Three long days went by with no change to Lucy's condition. Jeff sat by her bedside all day and all night and was, quite frankly, beginning to smell. Trudy had returned home as she had planned, with a promise, or threat, to visit when Lucy was back on her feet to try and sort things out. Though Jeff held out little hope for this, and realised he probably wouldn't see his mother again until his wedding. Whenever, and to whoever, it may be.

On the fourth day, Jill and Gordon went to Lucy's room as they finished work. Jeff was fast asleep in a chair, head resting on the bed, still clutching her hand. Gordon tapped him on the shoulder and he shot up, looking to Lucy before realising it wasn't her and turning round.

'Hi,' he said sleepily to the other two doctors.

'Hi yourself,' Gordon replied, 'You look exhausted.'

'Yeah, well it's hard to sleep in a chair.'

'Look, come home with me,' Gordon suggested, 'I'll give you something to eat, we'll get you a change of clothes, you can have a wash and a sleep and I'll bring you back first thing in the morning.'

'No,' Jeff said, turning back to Lucy, 'I want to be here for her in case she wakes up.'

'I'm on call tonight,' Jill said, 'I'll keep an eye on her and let you know if there is any change.'

Jeff still looked unconvinced.

'Come on,' Gordon urged, 'She wont want to wake up to find you smelly and tired, will she? What use will you be to her then?'

Jeff smiled, 'Okay then, but please call if anything happens. Anything at all.'

'Of course. Have a good rest. Gordon does the best beans on toast this side of London,' she joked.

'It's true. I do,' he agreed, leaning down to kiss her, 'See you tomorrow, sweetheart.'

Jeff looked down at Lucy, 'I love you,' he whispered, 'I'll be back soon.' He kissed her hand and then set it back by her side.

Gordon and Jeff left, and Jill looked at the bed, 'Just us girls then. Fancy a game of truth or dare?'

Jeff was silent during the drive back to Gordons. He just stared out of the window.

'You're besotted with her, aren't you?' Gordon asked, keeping his eyes on the road.

'What?' Jeff asked coming out of his daze.

'Lucy. You're besotted.'

Jeff turned back to the window, 'Yes, I am.'

'Have you told her?' Gordon asked as he pulled the car into his drive.

'No,' Jeff shook his head, 'We have such a great relationship, I didn't want to ask for, or to hope for, any more. It seemed greedy.'

'And what if she feels exactly the same way?'

Jeff looked up at him, 'And what if she doesn't?

'You'll never know until you try.'

Jeff looked away again, 'Come on then. Let's have some of these famous beans on toast.'

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It was just before midnight and Jill was sat in the chair by Lucy's bedside that Jeff had so reluctantly vacated earlier in the evening doing some paperwork. She had promised Jeff she would watch Lucy, and it was just as easy to work there than in her office. The nurses knew where she was if she was needed for anything.

As she shifted uncomfortably in the seat, she was sure that she saw Lucy's hand move. When after a few minutes there had been no further movement, she decided that she had imagined it and went back to work. A few minutes later, the same thing happened again.

'I'm going mad,' she said out loud, but to herself.

Half an hour later, however, the hand lifted completely off the bed and Lucy began to cough.

'Right, I'm definitely not imagining that,' Jill said, as she jumped out of her chair, sending a file flying, 'Lucy, can you hear me?'

'Jill?' Lucy asked, confused, 'What's going on? Where am I?'

'You're in hospital. You hit your head. Do you remember?'

'I think so. I was at Jeff's flat. Jeff! Oh no. Where is he? Is he okay? Why isn't he here?' she began to panic, looking around desperately.

'Calm down, Lucy, calm down, 'Jill soothed until the psychiatrist stopped fighting her and lay quietly, 'You've been unconscious for four days and in that time Jeff has not left you side, until tonight. Gordon and I decided it was time he ate something and had a sleep, so we forced him to go home to Gordon's for the night while I watched you. He was a real mess.'

'Four days? He sat there for four days?'

'Yeah, which reminds me. I have to go and call him.'

'No Jill, don't,' Lucy called, stopping the doctor before she reached the door.

'Why not?'

'Because he needs to rest, and I think I'd be asleep before he could get here anyway, so there's really no point in disturbing him.'

Jill looked dubious, 'He'll kill me.'

'No, I'll explain it to him.'

'Okay, but on your head be it,' the doctor went back to her seat, 'How do you feel? Headache?'

'No, I'm just really tired.'

'Well, that's normal. Your body had quite a shock.'

'I'll say,' Lucy agreed, yawning.

'You go back to sleep. I'll call Gordon and let him know, so that he can bring Jeff straight back in the morning.'

'Thank you,' Lucy said, as she drifted back off to sleep.