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.
"Holly, nice to see you." said Patrick as he noticed the look that had glazed over her eyes. He had seen it before, eight years ago.
"You know each other?" asked the smiling lady, who's look was now more of confusion.
"Yes."replied Patrick "all to well."
"Good. we won't have to have anymore introduction then. Let's start."
The lady sat down behind the table and started asking question. Holly's mouth worked hard to answer the questions but underneath thoughts about the split up between her and Patrick and how she had once thought how much she hated him and how she would never be able to sit in the same room as him. Now he was being civilised and interviewing her for a job. She thought about what she had said all those years ago and how she had blamed him and told him he would never make it to consultant. She realised just how much he had contradicted her and working with children !?! Something she had never imagined he would be able to do.
"Thank you Ms Miles. We will contact you within the next few days." Holly realised she had not thought about what she was saying so she very much doubted she would ever see this hospital again after she left. She said goodbye to all of the dodged round Patrick as she left. He tried to look her in the eye but didn't manage it before she left the room.
A week later Holly was sitting in bed when she heard a knock at her door. As she looked up she saw Barney come round the corner. Through all the years she had not lost contact with Barney and was now living in the spare room. She had left Dan in the house and got out. He walked over to the bed,
"Morning. Here is the post." he said as he bit into a piece of toast. Holly sifted through the post and when she saw the Yorkshire postcode, she stared at it.
"Barney. This is the letter about the interview. Can you open it please." she stammered.
"Yeah, sure." Not quite sure why Holly was so nervous. Holly was sure to get the Senior registrar place. There was something Holly wasn't telling him. As he pealed back the letter he opened it to see confirmation of what she thought had happened.
"Congratulations. You have made the team at St Gerard Majella paediatric hospital. Signed consultant Patrick Spiller." Now he knew what was the matter with Holly. But he couldn't do this alone. Infact he couldn't do this at all.
"Chloe, could you come in here please!" shouted Barney. A grouchy looking Chloe hurried in through the door with a sleeping baby in her arms. She came over and before Barney had said a word gently dumped the baby in his arms and sat down on the bed. Barney retreated out.
"What's the matter Hol?" asked Chloe as she noticed the letter in Holly's hand.
"I got the job" she said.
"That's great!" replied Chloe.
"No, it's not, Patrick is the consultant."
"Oh".
As she strode up to the building she swallowed. Her knuckles turned white as she clasped her bag and put one foot in front of the other,
Patrick felt the lump in his throat rise and fall as He glanced at his watch and then the clock on the wall and then his watch again. Time was not moving and it seemed to stay constantly at 8:59. Finally the hand moved and promptly a sharp knock was heard at the doors. As the door creaked open the Holly walked in and Patrick's jaw fell open. She hadn't aged one bit and still looked as pretty as ever.
"Holly, how are you?" he asked.
"Fine thank you Patrick,"
"Shall we go on a tour of the hospital"
"Yes, this way."
As the tour started Holly wondered whether she had done the right thing.
Time went on and everyone adjusted to the fact that their senior registrar avoided talking to their consultant at all costs. It meant that at one point practically everyone in the hospital took on the role of messenger. But no-one was so stupid as to not realise that there was a very special relationship between the two. Patrick, who had been the most eager to carry on their relationship when they first re-joined together at Holby, was now very stand offish. Holly often thought about what would have happened but never said anything. So life carried on as if nothing was wrong. Except that everybody noticed the difference in demeanour of Patrick, all shouting ceased while she was there.
One night Holly was waiting out side when Patrick drove past. He noticed Holly and slowed down. he knew that she didn't like walking home or even catching a bus after dark and hadn't for nine years. He pulled up.
"Would you like a lift?" he asked, out of the window.
Much as Holly would have liked to refuse she knew she was in a losing battle and would end up getting in the car anyway. So without protest she opened the door and climbed in.
"Where do you live now?" he asked, knowing the answer from her records, but not wanting to give away that fact.
"65 Likeford lane. It is just........"
"I know where it is." he smiled as he pulled out of the car park and was glad to see the smile on her face. It was the last thing that he saw before the car drove straight into the side of him and he was knocked out.Holly looked around before doing the same and passing out in teh car. She could feel pain in her legs and feet, but couldn't worry about that now!
The paramedics carried the two casualties, into St Judes.
"Forty year male and 35 year old female. Possible broken Fib and tib on the women. Deep lacerations on the feet and chest. Possible broken neck on the male and severe head injuried. Possible internal bleeding."
"Mark. This is the consultant and the senior registrar at Gerard Majella hospital."