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"You scared me" Mo spoke quietly, her heart hammering in her chest as she looked in to Jac's glistening eyes. Jac blinked rapidly, knowing acutely that she was a mess and that she didn't want to be seen like this, even by Mo who had already seen her in a moment of weakness.

"What are you doing here?" Jac asked quietly, wondering for a moment if it was really Mo in front of her, or just some strange vision, a hallucination sent for her. But Jac could feel the cold radiating from Mo's body, and she could feel her breath.

"I was worried about you" Mo answered, and Jac could see the honesty in her eyes. It caused a fresh wave of tears to slip down her cheeks; and made her wonder even more if the woman in front of her was merely a vision despite the overwhelming evidence to the contrary; because people did not worry about Jac, or even if they did they didn't make any efforts based on that feeling.

Mo sighed a little and took hold of Jac's hand in hers, despite having come in from the cold, the ice of Jac's skin came almost as a shock to Mo. Looking at her colleague, Mo realised that Jac's hair was dripping better and she was clad only in the lightest of materials. She was shivering and shaking. Mo's frowned deepened, thinking back over the last few hours and what had led her here.


"Jonny talk to me" Mo said pulling him in to the staffroom, having just had to revive little Eilir which had left her feeling more than a little bit shaky. It had happened so suddenly and her heart was still beating wildly in her chest but not the adrenaline was wearing off and the emotion was settling in.

"There's nothing to talk about" Jonny answered, here but he didn't walk away from her. Instead he sat down on one of the seats and watched as Mo made the pair of them a drink. In reality he needed alcohol but he'd have to settle for something less effective.

"I saw the two of you arguing" Mo told him, turning to face him. She'd seen the way Jac had tried to escape to her office, before her emotions became visible and how he'd followed his anger building. She had seen traces of Jonny's anger before but never seen him lose It completely; and the idea that he would have done so today terrified her.

"It was nothing. Just Jac being Jac" He responded, trying to keep his tone level and calm. Mo could tell that he was lying but there was something about the way he was looking that made her wonder if he'd even open up to her.

"You sure Jonny-Mac?" She questioned. There was that little boy lost look in his eyes but there was something more than that though she wasn't certain of what. Perhaps guilt; there was the hint of the puppy eyes that she'd come to associate with guilt but there were so many emotions in his face that she couldn't name them all.

"Just drop it Mo" he told her, a slight bite to his words. A dangerous undercurrent. She blinked a little, Jonny so rarely showed any anger towards her, they always knew that teasing and joking was in fun and that probing questions were out of caring.

"I'm worried about you" She told him, trying to diffuse his anger a little though she wasn't sure how effective it would be. He looked up at her, and tried to force a smile on to his face; to look normal.

"I'm fine Mo" he said quietly "It's the stress with Eilir, and Jac well I just took it out on her. Nothing more" he added and Mo crinkled her eyes a little, trying to suss out whether he was telling her the whole truth. Normally his lies didn't get passed her but she couldn't tell this time and it scared her a little. She knew why Eilir got to him. It had all come out years before but after that he'd never mentioned it again, but today it seemed to have flared up again.

"and Jac's fine too?" She asked, unable to help herself. She wasn't sure how she felt about the idea that Jonny was potentially still in the dark about the baby but then she'd seen for herself how angry Jonny was, so could she really blame Jac if she hadn't told him in that situation.

"Why do you care so much about Jac all of a sudden?!" Jonny exclaimed, his suspicion suddenly aroused. Usually Mo didn't give two hoots about Jac Naylor.

"You seemed pretty angry Jonny and" Mo paused not quite sure how to word what she needed to say; without potentially giving away Jac's secret. Jonny's eyes flashed and he looked up at Mo, reading her face.

"You f*****g know don't you?" Jonny shouted at Mo, standing up from his seat, drawing himself up to his full height. Mo looked at him surprised, and for once she found herself speechless. "That's fantastic that is, my best friend knew and you didn't think to warn me. No instead you protected her" He turned away and stormed from the little room, leaving Mo bemused.

As she neared the end of her shift, the last hour or so passing with a strange atmosphere on the ward with Jonny doing his best to ignore her entirely. She wasn't sure she could ever remember a time when they'd been like this. But she was sure he was hurting, but there was a large part of her that was worried. He obviously knew, which meant Jac had told him.

