Guy sat down in a corner, occasionally checking his watch, and tapping his feet on the floor. He didn't know whether Caroline was going to turn up. He hadn't seen Mac either… Did that mean that Mac had intercepted her, and she had gone off with him? Did she really want to be with Mac?

Just as this thought flitted across his mind, Caroline walked into the door frame, nervously. She was by herself. She looked around for anyone she knew, and walked over to Guy, who was still looking at his hands. He had clearly made an effort to look good, which she thought was really sweet. She gently laid a hand on his shoulder, and he immediately turned to face her.

He looked her up and down, from her shoes right up to her face. He didn't say anything for a couple of seconds. She was gorgeous. Caroline shifted nervously, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

"May I request a dance, Doctor Todd?" said Guy, once more his confident self, taking Caroline's hand as he stood up.

"Why thank you, that would be lovely Doctor Secretan," smiled Caroline as Guy proceeded to lead her onto the dance floor. They avoided the centre of the dance floor, where Sue was currently attempting to do a fast ceilidh dance, which was clearing that area of the dance floor, as she was also heavily pregnant. Guy took Caroline's arm, and began twirling her around and dancing with her. She was surprisingly more graceful dancing than she was walking.

About twenty seconds after they began to dance, the song ended. A slower song began. They both stood there separately, looking awkward. Caroline looked up at Guy, to see if he wanted to dance. He looked at her, slight hope in his eyes. She smiled, half whispering "Shall we?" as she moved towards him. Guy gently, slowly placed his arms around her waist as she moved closer to him. She moved closer and closer towards him, until she was enfolded completely in his arms. She moved her hands, touching his back, from his waist up to his shoulders, until she was hugging him into her. Guy breathed in slightly sharper than normal, and looked upwards. He smiled as Caroline placed her head softly on Guy's shoulder. They stood there, and then slowly began to move on the spot, each surrounded by the other.

Mac walked in the door, saw the pair of them, looked down at his hands, and then walked out, smiling wistfully to himself. At least Caroline was happy.

Guy's heart was beating fifty times to the dozen. He felt so nervous, and he was dreading what was going to happen when the song ended. He didn't want it to end – he just wanted to stay here for a long time, and not have to face the complicatedness of everything, and whether things would ever work between them. He had to tell her, to see what she truly thought of him.

A pause. "Caroline?" he whispered into her ear.

"Mmm?" Said Caroline, raising her head off his shoulder, so that she was looking at him. She bashed his nose slightly as she did this, and looked embarrassed.

"Would you kill me if I was to tell you something?"

"Depends what it is."

"I think I love you," said Guy in a flurry, so that the words didn't come out entirely coherently, but Caroline had understood what he had said. She looked down at the floor, confused, and then stepped away from him, walking off the dancefloor, and towards the toilets.

Guy dropped his arms and swiftly walked out of the door. He shouldn't have said that. He hadn't meant to say it that abruptly – he had had a whole build-up planned in his mind and everything. He knew he would have to face her sometime, but he headed home. That wasn't entirely the way he had thought she would react, let alone how he hoped she would react. He hoped she might have said that she loved him too, and then they could leave together and spend the rest of the weekend together, showing each other how much they loved one another. Was he really that bad that Caroline was repulsed by him? Or did she just think of him as a friend? Or did she still like Mac too much?

Caroline sat in a toilet cubicle, her head in her hands, staring at the door. She didn't know why she had walked off – she just couldn't face answering or explaining or telling or talking to Guy right that moment. Her mind flashed back to the night before, when he had cuddled her to sleep, and couldn't help smiling.

She had thought that Guy was only being particularly sweet the last few…well… months, because he wanted to sleep with her. She thought of all the stuff he had done for her, and how she had been blind enough to just scold him whenever he was particularly romantic. He could have slept with her last night, but he didn't. Caroline was so confused. She had such a well of emotion inside of her, and was afraid to get in touch with it in case she burst.

For some reason, over the last day or so, Guy had completely filled her head, and she couldn't think of anything else. Was that so wrong? Guy didn't seem to be the selfish bastard that everyone else made him out to be. Or was it just Caroline that Guy reserved his best behaviour for? This thought made her smile, and she felt slightly proud to have all of that attention off him.

She thought back to what he had said. She stood up, wiped her eyes, and left. She headed home, knowing that Guy would have left.