Hey Guests, especially the rowing on though, oh nice! What boat club are you with? Or rather how did you do? Might have raced you! Sorry, about that! I think I've sold my soul to the Tees River and Fanfiction as they are all I ever do! But I'm glad you guys like this, it's really sweet of you! So yeah, I thought that as a special birthday treat from me to you, I'd post this today. So please review and fav and etc!

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Hannah the Hobbit!

Cal frowned looking around the ED.

"Looking for someone?" Ethan asked his older brother, helpfully, rather than sardonically. Cal peered over his shoulder once more.

"Yeah, Lucie." He said slowly. "She was actually conscious when I left this morning so I assumed she would be here."

Ethan dumped the folder over the central work station.

"No, she said she was taking today off." Ethan's eyebrows twitched downwards. "She didn't say why."

Cal shrugged, and glanced back down at the file in his hand. He sighed microscopically and let his hand drop to his side.

"So what's up you and Lily?" He asked slyly. Ethan gave him a disapprovingly look.

"What do you mean?" He asked suspiciously. Cal suppressed a grin, mocking his little brother was always fun.

Robyn overheard Cal and Ethan musing over the location of a fellow doctor, and seriously debated whether or not to tell them that she knew where Lucie was. After all, being at her sister's funeral wasn't something to be ashamed of particularly, however Lucie, for whatever reason, didn't want people to know that's where she was. So what the hell did Robyn do? Aside from pray they didn't ask her about it of course.

"Hey, Robyn? Did Lucie tell you where she was going?"

Well, Drat. Robyn took a very long time to lower the energy drink.

"Erm, can't remember." She said cheerily. "I don't think so."

Cal scrutinised her. Robyn flushed slightly under his gaze.

"Ugh." He groaned.

"What does it matter?" Robyn asked lightheartly, and genuinely.

"He's just being nosey." Ethan rolled his eyes. "And trying to get out of patient I believe."

Cal showed them the file and sighed.

"Who wouldn't want out of this?"

Robyn burst into hysterics.

Ethan was overwhelmed by heaps of patients as he darted from one to another. There simply weren't enough healthy doctors around, he realised. At the moment, him, Cal, Lily, and a reasonably experienced doctor called Molly were doing most of the work. They were overwhelmed by the state of the ED, and there was no way they could cope like this. He caught Robyn by the arm as she passed.

"Robyn, you have Lucie's number don't you?" He asked, flustered. Robyn nodded slightly.

"Yeah, why?"

"Can you ask her to come in?" Ethan pleaded. Robyn wavered. "Please?"

Robyn thought for a second, her loyalties torn.

"I can't. She's at her sister's funeral." She dropped into a whisper, barely making a sound above a hiss. Ethan blinked.

"What?" He gaped. He bit his lip gently and then shook his head. "Damn it, we need her. You're going have to ask her to come in."

Lucie stood in the cold November air, her black dress whipping about her thighs. Her hair danced in loose curls in the wind as she accepted the condolences from both people she knew, and people she suspected merely came for the food. Her phone started vibrating in her pocket. Lucie tried to ignore it for a moment, but sneaking a glance at her screen, she quickly snatched it up.

"How many of you are there?" She answered. Robyn's crackly voice sounded surprised that Lucie had immediately guessed the nature of the call.

"Well... 5 if you come." Robyn replied. Lucie nodded slowly, then remembered Robyn can't actually see her.

"Okay. I'll, um, see what I can do." She said vaguely.

"You are a life saver." Robyn breathed out a sigh of relief.

"If I was then I wouldn't be here." Lucie replied dryly, before hanging back up.

"I hope you have fun when you are writhing in agony." Came the furious screech from behind the blue curtain. Lucie swept it aside, in a single angry motion. She jerked it back across to hide the middle aged man giving her the finger and stalked away, furious tears in her eyes. She pushed past Cal into the Staff Room and flung herself on to the couch. Her legs curled up on to the blue seat, and she squeezed her eyes tightly together, to stop the tears from escaping. Shakily, she breathed out and a painful sob rose through her stood back awkwardly. He glanced around pleadingly, looking for help. Ethan, at the doorway, mouthed 'hug her'. Cal's eyes bulged.

'You sure?' He mouthed. He pulled out his phone and sent a slightly longer message to him.

*she looks like she might rip someone's throat out*

Ethan read it.

**And you call me the baby.** The sarcasm in the short message couldn't possibly be missed.

*shuddup*

**For someone so manipulative, you are surprisingly dense. Hug. Her.**

Ethan nodded deliberately towards Lucie and slowly slid out of the doorway and off towards a ward. Cal edged towards Lucie. He dodged the corner of the table, nearly falling on to the couch.

"Are... Are you alright Lucie?" He asked tentatively. Lucie raised her head slightly. She nodded, unsure of her abilities to speak with gulping back tears every alternative word.

"You clearly aren't." Cal frowned, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Lucie let her head sink into his shoulder, resting it gently there.

"Carrying the corpse of your sister and a difficult patient will do that to you." She joked feebly. Cal gently rubbed her further arm. Lucie curled up into him and whispered an apology.

"Don't apologise." Cal murmured gently. "None of this is your fault."