It took Caleb a while to realize what he was hearing was Connie. Sobbing. First she was asking him not to leave her and now she was crying behind a closed door. His boss, the person who was dubbed the evil overlord by several of her staff, was now falling apart. Caleb didn't feel anything other than pity.

At first he knocked on the door, but after receiving no reply he simply strolled in, expecting to see Connie making some attempt to hide her tears or making an excuse for them such as hay fever or shock, but instead walked in to find her kneeling on the floor with a mini waterfall making its way down her blotchy cheeks.

"Con- Ms. Beauchamp!" Caleb shouted as he knelt down and placed his hands on her shoulders.

Connie didn't reply, but upon hearing her name did make a visible attempt to reel in her emotions. She sniffed loudly and shrugged his hands away, using her forearm to wipe the tears that were still falling off of her features.

"I asked you to wait outside." She stated, though Caleb could tell she wasn't at all sorry that he had come back in.

"I'm sorry," Caleb said at first but added, "I wasn't going to let you sit in here crying if there was something I could do about it."

"Why do you care?" She snapped as she got to her feet with a slight groan.

"Why do you think?" Caleb retorted, "I would have thought I've made that pretty obvious by now."

Connie didn't reply, and instead drew herself up to her full height, so she was less than an inch away from Caleb's shoulder, and strode over to her clothes. Caleb saw through this shoddy disguise almost immediately.

"Nice try." Caleb said with a small smile.

"Dr Knight would you mind leaving while I get dressed?" Connie asked, but the way she said it made it all too clear that this was a demand, not a suggestion.

"No I wouldn't." Caleb stated, and with that he strode over to the chair he had been sitting on while he awaited Connie's return to consciousness and sat back down again with his arms folded.

"What are you doing?" Connie demanded.

"I'm sitting down." Caleb replied.

"I asked you to get out."

"I know."

"Then why are you sitting there?"

"I'm waiting."

Connie let out a withering sigh.

"For what exactly?"

"For you to stop pretending you're okay and tell me, or show me, how you really feel." Caleb replied.

"Dr Knight please leave." Connie demanded, jerking her finger at the door for effect.

"No." Caleb said simply.

"Now!" Connie firmly said, raising her voice slightly.

"Connie its okay to let out how you're really feeling." Caleb stated, standing up and taking a step towards her.

"Get out!" Connie snapped as she started to shake once again.

"It's alright…" Caleb murmured as he took another step closer.

"Please Caleb!" Connie cried, bursting into tears again.

Caleb strode across and room and wrapped his long arms around her, pulling her close as he did so. She felt small and warm and, even though she was crying and trembling, strong. Caleb could feel the anger he had experienced when he saw her on the ground welling up again.

If Kieran Miller came anywhere near her again he would pay the price with his life.

…

Lily and Ethan were at a loss. They couldn't very well go back to the hotel in good conscience after what had happened to their boss but at the same time there was no real reason for them to stick around. Caleb seemed to have everything Connie related handled and they had already given their statements to the police along with everyone else who was in the ED at the time.

So now all they did was simply sit outside the ward Connie was in and wait for any news about either Dr Miller's arrest or Connie.

"You're quiet." Lily stated after several hours of silence.

"So are you." Ethan replied sleepily.

"Should we head back to the hotel? It's 3am." Lily asked after yawning.

"You can. I'll stay here." Ethan replied.

"No.. I don't really want to go back alone, not after today." Lily responded awkwardly.

"Of course. I'm sorry I didn't think," Ethan said politely, "Would you like me to take you back?"

"No, no," Lily replied waving a dismissing hand, "If you're good here then so am I."

"If you change your mind just let me know and we'll leave." Ethan said with a smile.

Lily nodded and for a few minutes everything returned to silence, Lily and Ethan occasionally glancing at each other and smiling with a slightly red tinge to their cheeks when they caught each other staring.

"Do you think she'll be okay?" Lily asked after a while, jerking her head towards the private room Connie was in.

Ethan appeared to consider this for a moment before replying, "If you'd asked that question about anyone else I wouldn't have been sure but Ms. Beauchamp is tough. I'm sure she'll pull through."

"If she won't on her own I'm sure Caleb will pull her through it." Lily replied after nodding.

"Yeah, at least if his behaviour ever since he saw her being attacked is anything to go by." Ethan said.

"It looked to me like there was something more going on than simply caring in the context of her being our boss." Lily stated.

"You too? They way he acted in the ED, when he refused to help… Does my brother have romantic feelings for our boss?" Ethan asked to no one in particular.

"I think so." Lily replied.

Ethan didn't speak for a while, instead sitting with his brow furrowed- apparently lost in thought. Lily sighed. He and his brother couldn't be more different. While Lily wasn't exactly fond of Caleb but at the same time they had called a ceasefire and she couldn't help but wonder if he was getting himself set up for a broken heart.

His musings were cut short however by a scuffle outside near the stairwell. Lily and Ethan got up and looked round the corner and were greeted by a wholly unwelcome sight.

There was Dr Miller struggling against five men in an attempt to reach the ward Connie was on. His face was a deep purple, his eyes bloodshot, and along with his creased shirt and trousers and scruffy hair he looked deranged.

"Get OFF of me! That crazy BITCH and her sidekick are going to pay for ruining my career!" He bellowed.

Ethan and Lily rushed forwards and tried their best to aid the effort of holding him back, but his enraged strength was terrifying. He broke three of the seven person grip and hurtled down the corridor towards Connie and Caleb at breakneck pace, shouting what sounded like the war cries of a mad man as he went.