A/N: Than you to everyone who reviewed I really love getting feed back. so this is chapter 2 I don't no how long the story is going to be but I will be trying to update regularly it depends if you like it. hope you enjoy :)

"You never told us you had a sister," Brett said looking between the two and sensing this wasn't the happiest of reunions.

"I'll try not to take that too personally, that's my transfer paper." She replied pointing at the folded paper still in the Colonels hand. He unfolded it and began to read. Amelia turned back to Tom.

"I don't see why you are surprised, Thomas, I'm a nurse, this is a hospital."

Tom just looked at the ground and Miles was trying not to laugh, it wasn't normal to get this sort of drama. The Colonels had finished reading the document and looked up eyebrows raised.

"Well Miss Gillian you do get around a bit, 7 field hospitals in a year that is impressive, though not nearly as impressive as your references. That is the head of military nursing writing this if I'm correct."

Amelia turned her head back and shot him a smile, different to the one she'd showed briefly on seeing Tom. This was less natural but utterly charming.

"Yes, you know you are, she came to my hospital a few months back and said she'd rite me a reference, I think and made quite an impression."

The Colonel was clearly impressed.

"I don't doubt she was, but Miss if you had told me this before it would have been fine."

"Oh I can only apologise, I was worried you'd have me whisked away straight into work, given the convoy you're expecting in a few hours. And you see I just had to talk to my brother for a minute, it's been so long since we've corresponded." The Colonel eyed her suspiciously,

"How do you know about that convoy?"

"Oh it's written on the telegram on your desk sir." She replied innocently.

"Ah I see, well Miss Gillian if you would so kindly wait here with the Captain I shall send someone to show you to your quarters once have let the other staff know of the convoy, no doubt your specialist skills will be needed." He nodded at her and left the room.

Amelia turned her gaze to Miles. As he locked eyes with her he couldn't help but smile, not his normal trying to charming smile, just his real smile the one reserved for friends and funny things. In a couple of minutes he had managed to have the Colonel on her side, she was impressive.

"Who are you?" she asked in the same sweet smile she had given the Colonel.

"Captain Hesketh-Thorne, but you can call me Miles." She nodded and took his outstretched hand squeezing it lightly. Her hands were soft though her nails looked worn.

"Amy, call me Amy." She said as she let go, his hand fell to his side already missing the presence of hers.

Tom looked between the two of them and laughed slightly.

"Don't get too excited Miles she'll let anything with a pulse call her that."

"Then I thank god I'm alive." Amy rolled her eyes and turned to Tom.

"Are you going to tell me why?"

"Why what?"

"63 letters Thomas, and no reply, 63 and that's not including those from mama or Jaimie." Tom ran a hand through his hair clearly not sure how to respond. "Did you even open them?"

"How are they?" Amy turned away disgusted before turning back around and slapping Tom straight across the face, he recoiled in shock and Miles raised a hand to his mouth to hide a laugh. He'd heard that Kitty had hit him once and had always wished he'd been there to see it.

"You'd know if read them." She snapped, but then sighed, "Jaimie is alive, and doing well from what he says," Tom nodded still holding his cheek, "and mama is fine, lonely but fine, she's so proud of us." She smiled slightly then.

"And Joey?" Tom said also smiling with relief.

"I don't know, we don't write to each other." She said bluntly. Miles could sense tension in her voice.

"I'm sorry." Tom said not able to meet her gaze.

"Sorry? Sorry doesn't cover it. I need answers. " Tom looked at her for a moment but the turned and left leaving Miles alone with her. Amy went to follow him but Miles caught her arm before she could.

"Leave him. I think he's a bit shocked to see you."

"He's my brother." she said pulling her arm out of his grip, she was stronger than she looked.

"And he is my friend." Amy turned to look at him.

"Do you look out him them?" she said taking a seat in the Colonels chair. Miles nodded not bothering to mention she shouldn't sit there. Something told him she wouldn't care.

"So he never mentioned me?" he shook his head.

"He never mentions his family."

"Not even his twin?" she said looking uncomfortable.

"Twin? How many of you are there?" Miles smiled he was finally going to find out the true story of Tom's past.

"4, Joey is the oldest, 10 minutes older than Tom… he's a captain in the royal engineers, then Tom the clever one, me, the resourceful one and then Jaimie."

"And who's Jaimie?"

"He used to be called the runt by our farther, he's a Private on the front line, he wanted to play for England, he's a survivor one day he will."

"You miss him?" Miles said hearing the sadness in her voice.

"Of course I do, I've been missing both of them that's why I'm here. I'm a nurse, a good nurse, I could work anywhere, but I wanted to work here-"

"You seem like someone who often gets what she wants." Miles ignored the exclusion of her eldest brother remembering how she'd said they didn't correspond.

"Well I got here." Miles stared at her. She was different, showing so many different sides to herself in such a short time. She was clearly a charmer but not all the time, she was strong and independent though part of her needed her brother. Though she hadn't said it the smile she gave Tom when she first saw him said something words could never say. She needed him and he needed her, though Miles knew his friend well enough to know he wouldn't admit it. He was a professional, in love with his work. Kitty broke that rule but Amy was his sister, he couldn't ignore her now.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Amy said. Miles jumped slightly and ignored the question asking his own instead.

"The Colonel said you had specialist skills, what in?" She raised her eyebrows but answered.

"I'm a surgical nurse." Miles laughed then.

"Of course you are."

"What."

"Tom's a surgeon, and so am I." Amy smiled at him.

"Well I guess we are to be working together." Just then the door opened and Flora walked in

"I've been told there is someone here I need to show around, is that you?" she asked pointing at Amy, who nodded. "I'm terribly sorry I'm not matron, you'll have to see her tomorrow, you see she's dreadfully busy getting ready for this convoy tonight, it's awfully exciting really, well not good exciting, but it does mean more people and I do so love to get involved and help around if I can. Oh I'm sorry I'm going on aren't I? What's your name?"

Amy smiled at her sweetly trying not to laugh,

"Amelia Gillian."

"Oh are you related to Captain Gillian, he can be horrible you know, he shouted at me once because I didn't give the patient some special medicine, but you see I wasn't allowed because I'm not qualified, I'm a VAD, but I can make beds and clean bandages, and now I can wash and feed patients, but still I can't give medicines yet, and I tried to explain this to him but-"

"He's my brother."

"Oh." She said going slightly red,

"I would like to see my sleeping quarters so I may change to be ready for tonight, you see I like to be involved too." She smiled at her and went to leave. Just before the door closed Miles saw her turn to look at him again. And then he was alone.