I wrote this in one day pretty much and I know I promised last chapter that this one was going to be normal but I lied, sorry. I would like to know what you guys want to see between the two, do we want close friendship, relationship, sex etc.? There's a romantic scene in this chapter that's a bit cliche but I write M rated stuff better ;) Tell me what you'd like to see and I'll see what I can do cause I'm stuck to be honest and my writing has become terrible and goofy so please tell me what you truly honestly think.


"Bastard car!" She yelled, kicking the deflated tyre. She got to her knees again before taking another painful look at the snapped coil that had slashed the inside of her tyre.
"Something the matter?" The deep and unmistakable voice asked from above her. Hanssen was only parked a few cars away and had spent the past few minutes watching Tabitha's actions with mild amusement.
She sighed and tutted before getting to her feet and resting her hand on the roof, "Snapped suspension coil that has completely slashed my off side front tyre and all thanks to that bloody pot hole at the entrance over there that I have been doing my best to avoid for weeks until that twat of a night shift Orthopod speeds towards me at 40mph causing me to drive right through it."
Hanssen watched her hand with distaste as her nails slowly dragged across the roof of the car with an awful squeal. Then one of her most annoying habits kicked in, she began drumming her nails.
"I mean, how do I get home now? This is an MOT failure so if I drive I'm illegal and I live out of town so public transport will be quite a pricey nightmare. What do I do? I don't know what to do." She shook her head, tears formed in her eyes, "The thought of leaving poor Sammy here all on her own is heart-breaking."
Henrik rolled his eyes, 'Oh dear, it appears she has named her car, and has formed an unhealthy attachment to it.' He thought. He forged a smile, "Well let's go inside and see if we can't get a recovery van here before your shift ends, shall we?"
Tabitha sighed and nodded, opening her boot with disdain and grabbing her bag.

As they reached his office Tabitha carried on down the corridor heading towards her own office.
"Miss Rees, may you wait one moment, I have something for you." He unlocked his office and quickly returned with an envelope.
Tabitha took it with a look of confusion, "Thanks." She slowly turned and carried on towards her office.
She sat in the cramped cupboard that formed her little office and began to open the envelope. Suddenly her vision went blurry and a stomach cramp seemingly worse than a stab wound gripped her tightly. She felt sick and quickly wheeled her office chair towards the bin at the side of her desk. She wretched and heaved but nothing came of it. Finally the cramp calmed and she dropped back in her chair, hanging her head back. The room was spinning and she felt sleepy. She took a quick rummage through her top drawer where she found some co-codamol, popping out two tablets she reached for her water bottle and gulped down the pills.

Hanssen got straight onto the phone, "Good Morning is that AA Rescue? … I'm calling on behalf of a Dr Tabitha Rees, I believe she is signed on with you? … Excellent, now she is parked in the Holby City Hospital car park at the moment, she hit a rather large pot hole at the entrance and it has snapped her suspension coil which has caused some tyre damage too. … Yes, it is a Yellow Smart Coupe registration CM57 SAM… That's perfect thank you."
He dialled another number, "Miss Rees, I've sorted out a recovery service for you, they will be here in 20 minutes, ok?"
"Yep, that's fine, thank you Mr H."
Henrik smiled, "You're welcome." He hit the button to end the call and sighed, leaning back in his chair, 'What should Tabitha help out with today I wonder? She has no experience of emergency medicine and I can't leave her unsupervised for any treatment anyway.'

After signing sheet after sheet of stock orders, staff rotations and theatre requests he stood and wandered over to the window. Looking into the car park he was pleased to find two bright yellow vehicles parked side by side. He swiftly left to give Tabitha the good news. As he reached the office he glanced through the small window, she was reading her letter intently. His knock seemed to startle the poor girl as she fumbled to place the sheet back in the envelope and hide it beneath her desk. Henrik decided it best to wait for her call.
"Come in." She tried to look busy as she turned her head to see who her visitor was, "Ah, Mr Hanssen?"
He just poked his head through the door, "You've got a friend it seems." He smiled at his joke before nodding towards the window.
She took a peak out and smiled shaking her head. She swiped the keys from her desk and headed for the car park.

Henrik watched from the window of the staircase, as he normally did. The AA man took a look underneath the drivers' side wheel before getting up and nodding his head, he leaned against the car and began explaining something.

"Yep, it's exactly what you said." He got to his feet.
"So what are your plans? I need this back today preferably." Tabby brushed the hair out of her face.
She tensed as the mechanic leaned against her car, "Well, we'll take her in, see if we can't replace the coil and the tyre and she should be back to you by early this afternoon."
"And how much is it going to cost?"
"Well it depends on the garage but price wise it can be 150 to 200 quid, the tyre shouldn't be too much, you could get a decent second hand tyre for about 40, 50 pound."
"I bet that's all bloody labour costs too." She rolled her eyes.
"It's all in the job, Miss." He chuckled and turned to get the van, "So we'll tow her over to your garage and get her sorted. You can join us if you like?" He shouted over the little Smart whilst he went to sort out the towing equipment.
"Na, you're alright, I've got to stay here anyway."
Soon the car was hitched to the back of the van. Tabby was slightly reluctant to hand over the key, "She's in safe hands, Miss, don't you worry." The AA man rubbed her arm caringly before getting into the van and setting off.
She breathed a deep sigh and headed back indoors.

