Ever since Charlie had been seen running through the department, people had been asking Tess and Harry questions, which, they were unwilling to answer. However, they had gathered their colleagues in the staffroom to give them the news before Josh and comfort had left.
"All we can do now is wait. Hopefully the police have taken control of the situation and both Maggie and Charlie are both fine. Please, can we try to focus on our jobs and try not to distress any patients. Thanks yous." spoke a distracted Harry, he was as worried as the rest of them.
But as Josh and Comfort arrived back at the department with a grieving Charlie, no one could have predicted what really happened. A the trio walked through reception, they soon realised they had forgotten one thing. Blood. Charlie's clothes were soaked through, and bright red. It wasn't long before heads started to turn and whispers started to flow from the waiting patients, some having caught snippets of the situation gossiping with others. Josh tried to get Charlie through to cubicles as quickly as he could.
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However, Kelsey spied him from the staffroom and she would soon probably spread it round the whole place. But, there was only three people in the whole hospital what was going on, and there was only one person who knew truly the effects of what had happened.
Charlie sat on the edge of his bed in his cubicle, staring at his hands. The blood that was slowly drying making him feel sick. He still couldn't believe the horrific events that had unfolded that night, he was still to deep in his thoughts to notice Harry and Tess slip into the cubicle.
"Charlie?" spoke Harry, placing a hand on the nurses shoulder making him jump.
"Oh, its you." Charlie whispered back, lifting his heavy eyes to the pair stood in front of him.
"How are you?" asked Tess, worried for her colleague.
Charlie shook and bowed his head, chuckling morosely to himself, "Never better thanks…" he sighed, "Look, I know why you're here really. You want to know what happened."
Neither Harry or Tess knew what to say, he was half right, they did want to know what happened but they were also worried about him.
"Look, Charlie, we-" but before Harry could finished, Charlie butted in.
"She's gone Harry." Charlie spoke in barley a whisper, as if his words were the final say on the matter.
"Wh-? What are you talking about?" asked a puzzled Tess, who deep down dreaded the fact that she might know what he was going on about. She looked worriedly at Harry.
"Charlie. Are you saying-" he begun.
"Yes, Harry. I'm saying that.. that Maggie's dead. She was murdered…" Charlie's last few words hitting Tess and Harry like a brick wall. Tears begun leaking from Tess's eyes, Harry stared at Charlie, not wanting to believe that news. Charlie had already begun to breakdown, tears dropping onto the bed below him.
"Oh Charlie, I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do?" asked Harry.
"There's nothing you can do unless your am miracle worker and can bring her back. Thanks anyway." Charlie whispered back, "Could you maybe leave me alone for a few minutes, no doubt the whole departments wanting to know what going on." Charlie looked up at Tess and Harry again, his eyes pleading almost with them.
"Sure, I'm so sorry." spoke up Tess as she left the cubicle, still in tears. Harry nodded and followed her out. Leaving Charlie to himself.
