The next few days seemed to pass at a snail's pace for Elsie Walker. Everyday consisted of the same activities - Waking up, wandering around her room, before nestling down with a new 'Netflix' television series.

But even as cushy as it seems, the kind of routine could get under this skin of anybody - especilly a hyperactive, energetic Walker kin.

Although she had been summoned to bedrest, and forced to stay in the eyesight of either Connie, Ethan or Max, the Doctor could not help but feel a somewhat urge to get out of the small, plain room, and find something intresting to do during her recovery.

She had already tried to escape. Twice. Her first attempt, was during a night shift, but she had not anticipated that Caleb would be on night duty. He had immediatly recognised the blonde ends of her long hair, before grabbing her gently and leading her back to her room.

The second had been slightly better. She had got to the glass doors of the Hospital, ready for her escape action to commence, instead, bumping quite litrally into Mrs Beauchamp, who ordered her back to bedrest.

And that, was how Eliza found herself, now sitting in front of the large glass window of her room, watching as people walked, wheeled, or stumbled by. Even this, was not curving her appetite for excitement, or more, fresh air. She had been in the room for what felt like an entirety of a lifetime.

She needed to get out. Now. Even if it was for a few moments. Slowly, the girl pulled herself to her feet, wiggling her toes dressed in very fluffy socks. She shrugged to herself, before slowly walking towards the door of the room.

Her plan was soon cut off when her phone started loudly vibrating from the other side of the room. A long sigh was released from her mouth, as she skidded over, her hand finding the device, and holding it up to her ear.

"Hello?" She asked down the phone, only to be greeted by a certain mother's voice.

"Elsie! Dear, I know your ill, but could you possibly look after you sister for a while?" She asked, her simpering voice easily audible on the other end of the telephone. The youngest Walker felt her blood boiling, but she knew not to retaliate.

"Yes, just meet me outside the ED." She announced, her face curdling by the minute. Her mother squealed, before the line went dead, signalling she was gone.

For a moment, there was silence. She didn't know what to think. Then, she started getting annoyed, groaning to herself, her hand reaching for the pillow resting on her bed, throwing it to the other side of the room, a satisfying 'Thump' being audible. She swiped her hands, a if a job well done, and sauntered towards the door of the room, humming a tune.

It was nice to hear the buzy busstle of the ED - it made her feel more at home. She could see faces she recognised, yet, didn't have to be one to diagnose, or be vomited on. The girl pulled her cardigan over her a little tighter, as she made her way towards the entrance of the ED.

From behind her, Ethan Hardy had caught the back of her head, instantly noticing she was not resting. He sighed, before hastily walking after her, trying to get to her pace. She didn't notice, and was now far too busy to notice the presence.

"Elsie..." He trailed off, placing his folder in front of her path. She showed a confused look, before pushing past the folder, begining to talk to the Senior Registrar beside her.

"I need to go get someone." She announced, pushing of of the glass doors. The puzzled look on Ethan's face grew, as he followed her out, the cold instantly hitting him harshly.

"Elsie, go to-" He was cut off, when a high pitch scream of a baby cry rung through the car park. The two heads snaped in the direction of the noise, before a older woman, her hair pinned up, and outfit polished ran forward, the little girl in her arms.

"Elsie! Take her! I'll be back later!" She announced, thrusting the bundle into her arms, the cries instantly begining to wimper. She looked back up to her mother, before shouting towards her as she entered a Cab.

"Where are you going?" She shouted, rocking the baby in her arms.

"Date!" She shouted back, before protests ran out of Eliza's mouth. She had been abandoned, to look after he baby sister. She groaned, before Ethan opened his mouth to talk, obviously confused.

"So..." He trailed off, looking towards the baby being carefully rocked in Eliza's arms. It gurgled for a moment, before shouting "Elll!" The Walker smiled, before rocking her gently, turning towards Doctor Hardy.

"She's my sister." She announced, before walking into the building of the Emergency Department.

"Oh my god!" Max cheered, as he noticed the bundle of baby he recognised all too well. Eliza smirked, before her older brother peered over, instantly recognising who it was.

"Hello, darling." He murmured, before stroking her chubby cheek. The baby gurgled, before laughing, causing several looks from members of the ED.

Eliza was quick to take the baby back into her room, so she would not be inflictated with the constant cooing. Hastily, the girl walked away, Ethan close on her heels. They arrived at the small, private room, gently closing the door, before placing the baby on her bed.

A small pause passed between Ethan and Eliza as they looked towards eachother, both quite amused.

"So, yours and Max's sister?" He asks. Elsie shakes her head, before crouching down to the baby, turning on her back.

"Half." She says, reaching out and poking her in the stomach. Ethan chuckles to himself slightly, before Eliza turns to him, her dark eyes meeting his matching ones, boring into one another.

"Oh...do you want to hold her?" She asked, picking up the infant, who immediantly began revealling in the touch of her younger sister. Ethan paused for a moment, obviously nervous of holding the baby, but did not want to let her down. The registrar nodded, before being handed the bundle, who curiously looked up to the man grasping her.

The baby focoused on the eyes, looking alike to her sisters, before gurgling happily. She reached up to touch the glasses, before Eliza began giggling. Cautiously, he reached down to press a kiss to her forehead, before looking up towards Elsie.

"You know..." He began. "I did mean what I said..." He trails off, before sitting on the edge of the bed. "About liking you." Elsie was quick to sit down next to him, showing a small smile.

"So...I was wondering. How about dinner? Tonight?" He asked, stroking the baby's forehead. Elsie looked somewhat blessed and shy, tucking a peice of her long dark hair behind her ear. Slowly, she reached forward, pressing a kiss to Ethan's cheek. He blused somewhat, before she began speaking, her younger sister gurgling.

"Love to." She replied, resting her head on his shoulder. A small smile appeared on his face, before he looked towards the girl. Somewhat scarred, battered, and broken. But, he still loved her.

AN - Apologies for the lack of updating. I'm having a bad time at the moment, because all my teachers are leaving school, and it's upseting me badly. So, here's a terrible little chapter for you all. Eugh, it's just been terrible for me at the moment.

ETWentHome - Ahh, I'm glad you liked it! Especially the words at the end, just because I felt a little bit crafty...

GypsyAbby - I feel the two are helping eachother for something they want. Defenatly. It just seems to be working. Max and Ethan are more simmilar, I think, in ways they don't know. And of course, I couldn't kill of Elsie. She has to be in the sequel!

Tato Patato - Hehe! I'm liking the couple idea, too!

-Jodie Rose Xx