boss. She showed a small smile, before holding out her hand, as if to shake it. Connie took it firmly, shaking the hand, whilst 'How are you's?' and 'I'm well' was exchanged between the two girls. She then lead the young Doctor into her office.

It hadn't changed much, in the period of time she had been away. The desk was still positioned at the back, but instead of endless amounts of paperwork stacked on top, there was now items of Connie Beauchamps - things that showed her life and personality. Of course, there was still paperwork, piling up on different places, but now, more memorable items. A picture of Baby Grace Beauchamp, all laughs and giggles. One of herself and Rita Freeman, both smiling. Flowers, presumably from Rita.

It was the little things, wasn't it?

Connie smiled, using her slender arm to point towards the chair sitting opposite her desk. The girl nodded kindly, before resting herself on the wooden chair. Carefully, she rested the black bag next to it, before looking back up to Connie, who had made herself comfortable in her chair. A small silence passed between the two, before Connie began the conversation.

"Well, Miss Walker, how have you been?" She asked. Elsie did a rapid rewind throughout the years, before nodding slightly. There was no way he would let loose of Pregnancy, or Darcy. Not at the moment...if at all. It was her responsibility.

"Now, you know well why I have asked you here today." She pauses. "Are you able to..." She trails off, looking towards the young girl. She has now undone her coat, resting it on her lap. The girl nods towards her boss, before continuing the sentence for her.

"Oh, of course I can still work. It's going to be fine." She pauses, running a hand through her long hair. Connie found to notice it, too. More Mature, sensible, intelligent. Connie was highly impressed by it.

Something hit her then, about working nights. She knew for a fact, it was unfair to leave the babysitter with a stroppy toddler alone for the night. Clearing her throat, she looked towards Mrs. Beauchamp, trying to suppress her timidness.

"Would it...be okay if I avoided nights?" She asked, breathing carefully, so nerves would be hidden. "It's just...I have a lot of things to do whilst i'm getting used to the life back here and-" She hushed herself, when Connie raised a slender hand, a silent gesture of her being quiet. Connie may of been strict with her staff, but she could see there was a genuine reason why Miss Walker did not want to work an evening shift.

She would not question it now - perhaps later, once she had settled in.

"Well, are you ready to start tomorrow morning?" She asked, a small smile on her face. Elsie nodded, before knowing she had to go through the same procedure she had done when first joining the Hospital. Connie would give her Scrubs, before telling her to be in tomorrow - Sharpish.

Once she had been through this tiresome talk, the girl nodded, before standing up, making her way out of the office. The second the door was closed, and Connie oblivious to the sounds, Eliza let out a long, if exaggerated sigh. At least she was back now, the main interview over, and now back at the Hospital.

Max had seen his sister exit the office, and rested a hand on her shoulder, making her jump slightly. She turned around, before smiling, seeing the cheeky smile of her brother. Raising her eyebrows, she met his eye gaze, before asking the inevitable.

"Okay, what are you planning?" She asked, fearful of her brother's childish ways. Max giggles slightly, before taking her hand, leading her through the halls of the ED, towards the main exit. As soon as they reached it, two familiar faces were standing at the end.

The first, was wearing red scrubs, his light brown hair pushed up, and arms folded. The other, was small, skinny, had neatly pushed back black hair, with glasses to match. These had to be her friends from upstairs. However, before she could reach them, or begin to run to them, Max took her shoulder, before giving her 'the look.'

"Take the stupid shoes off." He murmured. Elsie shrugged, noting that she would be able to get to them quicker if she did so. Hesitantly, she slipped off the black heels, running towards them both. Dominic was the first to greet her, holding open his arms, whilst she ran into them, giggling at their meeting. She pulled away, before hugging Digby, who was a little hesitant at first, but pleased to see his old friend.

By this time, the girl turned around, seeing Max sighing, bringing her heels towards her. A look of confusion met Dominic's face.

