Lucy took over looking after the young girl. "Okay, I just want to have a look at your head," she said soothingly. "What's your name?"

"Kylie," the girl replied, wincing as Lucy dabbed some antiseptic onto the cut on her head. "Will everyone be okay?"

"Thanks to you, sweetheart, I think they will." Nikki nodded. "Lucy, where's Lara?"

Lucy gestured towards the mini bus. "She won't leave him."

Nikki bit her lip. "We need her, one of the immigrants isn't so good. Is there anyway you could convince her to leave?"

"Me?" Lucy frowned. "Why me?"

"I don't know, you seem to get on with her. Please, it's pretty important."

Lucy hesitated before pulling her gloves off. "Stay with Kylie," she instructed Nikki. "Until you can find someone else to look after her. Kylie, I've just got to go back and check on someone. Nikki will look after you." She hurried over to the mini bus.

Lara was talking in a low voice to Patrick.

"Lara," Lucy interrupted. She looked at Patrick, still trapped in the bus, and then turned her attention back to the SHO. "There's a problem with one of the patients, they need your help."

"I can't," Lara insisted. "I need to stay here."

"Lara, it really is important," Lucy tried again. "No one else knows what to do."

"I'm not leaving," Lara said stubbornly.

"Lara," Patrick finally said. "You need to go. You've got a job to do."

"But…"

"I'm not going anywhere." Patrick gestured to his trapped position. "Seriously, go and see to whatever it is."

Lara hesitated. "Okay. Lucy, will you stay here?"

"I…" Lucy thought about what she ought to be doing, and then nodded. "Sure."

Lara gave Patrick another look, before heading over towards the lorry again.

"Fancy meeting you here," Patrick attempted a joke.

Lucy grimaced. "Indeed. What were you thinking, Patrick?"

Patrick tried to shrug and found he didn't have enough room. "I was trying to help. It wasn't in this bad a mess when I got in, trust me. Are all the kids okay?"

"Fine." Lucy nodded. "When can they get you out?"

Patrick sighed. "They're trying. Well, they were. Where have all the fire crew gone?"

"I'm not sure." Lucy looked at the mangled metal. "You're pretty stuck, aren't you?"

"Yeah," Patrick agreed. He hesitated before saying, "Can you smell petrol?"

Lucy nodded slowly. "It's probably just the petrol tanker," she insisted. "The fire crew are here, it'll be fine."

"You don't know that," Patrick warned her. "Lucy, if it starts to get dangerous, you're not to stay. And you're not to let Lara come back either."

"It's not going to get that dangerous," Lucy replied firmly. She looked round as the fire crew returned. "See, they'll get you out."

"Lucy, seriously," Patrick continued in the same grave tone. "If I don't get out of this…"

"You're going to!" Lucy growled.

"If I don't," Patrick said deliberately. "Promise me you'll look after Lara."

"It won't come to that," Lucy maintained.

"Promise me!"

Lucy nodded reluctantly. "I promise."

Patrick hesitated. "And promise me you'll tell Dillon you love him."

"What?" Lucy looked at him incredulously. "What are you on about?"

"It's a challenge." Patrick winced as a piece of metal dug into his side slightly. "Your final one, promise. Challenge six."

"Aren't these things usually done in tens?" Lucy asked quietly.

"Since when have I been conventional?" Patrick smiled.

Lucy looked at him dubiously. "Lucky for me, you're going to get out of this," she said quickly. "So it doesn't count."

Lara returned. "Are you okay?" she asked breathlessly.

"Fine," Patrick said.

"Yeah, he's grand," Lucy nodded. "I better go and see if anyone else needs any help."

"Lara, you'll have to go soon," one of the fire crew suddenly spoke to her. "It's getting a bit dangerous down here."

"I laugh in the face of danger," Lara replied boldly.

Lucy suddenly became aware of an intense heat and bit her tongue to stop herself screaming when she spotted the flames licking around one edge of the mini bus. "That kind of danger?" she said to Lara shakily. Patrick caught her eye, and Lucy felt her heart sink. This wasn't what was supposed to happen.