The duo's heads snapped towards the immediate buzzing sound, hearing the rattle against the thin metal of the lockers. Now, the sound of an old telephone was playing, which confirmed Eliza's thought that it was her telephone. Immediately, the girl jumped from where she was sitting, and ran towards the line of lockers, her hand darting into her pocket for the key, pulling it out, and trying to place it in the lock.
Only three people had that number saved in their phone, currently. Connie Beauchamp, Darcy's Babysitter, and The Old Surgery from Scotland.
After several attempts, and the ringing had stopped, the key slid in, Elsie violently unlocking the locker to pull out her phone. Although it was cracked, and one of the older 'IPhone' models, it still worked perfectly well. Pressing the 'Lock' button, the glowing light revealed her background of her and Darcy - one she would have to change to avoid any suspicions. But what caught her eye, was the notifications across the screen. That deep down, she had expected it to be that number.
4 Missed Calls - Lucie Auburn.
A hard lump appeared in her throat, as she unlocked her phone, pressing the 'Call Back' button, with slightly too much force. After strong words, the Babysitter had promised to only call the number if in a dire emergency. From this, the girl worked out something must of been wrong. She only hoped her baby girl was alive - alive, and safe.
After two rings, the phone picked up. The sound of the street, and zooming cars could be heard, along with the footsteps of a running reviver, and baby cries she knew all too well.
Darcy Walker.
"Eliza!" The voice roared from the other side of the line. Elsie nearly jumped out of her skin, the device nearly slipping out of her hands After her heartbeat had returned to a normal rate, she took a slow breath, awaiting for the response from Lucie, her pace beginning to obviously pick up now. The faint sound of an ambulance could be heard in the background, and if she was where she thought that she could be, then it was all too close.
"Lucie? What's wrong? Where are-" Her questions were soon cut off by the babysitter, continuing to rant.
"I didn't know- I didn't read- She- It's-" She couldn't finish any of her sentences without beginning to burst into tears again. If Eliza was alone, she would of dropped the device, ran as fast as she could to her daughter, and fixed her there and then. But she was being watched. The façade had to continue for now.
"Okay, where is she? Tell me now." Her voice became more demanding, with every word being thrown out of her mouth, the response being awaited.
"C...Car Park-" She wheezed, knowing Elsie would be just inside. Without another word, the girl pressed the end call on her phone, placing it down on the edge of the table. A second of silence, nothing moving, the world in slow motion seemed to pass, as Cal's eyes flew to hers, awaiting the news, any information of the phone call.
Instead, she ran. Not caring about what she had left behind, or who she had bumped into, she just ran. Thank goodness, she had changed out of her ridiculous high heels, allowing her more assess to run freely, straight to where she was needed.
Behind her, Cal was hot on her footsteps. After seeing the girl charge out of the room, his curiosity, and nosiness had gotten the better of him, pulling himself to his feet, and following her out. Shame to say, his run had been slightly less forward than Elsie's. Whereas the girl had charged out, no questions asked, the Registrar was pulled aside by Max, who had seen his sister fleeting, and instantly thought it was the intentions of A certain ex-boyfriend.
"Oi! Cal! What's wrong with Elsie?" He had questioned, grabbing onto his wrist at the last second. Not only had a yelp of surprise and pain escaped his mouth, but a groan of interference, wanting to know what was wrong himself. However, Max was her sister, and he did have a right to know.
"Dunno. She got a phonecall, and ran off." He replied, trying to loosen his grip from the porter. Instead of his usual reaction, of walking off, probably trying to find Zoe, he raced out of the door, overtaking Cal by a few steps. The duo were now closely behind Elsie, who was halfway across the car park, getting closer to the two girls by the moment.
Lucie's hair was tightly pulled back, showing the red and puffiness around her eyes. The guilt was overtaking her, as there was still tears streaming down her eyes. Eliza Walker fell straight into her protectiveness mode, taking her daughter from her weakened arms. However, before anymore words could be said, Elsie leaned forward, murmuring straight into Lucie's ear, over the loud sirens.
