Got a longer chapter for you guys. Hope it's okay : )

Cal was discharged from hospital two days later and was recovering nicely. He and Ethan had the rest of the week off. Cal was sitting in the living room area with the application form for the police on the table in front of him. Cal was hesitating to fill it in. Ethan came and sat next to him.

"You don't have to fill it out now if you don't want too. There's no rush." Ethan comforted Cal by putting a hand on his shoulder.

"No I want to." Cal picked up the pen and filled in the forms. Ethan sat there, sighing with disappointment. "There. All completed." Cal smiled as he put down the pen. "Let's get them sent off."

"Is that a good idea Cal? What if they call tomorrow and ask you too do a fitness test the next day." Ethan worried.

"Ethan look, it said on the form they would contact within three weeks if successful. I would of healed by then and besides it will take a few days too get there too." Cal assured Ethan, he then grabbed an envelope. "I'm just going to go post these." Cal left, leaving Ethan with his thought,

He finally has given up with stopping Cal apply. "Cal really wants to join." Ethan sighed at his thought.

Cal and Ethan returned too work on the following Monday too be welcome back by everyone. Ethan smiled thankfully at everyone but Cal just shrugged depressingly, everyone still worried for him.

Throughout the first half of the shift, Cal kept having a quick look at his phone too see if the police had tried to call him. Ethan was standing in a cubicle holding an iPad looking at his brother, sadly.

"Doctor?" The patient asked, Ethan still watched his brother. "Doctor?" No response still. Rita, who was assisting Ethan also attempted to get his attention.

"Doctor Hardy?" Ethan turned his head to Rita and the patient then finally remembered what he was doing.

"Oh yes...sorry. Right Mrs Parkins I've been looking at your X-Ray, the bone in your arm is not broken, just a small fracture. For treatment I would recommend not doing tennis for a while." Ethan told the young sports woman.

"Thanks Doc. The thought of giving up tennis if my arm was broken would of killed me. It's my life." She sighed in relief.

"You're free too go." Ethan smiled then walked away slowly. Rita followed him.

"Ethan." Ethan stopped and turned around to face Rita. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing, why?" Ethan lied.

"Come on Ethan, you've been very distant today and you won't stop watching Cal. What is it? You can tell me." Rita comforted.

"I can't Rita. Not now at least." Ethan sighed then continued to walk away. Rita stood there with sad eyes.

Cal was on his break, he went too the staffroom and sighed in frustration as he saw there was no missed calls on his phone. Ethan walked over to him and picked up on Cal's expressions.

"No calls then?" Ethan asked as he walked past his brother, who had his head down on the table.

"No." Cal frowned.

"Give it chance. It's only been four days since you filled in the application they probably only just received it. You said that yourself." Ethan assured his brother but Cal just groaned in frustration more.

"You're loving this aren't you?" Cal said as he got up from the stool and walked towards Ethan.

"What do you mean?" Ethan was confused.

"Oh come on Ethan. You never wanted me too apply." Cal pointed his finger into Ethan's chest.

"It's not about what I want Cal." Ethan bit back.

"Exactly. So stay out of this." Cal went to walk away then his phone rang. Cal looked at Ethan then answered it. "Hello? Yes this is Caleb Knight. Really? Yeah I can make it. Okay see you then bye." Cal hung up. "That was the police academy. I've got a interview and fitness test on Saturday." Cal smiled lightly hoping Ethan would too.

Ethan kept a straight face. Cal then frowned. "Thanks for your support." Cal responded sarcastically then left the staffroom. Ethan just stood there.

Saturday came, Cal was at his interview and Ethan was at the ED. He had to bring Christian because Cal wasn't there too look after him while Ethan was at work.

"Ethan. What do we owe the pleasure of having little Christian? I thought Cal spends time with him on the weekends?" Connie asked as she smiled at the little boy.

"Sorry Mrs Beauchamp but Cal has a sickness bug and I didn't want Christian catching it." Ethan lied.

"Right okay. You know the rules. Don't let him get under anyone's feet." Connie giggled then walked off.

"Uncle Ethan! There's Honey. Can I go spend the time with her today?" Christian asked.

"Of course you can." Ethan smiled and watched his nephew run towards the shop. Ethan then went to put his scrubs on. Ethan was putting his stuff in his locker. He sighed sadly. He hadn't spoken too Cal a lot since he told Ethan he had an interview with the police. Ethan knew he should of been supportive but it was so hard for him.

"Morning Ethan." Robyn walked into the staffroom snapping Ethan out of his sad thoughts.

"Oh morning Robyn." Ethan replied miserably.

"You okay? I thought Cal was the sad one." Robyn giggled. Ethan smiled at little.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just an argument. Brothers eh?" Ethan joked.

"Tell me about it! Me and Max bicker all the time and we're not even blood related." Robyn smiled. "I saw Christian is here. I thought Cal looks after him on the weekends while you work?"

"Cal has a sickness bug." Ethan lied as he watched Robyn's face scrunch up in disgust.

"Oh dear. Hope he feels better soon. See you out there." Robyn smiled then left the staffroom and Ethan shortly followed ready too begin his day.

After a long day. Ethan and Christian went home to find Cal sitting on the sofa with his head in his hands. Christian went to his room after Ethan asked him too then walked over too Cal.

"Cal?" No answer. "Cal?" Cal lifted his head and looked up at Ethan. "How did it go?"

"Like you care." Cal prickly spoke. Ethan frowned at this.

"Actually I do. Believe it or not."

"Fine if you must know. It went bad!" Cal was really crossed

"I'm sure it went better than you think." Ethan couldn't believe he just said that. He wanted it to go bad.

"Oh shut up. You wanted me to fail." Cal snapped.

"I told you: it's not about what I want!" Ethan started to shout. By this time Christian walked out holding a stuffed dog.

"Why are you two fighting?" Christian asked, whimpering.

"We're not arguing Christian. Just go to your room." Cal said attempting to stay calm.

"But Dad-" Christian was cut off by Cal.

"CHRISTIAN, GO TO YOUR ROOM NOW! Cal shouted. Christian ran too his room crying.

"I can't believe you just did that. Take it out on me: fine. But don't take it out on your son. Especially when he isn't a part of it." Ethan told Cal then walked to Christian's room. Cal stormed out of the flat.

Ethan walked in too see Christian hiding under his duvet, crying. Ethan climbed up on the bed and cuddled him.

"Daddy has never shouted at me. Did I do something bad?" Christian whimpered as he clung on too Ethan.

"No Christian. You didn't do anything wrong." Ethan said as Christian was breathing into his chest.

"Why did he yell? Why were you arguing?"

"It's hard to explain right now Christian. I'll tell you properly soon. I promise." Ethan vowed, still cuddling his nephew and rocking him back and forth slowly.

"I wish you was my dad." Christian tearfully spoke. Ethan frowned, he didn't know what too say. He just continued to cuddle his upset nephew.