A/N: We're back! Sorry. In all my rushing around, I forgot to post this chapter, so my apologies.

Sarah and Caja xxxx

After watching, with some regret, practically the rest of the hospital staff battle their way through the small door and out of Jac's office, Sahira slowly turned to face the stone hearted Jac Naylor and stared her straight in the face. "Look, Jac. Whatever it is you're about to tell me, just stop and think for a minute. Firstly, is it to do with something that I did wrong some time last year, and then secondly, is it even remotely related to either Henrik Hanssen or myself? If it is either or indeed both of these two things then I really, really don't want nor need to be here right now. Am I understood?" she concluded abruptly. At further inspection though Jac seemed, for the first time since she had known her, genuinely concerned about whatever it was she was about to ask. It was as if she had no idea either how to put it or how it may be received and that, if possible, she was almost scared of what she was prying into.

Jac held her gaze. She wasn't quite sure what she was going to say and, although Sahira and herself have never seen eye to eye, she didn't want to make this any harder for her than she knew it already must be. Under Sahira's gaze Jac seemed to weaken slightly and she soon lost her hard as nails exterior to reveal what Sahira suspected was the real her, one that was never allowed to show itself or make its presence known. Despite all this though Sahira saw it and just for a moment she thought she saw a hint of genuine sadness in her eyes.

"Look Sahira, I'm honestly not quite sure how to say this, OK? So for that reason and that reason alone, I'm just going to come out with it. Now I know and understand all that you have just said but I can't just ignore something like this when it's staring me right in the face. I am first and foremost a doctor and, as you well know. our job is to treat the sick, not to just ignore them and pretend that everything is fine and dandy just because we can't face the truth." Jac rounded off and she seemed to be getting more and more uncomfortable with the current situation. What if she and the others had completely miss-read the situation, what if Sahira just denied all knowledge of anything being abnormal? What if after all her efforts, she was wrong too? Admittedly she had been wrong before about such things and just blown things out of all proportion but she had never been so sure that there was something going on…somewhere.

"And what is that truth that none of us can bear to face then Jac?" Sahira asked her in a low and defensive tone. Nothing and no-one were going to start spreading rumours and making more assumptions about Henrik if she had anything to do with it. He had been incredibly kind to both her and the children over these past weeks. And for the entire sixteen years of her knowing him. At times, she did question his motives, his reasoning behind all this kindness but when it came down to it all she know for sure was that he cared about her and that her wound never, ever see her or any of her family come to any harm. He had expressed that much to her just weeks before when her husband decided, in his drunken state, to come to the hospital and start throwing both insults and punches in her direction.

"Come on Jac I'm waiting for some kind of explanation. I do think I deserve one, considering that I've just walked in to find very nearly the whole of the hospital staff, besides me and Henrik, in here, plotting away as though you were all in some kind of Mafia meeting. So can you please either let me go and do my job or spit it out before it gags you?" Sahira was becoming incredibly worked up by now, not knowing what information Jac had managed to lay her hands on, and she was finding it harder and harder not to dash out of her office, slam the door and just try to forget all of what had just happened.

"I'm sorry Sahira but I'm really not quite sure how to proceed with this…conversation." Following her last sentence Sahira began to get up as she prepared to leave the office. "Where do you think you're going? I'm not finished yet!" Jac stated to Sahira in an annoyed fashion.

"Well Jac, if you haven't even got the guts to come out with this outright then why should I waste my time here?" With this she threw her a filthy look and started to open the office door.

"Huntington's!" was all Jac had to shout to force Sahira to stop still and turn around to face her. The pained look in Sahira's eyes told her that she was right. "Sahira, why don't you sit down for a minute?" asked Jac in the most caring voice she could muster. This was met by silence and being shot daggers by Sahira which Jac took to mean that she had refused her invitation of a seat. "OK. I called this meeting today, not because I wanted to make gossip, but because I was worried. We all decided that something was wrong, clear?" she asked in her usual manor.

"Crystal," she replied just as fiercely. With this she dashed out of the office and again headed straight up to Henrik's office. Thankfully the lift was empty and in addition to this she managed to get up to the top floor without a problem. When she got there however she found the office to be completely empty. Damn it, this wasn't good. If he were to go wandering into Jac then a confrontation that she knew he would much rather avoid. This worried her to a great extent and as she dashed down the stairs she had one and only one ambition - to find Henrik before he found out what was going on. She turned on her heels and back in the direction of Jac's office.

As he walked down the bustling corridor, Henrik was vaguely aware of several strange looks he was receiving from many of his staff. Queerly, he thought, they all seemed to be shuffling from the general direction of Jac Naylor's office. Last time this had happened she had plotted a scheme to save all cardiothoracic wards at Holby. Under normal circumstances, this would be fine and a relatively easy thing to talk anyone out of. However, when being organised by Jac Naylor, things became a fair bit more complicated as she rarely ever listened to anything else anyone had to say and she was therefore usually wrong when it came to these such matters. In addition to this somewhat worrying thought, he started to slowly make his way over to her office, if for no other reason than to avoid any further problems. Under current circumstances, more things to worry about were simply not an option he was willing to take.

