A/N Thank you so much to everyone who is following this story and has reviewed so far. It means a lot there's a few more chapters based in Kenya then we'll be heading to the Uk I've not really started these chapters yet, having A bit of a mental block with them. There's still another 5 chapters after this one though that are pre written so the next few updates at least should be quick. Anyway hope you're all enjoying and as always reviews are much appreciated. Xx

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Georgie was lying on the hospital bed, hooked up to a drip looking out the window when she heard the footsteps. She turned to see Captain James approaching. He looked a little dishevelled, covered in dust with a few scrapes and cuts on his face. Not the usual polished captain she was used to.

He approached cautiously. Not sure if she'd want to see him or not. She motioned that it was ok for him to come in.

"I'm a bit bloody relieved to see you Lane. I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if something had happened. Well done. I'm proud of you."

Georgie started to cry. The emotion of it all finally hitting her.

"I'm sorry sir. You must think I'm a right emotional wreck"

"Not at all Lane. Do you think I don't get affected by things, that I don't cry. You've been through so much I'd be worried if you weren't emotional."

He paused. Not really sure what to say next. Truth be told he was a little bit intimidated by her, or in awe of her actually. He couldn't believe she'd managed to get a signal out to them. That she survived whatever hell they put her through, and was now worried about being emotional about it all. That was Georgie though. Strong. Tough.

He proceeded carefully "The thing with our job Lane, is that we can't unsee the things we've seen. I'm really sorry about Kiki. I wish that hadn't happened and that you hadn't seen it. I know it's not like we haven't seen death before in our job but this is very different. It's ok to be affected by it."

"I just don't understand how people can be so evil boss"

"Me either Lane but that's the world we live in. These people, the terrorists, they aren't rational. They don't think like us. But they thrive on fear. They want us to be scared. If we don't show them fear then they can't win" he paused for a second,

"When you speak to the psychiatrist you must tell them everything. Don't go saying you're fine and you want to get back to work asap. You've been through a lot."

"I am fine boss"

"I rest my case Lane. Please tell them everything. If you'd been shot you wouldn't be on active duty. Just because you might not have any physical injuries, actually i'll rephrase that, any serious physical injuries, it doesn't mean you aren't wounded"

"If I tell them everything the psychiatrist will be in tears boss"

"Then so be it"

They sat in an awkward silence. Georgie didn't really want to talk about it anymore. Well not to Captain James anyway. She wanted to change the subject.

"I don't mean to sound rude boss but you look like shit. What happened?"

"Small incident with an RPG when we were rescuing you. We went after 2 insurgents that were getting away."

"The British guy, Abu?" She questioned. James nodded his head

"Did he escape?"

James gave a small nod. "Yes. I'm sorry Lane. We tried. We will get him though. He won't be allowed to get away with this. When you're feeling up to it we'll do a debrief and see if you have any information that might help."

She gave a small nod. "One other question Boss"

Captain James nodded,"Why him? Why Elvis?"

Shit. He knew it was only a matter of time before she brought him up.

"It wasn't my call Lane"

"Can you imagine how I felt seeing him again? Thought it was bad enough being kidnapped."

"Unfortunately he is one of the best and we needed the best. Having said that if I'd known they were sending him I would have vetoed it but as it happens I do think he was probably the best person to come. He wouldn't have let anything happen to you Lane."

She didn't respond to that."Where's Molly?"

"I think she's speaking to the doctor to check on your blood work." Georgie nodded then said quietly,

"Thank you for bringing her out here"

"That wasn't my call either Lane. I was just as shocked as you when you saw Elvis for the first time, when Molly stepped off the helicopter...except I didn't smack her one". Georgie smiled.

"Yeah the lads talk. Good on you. I think I'm most proud of you for that" he said with a smile.

Just then she glanced towards the door and saw Elvis stood there. Charles followed her gaze.

"Want me to get rid of him"

Georgie just nodded and looked away.

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As Molly rounded the corner to Georgie's room she saw Elvis hovering in the doorway. What the hell was he doing there. She'd already told him to leave it alone. She could feel the anger rising. God he was arrogant. He was the last thing Georgie needed right now and after her reaction in the helicopter she doubted she'd want to see him anyway.

Approaching him she gently tapped him on the shoulder.

"Elvis, what you doing 'ere?"

"I just need to speak to her"

Her words came out a little harsher than she meant them too.

"I don't care what you need mate. This ain't about you. It's about Georgie. Stop being so selfish for once in your life. Let her come to you when she's ready. Hounding her ain't going to do any good. She's just been held captive for 48 hours. She's traumatised. The last thing she needs is you fawning over her like a bloody puppy dog. If she wants to speak to you she will. Just leave her alone for a bit yeah. Also she's probably in shock seeing you."

