"Okay?"

Gordon's gentle murmur penetrated the silence the pair had shared for several minutes. With some reluctance, Jill raised her head from his shoulder, suddenly realising - now they were broken from their own little world - how chilly she was. She shivered a little, prompting Gordon to pull her back to him. Their temples rested together, both looking out to the calm expanse of sea. Neither could comprehend the vast difference to the strength of the waves crashing against the rocks they had stood upon that very morning.

"Sorry Gordon…" She breathed eventually. "I just needed a moment." The final part of the sentence was uttered with some reluctance; she hated showing any sort of weakness, though the meaning behind her words was unclear.

"You did really well Jill. That child stands a chance because of you." Feeling her begin to shake her head, he hurriedly continued. "It was a tricky procedure Jill, even Mr Rose would have thought so."

"Mr Rose should have carried it out. I'm perfectly competent in small immediate care cases, but not one like that. Perhaps we should have gone straight to Ashfordly."

"Hey." He turned to look her in the eye; hating the turn her tone was taking. "You said yourself the baby would have been unlikely to survive the journey. You took the best actions to try and save her life. Everyone admires you for how you kept it all running smoothly in that theatre… I'm proud of you."

"Thanks." She whispered eventually. "You know, it means more to hear that from you than anyone else."

Instead of a reply, his touched his lips to hers, letting her know without words how he appreciated her statement. The kiss threatened to overwhelm them again, and she let it. His words, combined with the touch of his lips against hers and his hands tracing her back, served to dispel most of the tension and anxiety of the day.

After a while, they pulled back reluctantly, though made sure the end the kiss lingeringly until the last possible second. "I guess we should be getting back." Gordon murmured, placing his lips to hers one final time. "Maybe we should actually see some of our patients this afternoon."

She made a noise of agreement. "And I need to check on the baby."

"Back to the grind then?" He asked brightly, holding out his hand.

"Back to the grind." She echoed, curling her fingers around his with a smile.