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As Connie was leaving the hospital the next morning, Jacob was only just waking up. Stretching out, he yawned and then banged on the wall behind his head, aware that Tom would have a hangover. Almost immediately, he heard his friend groaning. Smiling to himself, Jacob slipped from the bed and took an orange juice from the minibar. He then pulled out his phone, but soon decided Connie would be home asleep by now, so he slid it back into his pants pocket and walked out onto the balcony to enjoy the warmth of the early morning sun.

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Connie lay in bed staring up at the ceiling unable to get to sleep. After treating several men who were on a stag party that morning, all she could think of was something happening to Jacob. She wanted to call him and tell him to stay safe, but she also didn't want to be like the woman who'd come into work in tears because her boyfriend had broken a toe. Sighing, she rolled over and buried her face in the pillow Jacob normally used.

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The group had decided to spend the day relaxing on the beach, having planned extensively for the evening ahead. Jacob had already congratulated himself on numerous occasions for being the only member to be fully functioning and competent, aware that he had to last out two weeks. He didn't regret coming, but he did miss Connie. He wasn't in his twenties or his thirties anymore, of course he liked the fun but he wasn't like his friends anymore. This past year and a bit had changed him; working at Holby, with her... It had changed him. And for the better, he believed.

Her alarm went off at two, and she groaned as she leant across the bed to slam it off. She inhaled, breathing in his smell from the pillow, before rolling over and wincing at the sunlight that peered through the gap in the curtains. She wasn't tall enough even in her heels, to reach and pull them across as far as they needed to in order to fully shut them. That was Jacob's job, now. She groaned again as she thought of another shift without him, and the fact that tonight he would have even less time to distract her.

She went downstairs, and straight into the brightly lit kitchen to the coffee machine. She lifted the too off, smiling as she saw there was already a pod ready to go after Jacob had made her one for breakfast yesterday. She switched the plug on, noticing a folded piece of paper which fell out from behind the machine, her smile widening as she opened it up.

'Present for day 2 is in your favourite mug. Enjoy xx'

Smile still playing on her lips, she pulled out her favourite mug which had a pair of earrings inside. Biting her lip, she slid them into her earlobes. lowering her gown off her shoulders slightly, she then took a photo of her face and bare shoulders and sent it to Jacob.

Do I get a present for every day you're away?

Jacob had soon grown bored of sitting on the beach and instead was on a jog around the area they were staying. Puffing, he paused as soon as he felt his phone vibrate and a smile pulled at his lips.

That was the plan, but Grace and I ran out of ideas.

Connie sighed at the reply, wondering if he was currently in a club surrounded by young women in skimpy clothing, for he was never backward in coming forward when she sent such pictures to him, and this time he hadn't mentioned it. Putting down her phone, she went for a shower instead of replying.

Minutes after his reply to her message, an image notification appeared on his screen. He opened it and a small smile gradually widened to a full grin as the picture loaded fully, before he began to type a reply.

Constance, you

He was interrupted by a sharp clap to his shoulder, and he immediately locked his phone.

"Alright, Tom?"

"Yes, man! You sneaking off or something?" He winked, and Jacob sighed, shaking his head. Really, he had wanted to run for a bit, find a quiet spot and call Connie, now knowing that she was awake and at home, but evidently that was not going to happen now. He put his phone back in his pocket, and allowed Tom to lead him back to the beach.

After showering, Connie went through to the bedroom to change into a loose fitting jumper and some pyjama bottoms. She only had a couple of hours before she was due back at the ED, and that thought drove her back to the bed, lying down on her back with her hands over her face. This was getting ridiculous, she just needed to try to forget the fact that he wasn't here, and then her moods wouldn't be so up and down, so inconsistent. He needed time to enjoy himself, and she could find ways to enjoy the time she had to herself too, if she stopped worrying about it all. She had managed fine on her own for years, a fortnight alone should be a blessing.

Her phone then vibrated on the bedside table and she reluctantly picked it up, partly hoping that it wouldn't be Jacob so that she could actually get on with the whole 'forget that he's not here and stop worrying' thing. She groaned as she saw Hanssen's email address, flipping the phone face down on the table and sitting up on the bed.

"Oh, get a grip." She muttered to herself, before opening the curtains fully and taking her towels back into the bathroom to dry. She was going to plan out her week, around things she and Grace could enjoy doing, and find Hanssen tonight to tell him that she would be doing alternate night shifts, because on second thoughts, a peaceful night alone at home was preferable to a night alone surrounded by drunk, bleeding men.

Jacob tried to reply or call several times that day, but every time he tried he was interrupted. It wasn't until almost midnight and he found himself alone outside once more that he called, but the call just went straight to voicemail. Frowning down at his phone, Jacob paused and then dialled receptions number once more.

"Holby City Emergency." Noel answered as he held out a vomit bowl to a drunk patient.

"Noel, my man! I don't suppose Mrs Beauchamp is around?" Jacob asked, toying with the beer he held in his hand.

"Jacob? No, she's not working tonight. I think she changed her shifts. Have you tried her mobile?" Noel questioned.

"...Must have just run out of battery or something. Knowing her, it'll be back up within minutes. Thanks, Noel."

"Don't forget to bring me back a present!" Called noel with a smile before he hung up.

Sighing, worried now, Jacob went to dial Connie's mobile number again, but before he could his friends exploded from the building behind.

"Jacob! We've booked some motorbikes and we're going on a ride around this place to find out where the party at!" Tom wobbled in front of him, beer in his hand.

"Haven't we all had a bit too much to drink for that?' Jacob questioned, though he was still only half way through his first beer.

"I told you he'd say that!" Came one call.

"Just leave him here!" Came another.

Jacob looked down at his phone and then back up at Tom. "Actually, you know what? Sounds like a brilliant idea."