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Chapter 11
The rainbow had long since disappeared when Holly and Lara returned into the bustling reception. Holly yawned and her face was now visibly tired. "You should go and sleep you know. You'll need the rest." Holly yawned again and smiled at the Australian before nodding resignedly. Her return to work at Holby had exhausted her and she no longer had the effort to continue the battle against the unwell. She blindly allowed her feet to continue one step in front of the other wandering slowly towards the on call room. Her eyes began to close as she opened the door and staggered towards the bed in the corner. She had no sooner laid down upon the soft ocean blue sheets than her eyes closed and she was asleep.
Lara watched Holly stagger to the on call room and then once assured she would be ok, she returned to resus slightly happier with hopes on Patrick's improvement. He was still there; sound asleep and peaceful. Her eyes glanced around the unusually quiet resus area before she made her way over to him. Pulling a chair up to his bedside she took hold of his hand and gently stroked it.
"They say nothing lasts forever, but we will won't we." His limp form gave no reply so it was just as well that she wasn't expecting one. "You'll get better, I'll realise I was a fool for almost pushing you away, you'll pretend to be angry with me, we'll make up…" Her eyes drifted slowly over his body coming to rest on the monitor that was attached to his arm. Her eyes studied it for a second then satisfied he was stable she returned to her one way conversation. "You know there's so many things I wanted to tell you but when I saw that it was you on the trolley I just felt so sick. I kept wishing that it was me on that trolley. It should have been me, not you. I kept thinking what if you didn't make it, I'd have all these thoughts running through my head, all these words that I never get to say, all the things we never get to do…" She drifted off unable to continue. She raised her other hand and brushed a stray strand of hair from his face as she desperately tried to cling on to the tears, which were trying to force their way out.
His eyes slowly opened and his head turned to focus solely on her.
"I was talking to Holly about you earlier" She began but he silenced her mid sentence.
"Lara?" he struggled to say grasping her hand tightly.
"I'm not going to let you go. You hear," She said half jokingly but he could see the seriousness written in her eyes. A silence overcame the pair as their roller coaster of emotions came slowly to a halt, ceasing all movement. He struggled to speak and she could see the effort it was taking him. Her eyes met with his and he stopped struggling. Some things were best said without the use of words.
The door creaked open and a shadowy figure approached the distant bed. An outstretched hand felt for the bed but was met with the distinct shape of a human body. His hand was instantly withdrawn and even through the shadows his cheeks visibly flushed red.
She awoke with a start having the distinct impression that someone else was in the room. An unnerving feeling washed over her as sharp painfully memories flooded back to her. Instantly her hand reached for the light. Blinking several times to adjust to the rush of bright artificial light she began to make out a figure in one corner of the room.
"Dillon?" She asked squinting through the light.
"Holly?" Came his surprised voice. By now both had become adjusted to the light and an awkward silence engulfed the tiny room as the two figures nervously glanced at each other.
Lara lifted her head from the trolley beside Patrick and blinked twice in succession trying to focus. For a blissful, but disconcerting, moment she couldn't remember where she was or why she was there but as her eyes were cast to Patrick's side the memories suddenly came flooding back. She glanced around the unusually quiet resus area before watching him peacefully sleep. She smiled to herself before the doors to resus were dramatically cast aside and a male patient in respiratory arrest was brought in. Duffy entered and made her way over to the duo.
"We've found him a bed," She said causing Lara to smile. Patrick woke slowly and, after a quick briefing from Duffy, was wheeled up to the ward; Lara never left his side.
Dillon stood transfixed on the spot like a rabbit in headlights. His hand reached for the door handle as his face continued to go through various shades of crimson and then red. The unnerving feeling had passed over Holly and once again she felt like her normal self. His embarrassment was sweet she thought. He muttered an apology to her and began to turn the handle. "Hey" she said and he turned to face her again "What did you want?" she asked. Confusion briefly spread across his face, before he regained his senses.
"Erm..well I was just gonna rest for a bit before Lara would be ready to go home, but now I think she's gonna be a while so I might just go home and catch up with her later." He managed to state before stealing a brief glance over towards Holly.
"Unless you fancied going for a drink first?" She propositioned.
"Are you asking?" He commented.
"Would you say yes?" She quipped. A smile crossed his face and instantly Holly was also smiling too.
"Yeah I'd say yes."
"Then I'm asking." And with no further words the pair of them left the on call room.
Epilogue - Three Months Later
Holly and Dillon are now together.
Lara and Patrick are still togather.
Patrick got a second Consultant's post at Holby, and Lara got his SPR post.
