Zoe stepped out of the ED at just gone 11pm. The young patient she had just been treating was her colleague, and that in itself was not a nice thought. The patient was bouncing about happily as the kind-hearted, shy, charming Dr. Yuki Reid, who could diagnose anyone within minutes, just hours before and now he was being treated in the very same department he worked in. Needless to say, Yuki was lucky to be alive. The skull fracture had led to swelling, which led to fitting, which led to him going into VF, which now meant the young doctor was at this point lying sedated in intensive care. Poor kid, she thought as she went up to another colleague, Lenny, to break the news on his condition.

"Lenny?" she heard herself say when she saw him sitting absent mindedly and tiredly in the seat. He yawned and looked up.

"Zoe. How is he?"

Zoe sighed and sat down next to Lenny.

"He's stable, which is unfortunately the best we can hope for at the minute until we do further tests. He's fractured his left ankle in two places, so he's obviously tripped on something with excessive force; he has abrasions on both arms aswell, again stemming from the impact. What's most concerning is the head injury. Unfortunately the CT scans show that he has fractured his skull. The impact has caused haemorrhaging and we've therefore had to sedate him until the swelling goes right down. As you know, we won't know the full implications until he comes around…if he comes around…"

Both doctors sighed, and Lenny nodded. He put his hands through his hair and looked straight at Zoe.

"Thank you."

Zoe sat back. She knew that Lenny was going to be questioned by the police at some point, so she decided to ask there and then.

"Lenny, is there any possibility at all that Yuki didn't just trip? That perhaps there was an obstruction, or maybe he was pushed…"

"Pushed! You're saying that Emily or myself pushed him?"

"No! No, not at all! But Yuki's injuries seem to have been sustained by quite a considerable force. The police are going to want to speak to you and Emily."

Lenny nodded his head, hand over his mouth, as Zoe smiled weakly.

"I'm sure it'll be fine. Concentrate on Yuki. The police have contacted his parents; they should be here by morning, so I suggest that you go and get some of his things and maybe sit with him until they arrive. Okay?"

Lenny nodded once again-he felt like it was all that he could do-and Zoe smiled before getting up and walking hastily back into resus. He sat there contemplating for another 5 minutes, blocking out the sounds around him, before standing up abruptly and walking out into the cold night. It was now midnight, and the bells of a far off church chimed. Lenny started the 30 minute walk home in the cold, not thinking about the cold, or the silence, or the darkness, or anything else. The only thing in his mind was Yuki. There and then, Lenny vowed that he would find out what had happened to his friend.

Opening the front door and walking into the now cold and empty flat was a daunting thing. The first thing Lenny noticed after switching the light on was that the carpet covering the stairs was bloodstained. He ran in a state of panic into the kitchen and pulled out the cleaning foam, covering it vastly over the stain, and stepping over it carefully. He didn't care that the police may want to check it for evidence.

Lenny slid into Yuki's bedroom-the light was still on and his music was still playing, which was odd-he had obviously not been intending to leave his room for long. He decided to keep the music playing as he rifled through the room for Yuki's things. He hastily pulled out a bag, threw in some clothes and underwear and pyjamas in there, and then thought about other things-his iPod, photographs of his family and friends, his favourite hoodie and his favourite torch. Gathering the things, he made his bed, tidied his biological things and books away, turned his music off, turned off the light and shut the door.

The doctor was about to leave the house, until his phone buzzed ferociously. He answered to a strange mans voice.

"Good evening Dr. Lyons."

"Good…evening?"

There was a slight pause.

"There's something you need to know about your Emily Rose. She's trouble."

"W…what? How?"

"I know the girl. Her past is dark. Very dark."

Lenny stood back, shocked at this call.

"Who the hell is this?"

"Goodbye, Dr. Lyons."

The mystery man hung up. Nothing but silence surrounded Lenny as he tried to comprehend the mystery call. But the conclusion was that it didn't matter. Not really. He didn't know this man, did he? He walked out of the house with Yuki's stuff. His friend was important now.