5 O'Clock, yes in the morning. The sun began to glow slightly behind the curtains which had been tightly drawn the night before, begining to stir Elsie from her somewhat restful slumber. She was a light sleeper as it was, but bright sunlight was never an advantage of the situation.

It took her mind a few moments to realise that her location was not where she would expect herself to be; instead, she was in the warm, soft bed of Ethan Hardy, still somewhat nestled up to him. Slowly, she removed her torso from him, and carefully pulled herself into a sitting position. The young girl ran a hand through her somewhat ragged hair, before pulling herself up, her bare feet meeting the cold floor. Carefully, she made her way towards the door of the room, trying to not disturb the sleeping form of Doctor Hardy.

Elsie's dark eyes were focoused on her toes, as she made her way down the slightly narrowed hallway, not noticing her surroundings - that was, until her shoulder collided with something she expected to be a photo frame. Her instinct, told her to reach down and grab the object before it fell loudly, awaking Ethan. Luckily, she grabbed it, feeling quite proud of herself she saw it approaching.

Her eyes focoused onto the image, boarded by a birch frame. It appeared to be Ethan, but at the age of five. Quite noticabally on the other side, was a ten year old Caleb - a cheeky grin resting on his face. In between them, was a woman, long blonde hair, and grey eyes, which seemed to match Cal's. Eliza could only recognise this as Ethan's mother, who she had been told, passed away.

The girl shook her head, before carefully placing the picture back, as neatly as she could, trying to perfect the position it rested in. After a few moments of gentle ajusting, she smiled at her process, before making her way further into the living room area, seeing it was empty, and only her's and Ethan's shoes rested by the doors.

It seems Cal got lucky last night...

Chucking to herself, the young girl made her way towards the open plan kitchen, seeing where Ethan left his books, folders, anything the young doctor hadn't made space for yet. Her hand reached towards the fridge, seeing layed inside, was a pack of bacon. A smile crept onto her face, and a plan began to form in her mind.

Now, where was the pan?

The smell of bacon came trailing into Ethan's nose, as he rubbed his eyes carefully, before begining to open them, only being met by a blur. The events of last night came clear to him, and his hand flailed around, before resting on his glasses, carefully sliding them on.

The other side of the bed was empty - empty, but still warm. The realisation hit his brilliant mind, nodding to himself, as he pulled himself into a more comftable sitting position, realising that Cal did not have the skills, let alone time, to make breakfast himself. Slowly, he took a step onto the floor, and pulling himself up. The 'perfectionist,' continued, by making the bed how he prefered it, neatining out the cushions, and carefully spreading the bedspread. After a small smile at his effort, he made his way silently toward the kitchen, preparing to find Elsie.

His trip down the corridor, was much like Eliza's, seeing the photo of himself, Cal and Mother. A look of sadness washed over his eyes, before he began murmuing, as if his mother was standing right in front of him, listening.

"What do you think?" He asked, quietly towards the portait. "Do you think I have a chance?" He asks himself, before smiling at the photo once more. If his mother was still around now, he would of been begging her for advice, as well as to bring the young girl herself. Hastily, the doctor turned on his heels, before coming into the kitchen.

A sight met his eyes. Eliza, was standing at the oven, frying bacon, as well as humming a tune. She wasn't like Cal - there was a small mess present, but that was to be expected, especially of a Walker. He chuckled slightly, before causing the girl to jump, turning around to face him.

"Oh! Your up!" She cheerfully stated, begining to dish up the bacon. Elsie carefully placed the shares on both plates, before walking over to the toaster, to retirve the toast. "I didn't want to wake you, so I made breakfast." She continued, piecing the sandwiches together. After a moment, she held out Ethan's plate, for him to take.

"Thanks!" He suprisingly said. His breakfast usually consisted of toast, and coffee. But bacon sandwiches was a treat, especilly on a work day.

"No problem." She replied, taking a bite out of her own. She chewed and swallowed, before breaking the silence. "Consider it a present for me waking you up last night." The young girl notifed, before eating again. A look of discomfort flashed across Ethan's face, before he began talking.

"No, that was fine. Really. I'm glad I could help." He said, taking a larger bite. A comftable silence passed between them before the young girl finished the entirity of her sandwich, looking back up towards the Doctor.

"Well, i'm going to go get changed." She announced, before carefully placing the plate in the polished sink, and skipping off towards Ethan's bedroom, to retirve her clothes. The Registar watched, as her spirit seemed to trail after her, leaving him somewhat content. Silently, he copied her actions, placing his plate in the sink, but instead, making his way towards the bathroom.