She had seen Jac stood outside of Eilir's room. The pain and fear in her eyes. It was almost more than Mo could bear but she hadn't been able to search out the consultant because she'd disappeared off somewhere, so instead Mo had tackled Jonny.

But she'd been keeping a watchful eye out for Jac. She needed to make sure she was ok, more so now that she knew that Jonny knew and she'd seen the anger that was obviously coursing through him. It made her all the more worried for Jac and her state of mind.

Outside of the bay, Jac had been like a ghost. Frozen, traumatised and for a second it had scared Mo. It had scared her so much that if the child on the bed hadn't been her priority she would have rushed out to the consultant. To think that Jonny could have caused that broke Mo's heart a little. This wasn't her Jonny.

Finally she caught sight of Jac. But she hadn't been able to follow her. The consultant had moved quickly, her presence slipping so quietly from the hospital that it was almost like she hadn't truly been there. Like the shadow of a woman moving between them.

But Mo had seen her face; the blankness of her expression and yet the haunted look in her eyes. It was heart wrenching to see.

As much as she hated to admit it, Mo was terrified for Jac. There was something about that look that reminded her of something but she wasn't sure what. She looked so out of it, and yet there was obviously so much going on inside of her. And Mo wasn't sure that she could trust Jac not to do something stupid – even though it seemed so out of character for the consultant; but the combination of her emotions – heightened by hormones and what she had been through that day meant that Mo wasn't sure what to expect.

Mo didn't know where Jac lived and so even though it wasn't strictly allowed, or even right she found herself looking up the consultants address in the staff records. She knew that it was technically a disciplinary offence but she had to do it; she wouldn't have been able to live with herself if anything had happened.

Mo had made her way to the building on foot, she'd hitched a ride with Jonny that morning and she knew that there was no chance of getting a lift from him. So she walked, despite the cold wind and the rain battering against her. By the time she made it to the building she was drenched and freezing cold.

Making her way up the steps to the building, she felt shivers running down her spine, scared about what she would fine. As she knocked of the door, she'd listened for signs of life but she heard nothing. Instead she felt the door move under her fist, so she pushed it more firmly. It opened easily and she frowned, she couldn't imagine Jac leaving it open if she was in her right mind.

Stepping in to the flat, Mo was struck by how bare it was, how void of anything personal, anything that made it Jac's. Then her eyes fell on the figure in the chair, the still huddled up body with the tear stained face. She knelt down beside the figure, watching for the movement of her chest.

"Jac" her voice was panicked as she spoke the consultant's name, scared that she wouldn't receive a response. Almost with a start, she saw Jac's eyes open.


"I was worried about you" Mo repeated and Jac swallowed hard and tried to wipe at her face.

"Why?" Jac asked, her voice low. Mo squeezed the cold hand within hers.

"I know you told him" Mo answered honestly "I know he was angry" she added though she didn't expand on that. Jac felt the shaking in her body increase as she was reminded of his anger.

"I can't do this" Jac whispered, sobs wracking her body. She was so scared. Mo shift her position a little.

"Shh now" Mo murmured, her voice soft and reassuring. The sort of voice Jac could imagine a mother using to a small frightened child. "it's late and it's been a long day" Mo stood slowly and she pulled Jac with her, the consultant shaking so much that her balance wavered. Mo placed an arm around the other woman's body and guided her towards the room she guessed to be the consultant's bedroom. Gently she moved the consultant towards the bed and manoeuvred her body on to it. Jac put up no resistance. She was tired. So tired.

Instead she allowed Mo to treat her like a child. The pull the duvet around her body and to try to cover her cold body in warmth. Mo smiled down at the consultant, trying to look brighter than she felt.

"Sleep now Jac ok?" she whispered in to the dark "We can talk tomorrow but for now you need to sleep" the consultant closed her eyes and Mo smiled. She slipped quietly out in to the main room of the flat and she went for a moment to the window looking out in to the dark. If she wasn't mistaken, she thought she could make out Jonny's car but she couldn't be certain.

Drawing herself away, she settled herself in the chair hoping that she'd be able to sleep but knowing that it wouldn't be restful. She'd remain on alert for Jac. And tomorrow she'd be here for her, waiting.