Chapter 11
The rainbow had long since disappeared when Holly and Lara returned into the bustling reception. Holly yawned and her face was now visibly tired. "You should go and sleep you know. You'll need the rest." Holly yawned again and smiled at the Australian before nodding resignedly. Her return to work at Holby had exhausted her and she no longer had the effort to continue the battle against the unwell. She blindly allowed her feet to continue one step in front of the other wandering slowly towards the on call room. Her eyes began to close as she opened the door and staggered towards the bed in the corner. She had no sooner laid down upon the soft ocean blue sheets than her eyes closed and she was asleep.
Lara watched Holly stagger to the on call room and then once assured she would be ok, she returned to resus slightly happier with hopes on Patrick's improvement. He was still there; sound asleep and peaceful. Her eyes glanced around the unusually quiet resus area before she made her way over to him. Pulling a chair up to his bedside she took hold of his hand and gently stroked it.
"They say nothing lasts forever, but we will won't we." His limp form gave no reply so it was just as well that she wasn't expecting one. "You'll get better, I'll realise I was a fool for almost pushing you away, you'll pretend to be angry with me, we'll make up…" Her eyes drifted slowly over his body coming to rest on the monitor that was attached to his arm. Her eyes studied it for a second then satisfied he was stable she returned to her one way conversation. "You know there's so many things I wanted to tell you but when I saw that it was you on the trolley I just felt so sick. I kept wishing that it was me on that trolley. It should have been me, not you. I kept thinking what if you didn't make it, I'd have all these thoughts running through my head, all these words that I never get to say, all the things we never get to do…" She drifted off unable to continue. She raised her other hand and brushed a stray strand of hair from his face as she desperately tried to cling on to the tears, which were trying to force their way out.
His eyes slowly opened and his head turned to focus solely on her.
"I was talking to Holly about you earlier" She began but he silenced her mid sentence.
"Lara?" he struggled to say grasping her hand tightly.
"I'm not going to let you go. You hear," She said half jokingly but he could see the seriousness written in her eyes. A silence overcame the pair as their roller coaster of emotions came slowly to a halt, ceasing all movement. He struggled to speak and she could see the effort it was taking him. Her eyes met with his and he stopped struggling. Some things were best said without the use of words.
The door creaked open and a shadowy figure approached the distant bed. An outstretched hand felt for the bed but was met with the distinct shape of a human body. His hand was instantly withdrawn and even through the shadows his cheeks visibly flushed red.
She awoke with a start having the distinct impression that someone else was in the room. An unnerving feeling washed over her as sharp painfully memories flooded back to her. Instantly her hand reached for the light. Blinking several times to adjust to the rush of bright artificial light she began to make out a figure in one corner of the room.
"Dillon?" She asked squinting through the light.
"Holly?" Came his surprised voice. By now both had become adjusted to the light and an awkward silence engulfed the tiny room as the two figures nervously glanced at each other.
Lara lifted her head from the trolley beside Patrick and blinked twice in succession trying to focus. For a blissful, but disconcerting, moment she couldn't remember where she was or why she was there but as her eyes were cast to Patrick's side the memories suddenly came flooding back. She glanced around the unusually quiet resus area before watching him peacefully sleep. She smiled to herself before the doors to resus were dramatically cast aside and a male patient in respiratory arrest was brought in. Duffy entered and made her way over to the duo.
"We've found him a bed," She said causing Lara to smile. Patrick woke slowly and, after a quick briefing from Duffy, was wheeled up to the ward; Lara never left his side.
Dillon stood transfixed on the spot like a rabbit in headlights. His hand reached for the door handle as his face continued to go through various shades of crimson and then red. The unnerving feeling had passed over Holly and once again she felt like her normal self. His embarrassment was sweet she thought. He muttered an apology to her and began to turn the handle. "Hey" she said and he turned to face her again "What did you want?" she asked. Confusion briefly spread across his face, before he regained his senses.
"Erm..well I was just gonna rest for a bit before Lara would be ready to go home, but now I think she's gonna be a while so I might just go home and catch up with her later." He managed to state before stealing a brief glance over towards Holly.
"Unless you fancied going for a drink first?" She propositioned.
"Are you asking?" He commented.
"Would you say yes?" She quipped. A smile crossed his face and instantly Holly was also smiling too.
"Yeah I'd say yes."
"Then I'm asking." And with no further words the pair of them left the on call room.
Epilogue - Three Months Later
Holly and Dillon are now together.
Lara and Patrick are still togather.
Patrick got a second Consultant's post at Holby, and Lara got his SPR post.