"Darcy's your daughter. Understand?" She questions, seeing the young girl nod. She didn't want to scare her, but her cover was important currently. And, if she was to say that the girl was just a friend, then there would be no questions asked. Instead, the young girl followed after her, whilst the Porter and the Registrar ran over, seeing the two girls in shock.
"What happened?" Cal asked, quickly taking the child from Elsie's arms. The mother instantly felt coldness on her arms, as she began to fill Cal in on what had happened.
"This is Darcy. nearly two. It's Lucie's daughter." She quickly announced, whilst Cal cradled the young girl. Instead, he began to try and hush her, whilst Elsie turned to Lucie.
"Did she just start?" The girl spoke softly. Lucie shook her head.
"She ate a biscuit. It had almonds, she had a anaflatic shock." The girl whimpered. A strong surge of anger flew through the mother, as she pulled to young girl aside, just outside the now menacing doors of the Emergency Department.
"You need to be more careful. If they needed biological information, and found you were not her mother, I could of lost my job!" She harshly whispers. However, she seemed to notice the harsh tone she used, much like when she told off her daughter for throwing a tantrum. Instead, she did what she was most used to - pulling the crying child into a hug, and trying to calm her down.
Lucie settled after a few moments, before releasing herself. Carefully, she wiped the Mascara from underneath her eyes, trying to be seen more calmly.
"I'm her mother, I know." Lucie stated, playing her part. Eliza nodded. She knew, deep down, that this may not be an ideal situation, but she had to cover up her tracks for now. Sighing, she pushed open the glass doors, allowing for the girl to walk in before herself. Lucie stood in the doorway, her hands playing in her lap for a moment.
From the other side of the Emergency Department, Elsie heard her name being called. The girl's head snapped round, seeing Cal calling towards her. Hesitantly, she took a few steps forward, before meeting the Registrar's gaze. She paused for a moment, before her long list of questioning begun. Whilst this was taking place, the two began to walk back into Resus, ready to treat the youngest undercover Walker.
"Is she any better?"
"We gave her the correct medicine, and her heart rate seemed to go back to normal. We need you to examine her." He told quietly, as if the child could hear him.
"Awake?"
"Sort of. She's not even two yet, so she's drowsy. Wanting to fall asleep again." Nodding, the girl carefully pushed open the doors of the Resus area, making her way straight to Darcy Walker.
The girl looked pale, not weak. There was a breathing tube on her mouth, to try and help her lungs and throat open up slightly, allowing her to breathe more. The light brown eyes of Ethan Hardy were open slightly, probably trying to take in the surroundings, yet, she couldn't know her mother was only meters away.
Elsie had taken a pair of glasses, ones she had found, presumably belonging to someone else. Carefully, she placed these around her face, noticing the strength was not too strong, and therefore, she would still be able to see.
She had to check on her. Now.
After a painstakingly long shift, Eliza Walker found herself in the empty Staffroom. Darcy was to be held overnight, as her breathing patterns needed to be monitored. Although she was scared, Elsie knew it was for the best, and that going home for a few hours sleep, if any, would help for her to deal with the presumed hyperactive child in the morning.
The girl took the hair band which was holding back her ponytail for too long out, letting the dark hair float around her shoulders, and down her back. She lifted her hands to her head, gently massaging the soreness which had been there. A long sigh escaped her lips, as the events of today floated through her.
The fact that her daughter had been taken into Hospital, she had nearly been discovered, and that she had got Lucie to fill the role for her, was unbelievably unstable. Amazingly, it had worked, but-
The door of the Staffroom opened slowly, before a figure made an appearance. His light blue scrubs, and mess of blonde hair was extremely noticeable, along with his dark rimmed glasses. The normal look of stutter on his face lingered, as he entered.
Ethan Hardy.
