It wasn't him. She couldn't help but be disappointed. Yes it was a ridiculous romantic notion but she wanted romance with her Doctor so much. The disappointment felt like an iron fist closing tighter and tighter around her stomach. The car drew nearer.
'You alright darling?' The man rolled down his window.
'Fine thank you. Just lost.'
'Same here. Oh well. Just got to keep on going til the mist clears eh? Hope you find you find your way.' The man began to drive off and the girl in the front seat leaned back out.
'You look ridiculous! Get some clothes from this decade for goodness sake!'
'Alice!' She heard the man scold pulling her back in.
'Could I-' It was too late, the car had already disappeared back into the mist. 'Okay. No lift then...Sister Bernadette would have gotten a lift.' She murdered to herself before shaking herself. 'No need to wallow. Onwards.'
40 minutes later she had finally reached a small town. She began to wander around aimlessly before laying eyes on a small pub. Perfect.
'Excuse me.' She crept up to the bar. The landlady stopped and looked her over confused.
'What on earth are you wearing love?'
'Oh um...these are the only clothes I have. Sorry. Do you have a phone I could use? I thought I might have been getting a lift from...from a friend but that didn't happen so i was supposed to be getting the bus but I got on the wrong one and had to walk here and I spent all of my money on the other bus.'
'You poor dear. Of course, come back behind the bar, you can use our personal one. You look like you could do with a sit down and some grub too. I'll make you up something on a plate.'
'Oh no the phone will be just fine.'
'I insist. Us women have to look out for each other.' The woman smiled.
'Thank you. If it wouldn't be too much bother.' Shelagh followed the woman around the bar
'Of course not love.'
'Doctor Turners office, Nurse Franklin speaking.'
'Trixie?' Shelagh frowned confused. Happy as she was to hear from her friend and hopefully soon to be fellow lay nurse hers was not the voice she had hoped or expected. Well at least the Doctor might be out after her.
'Sister Bernadette! How wonderful to hear from you! How are you? Sister Julienne said you were to go to the Mother House! Are you really considering leaving the Order? I thought you were happy with us? Please do say if you leave the Order that you'll stay on Poplar. We'd miss you dreadfully. I'd miss you dreadfully.'
'Trixie please! It's nice to hear you too.' Shelagh grinned briefly. Even if her future with the Doctor spent work out at least she still had her friends. She'd spent so long wanting to be with them and she hoped they would allow her to do so. 'And I am leaving the Order and hope to remain in Poplar. I would miss you all too. But that's not why I'm phoning. Is Doctor Turner there?'
'No sorry. I think he's gone out to see that girlfriend of his.'
'His girlfriend?' Shelagh gasped. Perhaps he had come out after her after all! Perhaps they had just missed each other? Girlfriend seemed a bit strong though. They hadn't even spoken about it yet. Doctor Turners girlfriend...she liked the sounds of it. She'd rather it was wife though.
'Oh did I not mention last month? It's all anyone can talk about! Doctor Turner is dating Emily Baker from the market!'