The days began to pass, and Ethan began to make a full, if tiring recovery. Soon, he was kindly discharged from the Hospital, ready to begin work once more.
However, it was not long, until he realises the joy of not having to look after patients. The Registrar had found himself in the hands of an unwillingly annoying patient, who seemed more concerned on her hairstyle, than the fact that her toe was close to being amputated.
The young doctor sighed, before begining to speak again. "Madam, if we do not look at your foot, then we cannot help you." He explains, trying to make the woman see sence. She scoffs, before retaliating towards what Ethan was saying.
"I don't see why my hair dosen't matter." She taunts, before folding her arms. Ethan looks back at her, before continuing talking.
"We're going to need a blood sample." Ethan says to himself, sighing. He silently closes the curtain to her cubicle, before ajusting his glasses, wanting to scream at himself. His first day back, and he was already dealing with horrid patients.
From behind him, he heard the voice of Eliza, recognisable, and . After what he had heard when he was on death's door, and the way she had looked after him, even iunmissablef it meant sitting through quite a few hours of 'Game Of Thrones.'
"Hello stranger." She said, putting her arm around the doctor, even if she did have to reach up slightly. He showed a small smile, before walking along beside her, not bothering to move her hand - he was too comftable with it there.
"Elsie. I was wondering if you could help me with a patient." He replied to her welcome, passing her the folder he had continuously been looking at. The young girl took it out of his hand, before unhooking herself from his shoulder, begining to read through the folder in her hands. "She won't let us take bloods, but we need to." He finished, begining to look worried.
"Well, why don't you explain how horrid it is? How it can effect her?" She replies, passing the folder back to the glasses clad doctor. Ethan looks back at her, a confusing look settling on his face.
"You mean-" He begins, but trails off, looking quite worried. Eliza sighs, taking the doctor by the shoulders.
"You need to tell her how serious it can get. If she let's it get out of hand, then there could be no saving her." The girl replies, looking down at the notes, comfiming her suspisions. She slowly closes the folder, handing it back to her companion. She gives a small nod, before walking in the other direction, Ethan's eyes trained on her.
The young man sighed to himself, as she walked out of sight. He still loved her, even after the accident, the pain, it had only made him grow his feelings stronger towards her. He knew, if he was in an accident like that again, then he couldn't tell her how he felt. The young doctor would have to get a move on...
Silently, the young doctor made her way into the staffroom of the ED, releasing her long dark ombre hair, flipping her head forward, before back, giving it somewhat a bit of volume.
What she failed to notice, was Caleb Knight, sitting on the sofa opposite the entrance, his phone, which his eyes had once been glued to, was abandoned in his hand, the focous being the girl who had entered. Slowly, he stood up, begining to slowly walk over to the girl.
Elsie, by now, had noticed she was not alone, and was begining to tie her hair back up. Her dark eyes flickered to Cal, as she began talking.
"Hello Cal." She began, placing her hair in the position wanted for a high ponytail. "Can I help you?" The girl asked, keeping her eyes fixed on the man.
Caleb was silent for a moment. Maybe, he could go out for a bit with her. Then again, if he did, he would look bad, compared to Ethan. He could, however, invite her to join himself and the others, getting a drink after work. Slowly, he coughed, before begining to talk.
"We're going out for a drink later. You coming?" He asked, watching as Elsie continued tying her hair into a ponytail.
"Yeah, I'd be up for that." She replied, walking towards Cal, resting her hands on her hips. He showed a smile, folding his arms, continuing to talk.
"Well, wait for me at the front desk. I'll meet you there." He replied, putting his hand on Elsie's shoulder, pulling himself forward and pressing a kiss to her forehead. He left the room, a small smirk on his face, whereas a look of shock rested on her's.
From behind her, a small cough could be heard. The girl turned around to see Ethan, paused in his step. The look of shock grew bigger on Eliza's face, as Ethan went to leave the room, but was stopped by the calls of his name.
"Ethan!" Elsie called, grabbing his wrist. The young doctor paused, his dark eyes turning up to meet her matching ones. He opened his mouth to talk, but was soon cut off by the girl, begining to talk.
"Listen, it's not a date. Please, you can come, too." She explained, loosing her grip on Ethan's arm. A neutral look spread across his face, as he looked back up to her, knowing what he was going to say.
"Yeah, sure. I'll meet you, too." He replied, ajusting his glasses. A small pause was placed, before he said "Make up for last time." Before looking down. Eliza nodded, before making her way out of the staffroom, Ethan on her heels. Knowing he was behind her, she continued talking.
"Well, it can't be that bad, having a drink." Eliza mentiones, before Zoe hastily walks over to them, a look of worry on her face.
"I need you two in Resus. Now." She explained, before running off in that direction. The two looked at eachother, before going after, her, no words being exchanged.
Resus was most definatly one of the most trickiest jobs she had been placed with, since arriving at Holby. Wheeling in, came two bodies. One, a man, badly bruised, cut, and unconcious. The other, a old lady, her face quivered, wincing in pain.
Eliza was first to move towards the woman. She kept a strong look on her face, as she began to listen, trying to distract her from all happening around her, apart from Iain's voice, rapidly listing all of the infomation.
"This is Winnie. Seventy six. She was in a car crash with her son while going to her care home. BP is 95, sats are 84. She's had a ton of morphine and a gram of metafron." After taking it all in, Elsie got her moved onto the bed, begining to examin the body. The young doctor found several cracked ribs, and a slowing heart rate.
