Chapter 1
Georgie realised after the whole Abu incident that she has not had entire closure over the Kenyan tour that turned into a disaster. Things at home with Jamie, the family and Elvis helped make her decision to come back to Kenya and continue to volunteer alongside Nafula while her compassionate leave from the army was still valid.
The Kenyan tour really shook Georgie up. Probably more than she let on to the others. Whilst serving 5 years in the British army there was not much that Georgie hadn't seen and experienced, including 2 combat tours of Afghanistan, numerous humanitarian missions and also joining special forces for a mission or two.
The only person who probably knew deep down that she wasn't as fine as she let on was Elvis. Captain James checked in with the psychiatric reports and found her to be improving nicely. Her family brushed the whole ordeal off and never mentioned it. And Jamie, well Jamie wanted to use the circumstances to push her to quit the army and become his housewife. Elvis was the only person who acknowledged what happened to Georgie and helped her to live with it- not brushing it under the carpet like the others. Elvis was also the majority of the reason why she left the UK for Kenya once again. Elvis being shot shook Georgie's world, and we all know that there is only so many shakes in a small amount of time a person can take before they lose it.
Georgie tried to stay with him as much as she could when the ambulance arrived at Manchester hospital. He was lucky that he didn't need surgery as the bullet went straight through without nicking anything. The army let Elvis' parents know about him being wounded and they got on the first train to Manchester. Georgie stayed by his bedside the first night of his stay. He was pumped up with so many drugs that he didn't have the strength to tease Georgie about her still being concerned about his welfare. It was the first time that Georgie had seen his parents since their almost wedding 2 years ago. They were surprised to see Georgie at Elvis' bedside but pleasantly greeted her like they would have 2 years ago.
And then it was suddenly exactly like it was 2 years ago. Elvis' parents chatting with Georgie enthusiastically while Elvis watched them from his bed with a big grin. As if everything was falling into place again and the past 2 years apart never happened. It was a week after Elvis was shot that suddenly brought Georgie back into reality. Georgie was getting a coffee from the hospital cafeteria when she noticed Debbie with Laura clung to her hip walking past in the direction of the lifts. Georgie followed them from a distance and witnessed Debbie letting Laura down outside her daddy's room before she ran in screaming 'Daddy' excitedly at the top of her lungs.
It was like throwing ice cold water over her. Reality began to set in and she remembered all the pain and anguish that Elvis had caused her and the question of 'What are you doing?' was echoing again and again around her head. It was that moment that pushed her to get some space from everything. She never went back to talk to Elvis or explain where she was going, she just rushed home and packed a quick bag before travelling to the airport. Luckily no one was home, so no one was there to question her actions or reasons- they were still touchy about her second wedding failure.
It was an instinctual flight response to end up half way round the world. Nafula was ecstatic to see her, she almost couldn't believe it when Georgie stepped off a local truck in civilian clothes. Georgie immediately got stuck in with the casualties that needed treating. One good thing that came from her kidnapping was the increased security of the Kenyan army that helped bring back much needed doctors to the camp. Elvis called non-stop every hour for the first day and Georgie decided to block his phone. She needed space and she wouldn't get that with Elvis hounding her all the time.
It had been 8 weeks since Georgie's kidnapping ordeal. 4 weeks since Abu was taken out. 4 weeks since Elvis was shot. And 3 weeks of Georgie volunteering with the Kenyan crisis care and Nafula.
It was another scorcher of a day on the Kenyan/Somali border and Georgie was hard at work assessing the newest members of the refugee camp who had walked over 100 miles to get there. The camp was much better supplied now than when Georgie first visited it with 2 section, but the influx of refugees kept coming and stretched their time and resources thin. It was one especially hot afternoon when Georgie was outside triaging civilians who had been caught up in an attack that she fainted, faceplanting the dusty floor. Nafula and a doctor rushed to her side and helped her up as Georgie quickly came to. They helped manoeuvre her inside the tent and sat her down on a swivel chair to Georgie's protests that she's fine.
"It's probably just the heat." Georgie excused while leaning her head on her hand in tiredness. Nafula quickly retrieved a cold-water bottle and handed it to Georgie. Georgie smiled in thanks before taking a heavy sip that instantly eased her dry throat.
"It may, but I'm going to take some bloods to make sure." The male doctor informed her while writing on a clip board.
"Is that really necessary? I'm probably just dehydrated." Georgie protested to the doctor.
"With all the sickness and possible disease the refugees bring into the camp, it's better to be safe than sorry Georgie- It's only a precaution." The doctor explained with a kind smile. Nafula standing behind him, reassuring me with a smile that everything will be fine.
"Ok." Georgie agreed softly before holding out her arm for a vial of blood to be taken and sent back to Mombasa hospital to be analysed.
Georgie was told to take it easy for the rest of the day and decided to help sort through the handwritten paperwork and uploading it to the new computer that was donated, continuing with Kiki's work.
It was 7:00 in the evening and Georgie was still working on the computer. It helped to keep busy because if she's busy working then she doesn't have time to think about anything or anyone. It was then that her phone began to rang and Captain James name came up on the caller ID. Georgie paused for a moment and continued to stare at her buzzing phone before picking it up to answer.