Before too long, Ethan was ready, standing by the sofa, wearing his usual shirt-and-blazer combonation. He impatiently tapped his foot, waiting for Elsie to finish in the bathroom. He wanted to find the heart to call out, but couldn't. Instead he waited.

But not for too long. A moment later, the girl came walking in, wearing one of Ethan's shirts, (Not that it was noticable - the sleeves were rolled up, and the top buttons undone,) tucked into her leggings, and black boots. Her long dark hair was piled up in a large bun, a small plait leading into it. The doctor gave a small smile, before she walked over to Ethan, begining to talk.

"Well, are you ready?" She asked, brushing a loose piece of hair out of her eyes. She was met by a nod, before they both began walking towards the door, and keeping a light silence drifting. It was soon interupted by a light buzzing of Elsie's phone. The young girl took no time checking down, seeing who the message was from. Her face fell slightly, seeing the text.

"Everything okay?" Ethan asked, cautious of the girl.

"Just Dominic. From upstairs." She announced. "Apparently Digby's not too well." She contined. Ethan sighed, before she shook it off, making their way towards the car. They continued talking, as Ethan began to question how her relationship with Digby and Domonic worked.

"I knew Dominic at School. Then, we met Digby at University." She announced, as they began to walk towards the car. His eyebrows raised, before he opened the car door, carefully sliding in. His actions were followed by Elsie on the passenger side, as she continued to talk to Ethan.

"Well, thanks for...you know, letting me stay." She said, twiddling her thumbs in her lap. Ethan smiled slightly, as he replied.

"Anytime." He replied begining to drive.

By the time she had got to the Hospital, several text messages and calls had been directed to her phone, each getting more demanding than the last. Unfortunatly, she could not pick up and calls, or return any text messages, but she could read them. And, they were all from upstairs, taking of Digby's panic attack, and that he wanted Elsie. Now.

Her pulse began to raise, and Ethan could not help but notice as they drove into the Hospital. He rested a comforting hand on Eliza's shoulder, nodding, as if it would be fine. He opened his mouth carefully to speak.

"You go and check on him. I'll tell Connie your just finishing something." He comfirmed. Elsie nodded, before repling hastily.

"Thank you!" She spoke, before reaching forward, kissing Ethan's cheek quickly, before rapidly leaving the car, hastily running towards the 'Upstairs' section of the Hospital. The registrar paused for a moment, feeling the warmth spread across his face, capturing the moment in his mind, and those which he hoped would come.

Ethan couldn't help but feel slightly jeleous of the fact that Elsie was paying all her attention to somebody else. He could clearly imagine if he was the centre of her compassion, the hugs, comforting words, butterfly kisses. He was lost in his thoughts, as he head somebody calling out to him.

"Ethan!" The girl shouted out, the cold, Icy voice clearly noticable. He swiftly turned around, seeing Lily walking up to him, begining her sort of conversation.

"I was wondering...if you wanted to go out for dinner tonight?" She asked, watching the young doctor pause. he opened his mouth to reply, but took a moment to place the words in his head. Once he had done, he replied as politely as he could.

"Well...I was er...going, or meant to be going...out with-" He was briskly cut off, with Lily continuing her sentence.

"It's her, isn't it?" She spat. Lily had taken a strong disliking to Elsie the moment she had stepped through the doors, taking her attention and compability. She continued venomusly talking. "Come on, Ethan. A girl like that? Really? You can do better!" She stated, folding her arms. He sighed, before looking towards Lily, her face somewhat hopeful.

"Fine. Yup. As friends?" He spoke, before walking off, towards the Entrance of the ED. A smile curled onto Lily's face, as she realised she had broken off Eliza's compability with Ethan. The second she found out, if her diagnosis was correct, she would be one word.

Heartbroken - Elsie would be completely lovesick...

AN - Hehe! Another Chapter! I hope you liked my 'Holby City' references, not that I like that as much as Casualty, but, it was on at the time I was watching it. I hope you're all enjoying, and YES! One One-Shot is being uploaded either Midnight, or tomorrow morning!

GypsyAbby - I'm so glad you've read the entirety of the story. And I can kind of understand you. I really want to pair Eliza and Ethan, but i'm looking for the right moment. However, I think I have created it...

Paradoxillia - Wow, you're good at reading the future! I thought the bed thing was cute..but GAH!

Tato Patato - Thanks, lovely! Glad, you're enjoying!

Crimesolver - Thank you! I'm happy you like the rest, too!

ETWentHome - More is coming. Daily updates this weekend! And the fact summer is coming...

-Jodie Rose Xx