York Head was cancelled, I definitely have Cross Country on my birthday, (which btw way is the 1st of December) and an English Exam. Also I bet you anything that my french teacher is going to bring up the retests at Parents Evening. So, yeah. Bad week.

If you couldn't guess already, that means that I am going to be excessively high maintenance and as a result, you guys are going to have to give me an ego boost here- please Review.

Please?

Hannah the Hobbit.

Lily glanced over to Ethan as Lucie sidled up to him, a grin on her face.

"You've got an admirer." She told him mischievously. Her back was to Lily, but she gestured minutely towards the F2. Ethan followed her head-jerk, his eye line naturally much higher than her head.

"Lily?" He asked, surprise and scorn showing his disbelief. Lucie beamed at him. "Oh, no. Lily doesn't like me, we're merely friends."

Lucie raised an eyebrow delicately.

"You might want to tell that to the death stare she's giving me for talking to you." She smirked. "Seriously, her entire body language is practically screaming that she likes you."

Ethan shook his head.

"What are we talking about?" Cal asked, dumping the paperwork over the counter.

"Unrequited love between workmates, and how much hair you shed." Lucie sang. As she moved away from the desk, she warned; "You're cleaning that sink."

Lily caught up with Lucie as she wandered through the ED.

"Dr Carter?" She called. Lucie turned, surprised to hear her formal title called.

"Oh, hey Lil-Dr Chao." She smiled warmly. "Can I help you with something?"

Lily looked away slightly awkwardly,

"Do you mind... Explaining what the subject matter of your conversation with Dr Hardy?" She asked.

Lucie frowned.

"Um, Cal and You. Why?" She answered slightly puzzled, internally grinning. Lily's eyebrows raised in surprise. Lucie noted with amusement that it looked like her eyebrow was attempting escape from her forehead. Lucie told her as much.

Lily glowered, lowering the hand that had raised to check if it was still attached to her face.

"Me?" She queried, still glowering.

"Uh huh, well, it was closer to 'How much Ethan Hardy so obviously likes you and how he should grow a pair and ask you for a drink.' Than about you." Lucie said lightly. She spotted the lone sixteen year old she was trying to find sat on the bed of a cubicle and picked up her step.

"I know what you're doing, Lucienne Carter."

"Do you really, Caleb Knight?" Lucie drawled, not even looking up at the blonde doctor behind her.

"I really do, and I bet you I could do it faster." He tantalised, snatching the pen out of her loose grip. Lucie raised an eyebrow at his childish behaviour. She held out her hand for the pen back, but Cal merely grinned.

"Oh, you bastard." Lucie sighed, smiling. She cocked her head and thought. "You're on. A tenner on Me getting them together first."

"Twenty." Cal held the pen out of Lucie's reach. She raised an eyebrow in a typical 'is that the best you can do' fashion.

"Fifty." She held out her hand, either to shake on it or take her pen back. Cal slid the pen behind her ear and shook on her hand. Lucie raised a hand confused to her ear.

"Don't act like you don't put it there, we've all seen you." Max teased from behind her. "Nice bet you guys have on, I'm guessing Lily and Ethan?"

Lucie beamed, stealing the cookie out of his hand.

"Naturally." She took a large bite of the cookie and Max came so close to pouting that she burst out laughing, almost spraying crumbs out her mouth. Connie looked disapprovingly at her as she desperately covered her mouth with her hand. Lucie quickly turned away, Connie's glower only making her laugh more.

Lucie's shift was drawing to a close. She barely managed to stifle her yawn as she stumbled into the Staff Room. She glanced at the couple sat closely together on the sofa, and back to the sink in front of her. Then her head whipped around and she stared at them. Lily was giggling like a school girl, and Ethan was one shade away from full on blushing. Lily's legs curled around her as she listened acutely to the tale Ethan was weaving, emphasising it with gestures. Every so often, he'd look away from her as if he couldn't keep meeting her eye for so long, but Lily's eager gaze and prompts always lifted his eyes back to hers. Lucie grinned at them, and slowly backed away, leaving quieter than she came. She caught Cal's arm as he made to enter the room.

"I ship it." She said, rather ambiguously.

Cal shook his head, disbelief spilling from the gentle glance he gave her.

"What?" She asked innocently.