Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Casualty or anything else you may recognise.

A/N: Last time: Tess found out about Kirsty's abuse; Adam and Kirsty revealed they were engaged and Adam and Kirsty have two weeks off of work as compassionate leave. But will everything go to plan?

This chapter may seem a little choppy; changing point of views a lot, but I think it works better that way... Allons-y!

NOTICE: I'm going on holiday for a week, and I won't have internet connection; so I can't update ANYTHING for at least a week – but I will have notepads, so I'll draft everything, and write it up the second I get home!


AdamPOV

She needed some support, and my marrying her as soon as possible, I can assure that I'll be there for her...

"Come on, we need to get out of this place... no offence Zoe," I joked, and Zoe laughed.

"Always the charmer, Adam," she said playfully hitting me on the shoulder.

"Are we done with the flirting?" Kirsty smiled. I held out my hand and she took it.

"Let's go then," I said, and we waved goodbye to the ED and all the staff who worked there.

We got outside, the cool summer air biting at our faces. I put my arm around Kirsty's shoulder and we started to walk. She stopped and faced me.

"What you said back there, 'family bonding', you really think that we can get through this?" she asked, curious.

"Kirsty, I want to be there for you, and once you and Nita are okay with everything... I want to get married. It doesn't have to be big, just family and a few friends," I said.

"I'd like that," she said.

I placed my hands on her waist and pulled her closer to me. I met my lips with hers and kissed her. She didn't seem shocked, but sort of happy; happy that Warren had gone, and that she was safe.

I pulled away and kissed her forehead. I took hold of her hand again and we started to walk back to our home again.


KirstyPOV

I and Adam got home in five minutes. We'd left Nita a spare key that morning, and she'd obviously taken it with her wherever she'd gone.

"I'm just gonna phone Nita to check where she is," I told Adam, who nodded and put the kettle on.

I reached into my coat pocket after my mobile and dialled Nita's number.

"Hi mum, sorry I didn't leave a note; I just needed to get some air," she said, and in my head I sighed, thanking God that she was alright.

"Hi, Nita. Where are you, and when will you be back? It's just Adam and I need to have a word with you, and," I paused, not knowing what to say. "We were wondering if you wanted something for tea," I said, hoping she'd answer.

"Oh, yeah, I'll have something; give me five minutes and I'll be home, hold on-" she paused for a second, there was a scream and a crash – the line went dead.

"Adam, ADAM!" I screamed, staring at the mobile in my hand. He burst into the room and clutched onto my arms.


AdamPOV

I was downstairs, making tea, when Kirsty screamed. I dropped the teaspoon back onto the counter and ran up to her, taking the stairs two at a time.

She stood, staring at the mobile she had at hand and tears started running down her face. "Kirsty, what happened?" I asked her, shaking her shoulders slightly.

"Adam, she's hurt. Nita; she's been hit by a car!" she cried, shaking off my hands and racing out of the room.

"Kirsty, wait..." I said, grabbing her arm a little tighter than I intended, but it made her stop for a second. "Tell me what happened, did she say where she was?" I asked, but she shook her head.

"She said that she only went out because she wanted some air, and she said she's be five minutes, and then there was a scream and a crash, and the line went dead..." she said, her voice getting quieter on every word.

"Shush, shh now. Kirst, I need you to stay strong, come on," I said, pulling her toward me and wrapping my arms around her, pressing my lips into her hair. "Okay, think; where would a teenage girl go for air, that's also five minutes away?" I asked, and Kirsty shrugged.

"I dunno; the park, the shops," she started, and then she had it. "Her boyfriend's, Rich, she went to his house... He lives five minutes from here; I drop her off at the corner sometimes, and there's a blind-bend coming out of the street, oh God!" she said.


I grabbed the car keys and Kirsty's hand, and we rushed out of the door and got into the car. I looked across at Kirsty, and she was silently crying to herself, but I would probably make things worse, so I pulled her close to me again, and rested my head on top of her's.

"Come on, I'll phone the ED and tell them to send Jeff and Dixie, and we'll take her in and get her sorted – she'll be okay, Kirsty!" I told her, wiping the tears from her eyes and pressed my lips to her forehead.

I put the key in the ignition and started the car. Pulling out of the driveway, I saw an ambulance go by; in the direction that Kirsty had given me. I decided to follow the ambulance, and when we came to the street, Jeff and Dixie hopped out.

"Kirsty, Adam, what're you doing here?" Jeff asked, and Kirsty walked past them, trying to find her daughter.

"It's Nita – Kirsty's daughter – she was hit by a car, and someone must have phoned you," I told them, leading them to where Nita was laid.

Kirsty was sobbing and holding Nita's hand to her chest, reassuring the teenager that everything would be okay.

I stooped down next to Kirsty and felt Nita's other wrist for a pulse. She was okay, just a little broken and bruised.

"Nita, sweetheart, Jeff and Dixie here are my friends from work, they will get you into the ambulance, and we will sort out your leg and your head, okay?" I asked her, gesturing for the med-i-pack that Jeff was carrying.

"Nita, I'm going to give you a drip, and then I'll give you some morphine for the pain, okay?" I asked her, and she nodded, wincing slightly.

Rummaging around in the bag, I found where the morphine was.

"There's gonna be a sharp scratch, Nita," Kirsty said, rolling up Nita's sleeve. "Does that feel a little better?" Kirsty asked after I'd injected it.

"Can I have a quick look at your leg Nita?" I asked, and she nodded again.

I gently touched her lower leg and she hissed in pain. "Okay, definitely a closed fracture, Nita; I need to put a bag around your leg, it will help with the pain, okay?" I asked again.

I helped Jeff place the bag under Nita's leg, and inflate it. "That better?" I asked her.

"Yeah, thanks, loads." Nita wheezed.

"Okay, just pop this over your head sweetheart, it'll help you breathe better," Kirsty told her placing an oxygen mask over her daughter's head.

"Okay, we'll get her onto the trolley and take her to the ED," I told Jeff and Dixie.

"Right, I'll radio ahead," Jeff said, walking over to the ambulance to retreive his walkie-talkie.

"Okay darling, could you slide over onto this board for me?" Dixie asked the teen, and she obliged. "Oh three; one, two and lift," Dixie said, and we gently lowered Nita onto the stretcher.

"They're ready for us," Jeff said, helping Kirsty into the back of the ambulance with me. "Watch your knees," he joked, pushing the trolley onto the ambulance.


A/N: I know, another cliff hanger, and you're not gonna find out what happens for about a week and a half... sorry!

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