"Boss." Georgie greeted quietly.
"Georgie, how are you?" Charles asked politely with a touch of concern. Georgie disappeared on Captain James too when she took off for Kenya, he got a rushed voicemail message that said she was heading out of the country for a while but will be back for 2 sections Syria tour in 3 weeks' time.
"I'm fine boss, sweating buckets but fine." Georgie joked, trying to sound like her normal self. Captain silently exhaled in relief that she sounded like she was in a good place mentally.
"That's good. Are you sure you still want to come to Syria with us? You can always sit this one out Lane and take some more time to-" Captain James asked before being cut off by Georgie.
"I'm ready boss. I'm in a good place mentally and physically and I promise I won't let you or the guys down." Georgie told him confidently.
"I never thought you would Lane. Your psychiatrist reports are good, and I have no doubt that you will perform your job to the highest expectations. Can you be at Pirbright in 4 days for debrief and health check before we go?" Captain James asked, reassured that his medic is in a much better place than the last time he saw her many weeks ago.
"Yes sir, see you then." Georgie confirmed before saying her goodbyes.
That was the first calm phone call she had received in the last 3 weeks. Her parents rang her in a panic when they realised some of her clothes and passport was missing. They didn't understand that she needed to get away- they would never understand the emotional rollercoaster that she had been on in the past 5 weeks. Marie and Lulu didn't understand fully either, but they supported her decision to have a break from Manchester. The funny thing is that Manchester held everything that was familiar to her 3 weeks ago: It held her home, her family, her work and Elvis. Kenya held nothing familiar to her and yet she ran here without a second thought.
The next day was hotter than the last. Georgie was busy keeping everyone hydrated as much as possible by dropping water bottles off at different collection points around the huge camp. The doctor who took her blood yesterday was leaning against the entrance of the med tent when Georgie had come back from her rounds in a crisis care jeep. Georgie was too invested in her job and the doctor had to shout her name to get her attention. Georgie gulped with a little nervousness when she saw the envelope in his hand that was undoubtably her blood results. Georgie didn't know why she was feeling nervous as she didn't feel like there is anything wrong with her but the look in the doctor's eyes felt like they found something out of the ordinary.
"Hey. Are those my blood results?" Georgie asked while walking over to the doctor. The doctor nodded with a smile. Georgie exhaled a breath she didn't realise she was holding, if the doctor was smiling it couldn't be bad.
"Congratulations." The doctor said, passing the envelope to her before walking back into the med tent. Georgie frowned at the back of the doctor in confusion before his figure disappeared from sight. Georgie made quick work of opening the envelope and quickly scanned the page with her eyes.
Negative, Negative, Negative, Positive, Negative. Wait. What?
Pregnancy detected? Positive.
Flashback
Georgie opened Elvis' French door quietly and came into the room hesitantly. Elvis didn't even turn to look at her, he didn't need to, to know that it was Georgie. It was a tradition founded back when they were dating for either one to sneak into each other's bedrooms. Elvis was better at it than Georgie with his special forces training.
"You need to sit up and take pressure off your chest" Georgie immediately said, the medic side of her unable to switch off even though she thought he deserved to be uncomfortable and in pain for the next few weeks due to a fractured rib. Georgie walked over to the bed and sat down close to Elvis. Georgie was trying to sniffle back her tears at the emotional revelations of the day. It was a lot to come to terms with especially knowing that Elvis didn't turn up at the wedding, not because he didn't love her but that he felt he was doing the right thing by his newly discovered child. It was wrong timing; the whole thing was wrong timing and it hurt to know that it could have all been avoided.
Georgie was lost in thought for a second and was startled when she felt Elvis' thumbs on her face, wiping away the tears that had fallen silently between them. Georgie couldn't look away from Elvis' eyes. Elvis may be a cocky battle-hardened soldier, but he wears his heart on his sleeve and it was undeniable to say that he wasn't looking at her right now with all the love and adoration that he looked at her with for the past year and a half that they were together. Georgie was lost in Elvis' eyes and was not surprised when a lone tear slowly rolled down his cheek.
She shouldn't care but she did. She caressed his face lovingly with her tiny hand and they both leaned in far enough to inhale the scents of the other that they had missed. Their noses rubbed as they savoured the moment of being so close again. Soon after their lips locked, and any resistance was forgotten as they clung to each other. Elvis ran his fingers up through Georgie's hair and gently caressed her scalp- the familiar move caused Georgie to move into Elvis' lap, gently avoiding his injured ribs. They slowly made love all night, familiarising themselves with the other after so long apart. It's not until she woke up in Elvis' warm embrace that she remembered about Jamie and her life back home that Elvis' is no longer apart of. At dawn Georgie sneaked out of Elvis' room and back to her own via the balcony.
"Hey, are you ok Georgie?" Nafula asked her, clicking her fingers in front of her frozen face to get her attention for not the first time. Georgie looked up with scared, watery eyes.
"Oh Shit." Georgie breathed.
So I have this exciting new multi story on Elvis and Georgie! It's different from other Harte and Lane fics that I've read and I hope you guys enjoy it!
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