"Just tell her though that I..."

"Elvis", she shot him a warning glance, "please just go'

A little more softly she said "I'll look after her. Nothing's gonna happen to her here. I promise. You did your job. Let me do mine. I'll speak to you later. "

With that he skulked off like a lost dog. Captain James was watching this play out in the corridor. As was Georgie. He'd never known Elvis to actually listen to anyone as much as he listened to Molly. To be honest he was surprised she was even talking to him but something seemed to have happened between the two of them when they arrived here. Gone was the blind hatred she used to have for him, she seemed more tolerant of him, almost friendly. He made a mental note to ask her. He hoped Elvis hadn't managed to charm Molly too, she'd always been impervious to his charms. As much as Charles liked Elvis, he was after all one of his best mates, he knew all too well the propensity he had for fucking up peoples lives. Thinking he can just swan around doing what he likes without realising the consequences. One of the things Charles liked about Molly was that she took no shit from him. She totally had the measure of him, or so he thought, but now he wasn't so sure.

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Molly walked into the room and stood at the door. She didn't want to interrupt Charles and Georgie. They were, technically, still on duty and Charles was Georgie's CO, Molly knew well enough that there was protocol to follow. So she hung back and waited till they gave her the signal. Charles stood up and cleared his throat,

"Right. I'll leave you to two it. I'll see you in the morning for discharge and debrief Lane. And listen to everything the medic says" he smiled and winked at Molly.

Lane smiled wearily. "Thanks boss"

Molly turned to Charles. "Before you go could I have a quick word?"

"Sure. Outside in the corridor" he jerked his head in the direction.

It was the first time she'd seen him since the RPG incident. She took a quick glance around and checking no one was watching threw her arms around his neck.

"Woah molls. I know you're happy to see me. And believe me I'm bloody glad to see you. But not here" he gazed down into her eyes. She knew he was right.

"Sorry. It's just I thought i'd lost you"

Bending down so she could feel his breath on her neck he whispered "I know. But I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere". He gently squeezed her hand and traced his thumb around her knuckles to show her that he did care and he did want the affection. Just not in the corridor of the hospital.

"When that RPG went off I felt sick. I'm so sorry I led you into that ambush" she looked at his face and saw the cuts and grazes. She tenderly reached out a hand to touch them.

"Molly it was not your fault. I made the decision to go there. If it wasn't for you watching out for us we'd all be dead". She gave him a small smile but he could see the anguish in her eyes.

"Look you better get back in there. Georgie needs you. I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

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Molly turned away and walked back into the room. Georgie was staring out the window looking vacant, broken.

"Hey," she said softly,

"Hey"

Georgie grabbed Molly's hand, as she leant down on to the bed to give her a hug.

"I'm so glad to see you molls. You have no idea. I just want to see a friendly face you know" She could see tears in her eyes.

"Yeah I do. As much as the lads are great, not necessarily the first thing you wanna see after such an ordeal, might make you worse" she said trying to raise her spirits and make her laugh. Something she hoped she hadn't permanently lost. Georgie smiled but it didn't quite reach her eyes.

"I'm so sorry about Kiki. I know what it's like to watch someone die in your arms." Georgie briefly saw a flash of sadness behind Molly's eyes. She knew she was talking about smurf.

"When you speak to the psychologist you need to properly unload. Don't bottle all this up Georgie. You won't be able to move forward if you don't."

Molly knew all too well how important it was to let go of situations and not blame yourself. She'd been through enough therapy of her own over the last few years.

"You sound like your husband", she said wrapping her arms around Molly's neck clinging to her, then she started sobbing.

"I can't get it out of my head molls. I see it all. Everytime I close my eyes it's there. I want to scrub myself to try and wash it all away. I can feel the metal of the knife on my throat. Hear them telling me I'm gonna die. I can feel the chains round my wrists that were tied so tight I couldn't breath and wanted to give up, the boots on my head, their hands all over my body. And I see kikis blood on my hands when I look down."

Molly noticed she was shaking. "I hear the gunshot and then watch the life leave her. I couldn't help her. I'm a medic and I couldn't help her…Georgie was becoming hysterical now. "How can people be so evil molls?"

"I'm so sorry Georgie. I'm so sorry you had to go through this."

Molly couldn't help it. She was in tears listening to her friend. She didn't know what to do. She'd never seen her like this before and she'd definitely never been in this situation before, so she did the only thing she could, which was hold her and let her talk and cry, until Georgie fell asleep through sheer exhaustion