Disclaimer:I don't own most of the characters mentioned in this story, or at least all of the ones you might recognise.They are the property of the BBC. This story was written a while ago so casualty has moved on since then...basically Holly has left along with Barney and Dan and...sorry I was really cross.
Pairings:Holly and Partrick, Barney and Chloe, minor other pairings.
Rating:Arghhh I hate this bit I will say PG just to careful.
Feedback:Always welcome...don't bother flaming me I don't care. Cronstructive crticism is, on the other hand, very useful.
Summary:Two familiar faces meet again in the future.

FUTURE IN HEAVEN
Holly climbed out of the car and wiped down her jacket. It had been a long journey to Yorkshire and she had been driving for over three hours. She stretched her legs before climbing back into the car and pulling away from the service station.
She reached the hotel and pulled her overnight bag out of the boot. She hurried out of the cold and got her key from reception. Quickly see stumbled up two flights of stairs and pushed the key in the lock. As the door opened she looked around. It was pleasant enough. She pulled her pyjamas on and climbed into bed. She slept soundly.

The next morning she didn't have any breakfast at the hotel and went straight for her car. As she was leaving someone called out behind her.
"Mrs Robinson. You left your.."
But he didn't have a chance to finish before Holly Span round and spat down his throat, "DO NOT CALL ME THAT I AM MS MILES"
"Sorry Ms Miles. I am only reading what it says on your letter."
She grabbed the letter from his hand and rushed out of the hotel. She ran to her car and whizzed off.

"Mr consultant sir, can I please have your opinion?"
"I have a name you know!" shouted the consultant as the student quivered under his shout."And no I am busy! I have an interview to do in 1/2 an hour!" He hurried off down the corridor leaving the student to find someone else.

Holly looked at the letter and saw Dan's handwriting. She thought no-more about it before it was ripped up and sitting on the seat next to her. Holly pulled down the mirror on the passenger seat and peaked in. her hair was in a top not and she fiddled with it. She noticed a grey hair that was nestled in amongst all the others and sighed. It was the year 2009 she was 38 years old. She had realised when she had divorced Dan that that was probably it. She was never going to have children. It had been one of her lifetime ambitions and it was going to remain unfulfilled. *Well* she thought *At least if she got this job she would have the chance to work with children for the rest of her days. That was if she got the job and come to think of it if she didn't hurry she would miss her interview and lose her chance completely*. She hurriedly picked up her bag and scrambled out of the car. She ran for the building as she realised that it was raining.

"Holly Miles. Could you please come in?" asked the smiling lady as she peaked her head round the door and looked at the people waiting.
"Yes," said Holly as she picked up her bag and smiled nervously at the woman who sat next to her. She had started to have a conversation with the woman and she had been quite friendly.

Holly followed the woman into the room and kept her eyes down on the floor the hole time. As much as she didn't want to admit it she was nervous. She only put her head up to look at the individual people who were sitting on the other side of the table.
"My name is Elizabeth Scase. I am the sister of the paediatric ward" introduced the smiling lady.
As she moved along the table she introduced every member of staff.
Then they reached the last one. Holly looked up and was shocked at what stared back at her.
"This is the consultant,..." said the smiling lady, but before she had time to finish Holly interrupted and finished for her,
"Patrick Spiller"