Bella jumped up from her seat at the sight of a woman with blonde hair and a brown coat standing in reception. "Ruth! Yay!" Bella came to a halt in front of the doctor. "Hi, sorry. Just nice to see you. I'm sorry I didn't visit that much, I just hate that bit of the- Yeah, anyway? Do you want to get started, I've got a lovely old man with a hernia, a lot of habitual vomiting, two tramps, a trampoline injury- I bet you missed this?"

Bella took Ruth by the arm, seeing that she was feeling slightly underwhelmed by the situation. Bella knew how she felt. "They seem to have made some mix- up with the GP referral scheme, cubicles is chaos and Tess is just about ready to explode. KABOOM."

Ruth echoed weekly, "Kaboom?"

"Trust me, it'll get easier."

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Tess stepped into the main foyer of the E.D. "Everyone, can you just listen up please?"

Bella was just about to examine a patient in cubicle 13. She smiled at the patient, "Can you just give me a second?" and closed the cubicle curtain and went to stand by Lenny.

Tess continued, "As I'm sure you've realised, there's been a glitch?"

Lenny grinned at Bella, "What, a glitch in the NHS?"

Bella nodded seriously, "It's amazing that they aren't so common, actually."

Tess sighed. "We have to look after the GP admissions till they can be shipped across town."Professor Williams has asked for the medical staff's help with this by assessing each patient and checking that they're fit for transport."

Zoe rolled her eyes. "Does he want us to do a deep clean at the same time Tess?"

"I know it's not strictly our responsibility, but if we all work together-"

Adam's voice, on the phone, cut across what she was saying. "Hi, I've got a 56 year old man with a peri-"

"Adam?" Tess turned and shot him a concerned look. "Adam! I'm talking."

Adam rolled his eyes, "As you were-"

They were interrupted by a shout and the sound of a bin falling over. The team turned to look at a brawl between two patients through the reception window. Bella grinned at Big Mac who nodded and they said in unison. "On it."

"Bella, I've told you before that you aren't security-" Tess was interrupted by Ruth appearing around the corner. "Tess there's a fight in reception."
Bella shot Ruth a smile, dodging Tess's disapproving look as she went assist Mac in the separation of two elderly patients. Tess scowled at Bella before turning to face the rest of the team. "And Dr Winters is back to work with us today, so if we can assist her in any way, that would be good, okay?"

Lenny leant towards Zoe and muttered under her breath. "Is she safe?"

Zoe frowned. "Safer than you. And definitely safer than Bella."

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Bella groaned. "Bloody hell this place is chaos. I have sixteen patients in CDU. 16 patients in 6 beds. Adam are you even- Nevermind."

Adam was staring at a table. "Maybe you should ask Henry- Oh look, there he his."

"Adam-"

Tess came out of her office with a motorcycle helmet and a set of leathers. "Why is my office a dumping ground for patients belongings? Bella are these yours?"

Bella shook her head, "Not mine, maybe the patient in resus- Henry's daughter?"

Adam didn't look up. "Ask your nurses."

Henry reached the three of them. "Adam. I told you GP referals were a matter of priority. We just have to get them-" Henry was followed by a greasy haired man in a leather jacket with a smug smile on his face.

Adam rolled his eyes, "-off your spreadsheets and onto someone elses."

Henry frowned, "You know there's a very clear loose cannon procedure in this trust, don't make me use it."

Adam looked at Bella, his mouth a firm line, and then back at Henry again. "Fine. I'll see the kid. Better be quick though, tit might be a complex case, it might even take all day."

Henry turned to Bella and Tess, "If that patient isn't out of this department in two hours time, heads will roll."

Bella rolled her eyes. "Sometimes it's a little more complicated than that, but then I guess it all looks the same on your spreadsheet. Do you ever get tired of looking at rows of numbers Henry, 'cause I sure get tired of hearing about them. Has anyone even looked at the date today?" Bella slid off of her seat and left Tess to apologize for the behaviour of the doctors.

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Bella swung open the door to CDU. Instead of what she expected, a room full off vomiting or complaining patients, scattered haphazardly from wall to wall, CDU was practically empty, in fact only four of the beds were occupied. Ruth stepped out of a cubicle. Bella looked around. "Bloody hell Ruth, what have you done with my patients?" She made a show of peering behind the desk, half expecting to find a ward full of patients camped out underneath. "Nope."

Ruth smiled and handed Bella a pile of notes. "He's gone home with a clinic appointment, these two have been transferred to St James's, and he's gone home with antibiotics. I just need you to sign this ones referral form, the incontinent lady, she's going up to neurosurgery?"

"Neurosurgery? I thought someone was coming down from geriatrics?"

"Slipped disc, acute chorda equina syndrome."

Bella nodded, she was impressed. "Nice one buddy, how did you persuade them to take her?"

"Well I said if they didn't find her a bed, I'd operate on her myself down here."

It took Bella a second to realise that the young doctor wasn't joking. She whistled. "Girl you've got some guts, I will buy you as many drinks as you will like. You have saved my day, and saved my headache."

Ruth smiled slightly.

"I guess I can leave you in charge here?"

Ruth nodded.

Bella whooped. "Dr Winters is back in da house."

Ruth stepped back, slight alarmed. "Bella please."

Bella smiled, "Sorry mate. I don't know how we coped without you."

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"Charlie!" Bella grinned and did a theatrical leap across the E.D at the sight of her favorite nurse. "Boy have I missed you."

Charlie held his hands up, "Steady on, Bella, how are you doing?"

Bella smiled. "All the better for seeing you, Mr Fairhead."

Charlie raised an eyebrow, "Still mixing drink and drugs then Bella?"
"I am not hungover. That hungover."

"I can tell it just from the bags under your eyes." He smiled teasingly.
Bella gave him a mock offended look. "Bags, what bags?"

"Charlie?" Zoe weaved her way through the bustle of the nurses station. "What are you you doing here?"

"I was summoned."

Bella smiled, "Ooh, sounds ominous."

Charlie's eyes came to rest on Ruth. "How you doing?"

Bella was still holding Charlie's arm. She had always looked upon Charlie as an honorary grandparent and he had always done his best too look out for her. "She was brilliant, not quite sure how we coped without her."

Zoe nodded, "Cleared CDU like a phosphate enima."

Charlie smiled his crinkly eye smile. "Sweet."

"Ah Charlie, good. Perfect timing." Nick Jordan spared a moment to smile at Bella before spreading his arms in his trademark manner. "Listen up everyone, if you please. I had a visit today, from a key member of our team who voiced what I think most of us have been feeling for some time." Nick turned to Charlie. "That you have been very badly treated, and your transfer was not in the best interest of this department, so I have been jugling the budgets, and I think that we can recreate your position, more or less immediately, if you would like to come back to the E.D."

Charlie sounded grave. "How long before you need to know?"

Bella met Ruth's eyes and disentangled herself from Charlie, who shrugged. "Oh alright then, since you asked so nicely, and if I declined I have a feeling that Dr Jordan would never speak to me ever again, wait, perhaps that might be a reason to reconsider."

Bella started a spontaneous round of applause before engulfing Charlie in a hug, "I've missed you." Bella grinned, "Drink?"

Charlie shook his head, "Not for you. I'm sure everyone's had enough of you bouncing off of the walls every morning."

Bella frowned, "Oh, Mr Fairhead, you ruin all my fun."

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