"Now, as you both know, Maggie was in a bad way when we got her here." they both nodded, setting themselves up for the worst. "Surgery went well, and she's alright, b-" Connie was interrupted by an emotional Selena.

"She's okay? Oh thank god!" she cried, jumping out of her seat and hugging a surprised Connie, "Thank you!" tears dropped from her tired eyes, a smile over took her face, this was the best news she'd heard all day.

Charlie stood up, his face blank. He unlike Selena had registered what Connie was about to say, "But what?" he asked, Selena stopped dead, the smile falling from her face.

"But, there was a few complications as we operated." Connie could see this news wasn't welcome. "I'm afraid Maggie is in a minor Coma. I'm so sorry." Connie looked at the two faces in front at her. Selena's eyes were streaming with tears and Charlie was paler than pale. The pair were silent. "You can go and see her in a moment, I suggest you go downstairs and tell of what's happened." Charlie nodded, taking Selena by the arm, they headed to the lift. He didn't know how he was going to tell the others, but he knew he would have to, somehow.

Connie watched as the lift doors closed, she knew that Charlie and Selena cared for Maggie dearly, as did the rest of the department. turning on her heel, she went back to her office.

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Upon reaching the busy department, the pair wandered over to the nurses station. Charlie cleared his throat, causing everyone to turn their heads to look at a very sombre pair.

"Any news?" asked Tess, reading the rests minds.

"Well, um….that's what we've come to tell you." Charlie replied, blinking back the tears, "As you all know, Maggie was taken up to theatre earlier today. Connie Beauchamp was operating, a moment ago, she told us how Maggie was." he couldn't do it, his throat had a lump in it and words were failing him.

Selena spoke up, teary eyed, "There were complications and….and…." she had to get this out, "Maggie's in a minor Coma." she began to sob, gasps rippled round the assembled, before they rushed over to the pair, hugging and crying along too.

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No one could believe the tragic events that had happened that night. Charlie had left Selena downstairs with Tess, and had went back to see Maggie. As he entered the room, Connie was there placing Maggie's belongings n the sideboard.

"Oh, hello. Is it okay if I stay with her?" he asked in a small voice, smiling half heartedly at the surgeon.

"Sure, these are the things that were brought in." Connie handed Charlie the small pile and left the room. Sitting on a small chair at the edge f her bed, Charlie studied his friends face. She looked just like she was lightly sleeping, if you ignored the scratches and stitches on her face. Along with all the tubes and wires and machines next to the bed. He smiled. She still managed to look great. Turning his attention to the group of objects Connie had given him, most of it was clothes, some jewellery and her chunky clip she always wore in her hair. Picking it up he fiddled with it, and sighed,

"What are we going to do with you, Aiyh?" putting the pile back on the sideboard, Charlie took Maggie's hand in his, praying that she would sit up and chuckle. Watching the rhythmic movement of her chest, he forgot his surroundings, not even noticing Diane entering the room quietly.

"Charlie, um this was in Dr Coldwell's hand when we took her in. I thought you should have it." she smiled as Charlie jumped and handed him a small black object. Maggie's pager. "I'm sure she'll be okay." she reassured him as she left him once again to his thoughts. Going over the drivers story in his head, Charlie begun to piece together why she had reached into the back. Pressing the buttons on the pager, a message appeared on the screen, "I'm almost home now, give you a phone when I get there. Thanks for everything. Ma-" it ended, just like that. Charlie couldn't stop his mind jumping to conclusions, figuring a story of what really happened. Closing his eyes, he could almost feel that he was there.