Bit of a lighthearted chapter this time round but whatever. :p Looks like this fic is back from the dead?
The drive back from the hospital was quiet, interrupted only by a Holby radio station. 'Is he...?' began Jac. 'He's alright. He's supposed to go in later than expected but that's it.' replied Zosia distantly. 'They're going to call me when he gets out.' Jac nodded, trying to make out the road signs through the rain. 'He'll get through it,' she stated after a while. 'He will.'
It was about 7pm when the pair returned back to Zosia's flat. Jac made her a cup of tea while Zosia talked to her. 'It was so strange being on the patient's side instead of the doctor's. I wanted to be able to do something but I just felt helpless.' 'You've observed these procedures, Zosia. I know it seems like the world is against you but your dad really does have a fighting chance.' Zosia smiled. 'I'd like to think so.' 'I think I know the guy doing the procedure. Jack Rimmer?' Zosia nodded. 'He's one of the best. Look, it's stupid to stay up all night talking about it. You need some rest, you're exhausted.'
Zosia's bed was cosy and she fell asleep nearly instantly. It ended up being Jac staying up worrying, thinking about ways the procedure could go wrong. She was drifting off when the two were jolted upright by the very loud sound of Zosia's phone ringing. Bleary-eyed, she answered. 'Hello? Yes, Zosia March.' Jac watched her expression, trying to work out what the news was. 'It's okay!' said Zosia after hanging up. 'I mean, obviously there's a lomg road ahead, but he made it!' Jac beamed and the two hugged. Just as they were pulling apart, they heard a noise downstairs. 'What's that?' asked Jac, surprisingly easily frightened. 'Of course, it'd have to be Dom and Digby back from a night out,' said Zosia, bemused.
'Zosia!' yelled Arthur from the kitchen, checking the clock. It was 15 minutes until the three made their way to work but there was no sign of life. 'She can get herself fired for all I care, I'm not ruining my voice shouting at her,' muttered Dom bitterly into his coffee, earning a displeased look from Digby. Dom sighed. 'I'll knock on her door, but I'm not a personal alarm clock. Not unless you pay me, anyway.' He got up to about 9 steps up the stairs before hurtling back down, the fear of God in his eyes. 'Are you okay?' asked Digby frantically. 'Are you hurt?' 'She was talking to someone,' said Dom, 'Who sounded an awful, awful lot like Jac Naylor.' 'You're joking?' asked Digby.
'No, and I'm outraged. I should have a right to feel safe in my own home.' said Dom, finishing his coffee. 'I'm leaving, our shift starts in about 7 minutes.' Dom hurried along, kicking into his shoes and grabbing his keys. 'Wait until I see Zosia. This, my dear Digby, is what they call blackmail material.'
The door slammed. 'I guess we couldn't avoid it forever,' murmured Zosia. Jac was bewildered. 'This is why I never had roommates, see,' said Jac, still sleepy. 'As if anybody would share a flat with you. What time is it?' Jac checked. '9 o'clock.' Zosia groaned. 'I think I'll call in sick.' 'I'm not complaining,' said Jac weakly. 'For once,' replied Zosia wittily as she dialled the number for Holby staff. 'Anything to avoid the boys after this morning,' she laughed as the phone was dialling. 'We could go to St. James' and visit your father?' Zosia held up a hand as she gave her excuse. After her hanging up, Jac continued. 'We could go right now.' 'Save it! I'll go later. He'll be asleep.'
Jac was still lingering around the flat when the two junior doctors returned home. 'Good evening, ladies,' said Dom jokingly, setting bags down onto the table. Digby kept well out of the way, busying himself with some ornament that apparently needed arranging. 'Dr. Copeland.' replied Jac, watching the smirk on Dom's face. 'I knew you were good, but I can't believe you pulled Jac Naylor, of all people.' Jac raised her eyebrows, not bothering to entertain his remarks. Zosia sensed trouble and looked for a quick way out. 'I think we should go to St. James'n ow. Come on.' begged Zosia. Jac relented and the two were gone.