Suddenly, Jac sat up. She screamed and screamed before crying into my chest. 'Jac, you're alright, both of you are…' I then explained everything to her; she seemed to understand straight away.

Michael arrived, Connie alongside him 'Okay Jac, you'll be aloud home in about three days, but I don't want to be seeing you here for at least a week and Valentine I think Hanssen wants you to begin work as soon as Jac's out of here. I know it's a pain but you've been off for quite a while and he can't cope without two members of staff.'

'Okay that's fine, anyway I don't think Jac minds putting her feet up for a week.'

'Don't assume you know what I would or wouldn't want. I've got to burry my daughter, or have you forgotten about that.'

Jac got out of bed, anger in her eyes. 'Whoa, Naylor what you doing, you can't be out of bed.'

'Shut up, you idiotic American, I'm not in the mood for you or anything you have to say. So I suggest you move before you make me angry.'

'Jac, calm down.' I said trying to get her back into bed.

'Get off me.' she shouted, pulling her arms away. 'Connie, can you please call me a cab. And yes I'm discharging myself against medical bloody advice.'

'Jac, I'm only doing that if you stay with me for the next few weeks. You're in no state to go home and I don't think that it would be wise to let you stay with Ollie when you're like this.'

'Thanks Connie.' She said, still glaring at me. 'You two will see me back at work in five days; inform Hanssen for me, so that he can get cover until then. Don't bother coming to see me, Neither Connie or I will let you in. you're lucky I'm still speaking to you, you insensitive ass holes.'

'Coming from the ice queen herself.' Said Michael, looking hurt.

'Jac, I'm so sorry.' I said, apologetically.

'Save it for someone that gives a damn.' She shouted, she began to cry again. 'I don't know why I expected you to care'

'Jac, calm down, let's just take you home and we can talk.' Connie said, helping her into a wheelchair. They left, leaving me and Michael to deal with the paper work.

'Ollie, I wouldn't take it heart, she's just upset. She'll forgive you in a couple of days, and the you'll both be fine.' Said Michael trying his best to be reassuring.

At Connie's Flat

'Okay Jac, make yourself at home whilst I put on the kettle.'

'Have you got a Computer? I need to plan Jessica's funeral. Also can I borrow you're phone, I need to phone social services.' Connie grabbed me both her laptop and her phone and went to find something.

'Hello.' Said a woman's voice.

'Hello, this is Jac Naylor. My daughter who was in care, died about three weeks ago. I've been in hospital since that day so I haven't been able to do anything. Would it be possible for me to get in contact with her care home and arrange her Funeral?' It felt horrible saying it, I didn't know what her response would be.

'Okay Miss Naylor, I'm sorry to hear that. What was her name?' She asked her voice comforting.

'Jessica Naylor.'

'Okay, she lived at Holby City care home. If you want, I could arrange for you to go there tomorrow and collect her stuff and visit the care workers. You could meet her friends and they could let you know a little about her.'

'That would be really nice, thank you. Am I loud to arrange the funeral myself, or is that down care workers?'

'Well, looking at her file, you're fully entitled to do that. You can go visit them at about ten o'clock tomorrow.'

'Thank you.' I said as Connie came back into the room. 'Connie, would you mind coming with me to the care home tomorrow.'

'Yeah sure. You're starting to look so much better. I've got some things that I used when my father died. You need to sort out the church, the flowers, the invites, the music and so on. So let's get started.'

'Thanks for this.' I said as we began to plan everything.

The next morning I got up and as Connie had taken the day off to help me, she made me breakfast. We drove to the care home, not saying much to each other. I was extremely nervous, as was she. I was worried that they'd blame me, that she wouldn't have any friends and to find out who she really was…