Bonnie Sveen Fan, I imagine Louise would have learned basic first aid as a nurse, if only so she can tell the patients to deal with it themselves and stop wasting her time! But you're right - Louise isn't being completely honest as she's keeping her past career as a nurse a secret. You're lucky not to have burned your hand: I've never had a serious burn, but I'm always spilling my tea or accidentally touching the hot part of my hair straighteners! Thank you for your review.

westlife4ever80, I really love the fact my story is making you sing! I was hoping some of the songs would be recognisable. Unfortunately, there are no songs in this chapter, though Alicia's scene with Lily is based very, very loosely on the cheerleaders' scene, which includes the Rydell Fight Song. Thank you for your review.

Tanith Panic, thank you for your review. There are walk-on parts in Grease because of time constraints, but I wanted to give as many people as possible at least a little bit of story. I'm really glad you liked the bit with the car. That was a very difficult scene to write because it's all about the song! The revolting man isn't in Grease, I'm glad to say, but I had to give Honey a reason to quit her job (her character leaves school). I'm glad you liked the cliffhanger.

"Alicia, charge the defib, please," said Ash, gesturing towards it..

Lily stared at him in disbelief. "What are you doing? Alicia can't do that! And she's my mentor. Not yours. I decide what she does and I say she's not ready."

"Lily, please leave Resus," said Ash calmly as he began compressions. "Alicia?" He nodded towards the defibrillator. "Thanks."

Alicia gave Lily an uncertain glance and moved towards the defibrillator.

"You're asking me to leave?" said Lily incredulously. "All I have done, Dr Ashford, is to try to do the best for both my patient and my mentor. I fail to understand how that's a reason to ask me to-"

"Lily. Leave!" said Ash sternly.

Rita put her arm around Lily. "Lily, why don't you come with-"

Lily shook her off. "Sister Freeman, kindly do not interfere with-"

"Charging," interrupted Alicia. "Clear."

"Dr Ashford, please listen to me." Lily attempted to sound calm and reasonable. "Alicia is new to the department. She-"

Ash shoved her out of the way.

Lily gasped in shock and nearly lost her footing. "What on earth do you think you-"

"Shocking!" said Alicia.

An excellent description of your medical abilities, thought Lily.

The patient's body jumped in response to the shock.

"We're back in sinus rhythm," said Rita in relief.

"Good work, Dr Munroe," said Ash, even though all she'd done was press a couple of buttons. "Dr Chao, please leave Resus as I requested."

Alicia looked pleadingly at Ash. "Please don't send Lily away, Dr Ashford. She was only concerned for me. She probably didn't realise I've used a defibrillator before."

Ash looked at Lily for a long moment. "Okay, Dr Chao. Let's continue."

Lily glared at Alicia. "How dare you question the request of a senior doctor? Dr Ashford asked me to leave and I am leaving." She stalked out of Resus.

She was still standing there when David emerged a short while later, having taken the bloods Alicia had requested. "Are you all right, Lily? You're usually so composed, but it must be very stressful when you have a mentee to be responsible for."

"My name is Dr Chao and you have no right to ask me if I'm all right!" snapped Lily, and stormed off to the staff room.

How dare Alicia humiliate her like that in front of Ash? How dare she?

Robyn let out a small sigh as Lofty smiled at the attractive young patient and walked off. Robyn had a patient of her own to see to, but she couldn't help admiring the way Lofty looked in scrubs. They flattered very few people, which was probably why Cal refused to wear scrub trousers, but they moulded themselves to Lofty's body very nicely.

A pair of hands came down on her shoulders, making her jump. "What are you up to then?" said Max.

"I… um… my job," said Robyn.

Max turned her to face him. "It looked to me like you were staring at Lofty."

Robyn felt herself blushing. "Why would I stare at Lofty?"

"You tell me," said Max, clearly amused. "You like him, don't you?"

Robyn tried to laugh. "I do not! I mean… I do like him. But he's my friend. He's like a brother."

Max spoke gently. "You don't have to pretend, Robyn. You can tell me the truth."

"I am telling the truth!" said Robyn. "I see Lofty as a friend. Um… you won't tell Lofty anything different, will you?"

"Robyn, listen," said Max. "About Lofty."

He's going to tell me Lofty isn't interested…

"Sorry, Max. I have to get back to work." Robyn put on a bright smile and walked away

Noel rocked Honey in his arms and wished he could have punched the guy who'd upset his daughter. "It's okay, Honey. It's okay. You know most customers aren't like him. Most people love you, and why wouldn't they? Come on. Go back to the shop and I'm sure you'll be fine."

Honey shook her head, scrubbing at her face with a tissue. "I don't want to go back, Dad."

Noel kissed her forehead. "Look, I know you're upset, love. Anyone would be. And if you're worried, I'll come and sit in the shop with you. But you'll be fine. You're a brilliant barista."

"But I'm not though, am I?" wailed Honey. "All I do is make mistakes. I get orders wrong. I spill things. I've got to face facts, Dad. I'm not cut out to be a barista."

"Of course you are! You're brilliant!" said Noel.

Honey shook her head, more tears falling. "I'm not. And I've decided. I'm going to quit my job."

"No, Honey, there's no need for that!"