"Can I get two grams of melonare?" She asks, her eyes flicking between the infomation, A nurse get to it, before the old lady begin talking, in her low, quivering voice.
"My son..." She trails off, as Eliza continues to treat her.
"Let's get you fixed up, first." She replies, seeing a sour appearing on her ribs. Her eyebrows raise slightly, before turning to Lofty, who had appeared next to her, looking quite concerned.
"Can we get her bought for an X-Ray?" Elsie asks, looking back to her pateint, wondering if there was any more concerns. After being given an 'all clear' nod, the woman was wheeled away towards the X-Ray centre, still moaning for her son.
The young doctor watched, as the other side of Resus was begining to calm down. She took herself towards the group, seeing Robyn and Ethan looking over the patient. Her eyes met with Robyn's as she began to explain the question that had not been answered.
"He's stable. Just very low on fluids." She begins, as she gets out the drip that had been requested by Ethan.
"Well, i'm going to get Winnie checked out. Is it okay to bring her back?" She asks after, hearing the verdict. Ethan pauses, turning to her.
"Sure. It's fine." He replied, before turning back to the patient. He kept his glance visable, trying to work out if there was anything wrong. Elsie took it as her time to leave, slowly walking out of the Resus centre, pushing the door open with her back.
Behind her, she felt her body collide with someone else. The young girl instantly turned round, looking up, seeing the face of Dylan, looming over her. Her face turned into instant shock, seeing the ginger doctor.
"Dr Walker. I need you with me now. A woman. She has a problem with...her...it wouldn't be appropriate." He responds, keeping his face in it's usual stare. She nods, before following in the direction he was walking.
The shift ended all too soon. Elsie was now waiting at front desk, her hospital attire changed to a white shirt, lace around the edges, leggings, and her brown boots. The long dark hair that usually piled on top of her head was now loose, arching down her back.
From the corridor, she saw both Ethan and Cal, appearing, now out of uniform, and coming towards the group, consisted of the brothers, Max, Elsie, Robyn and Lofty. Zoe would be joining later, no dowbt.
"You ready?" Cal asked, linking his arm with Elsie. Playing along, she linked both her's and Ethan's arms together, so the chain of three trailed at the back, comparing shifts, and the most terrible clients of the day.
"Well, I heard from Digby upstairs..." She trailed off. "He wanted to meet up." She continued walking, her pace being slightly sped up. Both Cal and Ethan tried to keep up, and ended pulling her back to pace.
"Well, I thought it was a good shift." Ethan responded, as he unlinked the arms, opening the glass door. Elsie carefully unlinked her arm from Cal, stepping through the door. As she was about to walk towards the pub, she heard an unforgettable voice.
"Eliza. Come on dear." He murmured, grabbing hold of her wrist. Elsie knew of this man all too well. Her father...Stepfather. Carefully, she wriggled out of his grip, facing towards him.
"I'm going out." She replied, taking a step back. She felt her hand flying around, until it came in contact with Ethan's. He looked up towards the touch, taking her hand in his, keeping a strong grip.
"No, your coming home." He replied, taking hold of her wrist again. Her hand still clasped to Ethan, she began fighting off, until Cal, stepped forward.
"Mate, come on." He said, pulling his hand off, before he was greeted by the dirtiest look. From behind both of them, he heard a voice, screaming.
"Get Away!" Max roared, running up to the man. Before he could react, he struck his hand out, somewhat punching Eliza in the face. She knocked back, tears appearing from fear and pain. Max was now trying to beat the living daylights out of the man, whilst Cal was holding him up.
"Security!" He shouted. Soon, two men ran up, grabbing the father, and leading him away. Max shook his head, walking off in anger, still being followed by Cal.
Ethan stood for a moment, keeping Eliza tight in his grasp, one wrapped firmly around her, the other holding onto her hand. His lips were pressed on her forehead, in an attempt to calm her, treating her like the girlfriend he never had.
"Hey...come here." Ethan spoke, pulling out of the grasp sightly, looking at the battered eye. It was bruised, but not terribly. Eliza shook her head, pulling away slightly.
"I'm fine. Just let me have a drink." She stated, raising her eyebrows. Ethan paused, looking towards the ED, wondering if he should go in. Instead he went with his gut instinct, wrapping his arms around Eliza, as they walked to the pub.
They were both in need of a drink now, and a strong one if that. However, during the walk out, Elsie looked over her shoulder, trying to work out where Max has gone. Ethan, noticing, looked back towards her.
"He'll be fine. Cal's with him." He mentioned. The young girl scoffed.
"And with their personailties, they'll get drunk and take over a stip bar." She replied, casuing Ethan to laugh. Still tightly together, the two walked away from Holby, and the incident occoured.
If only they could get it out of their mind...
AN - OH MY GOD! You all loved the idea of Elethan One Shots! I think i'm going to do them. I promise, one will be up by Sunday!
ETWentHome - I'm loving their relationship, too! I hope, something will happen between them, but I can't work out what...
Crimesolver - Thank you! I like it, too.
Lainey - (from chapter 8) Hehe. You will see, more cliffhangers appear as time goes on in the story...
Guest - Thank you! I really want to do the One Shots, too. It seemed to grow on me.
-Jodie Rose Xx