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Hannah the Hobbit

Lucie knocked lightly on Connie's door.

"Come in." Connie called as Lucie stuck her head around the frame. Connie looked up from the paperwork she had been inspecting.

"Oh, hello Dr Carter. I wasn't expecting to see you here."

Lucie gave an awkward smile as she shut the door gently behind her.

"Seriously, just Lucie. Or at the very least Carter." She insisted. "And, I was wondering if you...could possibly let me have the 22nd off?" She finished the end of her sentence quickly, fearing the answer.

"Why?" Queried Connie. Lucie looked away, shuffling her feet in clear discomfort.

"Personal matters." She offered hopefully. She looked up pleadingly at Connie, and rushed on. "I mean the event happens before my shift, I just know I won't be able to focus in anything after it."

Connie pushed the brown folder away, and wandered around her desk, leaning back on it casually.

"Well it must be something very significant. I hope this isn't purely because it happens to be Dr Knight's day off." She looked sternly at Lucie, who's head snapped up.

"What? No! Oh, Christ No!" She spluttered. She frowned. "Are we really that obvious?" She added. Connie frowned disapprovingly. Lucie cleared her throat quickly.

"So... Could I?"

Connie sighed.

"I'm afraid I need a plausible, and decent," she looked pointedly at Lucie, "reason."

Lucie bit her lip.

"It's my sister's funeral." She relented.

Lucie almost ran into Lily as she stormed away from Ethan, raving to herself, something about 'diabetes' and 'hypoglycaemia diabetic ketoacidosis'. She furiously snatched her glasses off her face, and rubbed her eyes angrily. Lucie stepped sideways to avoid the whirlwind of angry tears. She looked into the cubicle Lily had just vacated, where Ethan was desperately trying to calm down the erratic father, explain to the little boy sucking his thumb what was happening and look for Lily at the same time. Lucie took one swift look at the scene and intervened.

"Dr Hardy." She called, stepping inside the blue curtain. "I believe Dr Chao needs your assistance, I can oversee this patient."

Ethan looked at her, hopefulness filling his face. He stepped closer to her so that the other two in the cubicle couldn't hear.

"Are you sure?" He whispered.

"Go after her." She kicked his ankles. "I can handle this... Catastrophic disaster."

Ethan nodded, ignoring her light kick, and hurried off.

"Where's he going?" The father demanded.

Lucie bent down into a crouch at the side of the nursery aged boy.

"So, what's your name?" She asked cheerily.

"Dylan." The boy mumbled around his thumb. Lucie smiled at him.

"Alright Dylan. This is pretty confusing isn't it?" She sympathised. Dylan nodded, his thumb staying firmly planted in his mouth. Lucie squeezed his arm.

"Do you remember the lady that was just in here? With the glasses?" She asked, pulling her stethoscope from around her neck, and gently listening to Dylan's chest. The father intervened before Dylan could answer.

"She mentioned a complication." He panicked. Lucie pushed down on the bed, her hand leaving a small imprint as she stood back to her normal height.

"You wouldn't happen to know the term she used?" She asked formally. She quickly held out her hand. "Dr Lucienne Carter." The father took it.

"I don't know! You're the blooming doctor!" He flustered. Lucie's eyes widened.

"Was it ketoacidosis?" She asked. The man nodded. "Well in that case, your son is most likely going to be fine. If he does have it, it will be in the very early stages and easily treatable. DKA can be life threatening, but only once it reaches a stage your son is, if he even has it, very far off." She said lightly. The man didn't look too impressed. Lucie flicked the page over. "But I see here, that he... Has already the urine test. The results should be back soon to put your mind at rest. After that, he'll be free to go."

Ethan groaned.

"Lily." He called. She stopped walking, but didn't turn around. "Lily, I'm sorry."

Lily stayed with her back icily facing him.

"Look, I shouldn't have yelled, but you were unnecessarily worrying a patient, and his father."

Lily spun around quickly.

"I had to inform them of all the possible outcomes." She retorted.

"Not when you don't know for certain is the kid has it!" Ethan snapped. He looked away. "All I'm saying, Lily, is that when people don't know the terms it scares them. You have to judge whether it is even worth mentioning before you know if the patient has it or not. And whether it would be far enough on to actually be particularly worrying."

Lily looked hopelessly at him, not quite able to form the words. Lucie coughed obviously. Ethan and Lily spun.

"Are you two good?" She asked suspiciously. Ethan looked across at Lily, who nodded once stiffly. Ethan visibly relaxed. Lucie exhaled. "Good, because Dylan is fine. No complications, no DKA. So I think you can discharge him." She explained. Lily took this in, and then went to go deal with Dylan and the paperwork. Lucie smiled at Ethan and moved away, pulling her mobile out of the pocket of her scrubs.

"Hey, Cal? One more point to Lucie." She teased. "Four nil. You'd better get your act together."