"I'm not trained as a barista anyway," said Honey. "I only took the job in the first place so I could get to know you. I trained in beauty therapy."

Noel nodded. "And you know how much I love seeing your certificate framed above your bed. It makes me so proud, Honey."

"So I'm going to make you even prouder," said Honey.

"You're going to look for a job in a salon?" Noel began to smile. Maybe this could be a good thing for Honey. "I think that's a great idea."

But Honey was shaking her head. "I don't want to work in anyone else's salon. I don't want some boss telling me what to do. I want to open my own salon."

"But wouldn't that be really expensive?" said Noel.

"Only about twenty thousand pounds," said Honey. "And you'd help me out, Dad, won't you?"

Lofty looked hopefully at Max. "What did she say?"

Max sighed and patted Lofty on the arm. "Sorry, mate. She says she just sees you as a friend."

"I don't blame her," said Lofty, and tried to smile, though he would rather have cried. "It's for the best. Friendships can last forever. Relationships break up sooner or later and then it's hard to go back to being friends again. It's for the best. The last thing I'd want is to lose Robyn as a friend."

Max didn't look completely convinced. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Of course I'm okay," said Lofty, and smiled. He didn't want Max to worry or feel guilty that his sister didn't love Lofty. "So, how did it go with Zoe last night?"

"The condom broke," said Max.

Lofty looked concerned. "Oh dear. Is Zoe okay?"

"Zoe says there's nothing to worry about as long as I've been behaving myself with other women," said Max. "Which I obviously have. I haven't been near any other women."

Lofty decided Zoe was probably on the pill, though he felt quite awkward about speculating about one of the consultants in that way. But Zoe would know the pill wasn't always effective. "Maybe you should talk to her about it. I mean, if there was a baby, you'd want it, wouldn't you?"

"Of course I'd want it!" said Max.

"Maybe you need to make sure Zoe knows that," said Lofty.

Sebastian watched approvingly as Dylan bent over the patient in order to examine him more closely. God, those trousers were clingy. Sebastian wondered if he was wearing them on purpose. It wouldn't have surprised him. Dylan had been giving him subtle come-ons all day.

"He's hot, isn't he?" whispered a voice.

Sebastian looked up to see Jamie, one of the nurses. Emboldened by Jamie's obvious approval of his tastes, Sebastian reached out his hand towards Dylan's bottom and mimed pinching it. "Do you dare me?" he whispered back.

Jamie looked somewhere between delighted and terrified. "I don't think-" he began, just as Dylan turned round.

"I thought I told you to observe me," he said bad-temperedly.

"I was observing you," said Sebastian virtuously. "Very closely. And admiring what I saw."

"Then come closer and observe me properly," said Dylan in obvious frustration.

Sebastian could relate to that. He was going to get frustrated too if nothing happened between him and Dylan soon.

"Now!" said Dylan. "Or ideally five minutes ago, but now will do."

Sebastian smiled and went to stand beside Dylan.

He wasn't about to say no to an invitation like that.

Cal couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Go to your house?"

"Is that a problem?"

"No. No problem," said Cal. "I'm just a bit confused about why."

"Let's call it… medical advice."

"You hardly need my advice," said Cal, then he wondered what he was doing. A hot woman had just invited him to go round to her house late at night. How could any straight man in his senses say no to that? "But I suppose there's no harm in making sure. I'll be round in about ten minutes."

Ten minutes to Cal usually meant twelve at the absolute minimum, but it was only eleven minutes later that he knocked on the door.

"You're late," said Lily coolly,

Cal smiled winningly. "Not by my standards, surely?"

"An excellent point," said Lily. "From you, being only one minute late is perhaps a compliment. Would you like to come in?"

Cal sat on Lily's sofa and really didn't mind at all when she sat beside him. "So how can I help you, Dr Chao?"

"I was just wondering, Dr Knight, if you had a date for the awards dinner," said Lily.

"Oh, and why does that interest you, Dr Chao?"

Lily almost smiled. "For purely statistical purposes, Dr Knight."

Cal put his hand on her leg. "In that case, Dr Chao, I'd better tell you I don't have a date."

Lily moved closer to him. "You surprise me, Dr Knight."

"Let's just say I like to keep my options open."

"And do you think you'll come to a final decision anytime soon?"

Cal hooked a finger under her chin. "I hope so. I really hope so. But these decisions shouldn't be rushed, you know. It's important to conduct proper research."

Lily's breathing audibly quickened. "I was always complimented on the quality of my research techniques at medical school."

"Then you sound like the ideal person to assist me in my research," said Cal.

"How can I help you?" said Lily.

Cal smiled and moved his lips closer to hers. "I've always liked to be very hands-on, Dr Chao. But it's also very important to have a good oral technique."

"I'm always willing to do whatever is required of me," said Lily.

"In that case, perhaps you will be the successful candidate who accompanies me to the awards dinner," said Cal.

But as Lily's lips touched his, he couldn't help thinking of Alicia.

Alicia would never have flirted with him like this, which was a pity, but he knew Lily's real game: to find a doctor husband.

Cal was more than happy to take whatever he could from Lily and keep her guessing, but if he ever got married, it would be to a girl who loved him. Not just his job.