Sorry it's been so long, I've been on holiday! It's a shorter, rubbisher chapter so sorry, but i promise the next one will be better! Thanks for your reviews!

Sophie x

AAU

Sat at the Nurse's station in AAU, was Eddi Mckee. She sat there reading her Emails as the rest of the ward rushed around, trying their best to clear beds. It had recently been announced by Hanssen that there had been a shooting in the city centre and that they had been made the lead hospital, with all their non-emergencies going to St James' and St Luke's.

Already on AAU, Tara was trying her best to discharge an unhelpful patient. Oliver and Johnny had been sent down to the ED and Darwin had been closed due to short staffing.

'Oy, F1, CT1, come here!' Called Eddi as she scrolled down the page.

'Dear Staff.' Eddi read aloud. 'Due to recent incidents in Neurology, the board and I have put a new rule in place to minimalize the risk of any staff being accused of making personal decisions over a patient's medical diagnosis.'

Keller

'Therefore,' Read Ric to Chantelle, Malick and Serena. 'Not only are staff not allowed to treat family members, they're not allowed to treat anybody they have ever had a relationship with, however long or short, or anybody who they are friends with and that does include your close colleagues.'

ED

'Staff will be suspended if they do break these new rules unless there are desperate circumstances.' Read Zoe. 'Best regards, Henrick Hanssen.'

'So that means that if I fell off a cliff, none of you would be allowed to treat me.' Said Dylan.

'That's what it says.' Replied Zoe. 'Anyway, enough about that. Nurse Maconie, Dr Valentine, we have 3 casualties coming in from the shooting. A 36 year old female, gunshot wounds to the abdomen and chest, me, Johnny, Nick and Oliver can take her. A 38 year old female with gunshot wounds to the arm. She gave birth at the scene and the baby is alright but premature. So Tom, can you Linda and Charlie take the kid as there are no beds on SCUBO and Dylan, Sam and Tess can take the mum. And there is also a 43 year old male who has internal bleeding as he was kicked numerous times in the stomach by the gunman.'

'How far away?' Asked Tess, but before anyone could answer, the doors were flung open and in rushed Jeff and Dixie.

Laid sprawled on a bed was a young woman, her hair was scattered round her pale face. Her eyes were lightly closed and she had a streak of crimson blood across her right cheek. Her body was still and lifeless, her arms and legs were laid limply beside her body. Her white shirt had been cut away and in its place were blood stained packs.

'This is Jacqueline Naylor, 36, multiple gunshot wounds to the abdomen. She's lost a lot of blood. We had to sedate her in the ambulance as she completely lost it and kicked Jeff in the balls.' Said Dixie, laughing at the last bit.

Johnny rushed over to find Jac laid there unconscious. His heart dropped. He could here Oliver stood behind him, trying to tell him to move. The trolley passed him and he carried on standing there, staring into space.

'Fletch, could you take Johnny of the ward please, he's not fit to be working here.' Said Zoe calmly. Fletch walked Johnny off the ward and they disappeared.

'Dr Hanna, I'm sorry, but I can't treat her either.' Said Oliver stepping back from Jac.

'Yes you can, stop being so unprofessional.' Shouted Zoe.

'No, he's right, neither can I, you read the Email. It's not ethical.' Said Nick. 'That's CT consultant, Jac Naylor. All three of us know her personally and believe it's in everyone's best interests if you and Sam treat her.'

'Fine, but you two can take the other woman, okay.' Said Zoe as the doors flew open again.

'This is Morean Effanga, 38, shot in the arm. She's stable but she needs to get to theatre ASAP!'

'Mo, you've got to be kidding me, who's the other casualty?' Asked Oliver who was obviously finding it tough.

'Michael Spence, he's on his way in now.' Said Linda.

'No, I'm not allowed to treat any of them, this isn't right.' Said Oliver. 'Send Mo and Jac to Keller and let me take Michael to AAU.'

Keller 8 minutes later

'Get Jac into theatre now, Malick you're assisting. Serena Mo is your call, I'd suggest that you clamp the Artery for now and wait for back up.' Said Ric. 'And can you get me the next of kin for both of them.'

'Mo's sister is on the way in and I'm about to phone Elliott Hope.' Said Chantelle who was searching for his number on the computer.

'Why?' Asked Ric.

