Tato Potato, don't worry - Ethan will be with Cal as soon as I can get him there! Lily's bedside manner is coming along quite nicely, but he really wants Ethan. Thank you for your review!

CBloom2, thank you for your review. I actually haven't quite decided how Cal will react when he sees Ethan, but Ethan will be able to calm him down if anyone can.

ETWentHome, I think Louis definitely needs someone to help him and maybe Charlie is just too close to him. Ethan should be with Cal soon! Thank you for your review.

Tanith Panic, I'm really happy you enjoyed so much of the story. Zoe and Louis both needed a bit of confrontation so let's hope it worked! I don't like scans either. I especially hate it when the scanner makes screeching sounds. It makes me want to screech too! Thank you for your review.

Honey didn't want to cry. She knew that being arrested was tough even on a superhero, especially one with a brother who was in a serious condition in hospital. She wanted to be strong for Ethan, but it was such hard work.

Noel glanced at her, then he put his arm around Honey's shoulders. "He'll be okay, love. I'm sure he will. Nobody who spent more than five minutes with Ethan could seriously believe he was the violent type."

"He did hit someone over the head with a chair," said Honey, as the tears threatened to leak out of her eyes.

"Only because he was protecting you, Honey. And he only knocked him out. If it was me, I'd probably have killed him."

Honey put her head on her dad's shoulder. "I hope I said the right things to help him."

"Everything you said was exactly right," said Noel. "I'm proud of you, Honey. Ethan will be too. I'm sure he'll be-"

He broke off. Instinctively, Honey turned her head in the direction he was looking.

It was Ethan.

Louise didn't think she'd ever seen Robyn look so angry. It was almost like looking at a different person. Louise knew that Robyn wasn't all sunshine and smiles: she'd seen her scared; she'd seen her cry. But she'd never seen her like this.

"I just hate her!" said Robyn with clenched fists.

"Hating someone takes a lot of energy," said Louise.

"That's what I always thought," said Robyn. "But hating Zoe Hanna is the easiest thing I've ever done."

Louise's eyes travelled over Robyn's face. She noted the set jaw; the tension throughout her face; the creases in her brow and the narrowed eyes. "Are you sure about that?"

Robyn's eyes filled with tears. "How could I not hate her for what she's done to my brother?"

"That doesn't make hating her easy," said Louise. She still couldn't quite believe she was doing this. Over the last few hours, there had been so many changes. Her differences with Robyn seemed like such a long time ago. Louise could now approach her job – and her mentor – with more confidence, knowing that she'd been able to help and support Lily, who was far from the easiest person to work with. She'd seen people she'd always considered to be strong show emotion – and she'd sympathised.

It was a terrible day with terrible happenings and if Louise had the choice, she would undo the whole day so it had never happened. But she did think the day had made her a better nurse and one thing she'd always owed Rita was to be the best nurse she could.

"Zoe made a mistake," said Louise. "She made a really bad mistake that caused a lot of damage, but everyone makes mistakes. But Zoe isn't the important person here. Max is."

"Yeah, exactly!" said Robyn.

"Max needs you to support him," said Louise. "Max has decided to forgive Zoe, so if you want to support Max, you need to respect that. Every time you show your hatred of Zoe, it's going to hurt Max, isn't it?"

Robyn gasped and her eyes filled with tears. "I do respect Max! I love Max. How can you stand there and tell me I don't respect my own brother!"

"No, I didn't mean respecting Max. I know you respect Max. I meant respecting his decisions."

"Save it!" spat Robyn. "Save it for someone who cares."

Louise watched her go. Maybe I do still have a lot to learn.

Connie made her way slowly through the hospital, leaning on Lofty's arm. She felt that crutches didn't go with the image she had carefully cultivated, but she certainly didn't mind holding the arm of an attractive young man. Lofty, she now realised, was kind, courteous and discreet. All qualities Connie appreciated in a man, and particularly at this moment.

She'd just spoken to Dylan and had received an update on everyone's conditions. Her first thought had been to visit Zoe and Max, but Dylan had hinted it might be better to leave them to themselves for the time being. Her next thought had been for Dylan, but he'd insisted he was fine and Connie had to admit he was surprisingly calm by his recent standards.

So she'd asked Lofty to take her to see Cal – which also meant she'd be able to speak to Lily. Connie was deeply impressed by the way in which Lily had led the team and felt this was one occasion where a compliment was merited. Connie was certainly not pleased by her own actions, but Lily had done well.