Of course, he had noticed the presence of Eliza, and was not one to be categorised as rude. He nodded curtly to her, her response being almost identical. Slowly, he made his way towards the locker, carefully unlocking the item, and rummaging around for his change of clothes. When he had found them, the locker gently shut.
He couldn't help but feel his eye sight turn forcefully to Eliza. Even the back of her head seemed different. The hair, which he had once lovingly took interest in the dark locks, was now lighter, softer,as if she was facing a new chapter. He could do it, right now. Open his mouth to speak, ask how she had been, all of that.
He was going to do it. Slowly, his mouth opened, the words forming at the back of his neck.
"Ethan!"
From the other side of the room, two more figures appeared. The first, was short, skinny. A long mass of hair behind her, as she wore a bright pink jumper, white blazer, and white trousers. Honey was quick to make herself known, as she scrambled from one side of the room to the next, quickly being swept up in Ethan's embrace. Of course, he was happy to see her, and leaned forward, to claim the kiss he had been waiting for.
The other figure was tall, his grey scrub top still remaining, whilst his skinny jeans were slightly rubbed of texture. He looked towards the couple, then back to the female doctor, cringing silently. She couldn't help but suppress a small laugh, seeing the two completely unaware.
When they - at long last - pulled away from their kiss, Honey was quick to look at Cal, ignoring Eliza as if she didn't exist. Her words came out fluently, as if she had been practising for years.
"Cal, were going for a drink. Joining us?" She asked, her accent thick. From the other side of the room, Elsie's eyebrows shooted up. Through all her time of knowing Ethan, she knew he only came to the pub on Special Occasions, or unwillingly. Poor chap, must be a bad day.
The registrar, who was never not up for a drink, turned his gaze to Elsie, before back to the 'Happy' couple. A moment of silence passed, before he said. "You go, I'll catch up in a moment." Honey and Ethan looked towards one another, before slowly nodding, exiting the room.
The moment they were gone, and out of sight, the female doctor let out a long sigh, covering her face with her hands. It was Cal's turn to laugh now, and as he did so, the girl could feel herself becoming more tense by the moment.
After the giggled had been suppressed, she pulled herself up, turning towards the lean doctor.
"I'll...see you tomorrow." She trailed off, trying to keep calm. After this, she was about to turn around, and exit the room, before she was stopped by a strong force. Caleb had grabbed her shoulders, standing in front of her.
"Tough Shift?" He asked, his blue eyes meeting her darker ones. If only he knew...the girl nodded, before trying to pull out. Instead, she was forced into the tight embrace, feeling soothing circles being rubbed on her back. For once, in a long time, she was calmed, knowing for this moment, she was loved. She was being cared for.
Caleb Knight wasn't stupid. He knew this was nothing to do with a shift. Something bigger was going on. And although he was maybe not entitled to be involved, he was known to look out for his companions. Especially the ones he cared about the most.
He sighed himself, pressing a kiss to Eliza's forehead, lingering there for a long time.
A/N - Oh hey! Did you miss me? As I've explained to some of you, my School like to think that some items are more important than others, therefore, I'm hiding when I should be sleeping, trying to update.
The future of this story has been foretold. Although, you might not understand why now, there are going to be two alternate endings...eventually. Once, will be for Ethan, the other, for Cal. All in good time, children. All in good time...
BeckyBoogle - Thank's for another lovely review! I'm trying to work out how Ethan will react, hopefully, it will be dramatic, meaning it's more fun to write...Yay!
ETWentHome - Oh, the loving Spark. Something which I have never found. I hope he will realise how much Elsie truly means to him, as well as the life he has awaiting him...
Tato Potato - Thank you! I'm glad to see you, too!
Sweeet-As-Honey - Your guess about Darcy was right...but It's too early for the reveal. I needed some bonding between the brothers, and the fact that Cal wants them together is a sign of thing to come...Thank's for the review!
-Jodie Rose Xx
