I'm so sorry for the lack of updates, I said I'd try to do one every week but I've been so busy, it's rediculous. I've had a lot going on in my personal life, and I didn't have time to write. Anyway here's the latest chapter, it's the shortest so far but I really wanted to do an update. I hope you like it, I'm starting to get into of the story lines I've planned. Enjoy!


Chapter Seven 'Just like in the alley way'

"I know it's a shock, but you have to try to help Imi get through this, she needs you." Sam was managing to keep her voice calm and herself collected. "I found her this morning, on my way to work, she was-" Sam was cut off,

"Why wasn't I called earlier?" her voice wasn't cracking, she seemed totally emotionless, she wasn't worried anymore, Sam found it strange,

"We didn't think it was necessary to call you until we'd had a chance to check Imi was over, and for the police to talk to her." Everything she'd been taught, coming into practice. Tell them what they need to know. No more. No less. Keep calm. Keep professional. It was just a shame she couldn't keep to the last rule; 'Don't get too attached to patients'. "Mrs Miller, you have to understand, your daughter's safety was our priority, we were trying to look after her best interests."

"Can I see her?" Elizabeth Miller was sitting there, no sense of sadness of worry showing on her face, completely calm, completely, nothing.

"Of course, I'll just take you up to her now. She's in CDU at the moment, we will have to keep her under observation overnight." Sam stood up and held the door open for Elizabeth, gesturing for her to go out.

The noise in the lift sounded as Sam and Mrs Miller arrived at the floor which CDU is situated on. Sam stepped through the swinging double doors and glanced over to Imi's bed. She looked back at Mrs Miller about to lead her over, then she processed what she'd seen. She felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as she looked again. Empty Bed.

"Linda!" Sam shouted, looking around for the woman who was mean to be taking care of Imi whilst Sam was gone, "Linda, where is she?" Sam brushed her hair away from her forehead, looking back at Mrs Miller,

"What's going on, Dr. Nicholls, where's Imogen?"

Sam and Linda exchanged a look, "Mrs Miller," Sam started,

"She just popped to the loo, she should be back soon." Sam looked in confusion at Linda, her eyes widened slightly and Sam understood.

"If you would like to wait here until she gets back. I'll be back soon, I have another patient to see to. Linda, can you give me a hand in cubicles?"

Sam and Linda walked away, keeping their conversation silent until they were out of the doors. "When did you last see her?" Sam asked Linda,

"She was in her bed, I was only gone a few minutes, I'm sorry Sam." Linda looked upset, upset that she'd not kept a close enough eye on Imi.

"It's okay Linda, lets just concentrate on finding her. I'll check the bathrooms first, can you ask Noel to check with the other doctors if they've seen her?" Sam was taking charge again, it was how she liked it to be. Linda nodded and headed off in the other direction.

Sam made her way quickly to the bathrooms, taking care not to bump into anyone as she hurried past. She had that sinking feeling in her stomach, she knew something bad was going to happen. She pushed open the door, hearing a bang as the metal handle hit the tiled wall. Three doors. "Imi? Are you in here?" Sam shouted, walking over to the first door. "Imi?" she touched the door, it swung open. Empty. She tried the next door. Locked. Panicking she tried to force it open, she was so scared that her hands were shaking too much to manage to get it open. Going back to the first door, she climbed onto the toilet seat and looked over the top of the dividing wall. There was blood. A lot of blood. And a body. A small body. Alone. Just like in the alley way. Only this time, someone else didn't cause the damage.