Annans skada glömmes snart.

(The damage of another is soon forgotten.)

Six months later Hanssen was once again sitting at his desk, checking his watch and waiting for Ms Campbell. It was five minutes to 9 o'clock. Terence Cunningham was due at 9.30am and he had arranged for Serena to arrive before Cunningham in order to discuss matters with her before the Chairman arrived to force his input into matters.

He glanced towards the table in the corner. This time instead of files and paperwork there was a pot of coffee, some croissants and fruit. He knew Ms Campbell was coming off a nightshift and thought she might appreciate some breakfast seeing as he was delaying her by calling this meeting at short notice.

There was a knock at his door and Serena entered without waiting for a reply.

'Mr Hanssen.' She said, with a tired nod.

'Good morning Ms Campbell.' Hanssen replied brightly. 'How was your shift?'

'Long.' Came the short reply. Serena hoped this meeting wasn't going to drag, all she wanted was food and her bed.

Hanssen stood up and came around his desk. 'There is some coffee… if you'd like.' He said, gesturing towards the table. He saw Serena's face light up. 'Why don't you help yourself to some breakfast?' He suggested.

Serena did not need to be told twice. But she paused as she filled a coffee cup and turned suspiciously to look at him.

'What's this meeting about?' she asked. 'Who else is coming?'

'I have a meeting with Mr Cunningham in half an hour.' He answered, ignoring her first question.

'So is all this for him or for me?' she asked, nodding at the food. 'Because usually I'm lucky to get cold coffee and stale biscuits.'

'My assistant arranged it. She misjudged how long my morning meetings were going to last.' Hanssen said.

'Well I'm glad she did!' Serena replied brightly, grabbing a croissant and sitting down. 'So, are you going to tell me why I'm here or is it a secret?'

Hanssen cleared his throat slightly. 'Well, I've been in contact with Professor Andersson.' He began.

Professor Karl Andersson was the head of a hospital in Stockholm who had approached Holby City about setting up an exchange programme for interns. Hanssen and Serena had both worked on creating the link which would be beneficial to both hospitals.

Before Hanssen could continue there was another knock at his door. He glanced at it in annoyance. 'Yes?' he called out. He was not any less annoyed when Terence Cunningham appeared. 'You're early.' He said, before Cunningham could get a word out.

'Yes, well, I have another appointment later so I thought you wouldn't mind getting started earlier.' Cunningham caught sight of Serena. 'Ms Campbell, good morning. I didn't realise you would be in attendance.' He gave her a forced smile.

'Ms Campbell and I are in the middle of discussing matters at the moment, if you could return…' Hanssen said but was cut off by Cunningham ignoring him and sitting down next to Serena.

'You two go ahead. Don't let me interrupt.' Cunningham told him, reaching for a coffee. 'Does he always go all out like this for his meetings with you?' he asked Serena. 'Can't remember the last time he put on a spread like this for me.' Cunningham glanced back at Hanssen, taking in the Swede's rigid posture and dour expression. 'Oh I'm sorry. Have I interrupted something other than hospital business?'

'Of course not.' Hanssen retorted.

'Good.' Cunningham gave the forced smile again. 'Anything to do with the hospital can be discussed in front of me then so carry on.'

Serena had not spoken. Instead she enjoyed observing this display between Hanssen and the Chairperson whilst eating her croissant. She didn't understand why Hanssen was seemed so reluctant to discuss the matter in front of Cunningham. The Board were aware that they had been in talks with the Swedish hospital.

Hanssen sighed irritably before continuing. Reminding Cunningham of Prof Andersson and the hospital in Stockholm.

'Ah yes, I remember.' Cunningham nodded.

'He suggested we meet with him. Get a feel for their F1 programme first hand as opposed to reading endless reports.' Hanssen continued.

'Meet with him?' Serena and Cunningham asked simultaneously.

Hanssen nodded. 'I have made arrangements and…'

'Meet with him in Sweden?' Cunningham asked.

'Stockholm. Yes.' Hanssen answered.

'And you've already made arrangements?' Cunningham asked. 'Don't you think I should have heard about this before you "made arrangements" Henrik?'

'You have been abroad.' Hanssen reminded him. 'And I have discussed the matter with a number of other Board members, even though it was stated at the last Board meeting that Ms Campbell and I should proceed as we saw fit with this matter.'

Cunningham went quiet.

'When does he want to meet?' Serena asked.

'Next week.' Hanssen said. 'Flights are booked for Tuesday.'

'Blimey, don't waste any time you Swedes do you?' Serena said.

'Hang on, hang on.' Cunningham interrupted again. 'Who's going?'

'Ms Campbell and I shall meet with him.' Hanssen replied coolly.

Serena raised her eyebrows in surprise. 'We shall?'

'Do you really think having the Director and Executive Director AWOL at the same time is a good idea?' Cunningham asked.

'Hardly AWOL.' Hanssen replied. He took a quick look at Serena trying to gauge her reaction. This was not how he had intended to inform her. 'It's a few days and it is for the benefit of the hospital.' He couldn't tell if Serena was in favour of the idea or not.

'Still, I think it would be better if you and I go to meet this Andersson bloke and Ms Campbell remain here to run the hospital.' Cunningham said.

Serena looked at him beadily. Hanssen also looked wary of this idea.

'Ms Campbell has been working on this with me from the outset. It would be up to Ms Campbell and I to put in place a fitting programme for Holby. Therefore, logically, you must admit that it makes more sense for Ms Campbell to be present in Stockholm to observe and discuss the finer details with Prof Andersson.' Hanssen rattled off his little speech briskly, hoping to leave Cunningham with little leeway to argue.

Hanssen stood in the departures area of the airport with his suitcase by his side and a briefcase in his hand. Serena took a deep breath as she approached him. She checked her watch briefly. She was exactly on time. The man obviously arrived early for everything. She plastered a smile on her face as he turned and saw her. This was certainly going to be an interesting few days.