Sorry this is so late tonight, but I have just been social- oh my god right?- and at a halloween party. Woo! Literally just came back, so I thought, I'll post it now! Although, you will have to prepare for things to not get updated as quickly as school starts again on Monday! :(

Please review to humour the small one,

Hannah the Hobbit, (for all eternity a nerd and a geek.)

A shoulder rammed into Lucie's lower back. The jolt sent her sprawling forwards. The file which had been in her hands seconds before, was momentarily suspended in midair, flew open, the papers fluttering loose. Lucie tumbled down the stairs, head slamming into the bannister. Her hand shot out to break her fall, but instead hit another, warm body. Lily, startled by the sudden force, slipped from the step. The two brothers glanced up at the sudden movement. Ethan recognised the dark, straight hair and immediately rushed over to help her up. Lucie groaned, lifting her head from the hard floor and slid her legs painfully off the trainee doctor.

"Oh, Lily." She mumbled, her head pounding. "Christ, I am so sorry."

Lily held up a hand, ignoring her apology. Cal bent down to Lucie's level as Ethan wrapped a arm comfortingly around Lily's waist, guiding her away. Lucie slowly levered herself off the step.

"Are you alright?" Cal asked, worriedly. Lucie nodded, every movement painful. She breathed in deeply, and yelped in agony.

"I'm fine."

"You clearly aren't." Cal reprimanded. He brush a stray curl from her head, and caught sight of a nasty graze on her forehead. He frowned. "You're bleeding. Come on, I'll take care of it."

Lucie let him help her up, and winced as his arm wrapped around hers. He paused, looking at a deep gash in her upper arm.

"Lucie."

She stopped, peering over her shoulder, and down the line of her slim arm.

"Crap." She groaned.

"Most people fall down the stairs, they get a bruise or two," Cal said conversationally. "Not stitches and a broken rib."

Lucie glanced up confusedly. Cal smiled.

"You aren't as good as you think at hiding pain." He teased. Lucie laughed weakly. Then she winced, holding her side with her free arm.

"You mean a bit like you." She retorted, painfully. Cal smiled, good natured.

"I mean exactly like me." He snipped the excess surgical thread. His smile widened. Lucie looked down her arm at his handiwork.

"Pretty good." She smiled. Cal's smile was warm and kind, like the sun breaking through the frosty air and warming even the coldest of hearts. Lucie felt herself drifting slowly towards him, in a haze of- no. She shouldn't. This was CALEB KNIGHT, she should know better. She turned away from him, but even though she scolded herself, she couldn't wipe the smile from her face.

Lucie was trying really not to slap the twenty-something arsehole lying on the bed.

"Look, sweetheart." The guy patronised. Lucie glowered at him.

"No, you look 'sweetheart'." She spat. "You've already pushed me down the stairs, so you can shut your mouth and let me inject you with this." She held up the small needle. The guy sat on the bed glowered at her, and Lucie threw the needle down.

"Mate, I have been trying to get you to just sit still for twenty seconds. We are very busy, just... Please?" She pleaded. The guy stuck up his middle finger. Lucie opened her mouth to snap, but her face blanched, bile rose in her throat and she covered her mouth.

"Excuse me." She hurried away.

Lucie wiped her mouth on the back of her hand as she emerged from the toilets, and immediately ran into Cal. He blinked, looking down at her.

"Hey, was that your patient? The one refusing the jab?" He asked. Lucie nodded, biting her lip. "I took care of him."

Lucie sighed.

"Thank you." She relaxed.

"He's a little shit, isn't he?" Cal joked. Lucie laughed. Then as she relaxed into the laugh, she couldn't stop. Cal joined in.

"Oh! Don't make me laugh, it hurts!" She giggled, clutching her side. Connie passed, and glowered at them both.

"Something funny here?" She snapped. "If you haven't noticed, we are busy here so, instead of," she waved at them both. "Whatever this is. Get back to work."

She strode off. Lucie's straight face broke as soon as Connie rounded the corner. Both of them burst into hysterics. Lucie's giggling abruptly stopped as she pushed back the door to the toilets open.

Once she emerged, Cal peered at her worriedly.

"You should go home." He scolded gently. Lucie shook her head.

"I'm fine. And anyway, Connie's right. It's really busy." She dismissed his concern gently. "I'm nearly done, my shifts over in half an hour."

Cal glanced at the watch adorning his wrist.

"So it is." He acknowledged. He thought for a second. "Come and find me when your done okay? I don't like the thought of you going home alone like this."

Lucie nodded. Cal briefly squeezed her shoulders before letting her walk away.

Lily matched pace with her and spoke in a low undertone.

"What do you think you are doing?"

Lucie looked across at her in surprise.

"Um.." She pointed down the corridor.

"No, with Doctor Knight." Lily corrected. "I know you've only been here a week, but you know him. You know what he is like." Lily paused before adding. "Don't make the same mistake I did."

She strode off down the corridor.

"What mistake was that?" Lucie called after.

"Mistake him for a human being with actual feelings." She retorted, not looking around.