A/N: Hooray the writers of casualty have based this week's episode around Dixie and Jeff, I have seen the promo video for it and it looks AMAZING. BBC 1, This Saturday at 21:30 eeeks !

Dixie was angry, very angry. Yes she was tamping, she was nostril flaring, foaming at the mouth furious. She had a few choice words for the previous crew that did the last shift and she wouldn't hold back next time she saw them.

"I'll kill them, I'll bloody kill them."

She looked at the bucket of soapy water at her feet and hurled it at the ambulance, something she would like to do to the previous crew. Yes give them a good soaking before brutally beating them with the bucket after.

It had appeared on the last shout her colleagues had been pelted with eggs, no doubt off the Farmead estate.

The dirty tyres suggested they had driven to a very muddy location, judging by the smell probably a farm.

As well as the egg attack it would seem that some "aspiring artist." had decided to graffiti them a message.

That was just the outside it would seem her colleagues were big snackers. Well the crisp packets, sweet wrappers and pop cans littering the floor didn't just magically appear.

Dixie would have to give them some credit for their attempts of covering up the smell they had made, however it would seem the stench of fag ash was the more dominant than the pound shop's own brand air freshener that they had used.

She had wondered why they had seemed so eager to dash off, when she had arrived. Now she knew why.

She bent down and grabbed the sponge rubbing at the paint work, with each wipe she became more aggressive hoping to release the stress that had built up inside her.

She liked to think that every part of the ambulance she got clean symbolised a worry in her life.

She wiped the bonnet until it sparkled. She wanted to wipe away her doubts about Dawn and Jeff.

She cleaned the wing mirrors and then she could see the reflection clearly again. She wanted the same for herself, nothing seemed simple or straight forward anymore.

The hose pipe came out, spraying away the mud that clung to the tyres restoring them to their former glory. If only it was that simple for John, his addiction clung tight to him and it wasn't letting go.

She cleaned out the rubbish from ambulance stuffing it all in a bin liner and it was gone, the last thing she did was remove a banana skin that was draped over the sat-nav and with that it was in working order again. Yes the Sat- Nav could direct her anywhere but it couldn't direct her back to Jeff.

She sighed to herself and looked around the ambulance bay in search of Jeff, he had gone to London two days ago but she hadn't heard anything off him. The dog had been causing havoc with Dawn's allergies and Dixie had inevitably got the blame for this.

She had found the paramedic staff room to be empty, however it wasn't unheard of that they would occasionally venture into the main E.D one, to speak to the doctor's and nurses before their shift started.

She found her theory to be proved right upon finding him sat by the coffee machine, a blank look in his eyes and a cup of tea going cold in his hands. Big Mack sat chatting away in the corner telling one of his tall tales oblivious that Jeff had zoned out.

Mack looked over in her direction giving her a nod of understanding as he picked up his paper and made his way out to start his shift.

Lloyd who had been making himself a drink took note of Mack's actions and followed suit, after a firm talking to off Charlie on the previous shift he was on his best behaviour, how long this would last was anyone's guess.

Despite all this Jeff still didn't look up or react in any way, he looked washed out and exhausted.

"Are you alright kid?"

Startled he looked up to face her unaware of how long she had been stood there.

"How's little Abs?" He asked steering clear of any heavy talk.

"Well he's chewed up the cushions and there was an unfortunate incident involving Dawn's slippers but other than that he's just fine."

He managed a small smile for her before tipping what was left in the cup down the sink turning his back to her and taking a look out of the window.

"I'll take him back tonight, yeah?"

She watched him for a while before she replied, she had enjoyed having the canine with her. Dawn had been ill for the past two days yet somehow it seemed worth it, she had missed his playfulness and how he followed her everywhere she went.

"Yeah, go on then."

She placed her hands down into her pockets, exhaling loudly as she did so it was going to be another awkward shift by the way things were looking.

The staffroom door swung open, ripping through the awkward silence and diverting their attention.

Dylan strode in before throwing himself down onto the sofa in the corner, he made no attempts to greet them or even so much as make eye contact.

"Honestly it's like working in a zoo at times." He muttered to no one in particular, Dixie and Jeff couldn't tell whether he was having a bad day or was just being himself.

Dixie and Jeff exchanged confused glances, nobody could really understand Dylan. They broke each others gaze and looked over at Dylan before focusing on each other again, silently questioning whether they should speak to him before simultaneously shaking their heads in agreement that he was best left alone.

"Holby control to three zero six." Came the voice of the operator.

Dixie unclipped the radio from her belt without taking her eyes off Jeff, it was the first time in a while that they had been able to maintain eye contact without feeling awkward and she was reluctant to break it.

"Three zero six receiving."

Jeff watched as she took down the details off the operator. The previous night had been a long one, he had searched for John with his new found determination however it was tiresome and seemingly never ending, he just didn't want to be found.

Noting down the information she placed the radio back into her pocket.

"You ready then?" She asked before placing her hand lightly on his arm.

He tensed at the sudden gesture of affection, he glanced down just to be sure she had really done it. For so long they had been cold with each other. The term breaking the ice Sprung to mind. It was almost as if her warm touch was thawing the icy atmosphere.

He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out, he had forgotten her previous statement all he could focus on was her touch.

She brought her gaze away from his arm to meet his eyes for the second time that day they held the contact for a prolonged amount of time, not even looking away when one of them blinked.

"I'm sure the patient's family will take great comfort in the fact that their relative didn't receive medical care because the paramedics chose to stare at each other instead." Dylan remarked looking up from the sofa.

