The Secret Life Of Casualty.

Chapter 94.

It was December the 4th and two small children are wrapped up warm, against the cold chill that is the snow. Snow had decided to come early to the streets of Holby and Cal had clamoured to play in it before it disappeared.

Their mother, Matilda Hardy, watches them from the door. "Be careful boys" She smiles as she watches Cal scope snow in to his hands to aim at Ethan when he wasn't expecting it.

"We will mum" Ethan replied, looking proudly at the snowman that he had built and had used his spare scarf and gloves to put on the snowman.


That afternoon, Ethan was getting tired so Cal decided to take him inside, as he knew when Ethan got tired; he started walking slower and his eyelids started to droop.

Ethan's lip wobbled, he liked playing outside.

"We can play again, tomorrow, mate" Cal said, as he put an arm around Ethan's shoulders.

"Promise?" Ethan asked, looking up at his big brother, the big brother who was everything to 8- year - old Ethan.

Cal laughed as he walked with him. "I promise Eth" He said as he opened the back door and allowed his brother to go in before him, he followed him.

Their mum was in the kitchen, making them both mugs of hot chocolate, as she knew that they would need do something warm to warm the two up. She opened up the cupboard and took out the can of whip cream and put a decent amout on each. She picked the mugs up and carried them in to the liviong room, setting them down on the table. Ethan reached for his mug and took a sip, he had a blanket over him.

Matilda took Ethan's hand and led him up the stairs and across the landing to his bedroom. She opened the door to his bedroom and Ethan walked in.

"Night mum, love you" Ethan yawned as he spoke.

Matilda smiled as she stood by the door, her hand on the light. "Night, Ethan, I love you too"

Cal was downstairs when Matilda reached the bottom of them and was playing with his new action figure that he had received off Father Christmas in his stocking. He knew that it was his mum, really, but she had asked him to pretend for Ethan's sake and Cal didn't want to ruin his brothers happiness, so he had agreed to pretend.

"Your a good boy Cal " Matilda smiled as she ruffled his hair.

"Humph " His father scoffed. "The boy will never amount to anything; Ethan is the brains of this family "

Cal felt tears well up in his eyes as he raced from the living room.

As he sat on the stairs, he could hear his mum shouting at her husband.

"Cal is your son as well, show him a bit of attention "

"No, the boys a waste of space" His father argued back.

Matilda sighed and folded her arms across her chest.


"Cal?" A small voice whispered, he'd clearly been woken by Matilda and his dad shouting.

Cal turned around and faced Ethan. "What? Buddy?"

"Why is mum shouting?" He asked, a look of confusion on his face, he hated it when his mum and dad shouted.

"Sometimes grown - ups just do " Cal explained.

Ethan nodded and sat down next to him, Cal smiled and Ethan rested his head on his brothers shoulder. Cal could see he was tired.

"Come, on, Ethan"

"Where are we going?" The young boy asked.

"Bed " Cal replied, ushering Ethan up the stairs.

But, instead of sending him in to his own room, he took him in to his bedroom and pulled back the covers, so the younger boy could get in. Cal climbed in after him.

When Matilda, went to check on Ethan, before she went to bed, she wasn't surprised to discover that Ethan had climbed in to Cal's bed and Cal had his arm around his brother, protecting him from the bad things in the world.


I've never written one with Ethan and Cal as children before and I enjoyed writing it. Thanks for reading.