"Unknown patient, hit by a lorry at approximately 40mph, k'od at scene hasn't woken up, possible fractured right arm and left leg, severe looking head injury, we stabalised her neck and back at the scene." Tom reported to Zoe. He looked her a look meaning 'I'm looking after her'. Zoe nodded and waited just outside the ED for Sam to arrive with the next patient. The ambulance arrived almost momenterily.
Sam walked quickly through the ED, Zoe following her closely.
'Strange. Both girls with almost the exact same injuries' Zoe thought to herself. When she asked Sam, she just shrugged. Sam was still shocked to see two girls who looked almost exactly the same as her. Could it mean... No, Sam shook the thought away.
Zoe saw Sam looking shocked and scared, and told her as much.
"Sam, i don't know what happened there, but take a break okay?" Sam tried to defend herself but Zoe just ignored her. She gave up and went to the staffroom. Sam got changed into her scrubs, and flopped down on the sofa, just as Tom walked in the room.
"Hey Sam. That was pretty weird, those girls looking like you." Tom laughed as he sat down next to Sam and put his arm round her shoulder. Sam laughed weakly and unconvincingly.
"You okay Sam? Your looking a bit..." Tom searched for the right word, "different" That wasn't it. Sam got up.
"Listen Tom, I'm fine, just leave me alone." Sam began to storm out of the staffroom, but Tom caught her wrist.
"Don't talk to me like that. Now, what's up?" Tom dragged her back over and onto the sofa. Fletch walked in.
"Hey guys!" He frowned as he saw Tom squeezing Sam's wrist.
"Mate, what you doing?" Tom loosened his grip, and smiled at them both.
"Just playing Fletch, I'm not hurting her." The men laughed. Sam stayed silent.
"Anyway Fletch, me and Sam need to discuss a patient, and I think it's kind of private." Fletch smiled and left the couple alone.
"Tom, get off of me. I just need to think." Sam hissed.
"About what Sam? I just want to help you." Tom said, hurt.
"About us. Our relationship. Maybe it's not going to work." Tom stared at her. He dropped her wrist, which Sam brought up to her chest and cradled it.
"We're fine," Tom said, "We've been good. I'm off the diazepam, we're happy. Where's this come from?" Tear brimmed in his eyelids but he blinked them back.
"Tom, I just can't do this at the moment." She walked out of the room, and Tom stared at the doorway. Tess walked in, and asked Tom where Sam was, as Zoe was asking for her. Tom didn't reply.
Outside Zoe was smoking a cigarette. Sam walked out of the hospital and stood by Zoe.
"Oh Sam, we've got a place in CT for your patient in... what was it... 20 minutes." Sam told Zoe that she wasn't her patient any more. She took the cigarette packet out of Zoe's hand, but it was empty.
"I'm on my break, if anyone asks." Sam walked off, in the direction of the pub.
Zoe thought Sam meant she just needed a bit of time off. Which Sam did need.
But it was going to be more than a bit of time.
I haven't had any ideas coming in yet, so please review! Enjoy!
Sadie xxx