Nick begins to come round in the ambulance, he lets out a groan as the wail of the siren stomps it way across his brain. He immediately feels pressure on his hand and a gentle touch on his forehead and hears his name.

"Nick, Nick, open your eyes sugar. He's waking up."

There's no mistaking the love and concern in the voice, and he concentrates on it trying to ignore the pounding siren. Why is there a siren? Where is he? These thoughts force him to open his eyes.

"Nick, my name is Robert, I'm your paramedic, can you tell me what day it is."

Nick's confused and only cares about one thing.

"Where's Jenny?"

Her lovely voice comes from behind his ear, he can feel her hair tickling his neck.

"I'm right here."

He feels her fingers running through his hair as they make their way to his forehead where she gently strokes his skin.

"Nick, I need you to answer my question. What day is it?"

Nick's irritated by the interruption. Jenny's gentle voice soothes him.

"Can you tell me what day it is?"

Nick tries to search his memory but it hurts to think that hard, he thinks maybe more information will help him.

"What happened?"

"The ladder toppled over and you fell to the ground. You've been unconscious."

That explains his pounding head, but why was he on a ladder?"

"A ladder?"

Nick can't see the worried look Jenny gives the paramedic, but he smiles reassuringly.

"You were helping clean up my new workshop."

Nick closes his eyes and groans as pictures flit across his mind, flickering quickly from one scene to another, but they begin to make sense.

"It's Sunday."

"That's very good Nick. Now how many fingers am I holding up."

Nick opens his eyes once more to have a look, the fingers seem to sway at first, he gives them a moment to stop.

"Three."

"That's very good."

"We're almost at the hospital, you're doing well but they'll want to do a few tests just to be sure."

He can feel Jenny smile against his skin and she gently kisses his neck once more. He closes his eyes and concentrates on the sensation of her fingers continually stroking his forehead. He feels her breath against his skin.

"I love you."

Warmth fills his body.

He feels the ambulance slow down and the siren is finally turned off and his pain goes down a notch until the introduction of dazzling light of the low February sun attacks him as the doors are yanked open. He groans once more. He's bereft of Jenny's touch as hands pull his gurney out of the ambulance. He raises his hands to protect his eyes, he's aware of people surrounding him and a chorus of voices assaults his ears. There's a voice close to his ear but it's not Jenny.

"Where's Jenny?"

"Hello Nick, my names Doctor Cantrel, I will be looking after you."

Nick turns towards the voice and sees a woman dressed in green scrubs looking down on him, her dark hair pulled back off her face, gentle green eyes staring at him.

"Where's Jenny?"

The eyes look over the top of his head and then back to him.

She's right behind you. You'll be able to see her when we have you settled. She just has to stand back for now while we sort you out."

Nick nods but twists his head to try and find her, a move he quickly regrets.

The doctors and nurses have left and it's just Jenny and Nick in the cubicle. She's standing beside the bed holding his hand.

"You had me so worried. It was awful seeing you on the floor unconscious."

Jenny has tears in her eyes.

"Hey I'm all right now, just a bit of a headache and a big lump. You heard the doctor, I'm fine."

"I'm going to call a professional in to do the paintwork I'm not risking anyone else getting hurt, especially you."

"I can't remember what happened, I've no memory of the fall."

Nick shrugs himself further up the bed as his father looks around the curtain.

"Nick!"

"Dad?"

"Are you all right?"

Burton is looking his son up and down. He's relieved that he's sat up although he's very pale.

"I'm fine Dad, just have a headache. They've taken a scan and if it's clear I can go home as long as there's someone with me. Jenny's going to stay."

Burton runs a hand through his hair and gives Nick a smile.

"Are you sure you shouldn't stay in? I heard you were out like a light."

Jenny speaks up and Burton can hear the distress in her voice.

"He was unconscious for a while but came round in the ambulance. The doctor says he's doing well and I'll look after him."

"I know you will Jenny. He couldn't be in better hands."

Burton has grown to love Jenny, she's good for Nick and the love he has for her is obvious to everyone. Usually it's very hard to read Nick but not when he's looking at Jenny. She comes to the Sunday meals, although she's been busy lately with her workshop and new orders. They hit it off like a house on fire, and he's grown to love her as a daughter. He knows that Nick is the most important person to her and that she'll look after him.

As if he needed proof Jenny notices Nick lick his lips.

"Since your dad's here to keep an eye on you I'll go find you some water."

Nick smiles at her.

"Thanks that would be great."

Jenny gives him a kiss and smiles at Burton and leaves the cubicle in search of water. A nurse kindly shows her where she can find some and fills up a paper cup. She turns around and drops the cup as she finds herself face to face with someone she hoped she'd never see again.

"Hello Jenny. Fancy meeting you here."