"I wasn't staring at her."

"Well that's what you can write on the paperwork under the cause of death section."

"I wasn't..."

"Jeffrey move it." Dixie cut in jabbing him in the ribs as she did so.

She ran on ahead of him rushing out to the ambulance bay in desperate attempts to catch up the time lost.

"Hanging back to see her leave from behind, you can add that to the report as well." Dylan smirked enjoying the situation he had created.

Jeff sighed to himself before following on after Dixie, an enquiry looking into his time management wasn't worth the hassle for the sake of an argument with an arrogant doctor.

Jeff charged out the door after her, running into and almost knocking over Zoë in the process, he mumbled a rushed apology before proceeding onwards.

She readjusted her stethoscope before turning to face Dylan who was now using a patient's file as a coaster for his tea.

"What's with him?"

"Not enough sex if you ask me."

Dixie Slammed her foot down on the breaks bringing the ambulance to a screeching halt, jolting her and Jeff forwards in their seats before the belts pulled them sharply backwards.

"Caught up the time perfectly."

"Flipping heck Dix, are you trying to finish me off?"

"If it was left to you we wouldn't make any shouts."She replied as she hastily jumped out and swung the medical bag over her shoulder.

They followed the directions they were given and were lead to the third floor of the shopping mall, a security guard stood outside a clothes shop was there to greet them.

Dixie stepped forward and approached him for information on the patient.

"Right where's the emergency?"

"Through here, we've got them in the staff room."

Dixie and Jeff exchanged looks of confusion to one another, what would they be doing moving someone like that?

They proceeded through and were greeted to the sight of a teenage girl, shouting obscenities at the members of staff as well as being held down by three security guards.

"Whoa whoa, what the hell is going on here?" Jeff asked taken aback by the sight in front of him.

One of the security guards looked up to face him before pointing to a pile of merchandise from the shop in the corner.

"This young madam here has been shoplifting, almost fifty quids worth of clothes shoved in her handbag."

Dixie rolled her eyes in disbelief this was not worth all that effort they went to get here.

"Is she injured?"

"Well no."

"Seriously Ill?" Jeff contributed.

"No she's just been stealing."

"Then it's a matter for the police, c'mon Jeffrey we're off."

Jeff followed her orders opening the door and walking away from the scene of the chaos.

"Honestly the amount of time wasters we get, I'm sick of it."

"Isn't that my job, getting wound up?" He laughed in attempts to lift her mood.

"Eurghhh I could punch someone."

Before Jeff could respond a familiar American accent came from behind them, causing them to jump back in surprise.

"Oooh I can think of a few ways to work through those frustrations and I'll show you how tonight."

Dixie spun around and came face to face with her girlfriend.

"Dawn, what are you doing here?"

"I'll give you a clue." She replied gesturing to the bags of shopping in her hands.

"Oh right, we were just on a shout."

"I love a woman in uniform." She teased lowering her voice to a seductive level.

Jeff shoved his hands in his pockets to hide his clenched fists. A sudden thunderbolt of jealousy and annoyance had hit him and he was struggling to hide it.

Dixie felt her cheeks blush, she found Dawn incredibly alluring. She was incredibly flirtatious and everything from the way she moved her hips when she walked, to the cheeky glint in her blue eyes made Dixie want to tear her clothes off on the spot.

Yes there was a lot of lust in their relationship enough lust to sink a ship. It was always exciting with Dawn around and she always knew how to spice things up.

If Dixie thought about it that's what compelled her to accept the offer of moving in with her. She liked the thought of getting some action pretty much whenever she wanted, God knows Dawn is always keen but conversation was more often than not pillow talk, flirtatious teasing or seductive language.

She knew Dawn was just as attracted to her yet after reading that email Jeff had sent John, she couldn't quite imagine Dawn ever thinking and feeling even half of what he had described.

But then again she didn't think Jeff would either.

"How about I wear it home tonight?" She responded giving her a cheeky wink as she did so.

Jeff bit down on his tongue in restraint, if he wasn't careful he would say something he regretted. Adam had told him to put his feelings to Dixie on the backburner whilst John was in trouble.

Sounds good in theory yet in practice not so much.

Jeff was angered by how insensitive Dixie seemed to be, she had read what he wrote about her. So why was she doing this in front of him?

"How about we get a little bit tipsy first?" Dawn suggested moving in closer.

"Oooh so you want me half cut do you?"

"I find a few glasses of red really get me in the mood."

"In that case you better meet me in the pub after my shift."

"Great I'll get to see all those good looking nurses you were telling me about."

"Maybe if we ask one of them nicely, they'll join us in a..."

"Ok getting a little inappropriate now." Jeff cut in his tone raised.

"Sorry Jeff, you'll be there tonight won't you?"

"Of course he will, he never misses beer o'clock."

"Yeah sure." He reluctantly agreed, mentally cursing himself for putting Dixie before John once more.

"See you tonight then." Dixie said before leaning in for a kiss, causing Jeff to visibly flinch.

He looked away unable to watch, he focused on the music that was playing in the background. It was an old song by Yvonne Fair it was half way through, playing loudly through the speakers.

"It should have been me
You know that it should have been me
You know that it should have been me
Darling, how could you do this to me?
People let me tell you now
It should have been me
Instead of her standing by you
You know that it should have been me"

"Oh the irony."

Dixie came up for air and looked over at her husband.

"What was that love?"

"Oh nothing, just that I'm really looking forward to spending some quality time with you and Dawn."

A/N: I thought the song was perfect for that moment.