Tabby reached the flight where Henrik was stood. He began descending, "All sorted then, Miss Rees?"
"Of course." She replied. As she passed him though she got another painful cramp and the room began to spin again.
Henrik noticed her agony and paused, "Are you alright?"
"Absolutely fine." She unconvincingly assured.
As she staggered up the steps Henrik followed, "Well you certainly don't look fine." He persisted.
Finally at the top of the flight she stopped and turned, "Look I'm not feeling my best today alright, I'm just a little dizzy."
"Well that's not good."
"No, it isn't, so I'm going to head back to my office and wade it out." She reached for the banister but fell short and instead began to topple forward towards Hanssen.
Swiftly he ran up a few steps and caught her. He felt her cling to him desperately and whimper, "Alright, Tabitha, you're alright, I've got you."
He managed to get her back on her feet and help her up to the top and away from the steps, "So you're fine, are you?"
She couldn't find an answer.
"Right, come with me."

He sat her down on the sofa in his office and he immediately began to examine her, "What are these pains you're experiencing? Are they period pains?"
She nodded.
"Are you on yet?"
She nodded.
"Have you experienced these dizzy spells before?"
"Sometimes."
"Do they normally occur around this time of the month?"
"Always."
"Are you heavy?"
"It changes."
"How's your diet?"
"Normal."
"Do you feel lethargic regularly?"
"Only around this time."
He stood up suddenly, "Right I'll have a blood test done, query anaemia."
She rolled her eyes, "Christ, I could have told you that."
He sat at his laptop, "Yes well, it's better to get it diagnosed, isn't it?"
"Can you do the blood then?"
Henrik carried on typing, "Why?"
"I'd prefer to keep it low key, alright?" She raised her voice.
He shot her stern look.
"Sorry." She hung her head.
"Yes, I can do your bloods for you but you have to promise me that any other problems you're having you talk to me, am I clear?"
"Crystal, Hanssen. Crystal." She replied flippantly. She got to her feet to wander to his desk.
"You need to remember that any problems that affect your work affect mine. Sit!" He ordered, "I'm not having you falling down another staircase, particularly if I'm not there to catch you."
She complied when another one of her cramps hit her again. She whimpered.
Henrik watched with sympathy as Tabby grabbed a cushion and hugged it to her stomach, "I'll be back in a moment."

A few minutes later he came back with a tray of equipment, a pack of tablets and glass of water. Tabby shivered at his touch as he placed the band around her arm.
"I'm sorry, are my hands cold?" His voice was quiet and rather therapeutic.
"No, it's fine." She smiled weakly.
He reached for the syringe, "What have you had to eat this morning?" His voice was still low and calming.
"I had a coffee this morning but that was all that I wanted."
"Ok, now just hold still for me you should only feel a scratch."
She quickly held her free hand over her arm, "Wait. S-sorry, I'm not too good with needles. I can put them in other people I just don't like it myself." She smiled apologetically.
"You have nothing to be sorry for, Tabitha. You might find it easier to close your eyes." He placed his hand over Tabby's eyes as she shut them. The feeling of his hand made her cheeks tingle but all too soon he moved it away, "All done."
She opened her eyes to see him holding a syringe full of blood. She had been so distracted by his touch she didn't even feel the sharp sting. Tabby had closed her eyes again and her head was spinning whilst Henrik held a piece of cotton to her arm and he couldn't help but tease as he noticed her cheeks flush pink.
"Pleasant thoughts, Miss Rees?" He smiled sheepishly.
Her eyes shot open, "What?"
He gently rubbed his thumb over her cheek, "Your cheeks have gone bright red." He teased.
She looked shocked, "No they haven't."
Tabby was sat towards the edge of the sofa and Henrik had crouched in front of her to do the procedure. As Tabby giggled she seemed to move closer towards Henrik and before they knew it their faces were only centimetres apart.
Tabby's giggles subsided as she fell into the heat of the trust, care and lust they had built. They gazed into each-other's eyes and that's when Henrik knew what they were to do next, it was only a matter of time and confidence. He was unsure whether he should, it wouldn't be right, but then why would it be wrong? Their job roles meant they had a close relationship anyway, what would be wrong with them getting any closer?
Their faces drew closer to one other; Henrik could smell the sweet scent of cherry from her hair. Their lips were mere millimetres apart. 3, 2, 1 … *Ring Ring*

They both sighed, "Well, *cough* I'd better get that." He stood looking a little flustered.
"Hanssen… patch it through please… Hanssen… excellent but I'm afraid she can't be there at the time, would it be alright I did so on her behalf?... Henrik Hanssen, her boss… she is with me now, Miss Rees would you allow me to collect your car key speak up so the nice, untrusting man on the phone can hear you." He held the phone towards her.
"Yep, that's fine, Mr Hanssen. Just as long as it doesn't go missing, like last time." She mockingly tutted and rolled her eyes with her sarcastic comment to which Henrik smiled amused.
"Did you get that?... good, I will see you in 30, thank you." He placed down the phone, "They're just changing the tyre but it will be here in about half an hour. Those tablets are for you by the way, Paracetamol. Now, how about some Vinter Nöjena?"
Tabby's head shot up, "Oh, yes please."