"Since when do you wear high heels?" He sassed, raising his eyebrows.

"Since when did you turn into my mother?" She retorted, taking her shoes from Max's grasp. Carefully, she placed them back on, feeling the uncomfortable feeling she had done a few moments ago. Turning to her brother, she asked, "Can you give me a minute? I need a Cigarette."

Max nodded, before his sister slipped off, leaving the other three conversing.

Sitting herself on the small, wooden bench outside the Hospital, Elsie delved her hand through her coat pocket, feeling for a small, cellophane-covered box. She pulled it out, seeing the newly bought pack of cigarettes, resting in her hand.

She had been smoking once the baby had been born, but never in front of her. She didn't want any bad influence on her, so it was done outside, whilst the baby was napping. Now, she was in public, and away from her child - it couldn't harm-

"They'll kill you." A voice came from next to her. The girl tilted her head slightly, before almost jumping out of her skin. Sitting next to her, was a man. Broad build, dark skin, white nurse scrubs. The girl almost jumps off the bench, before composing herself, turning back to him.

"Well, it'l make my death quicker, won't it?" she retorts, beginning to pull the packet open. Instead of being able to, however, the man takes the packet, dumping it in the nearest bin to them. The girl begins to protest, knowing the only other person who did that, was Ethan. However, she cannot argue back to this person. He's different.

"Who are you?" She asks, looking down towards her lap.

"Jacob. Jacob Masters." He pauses. "And I'm guessing you're a patient?" He murmurs. Elsie shoots up her eyebrows.

"Wrong, sir. I'm a doctor. I was here before you." She announces, smiling. This time, Jacob looks towards her.

"What..."

"I was here a while ago. But, I had to leave...something came up..." She trails off, the memories of her leaving, and wanting to escape growing by the moment. She tries to get the thoughts out of her mind, turning back to Jacob.

"I had to go somewhere. Something happened...and I didn't tell anyone..." Eliza continues, the words flowing freely from her mouth. Meanwhile, Jacob sat next to her, being completely stunned. He had barely said five words, and the life story was already spilling.

Elsie did, however, have more common scene than you may think. She soon shut herself up, not wanting to tell everything to a nurse she had been in the presence of for less than five minutes.

"Well, it's good to meet you, Miss..."

"Walker. Eliza Walker." She murmurs, pushing her hair behind her ears. A silence passes between the two, before she looks over to the other side of the parking lot, her eyes fixing on one thing there.

Ethan Hardy was with Honey Wright, his hands on her waist, as she lent forward, both of them too busy kissing each other, oblivious to the world around them. A surge of jealousy flew through her, knowing that had once been her, kissing him, giggles leaving her mouth.

For a moment, she wondered what it would be like if she had stayed, told Ethan of the baby. Maybe, things would be different, and she wouldn't of been in the state she was now. Darcy, would have a mother, and a father. Eliza would have somebody to lean on, and Ethan wouldn't be left in the dark.

Ethan Hardy, could of been a father, alongside Eliza Walker, who could of been a better mother.

Ethan Hardy, who she had loved, was with Honey Wright

Ethan Hardy, had moved on.

Oh, Ethan.

So, Eliza has now met Jacob Masters...Yeah, I have nothing to say, apart from Sorry. School's being A pain, and I have no time to update. The story will continue. I'm determined...

DID ANYONE SEE THE AUTUMN TRAILER? OH MY FRICKING GOD, CALEB HAS A BABY GIRL. HOLY CHEESE.

Crimesolver - Thank you so much! So many things you say made me smile a lot. So, thank you!

Tato Potato - Haha. I know that, you know that, but they don't know that. And, I can't necessarily rush the feelings between the two...

ETWentHome - The spark will be fired once more, I'm sure of it. I also know for a fact, Ethan will not be the first one to know about Darcy...but he will find out!

Guest - I could do that as a filler chapter...that is a great idea! Thank you!

-Jodie Rose Xx