Thank you so much to everyone who has read this little offering of mine - it really does mean a lot.

Missed Ethan last night so I am consoling myself by finishing this story off.

I'm hoping that this reads as well as it seemed in my head.

Chapter 3

"I had it sorted Cal! Do you really think that I can't cope without you?"

"Come on Nibbles, everyone knows how much you need me...except you!"

Ethan pushed the door open roughly while shaking his head, "Totally delusional," he muttered to himself as he picked up a file, ready to call the name on the front. Cal, who was following, was chuckling happily to himself, enjoying every moment of winding is brother up. Actually, his brother had only just started relaxing more in his company after arriving home from his holiday in Magaluf a few weeks ago. From what Cal could decipher from Ethan's grumblings, he had not had the best of times. All the older man had managed to pry out of him was 'stag parties' and 'busmans holiday'. Other than that, Ethan hadn't said much at all.

"Does someone called Ethan work here? He's a doctor..." they both heard a female voice asking at the reception desk.

Surprised to hear his name, Ethan looked up and saw a pregnant young woman stood there in a wedding dress. Cal nudged him, "Is there something you need to tell me little brother?" he smiled.

"What? No...I...no!" Ethan stuttered as he took a couple of steps towards the bride, "Erm, hello, I'm called Ethan," he ventured nervously.

The young woman swished round, "Oh. Were you in Magaluf about 3 weeks ago?" She asked.

"Yes...I was...why? Forgive me but I don't recognise you."

What happened next shocked the young doctor to the core. The bride launched herself at him, throwing her arms around his neck and planting a massive kiss on his cheek, "Thank you," she said tearfully.

Ethan was at a loss, whereas Cal thought it was hilarious.

"Oi! What are you doing with my wife?" A voice bellowed across the room. Cal immediately turned serious and stepped towards his brother, ready to step in and defend the smaller man if necessary - in his eyes, the owner of the voice didn't sound friendly.

Ethan turned in the direction of the voice, "Mike?" he breathed.

The man, who was dressed in morning suit, stopped in his tracks, then his face broke into a huge smile, "Oh my god! I don't believe it! You found him!"

He dashed towards the confused doctor and the bride. Most people in the reception area had stopped what they were doing, watching with interest the scene in front of them.

"Do you remember me?" Mike asked Ethan.

"Of course I do - you were the 'stag'," Ethan replied as he glanced at his brother, who was now getting an idea of why Ethan was so fed up when he got home from the holiday.

"Oh yeah...about that, I'm sorry I was an idiot - I didn't mean to ruin your holiday," Mike looked apologetic.

Ethan shook his head, "Don't worry, I got over it," he smiled, "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be getting married judging by your dress? Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, everythings fine...this is Nicola, we're on our way to the reception..."

"Mike!" Another voice and pounding of feet on the ground. The owner of the voice skidded to a halt, "Ethan! She found you!" The young man grabbed the doctor in a hug.

Cal had had enough. He had no idea what was happening, but he understood that these men had all but ruined his brother's holiday, "Look I don't mean to be rude, "he started, "But what's going on? We are a busy ED you know..."

"Is this your brother?" The younger man asked Ethan, who was now starting to relax a little, "Yes. Cal this is Joe, Mike and Nicola. I met Joe and Mike on holiday..."
"Yeah I got that..." Cal grumbled.

Joe chuckled, "You were right about him."

Ethan blushed a little, "Why are you here then?"

Nicola took a step forward once more, "I've wanted to find you and thank you for saving Mike's life in Magaluf. If you hadn't been there then he wouldn't be here today," she explained, tears pooling in her eyes.

Ethan blushed even more, "I didn't do anything..." he murmered.

Cal looked between each person, his eyes landing finally on his brother, who looked very uncomfortable, "What happened?" he asked.

Mike took up the story, "I was on my 'stag' weekend and I wasn't being exactly quiet about it...in fact I was being a right prat, especially to Ethan. On my last night, we went out and well...I'm diabetic but I didn't manage my condition very well that night..."

"He nearly died," Nicola interuppted, "If Ethan hadn't been there..."she gulped as Mike took her in his arms.

Joe took up the story, "I was struggling to keep him conscious - I had been chatting with Ethan over a couple of days, so I went to him hoping he might help, even though some of the guys had not been particularly nice to him - and he didn't hesitate. It was 2am or something like that and he just came with me. He sorted Mike out then watched him after he'd sent me to rest. He was so organised and calm, well, without sounding over dramatic, he was amazing."

Ethan felt really warm. He actually wanted to run away from all the attention, but he was cornered, "I didn't do anything special," he whispered.

"Well I disagree Ethan - so thank you for saving my husband," Nicola leaned forward and kissed him once more.

"You're welcome," he told her, smiling shyly.

Joe stuck out his hand, "I'm glad she found you, it was driving her mad. We are all really grateful - oh I passed my exams too."

"Congratulations Joe, I'm really pleased for you," Ethan shook his hand, watching as Joe led Nicola out of the ED. Mike was still stood there. Ethan threw a shy glance his way, "I've got something else I need to say..." he started, "Because of you, Joe has passed his exams and is applying to medical school - he's got a chance of getting out of the hell hole and you guided him to that. I could never have done that, even though there is nothing I wanted more, but living where we do...thanks for saving his life too," he finished as once more he grabbed Ethan in a massive bear hug.

Once the wedding party had left, Ethan was left standing in shock. Cal was watching his brother's reaction, smiling at the 'deer in the headlights' expression on the younger doctor's face. He laid an arm over his shoulders, "Proud of you nibbles, " he whispered as he reached for a file and called his patient.

Ethan shook himself out of his stupor and called his patient, who shook his hand and congratulated him as they made their way to cubicles.

After their shift had ended, Cal dragged his brother over to the pub, not taking no for an answer, "It's not every day I have a hero brother - we need to celebrate."

As they walked through the door, the place erupted into cheering and applause. Ethan looked like he wanted a hole to open up and swallow him, but Cal pushed him in. There was a bottle of champagne waiting for him from the bridal party, not to mention all the good wishes of his friends.

A hour or so later saw a slightly tipsy Ethan sat in a corner, as far away from the hustle and bustle of all the people as possible, but Cal found him, "You alright Ethan?" he asked, wondering why he was sat in the dark.

Ethan sighed, "Yes I just don't see what all the fuss is about - I didn't do anything that anyone else wouldn't do."

"I know that, but the fact that you didn't tell anyone..."

"There was nothing to tell. It was done with by the time I got home."

"I guess that's what meant by 'what happens in Magaluf, stays in Magaluf'!"

Ethan groaned and shook his head, "Only you Cal, only you."

Well that's it. I'm not particularly happy with this, particularly the ending but I hope it reads ok.

Catch you next time xx