A/N: Okay there is no excuse as too why this took so freaking long to update. As a matter of fact all these stories have gone so long without updating. So my goal for this week is to update EVERY story. So settle back and enjoy

Emily was sat with her back to the door. her eyes were wet and she was gnawing at her knuckle like there was no tomorrow. She couldn't cope with this. Not Ella. Anything but that. The paramedic was using more medical equipment than she could name in a day and she was an ex military doctor. She should know. But her brain was on standby. Filtering out anything but the prospects of the future.

It was E.T.A 5 minutes.

Ethan had bundled into the back of the car his soaking overalls hanging off his body. The leather seats slippy in the wet. Lola wasn't far behind him. She had the ignition on by the time the door was shut.

'She'll be all right.' Ethan mumbled. His hair was dripping into his eyes making them sting. But that was the least worrying thing on his mind. His phone buzzed in Lola's pocket. She pulled it out stony faced and threw it at him. Not taking her eyes of the road for a second. Flipping it open he hadn't even bothered to check for caller ID. But he should've known who was calling.

'Hello' His voice was cracking and it seemed the callers was too.

'Ethan?'

'Yeah.'

'What's up. I can't get through to Ella. Sandford's looking for her. Something about an overdue selv-eval?'

'Dan. I was about to call you. It's El.'

'Ethan, dude. Wheres this going. What's happened?'

'Dan El was stabbed.' A dull thud and a dialling tone was his reply. Ethan slumped his head and threw his phone onto the seat. It bounced of onto the floor.

It was E.T.A 3 minutes

The car rounded the corner at Elephant and Castle, his foot never leaving the accelerator. He was currently breaking every speed restriction and traffic offence in Central London. But Micheal couldn't care less. Sandford could call him up on it if he wanted too. Just so long as it wasn't today. Beside him Chloe was holding the arm rest as if it were her only connection to life. She believed her bosses driving had something to do with that. It was only a short amount of time to the hospital. They were nearly there. The clock read 11:02.

It was E.T.A 2 minutes

Danny was out the door before the phone had smashed onto the floor. His head was pounding with thoughts he never imagined possible. Today was supposed to be amazing.They were going to tell everyone of there engagement. Not of her funeral. His Boss was shouting at him too come back. But all noise fell short of his ears. He only wanted to see Ella. Emily's stood supreme in the car-park. It's keys in Danny's pockets. Why she didn't just store them in her locker he'd never know/ But right now he wasn't complaining. So long as the helmet was in the storage box. He'd get there in ten minutes. He was sure of that.

It was E.T.A 1 minute

Emily Thomas was holding up an IV bag in the back of an ambulance when they pulled into the ambulance bay at St. Thomas'. It was soon snatched from her hand by a well-meaning Casualty nurse. The empty feeling inside echoing as she watched the gurney roll away through the doors. She walked up to reception.

It was touch and go from there.