'He's Miss Naylor's next of kin; she doesn't seem to have any family. Although in her notes, her next of kin has been changed loads of times. When she was brought into hospital as a child, her next of kin was her mother Paula Burrows. Then when she had a bike crash, wow I never knew she had a bike crash, it was someone called Joseph Byrne, his number's on here somewhere. Then when she donated a kidney to her mother, it was Sacha Levy and now it's Elliott Hope and Connie Beauchamp.' Said Chantelle as you read through Jac's notes.

'Really, it says Connie Beauchamp.' Said Ric who was evidently surprised.

'Yup, wow I never knew that she was so close with Sacha. It says here that she had an abortion in 2009!' Said Chantelle.

'Let me guess, was it in February 2009?'

'Yeah, why?'

'I think that I and about 10 others owe Ms Naylor a sincere apology. Anyway I need to get to theatre so try and get hold of both of them ok.' Said Ric as he rushed off. Chantelle tried to phone Elliott, but there was no answer. So she tried Connie.

'Hello, Connie Beauchamp speaking.' Said Connie with her upmost professionalism.

'Hi, Mrs Beauchamp, I'm Chantelle Lane, I'm a nurse at Holby city Hospital.' She said, but before she could continue Connie spoke.

'Holby, what's happened?' Said Connie worriedly.

'Well, you and Mr Elliott Hope are listed as Ms Jacqueline Naylor's next of kin. I have tried calling Mr Hope but he isn't answering so Jac's doctor, Mr Griffin told me to phone you.'

'What's happened?'

'Ms Naylor was shot in the early hours of this evening. She's gone into septic shock; that means that she has a serious infe-' But before she could go any further, Connie cut her off.

'Look Nurse whatever your name is, I'm a CT consultant. I was the director of surgery at Holby two years ago and I'm a better surgeon than Henrick Hanssen. So if you wouldn't mind handing me over to someone else, I would be ever so grateful.' Said Connie.

'Well, I haven't got anybody else you can talk to right now.' Said Chantelle who was beginning to get very scared of Connie.

'Her surgeons Ric, so put me on to Ric.'

'Sorry but he's in theatre.' Replied Chantelle.

'Listen here princess, get me on the phone to Ric Griffin right now, or I swear to god, when I get there you will be sorry.' Said Connie nastily. Chantelle ran as fast as she could to the theatre and got Ric for her.

In theatre 10 minutes later…

After 10 minutes of trying to calm Connie down, Ric was able to get back to saving Jac. He had just removed the second bullet from Jac's abdomen when there was a bleed.

'BPs dropping!' Said Malick as he grabbed the suction. Johnny and Fletch rushed into theatre to find every machine in the room beeping like mad.

'Okay, we're going to have to remove her ovaries.' Said Ric sadly.

'There must be another way.' Said Johnny from behind the glass. 'Factor 7, use factor 7.'

'There's not enough time, she's bleeding out.' Said Malick. 'BP's dropping. We need to act fast.'

'Wouldn't you rather she loses her ovaries than her life?' Johnny fell silent. 'Right, clamps.'

On Keller, an hour later…

Johnny sat beside Jac, waiting for her to awaken. After waiting another 10 minutes, he opened the curtains to the next bed and sat beside Mo who was cradling her tiny baby in her arms.

'How are you feeling?' Asked Johnny sympathetically.

'Like I've just been shot.' Said Mo sarcastically.

'What happened, Mo?' Asked Johnny seriously.

'I was eating at the restaurant when some guy came in. He had a gun and went mad, he grabbed Jac and began to argue with the cook, saying that she owed him money or something. Michael saw me and told me to run, but when I did he shot me in the arm. My waters broke, but before anything happened a door slammed and the gunman shot Jac in the stomach. She just lay there so still, I thought she was dead. Michael made me start pushing and I gave birth to him. It was horrible but after that, things got worse. After shooting Jac, the man ran through into the kitchens, but he returned. Michael tried to grab him in the struggle he tried to shoot Michael, but Jac got shot again. He threw Michael to the floor and just started kicking him and punching him. He went mad. I was sat on the floor of the restaurant, applying pressure to my arm, my baby was laid next to me and I couldn't even hold him. Then everything went black. The next thing I knew, I was in an ambulance and everyone just kept telling me I was safe. Johnny I was so scared.' Cried Mo.

'Hey, but you are safe now. You have a little boy to take care of and that's all that matters. Anyway, what are you going to call him?' Asked Johnny.

'Well, I was thinking Michael as he delivered him. Michael Jack Jonathan Effanga.' Said Mo who had begun to calm down.

'Hello, Michael Jack Jonathan Effanga, I'm your uncle Johnny.' Said Johnny proudly…

I promise that the next chapter will have more 'Janny' action! Please review :)