Once in the main part of the hospital, they found someone to direct them to Cal's room. Lofty knocked on the door and they heard Lily's voice telling them to come in. Lofty held open the door for Connie, who stopped short at the sight Cal crying in Lily's arms.

"Thank you, Lofty. I can manage from here. Please return to the ED."

Lofty looked very worried about Cal, but he nodded and did as he was told.

Connie limped into the room. "Dr Chao, what is wrong with Dr Knight?"

"He is very distressed and confused," said Lily, administering an awkward pat to Cal's shoulder. She spoke with a reasonable attempt at gentleness. "Cal, can you sit up for me, please? Mrs Beauchamp is here."

Cal lifted his face from Lily's shoulder, leaving a wet patch on her blouse. "Where's Ethan?"

"At the police station," said Connie. "Stop crying, please, Dr Knight."

"Why is he at the police station?" said Cal, sniffling.

"The police are speaking to him," said Lily. "Sometimes they prefer to ask questions at the police station." She gave Cal a tissue. "Can you blow your nose for me, Cal? Well done. Now can you stop crying for Mrs Beauchamp?"

Connie sat beside Cal's bed and took a moment or two before speaking. "I didn't realise it was this serious."

"We don't know how serious it is," said Lily. "Cal has had a second scan, but we're not sure at this stage if he's suffered an injury to his brain or if he's severely distressed by the experience."

Connie looked at Cal, whose sobs had calmed to slight gulps. In her mind, she felt him switch from being a doctor to being a patient. "Cal, how are you feeling?"

"I'm scared," said Cal, as his eyes welled with tears once more. "I want Ethan."

"I know you do," said Connie gently. "And I'll make sure Ethan comes to see you as soon as he finishes talking to the police. It's going to be all right, Cal. Can you tell me what happened Why did you come here?"

Cal dabbed his eyes. "To find Ethan."

"Did you find him?" said Connie.

"No," said Cal. He looked at Lily. "Ethan was… Ethan was on a… a booty call."

Lily patted his shoulder. "Well done, Cal. Almost right. Ethan found out that Honey was very upset about something so he decided to go and see her during his break."

Connie frowned, convinced this wasn't the whole story, but she decided to deal with Ethan later. "How did you hurt yourself, Cal? Can you tell me?"

Cal looked like he might cry again. "The ceiling fell on my head."

Max smiled as he saw Zoe enter the room, but his happiness faded as she got closer. To begin with, he was concerned by how heavily she was limping, but then he realised her eyes were full of tears. "Zoe, come here. What is it? Is your ankle hurting?"

"I don't know," said Zoe brokenly as she sat beside him. "Maybe the pain relief is wearing off. Maybe I've been doing too much walking. I've been pacing up and down, Max. Thinking. Panicking."

Max wished he could sit up. He wanted nothing more than to take his lovely wife in his arms. Instead, he held out his hand to her. "I love you, Zoe Walker. Now tell me what's wrong."

Zoe gave a sob and her tears began to fall.

"Hey, don't cry!" Max instinctively tried to sit up, but the dull ache across his chest became a fiery pain. "Sorry, Zoe. I can't sit up. But it's going to be okay."

"No, it's not," said Zoe with another sob. "I know exactly what's going to happen because it's already happened."

Max held tightly to her hand. "Zoe, you're not making any sense. Just take a minute, yeah?"

Zoe wiped her free hand across her cheeks. "Max, I've got to tell you something."

Dylan had been feeling all right, in that he was coping. Lofty's presence had continued to be helpful and Dylan was glad he'd managed to support the younger man through his own wobble. Dylan was sad about Rita, even though they hadn't been getting on particularly well, but it hadn't devastated him as it had some of the others.

He'd felt a certain amount of apprehension on Connie's return and his feelings had admittedly been hurt when she'd initially asked for Lily, but he'd managed to deal with that too and had given a reasonably concise description of recent developments when asked.

Then Connie had decided it was time for the ED to reopen for business. Dylan had agreed with that: the hospital was safe and they needed to get on with their jobs and help people. As long as Connie was there, he was sure he would be all right.

Then Connie had announced her intention of going to see Cal.

Now, Dylan was alone. He had nurses to help him, but no doctors. He wondered if this was how Lily had felt when she'd been the only healthy doctor. Guilt began to rise steadily inside him. There was no real reason why he shouldn't have helped Lily. He'd been upset but not injured.

Nevertheless, he hadn't been able to do was required of him. His condition had prevented him from doing his job.

So maybe he was in the wrong job. If he couldn't work under stress, he was no use to the ED.