Lenny had just left Linda, and she shut the front door. The nausea increased dramatically, and she ran for the bathroom, only just making it. That was the second time today.
"Ugh." She groaned as she flushed the loo. She ended up dry heaving as there was nothing in her stomach anymore.

She decided to try and eat something, as Zoe suggested, so she made herself a dry piece of toast, and ate it very slowly. She managed to finished, and had some water. Her nausea didnt get any worse just yet, so she went to go and watch some tv. However, about fifteen minutes later, she felt the now familiar feeling in her stomach, and ran to the bathroom, throwing up all of the toast and water she had just had.

She cried as she left the bathroom, and just went to go and watch TV. She watched it until it was dinner time, and she decided to try and eat some more. Again, she made a dry piece of toast, and at the whole thing even slower than she did last time. She did so, then decided it was time for a quick shower.

She just about finished, before feeling the same feeling again, and threw up once again. She sighed, and got dressed into her pyjamas, and went to get some more water from downstairs. She got to the sink, and her phone beeped in her pocket.

How are you feeling?

It read, from Lenny. She didn't know what to reply. So she put-

Dont know

And then she put it back in her pocket. She all of a sudden didnt feel well at all, but she felt different this time. She felt like she did back at the ED before she passed out. She leaned over the edge of the worktop, and held on to it, shutting her eyes. The floor began to swim beneath her feet, and she felt herself fall, banging her head on the floor in the process. She was out light a light.

At Lennys, he read Lindas reply.

What do you mean, you dont know?

He put, and waited anxiously for a reply. After five minutes, he had not recieved and answer, and sent another one.

Linda?

He waited for ten minutes, and still recieved no reply. He was worried, it was only seven thirty.

He got in his car, and drove round to her house. He still hadn't recieved a reply by the time he got there. Knocking on the door, no one came to answer. He knocked again; still no answer. He opened the letterbox, and saw blond hair on the floor of the kitchen.
"Crap. Linda!" He shouted into the letterbox. "Linda!" He looked, and there was no movement. He tried to open the front door, but it was shut from the inside. He repeatedly hit the wall from his left side, hoping to open it. He couldnt.

He went down the garden path, and took a run up, hitting the door with a lot of force. It finally opened. He ran to Lindas side, and he saw her laying face down with her head turned to the side. He rolled her over so he could see her face. Her head was bleeding, and she was unconscious.
"Linda?" Lenny said, worriedly. "Linda!" He started tapping her face, and pulled out his phone, and started to dial 999.

"Hello! Ambulance please!" He said, as the operator put him through to the ambulance service. "Yes, hello! Its Lenny Lyons from the ED with an unconscious Linda andrews." He said. "Um, im at 5 eastfield road... Thank you. And please tell them its Linda andrews..." He said, and turned his focus onto Linda. "Come on Linda..." Lenny said, putting her head onto his knees. He reached over and got a few tissues and applied them to Lindas head, and waited for the ambulance to arrive.

After what felt like forever, he heard the familiar voice of Dixie, one of the paramedics.
"Lenny?" She called. "Heard you were here?"
"Yeah, in here." He called, and theyrushed into the kitchen.
"Oh, Linda." Dixie said, seeing her on the floor. "What happened?"
"She hasn't been very well today." Lenny said. "Passed out earlier in the ED."
"Well there is no better place than to pass out in an ED." Dixie said, and lifted the tissues from Linda's head. "How did she get this?"
"Well, I found her head first on the floor, so im guessing she hit it on the way down." Lenny said.
"Okay." Dixie said, checking her pulse. "Pulse is a bit weak. Jeff? Get a trolley." She said, and Jeff left the room.
"Itll be okay." Lenny whispered to Linda, moving her hair out of her face. Jeff came back, and they lifted Linda onto the trolley, and carried her to the ambulance. Lenny shut the door behind him.

During the ride to the ED, Linda still didn't wake. Dixie measured her blood pressure.
"Her blood pressure is a lot lower than it should be." Dixie frowned.
"It was earlier." Lenny said. "She didnt eat all day because she felt like crap."
"Im not surprised with that fever." Dixie said, and Lenny took hold of Lindas hand, looking at her pale face.
"Do you know what is wrong with her?" Dixie asked. "You said this happened earlier."
"Yeah, it did." Lenny said. "I don't know whats wrong with her though."
"Okay." Dixie said. "She might have a bit of a concussion though, after that."
"I know." Lenny sighed.
"Well, we are nearly there." Dixie said. "She will be fine, im sure of it."
"Thanks." Lenny said, looking at Linda.

