AN: Wow thanks for the quick reviews. Hmm looks like I'll still have to keep Guy to the dream sequences though since he's still not back yet although I think I don't want to ruin the great Guy moments and dream sequences are hilarious.

Who is he, the ginger Jesus or something?

Sue had waited until the right moment preferably when that Dr. Plod was out of the way. She crept in to Mac's ward wearing a pair of sunglasses and holding some felt-tip pens.

"Well hello Dr. Mac. How are we today? Yeah? Yeah?" she giggled as she looked down at him, imagining the things she wanted to hear him say. "Oh really well we can certainly solve that little problem." She took the top off of one of the pens and began colouring in the end of his nose. She took out a small mirror and did then same to her own nose and then went on to draw a pair of whiskers on her cheeks and on Mac's. "Ooh Dr. Mac you are the King of beasts, meow!" She began stroking his hair and eventually grabbed it in her fists, "I love your lion's mane I want to hold your lion's mane, let me lay next to you at night and stroke your mane." She began to rub her nose against Mac's and started meowing.

In the middle of rubbing her nose she was interrupted by Caroline. "What are you doing here?" asked Sue.

"What am I doing? What…what have you done to him?" she walked over to Mac in disbelief.

"That wasn't me."

"Yes it bloody was, you've done the same to your face!"

"Nonsense it was some crazed nurse she was on top of me and…"

"Stop, just stop! Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Well…"

"Don't answer that! Just get out and leave Mac alone." Caroline stared down Sue who seemed not to care.

"She'll be on top of you." said Sue who then meowed and left.

Caroline, still confused, walked over to Mac and attempted to wipe the pen off his face.

"Hmm you do make a very pretty cat." Pondered Caroline.

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Mac stood on a road surrounded by cornfields. The road appeared to be made of yellow bricks. He suddenly felt something touch the back of his leg. It was a tail that was sticking out of the back of his trousers.

"You know that means you have no courage," came a voice from behind him. Mac turned to see Guy wearing a rather flattering blue chequered dress.

"I like the skirt," said Mac, "it suits you."

"Fuck off this isn't mine."

"Then who's is it?"

"Some woman's she err couldn't resist me," lied Guy, "she grabbed me, tore off my clothes and demanded me to make love to her in the cornfield."

"Demanded, really?" said Mac sounding disinterested.

"Yeah and when we were done I couldn't put my clothes back on, I mean, they were ripped to shreds so she lent me her clothes."

"Really? Wow she must have been a big woman."

"What?"

"Nothing, it's just that dress fits you perfectly."

"No it's actually pretty tight."

"Whatever."

"Well at least I'm not a big pussy cat."

"I think you'll find I'm a lion."

"Yeah a lion with no courage."

"No the lion is a strong predator with plenty of courage and is so amazing it can start stampedes."

"Yeah, well you realise where we are don't you?"

"Yes we appear to be on a road."

"A yellow brick road," Guy pointed out, "which means this is Oz and you are the cowardly lion." Guy folded his arms and began to look smug.

"So that makes you Dorothy?"

"No."

"Yes I think it does."

"I am not a girl. Anyway Dorothy was braver than the lion."

"Yeah?"

"Yes she killed a witch…"

"By accident."

"She…escaped the killer dwarves at the beginning."

"Yes, yes, so your saying you're so brave that you ran away from what were essentially harmless munchkins?"

"No they were evil, it's there in the subtext and she survived them without a single scratch. And what did the lion do? He pranced around crying."

"Oh shit," said Mac, pointing ahead of them, "look." In the distance was a figure dressed in black running towards them. "It's Witch White, you didn't see me OK?" Mac ran past Guy and in to the cornfields. As Guy turned back from watching Mac run he jumped to see Sue White stood in front of him.

"Have you seen a lion anywhere?" she asked, breathing deeply.

"No I haven't, all I've seen is some ginger coward."

"Listen, I need to find him, I must find the king of beast…"

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Sue took her hand from Mac's hair. She had waited for Caroline to leave so she could have another small, private moment. She kissed the sleeping Mac firmly on the lips then left humming a song from "The wizard of Oz".

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