Connie collapsed into the chair in her office. What had she done? She sent a claustrophobic on a course dominated by small spaces and then proceeded to send him to a cave which them collapsed around him. She sent a young nurse on his third trip outside the hospital to a cave after sending him on an advanced course which he probably wasn't ready for. She had sent two of her most promising young staff into precarious positions and they were now fighting for their lives. She sat silently at her desk. Tears trickling down her face, splashing into puddles on the desk below.

'Connie.' There was a knock at the door. Connie attempted to wipe her tears and remove the evidence of her emotions but Zoe entered before she had finished. 'Just thought I'd let you know that Lofty is about to go into theatre.'

'And Ian?'

'Just coming out of theatre now. He's lucky to be alive. The boys probably saved his life. His spinal cord was intact and there was no major internal damage but he won't be working or training for a long time. He broke virtually every bone in his body.'

'Is he conscious?'

'No. He's being kept in an induced coma in ITU.'

'Don't tell him about the boys. I want to be the one to do that. I was the one who sent them in there in the first place.'

'Don't do this Connie! It wasn't your fault. You weren't to know that the cave wasn't stable. The trainer with the army should have known and shouldn't have sent-'

There was another knock at the door. Charlie with a soldier who's uniform was drenched.

'This is Sargent Wheeler. Ian's training partner.'

'Hello Sargent Wheeler. I'm Dr Zoe Hanna and this is Mrs Connie Beauchamp.'

'Jess.'

'I'm sorry- what?'

'Jess Wheeler. My name is Jess. Can I please see Ian?'

'Yes sure. He's in ITU. I'll take you up there now.' Zoe guided Jess towards the door of Connie's office, closed it behind them and left her to her own thoughts. She hadn't said a word to Sargent Wheeler, Jess, she didn't know what to say or how to say it. She remained sat at her desk and let her emotions wash over her, drowning her in sorrow.

'Robyn. Can I please speak to you out here?'

Robyn obediently followed Zoe out of the staffroom, a feeling of dread filled her heart.

'I'm so, so sorry that-'

'He's dead isn't he?!' Robyn burst into tears.

'No! No Robyn he's not.' Zoe wrapped her arms around the sobbing nurse. 'I was going to say that I'm so sorry it took so long for us to find you. We got them both out a while ago and they're in the hospital! Lofty's just come out of theatre so I was wondering if you wanted to see him.'

'Yes! Oh thank you Zoe!'

'I have to warn you though he is rather battered and bruised. He ruptured his spleen and has bruised his kidneys and his spinal cord. He may complain of loss of sensation but that's only due to the bruising of the spinal cord and he should get feelings back soon. His spleen and appendix were removed-'

'Appendix?'

'It was rather inflamed. It looked like he had appendicitis but didn't say anything about it. He's got crush injuries to his lower arm. They managed to save the arm and have started to reconstruct it but that will take a while.'

'Does that mean he'll lose his job?'

'It's because of this job that he's in this mess in the first place! We don't know yet but we'll look after him, no matter what happens.'

They had arrived at the door to Lofty's side room. Pale, bruised, cut and scratched but he was there. Tubes, wires and bandages but he was alive.

'Lofty.' Robyn breathed his name as if speaking it would damage it. She walked up to his good arm and held his hand.

'Hey.' His voice caused Robyn to well up.

'I thought I'd lost you.' A tear broke free and tumbled down her cheek.

'Nah- you're not getting rid of me for a long time time yet. No matter how hard you try.' He smiled his carefree smile before slowly leaning forward and kissing Robyn on her cheek causing more tears to spill down her face.

'One minute left.' Raf watched the clock as it slowly ticked down.

'He'll make it I know it. He's just trying to scare us. How's his leg Raf?' Jonny was clearly panicking. He had met Ethan a couple of times briefly during patient transfer while he was working in the ED but before he finished his training to become a doctor he spent a couple of months on Darwin under the watchful eye of Elliot. He was too good a man to die young.

'The legs pretty much sorted. It's all pinned back in place and now only needs rest.' Raf sighed Jonny wasn't going to stop until every hope was smothered.

'And Mo how's his chest?'

'Removed some of the more shattered ribs, pinned some together. Stitched his lung back together. There isn't any reason why he wouldn't make a full recovery except for the fact that his heart isn't beating.'

'Thirty seconds!' Raf called to Jonny. The clock was still ticking. There was still time!

'Shock him again!' Jonny was getting desperate. The shock was the same as every other shock with no impact.

'Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three.'

'Shock him once more!'

'Two. One. Mo- you know what to do.'

'Time of death-' Mo turned around to look at the clock.

'Mo stop.'

'Jonny- we agreed that he had two hours to make an improvement. He's been dead a long time.' Mo didn't even turn to look at Jonny. He had a habit of getting over attached to patients. She didn't want to see his face.

'Mo turn around and look at the monitor.'

Slowly Mo turned back around and walked towards the monitor. This was pointless. He was dead. She turned the monitor around to face her but didn't look at it.

'Mo- look at it.' She began to look at it properly. 'We've got an output.'