They pulled up infront of the ED, and Tess and Dylan were there to meet them, obviously on night shifts.
"Okay, this is Linda Andrews, found in her house by Lenny, unconscious and a head wound." Dixie said as they wheeled her in.
"Thanks, Dixie." Tess said, as they took her into resus. Lenny was about to walk in after her, but Dixie pulled him back.
"No, you don't." Dixie said.
"But thats Linda!" Lenny said, pointing through the window.
"I know!" She said. "But you are not on duty."
"Oh yeah." He sighed.
"Come on. Relatives room." Dixie said, and Lenny followed her there. "Want a coffee?"
"Yes please." Lenny said, and he was left alone in the room. He got his phone out of his pocket and texted Zoe.

Zoe, found Linda collapsed in her house. In ED now.

He wrote, and waited for a reply. He got one fast, about one minute later.

Is everything okay?

She wrote, and Lenny didn't know what to put.

Well, minor head injury and still unconscious after about 30 min.

He said, and another reply came back fast.

Will you be alright there? Or shall I come?

Lenny would like the company, but there wouldn't be anything for her to do.

Its your choice.

He said, and he didn't get a reply back as fast. Dixie walked back in to the room with the coffee.
"Here." She said, sitting next to him, giving him the coffee. He put it down on the table.
"Thanks." He said, and put his hands through his hair.
"She's fine." Dixie comforted.
"I know, well I know she will be." Lenny said, still watching her. "I need to see her."
"You can see her when they have finished in resus." Dixie said, as she watched Lenny pick up his coffee. She waited until he was done before speaking again. "The worst thing she will have is a concussion."
"But still, a concussion isn't good." Lenny said.
"No, but it could have been worse." Dixie said. "Be thankful that its not."
"I am!" He said. "Its just that I don't want her to suffer. Thats all."
"Well she won't be suffering for very long." Dixie told him. "A few days at most."
"Yeah I guess."

Zoe walked in then.
"Hey." She said, seeing Dixie there with Lenny.
"Hey Zoe." Dixie said.
"Know anything about Linda?" Zoe and Linda were good friends.
"Not yet. Still waiting." Lenny said.
"Oh. What happened, anyway?" She asked.
"She was in the middle of texting me, then stopped all of a sudden, and I knew she was ill today so I went to check, and found her in the middle of her kitchen on the floor." Lenny said, shaking.
"Its a good job you checked on her." Zoe said. "She is lucky to have a boy like you, you know."
"Thanks, that means a lot." Lenny said.
"Its no problem, because its true." She said, and sat the other side of him. "She will be fine, im sure."
"I know, ive heard that before." Lenny smiled, but still extremely worried.

Dylan walked in, and Lenny stood up, knowing Dylan was working on Linda.
"She is fine." He said, and walked back out.
"What? Wait! Dylan!" Lenny said, annoyed.
"What?" Dylan asked.
"Whats wrong with her?" Lenny asked.
"Nasty stomach bug." He said. "The same one we all had last year, which is why no one else has caught it."
"Oh." Lenny said. "Can I see her?"
"Sure." Dylan said. "She over there." He pointed, then walked away. Dylan being Dylan.

Lenny walked with Zoe to the room that Linda was in. They put her in the same room as her niece.
"Lenny? Is that Linda?" Britney asked as he walked in, and he could see she was panicking.
"Yes, it is, but she is fine." Lenny said, walking over to her.
"What happened to her?" Britney said.
"She stopped texting me, I got worried because she wasnt well, and found her on the floor of the kitchen." Lenny explained. "She is fine. Minor head injury, and maybe concussion."
"What caused it?"
"Stomach bug." Lenny said. "You have obviously had it beofre otherwise they wouldn't put you in the same room."
"Yeah, they asked me if I had one around sometime last year." Britney said.
"Yeah." Lenny said. "Well, she is fine."
"Okay." Britney said, still visibly worried.

Lenny walked over to Linda, and noticed she was on another drip, the second one that day.
"Oh Linda." Lenny said, putting his hand on her head and stroked her forehead with his thumb. "Feel better." He whispered, before getting a chair and pulling it over to the bed and sitting down, leaning against it. "I will be right here when you wake up." He said, before getting ready for a long, uncomfortable night.