The next two days at the hospital were so busy that she barely had time to eat and to her disappointment she hadn't seen Hanssen either. She figured that he was probably busy with CEO stuff. That side of things had never much interested her and she didn't envy him having to answer to the big bosses like Sir Frasier. If she'd had time perhaps she'd have tried to make an excuse to stop by his office just to see him, but as it was she was buried in work. Jac had been a bit nicer ever since she made the diagnosis of the relatively rare Wegner's. She figured it had gained her some respect in Jac's world, and it was a relief not to have to think of witty comebacks for her. She was beginning to realize that Jac's bark was worse than her bite, and once you had proved yourself to her, she backed off a bit. However, she knew that any status she had with Jac could change in a heartbeat.

Finally, after an agonizingly long eighteen-hour shift she was ready to go home, and she went to the locker room to gather her stuff. Lifting her mobile, she looked down to check it only to find a message flashing up from her calendar to let her know that the next night at 8pm was the opera in Sweden. Maybe he had changed his mind she thought since he hadn't been in touch to tell her any more about it. A pang of disappointment slammed her in the stomach and it felt like a horse had kicked her at close range. Packing up her stuff, she walked out of the locker room and through the front doors of the hospital into the night air, which was so cold she could see her breath in it. She swung her bag over her shoulder after retrieving her car key out of it, and pulled her woolen coat tighter around her and made her way to her car.

As she got close to her beloved Audi A4, she could see a tall figure standing right next to it, and she immediately knew who it was. A surge of excitement ran through her and she felt like a child on Christmas morning. Walking slowly towards him, she casually thought to herself that she didn't know how much longer her poor stomach could take the ups and downs it was experiencing recently. It was so intense and something she hadn't felt in such a long time. Having devoted herself to her career she didn't have time to allow herself to feel like this about anyone, and even now, it wasn't planned but somehow she couldn't resist him, and so here she was feeling like she was sixteen again. She stopped when she was right in front of him, smiling widely at him. 'Good Evening Miss Adams,' he said, his voice firm and steady, as ever. 'Hi stranger,' she replied, blushing and silently cursing at how he made her regress from a confident professional to a bumbling mess. 'Ah, yes, I have been rather in absentia I'm afraid. The powers that be have been keeping me very busy, but we won't talk about that now. Are you quite ready for tomorrow?' He raised his eyebrows and clasped his hands behind his back, patiently waiting for her to reply. 'I'm very much looking forward to it Mr. Hanssen. Shall I meet you at the airport?' She looked up at him as she answered and enjoyed taking him in, having genuinely missed seeing his face the last two days. 'I'll pick you up if that suits you. Be ready for five please.' He let himself smile at her and her heart swelled with love for him. 'Of course,' was all she could say and then she realized she was going to have to go home alone and seeing him made that difficult because when she was with him all she wanted was more of him. Suddenly she became very aware of where they were. She wanted more than anything to lean into him, wrap her arms around him and feel the closeness of him next to her, but they were in the car park at work and neither of them needed any extra hassle of colleagues knowing and judging them. As if he read her mind he leaned down towards her and whispered, 'Tomorrow is ours Miss Adams. I'm looking forward to it.' And with that, he lifted her hand, kissed the back of it before turning and striding away to his Volvo. She stood for a moment, regaining her composure before climbing in her own car and heading for home.