Looking down the corridor he had just come, Elliot and Sacha soon spotted the immediate problem that Hanssen was not heading at an alarming rate towards Jac's office. "Sacha," Elliot whispered as discreetly was he could manage, "Can you, like me, see the problem with Hanssen stalking off towards Jac's office like some kind of man on a mission?" he concluded, still in a very quiet and discreet manor.

"Well," replied Sacha, "I do think that if he were to wander in whilst Jac was trying to pry whatever is going on out of Sahira then yes, it could be a problem. So, yes I do think that it would be a very good idea to go and intercept him quickly and preferably before he gets there first," he replied whilst striding over to meet a slightly confused and highly suspicious Henrik Hanssen.

Elliot then dashed over and intercepted him just as he was about to enter the office. He had never been very good at lying and therefore his very loosely strung reason for his interruption consisted of "Um, Mr. Hanssen can you, um, look at, um, my-my-"

"Our- our case that we are working on at that moment. We have his CT scan back but I, we think that there could be some-some fluid on the lungs. We think that it may be masking something a bit more sinister," he managed to splutter out, rather happy with himself about his quick reason for their interrupting Henrik.

"Mr. Levy, Mr. Hope. You are two of my very experienced staff, do you really need to see me, about something which I, quite frankly, wouldn't expect even an F2 to have a problem with dealing with? So, what is the real reason for everyone acting so highly suspicious, and not to mention doing a rather awful job at trying to hide it? So, are you going to tell me or… am I going to have to find out for myself?" he asked them both, trying to appear though absolutely nothing at all was wrong when really, that was far from the truth.

The two men were both taken aback by Henrik's knowing instantly that something was wrong. "Well, to be honest, Mr. Hanssen we, we thought that maybe-"

"We didn't think anything did we, Elliot?" Jac interrupted quickly as she opened the door and simultaneously shot the pair of them daggers.

"Well if looks could kill, Miss Naylor, then both Mr. Levy and Mr. Hope would be thoroughly dead by now, wouldn't they? So, are you going to tell me the real reason for every one acting so sheepishly?" he asked her. At that moment Sahira stuck her head around the door and, after over hearing the current situation, decided they needed help to get out of the mess they created for themselves. "Miss Shah, I didn't realise that you had a case on AAU today," he queried her. This was yet another thing that Sahira had learned over all her years of knowing Henrik; he never gave up. Part of her knew that it was only because he cared about her, though he rarely ever admitted it, she knew that despite everything, he always would.

"Its fine, Henrik. don't worry." Sahira replied. She knew that he didn't need nor want to know what all the staff had been discussing at least, not for now, in front of the others. She made a decision to herself that she would tell him later, on the way home maybe or in his office. "Jac and I were just discussing a patient. He's got fluid on his lungs, but he also has a weakened mitral valve which could cause some further complications. We were just discussing it, since he was a trauma case you see but I-I thought that I should just get a-a more experienced view on the matter. That's all." She hated lying to him but, in the long run she knew it would save him the embarrassment of having to explain himself in front of Jac, Sacha and Elliot. With that, she brushed past Jac and linked arms with Henrik, much to the surprise of both him and everyone else who was watching.

"Sahira, I'm not sure tha-" Henrik started, but a reassuring look from Sahira made sure he stopped mid sentence.

"Jac, I'm going to need to take the rest of the night off. You know why. I'll see you tomorrow, Sacha, Elliot. Good night." She gave Henrik's hand a reassuring squeeze and pulled him off down the corridor.

"Did anyone have any idea what just happened?" asked Sacha, seemingly as confused as Elliot felt.

"Well," Jac started, "from what I just saw, it looks like Nigella and her hubby just bailed ship!" she concluded and with a quick glance around her she then stalked off, probably to tell the entire ward what she just witnessed, in the general direction of Keller.

Sahira didn't let go of his hand until she had him safely housed in his office, where she knew he would have to sit down and listen to her. Following her and Jac's recent conversation, she didn't want him having any excuses for not listening to her. Once Sahira had firmly shut the glossy door she turned Henrik around to face her, let go of his hand and then looked up to stare into his soft brown eyes. "Oh, Henrik," was all she could manage before breaking into sobs that racked her entire body. She was still seeing red at Jac for prying like she did and yet all she could think of was telling Henrik what had happened, how he would react, how he would feel. She so deeply wished she could somehow make it all better, no matter what it took, but she knew deep down, she couldn't. After another minute of sobbing, she just managed to utter out a small "I'm so sorry." Before, for the second time in what seemed like such a short space of time to her, she put her arms around his skinny frame and hugged him close to her.

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Sarah and Caja xxxx