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The room finally began to empty out after dinner. Malick and Michael decided to head to the bar for a few more drinks. Jonny and Mo stood up from the table. Mo had decided she had enough wine at dinner and Jonny had other things on his mind. He had whispered to her what Dr Pilkington had asked but had not had an opportunity to discuss it properly with her. He had told Pilkington that he had no knowledge of Mr Hanssen or Ms Campbell's personal lives, which was true. But if they were having it off this would be the juiciest piece of gossip since those rumours about why Imelda Cousins had suspended Ric Griffin.

Mo looked over to where Hanssen and Serena were still sitting alone at their table deep in conversation. She made a face. 'I can't…' she shook her head, 'Her maybe… but…' she shook her head again. 'I can't see him having a romantic relationship with anyone.'

'He's only human!" Jonny said. 'Just because he's a little reserved… You know the saying – it's always the quiet ones.'

'I guess they do look pretty wrapped up in each other at the moment.' Mo said thoughtfully but then shook her head again. 'It's still Hanssen though. They're probably talking about patient waiting times or something!'

Jonny sighed. He was going to get to the bottom of this.

'Gosh, is that the time?' Serena checked her watch when she noticed everyone else had left the table.

Henrik was surprised to see how late it was too. The time had flown by. He looked at Serena and smiled. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt so comfortable chatting to someone. He couldn't even recall all that they had talked about but it had been an easy and flowing conversation.

Serena watched him and was touched by the first genuine smile she thought the man had ever given her. 'I've quite enjoyed myself.' She said her eyes twinkling.

'As have I. Thank you Ms Campbell for such splendid company.' Henrik replied.

'Oh I'm not sure how splendid it was.' Serena said standing up. 'I think perhaps I'm a bit squiffy!' she confessed. It was only as she stood up that she began to suspect she had drunk more wine than she intended.

Henrik smiled again. He enjoyed the way she spoke and her voice was so soothing.

Jonny followed Hanssen and Serena to the lift. Mo had gone ahead, having no interest in playing detective. They were definitely closer, Jonny thought, as he watched them walk side by side and how Serena even leaned against him slightly as they waited for the lift to open.

'What are you doing?'

Jac's voice interrupted his thoughts and he turned to find her staring at him.

'Uh… watching those two.' He said, nodding towards the lift.

'Why?' Jac asked suspiciously.

'It's possible they are… in a relationship.' He said.

Jac's eyebrows popped up. 'What?' she asked.

'Hanssen and Ms Campbell. They might be having it off.' He whispered.

Jac stared at him, mouth open.

'Oh no.' Henrik mumbled under his breath as Hawthorne arrived to wait for the lift also.

'Henrik, haven't seen you all evening. Enjoy the dinner?' he asked.

'Yes.' Henrik replied.

Hawthorne eyed Serena who smiled back sweetly.

'Tell me they you don't think they're standing closer than they normally would?' Jonny said to Jac. Jac watched Hanssen and Serena again. There was something different. Maybe Jonny was right.

'Well I suppose it would explain why her ridiculous non-referral scheme ever got off the ground.' Jac mused.

'You think it could go back that far?' Jonny asked shocked.

Jac shrugged.

The lift finally arrived and the three entered. Serena pressed three for the third floor.

'We're on the same floor.' Hawthorne said brightly.

Serena wasn't sure but she thought she heard Henrik grumble something. He was standing behind her near the back of the lift. She moved backwards and rested back against him gently. She could feel him hold his breath. She would be lying if she said she wasn't getting a kick out of the effect she seemed to have on him. She wondered briefly how far she could push it. She moved her right hand back and slowly took hold of his. He was still holding his breath but he did turn his hand slightly and entwine his fingers with hers. This time she was surprised to feel her breath catching a little.

'Serena is on the third floor. Hanssen's on the fourth.' Jonny said as he saw them getting into the lift and he immediately grabbed Jac's hand and began to drag her to the stairwell. 'If they get out together on the third floor,' he said, 'they are definitely shagging!'

Jac wasn't sure why she was going along with this but she began to run up the stairs with Jonny, still holding on to her hand for the first flight.

They reached the third floor and Serena kept hold of Henrik's hand, leading him out in case he forgot and gave the game away.

'See you two bright and early tomorrow then.' Hawthorne said.

'Early.' Serena agreed. 'I can't promise bright however.' She smiled and she and Henrik walked towards her room. She was disappointed to see Hawthorne walking in the same direction and turned out to be two doors from her room. She got her key card out but it fell from her and Henrik picked it up. When he tried to hand it to her, she pretended not to notice and whispered 'you open it.'

She smiled at Hawthorne who didn't seem to be in any hurry into his room and was still looking at them. He doesn't believe us, she thought.

Henrik had to reach around her to slide the card in. He could smell her shampoo from her hair and felt her press against him again. Just as he pulled the card out again and heard the click of the door, he felt Serena's lips on the line of his jaw and he couldn't help but gasp.

Serena gave a satisfied smile, took his hand again and pulled him inside.

Jonny and Jac reached the third floor just as Serena dropped her key card.

'They're going into her room!' he gasped, out of breath but feeling vindicated.

'Bloody hell!' Jac exclaimed.

They watched then, wide eyed, as Hanssen unlocked the door and Serena tilted her head to place a kiss on his jaw.

'Bloody hell.' Jac repeated. She didn't know what else to say. She turned away after Hanssen and Serena entered the room. She wasn't quite sure why she was so shocked but she was. If she had seen Hanssen sneaking into a hotel room with Sahira back in the day she wouldn't have been all that surprised but Serena Campbell?

Jonny leaned against a wall, still out of breath. 'Aren't you even a little out of breath?' he asked observing Jac.

Jac gave him an unimpressed look. 'You need to get healthy.'

Inside the room Henrik stood awkwardly. He placed Serena's key card on a side table. He realised the kiss had been for Hawthorne's benefit but it had left him feeling… he wasn't sure what he was feeling. He also wasn't sure what that look in Serena's eyes meant.

She stepped closer to him. 'You should probably wait here a little while.' She purred. 'In case he's still out there.'

'Yes. Good thinking.' Henrik swallowed. His mouth suddenly felt dry. Why was she standing so close? He could smell her shampoo again. Or was it from her skin? Perfume perhaps? He could smell the wine from her breath too.

'Henrik?' she said.

'Yes?'

She pressed her lips to his. He felt her hands touch his neck and face. He felt his own hands, quite of their own volition, reach for her waist and slide up and down her back pulling her in tightly. They stumbled back against the door and Serena pulled away, breathless but pleased looking.

His heart was pounding as she reached for his hand and lead him towards the bed. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and they kissed again. He pushed her back until she was leaning against the bed. He marvelled at the warmth that emanated from her. He could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She began to push his jacket from his shoulders, the kisses becoming more urgent. He almost could not believe this was happening. This was Serena Campbell.

He pulled away and held her at arms length. She looked at him puzzled.

'Why are you doing this?' he asked.

'What do you mean?' she asked nonplussed.

'If you think this will have any effect on future decisions regarding the running of Holby…' He stopped as he saw the look on her face change and he realised he had got it horribly wrong.

'How dare you?' she fumed, pushing his hands away.

'I…' he stuttered.

'Get out.' She hissed. 'Get out!'