Here's chapter 5 I hope you enjoy it, Sorry for the delay again.

Chapter 5

Falling Hurts

Luc was sitting in his camper van opposite Sacha. They were both drinking tea from two large mugs. "I'm telling you Luc, he's trouble you know me I'm not normally so quick to judge." It was true Sacha Levy was always willing to give people the benefit of the doubt before casting aspertions. "Look, Eddi would never admit it but she's not coping. But don't tell her that or she'll shoot me!" Luc grins.

"You know her so well." Luc turned and stared out of the window. The rain was making soft pattering noises on the roof.

"Not like you do, she's missed you believe me." Luc shakes his head vehemently.

"Eddi can look after herself, she doesn't want or indeed need my help, I'm sure Dr Schneider will be her first port of call if required."

"You're happy with that are you?" Sacha feels like banging his head on the table.

"Look I don't see what difference it makes if I'm 'happy' about this or not, it is none of my business anyway."

"Luc, if you don't do something about this it's going to spiral out of control, I'm telling you as a colleague and a friend there's something not quite right about Max. He's got some kind of hold on her, you came back for a reason, don't turn your back on this." Luc doesn't say a word but he looks pensive.

"If Eddi wants my help she knows were I am." Sensing the conversation was going stale Sacha knew better then to try and force the issue any further. Luc Hemingway was such an introverted person, he rarely offered any insight into his private life, which is quite something when working at Holby. Yet he liked Luc a lot, in Sacha's opinion he was a thoroughly decent bloke. Sacha always gravitated to people that most would keep rather keep at arms length. His friendship with Jac was proof of this.

"So are you planning to stick around?"

"That's my intention, I just need to speak with Hanssen, but I've signed the contract."

"That's great news, I'm so pleased!" Sacha was beaming from ear to ear.

Thank you, Sacha, if only others shared your enthusiam." Sacha assumed he was talking about Eddi, and not anyone else.

"Eddi will come around eventually she has too."

"I hope you're right." Sacha gave Luc a friendly pat on the shoulder, and left the registrar to his own company. When Sacha had gone, Luc's mind flickered between Olivia, Sandra and Eddi, his brain was like a projector machine flashing images at him. Maybe it was mistake coming back here, but there was a nagging doubt inside him, he couldn't leave Eddi, for his own sanity. Luc could see Eddi was clearly not the woman he'd left behind. But he was determined to help her if he could.

Luc was standing in front of her. He tried to sidestep her but she blocked him. He was holding a bunch of flowers. He was wearing a black suit a white shirt and black tie.

"This is down to you, no one else only you". They were in a churchyard surrounded by people also dressed in black.

"It's not all my fault."

"Of course it isn't," the woman screamed."Because it's never your fault is it?"

"Please don't do this now, not here people are grieving."

"You still haven't said it." Luc stared down at her feet and realised she had bare feet.

"Said what?" He muttered uncomfortably. Luc hated confrontation and public confrontation was something he couldn't stand.

"Sorry." He looked at Sandra, her large blue eyes swimming with tears her blonde hair piled elegantly on top of her head, with loose strands hanging either side of her face.

"I am sorry, I can't say it enough. You deserved much more then someone like me."

"Yes I did." She finally stepped aside, leaving him alone standing by the grave. The other mourners had disappeared. He bent down and placed the flowers down carefully. He looked at the headstone, it read : In loving memory of Edith Sally Mckee. God please no!

Luc was breathing so hard, it felt like his lungs were about to burst. It's just a dream he thought. Don't panic, he told himself as he tried to control his pounding heart rate. He had fallen asleep sitting up. It was pitch black outside. Luc switched on the light and poured himself a glass of water, which he gulped down in one. He still couldn't forget the dream or nightmare would be a better description, Luc was a science man everything happened for a reason, he always dealt in cold hard facts not fiction. One think was certain Eddi needed help and she needed it now.

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