To Sam's Surprise she and Tom weren't the only ones in the ED. Zoe was standing by the long abandoned reception desk with a frown on her face as she stared around at all the rubbish. The entire place was ransacked. Their were at least triple the trolleys Sam expected to see, and by the looks of them someone had decided to play the trolley equivalent of bumper cars, for three quarters of them were piled up against one door.

"Zoe?" Tom called.

"Tom … and Sam! What are you two doing down here?" Zoe asked as she turned to face them, her frown replaced by a suspicious smile.

"I wanted to see this place," Sam replied, "I'm guessing it doesn't always look like a... dump."

"No," Zoe answered, "or at any rate Holby ED certainly didn't."

Sam dodged several gurneys and stepped over to where Zoe was standing, Tom by her side. She stared at the bumper car trolleys once more and frowned.

"What's in that room?" She asked as she turned her gaze to Zoe.

"The staff room," Zoe sighed, "My jacket is in there..."

Tom laughed, "Well good luck getting it out! I think some of those Trolleys are missing wheels!"

"Yes, Tom, I know," Zoe said sternly, "I have no idea how I'm supposed to get in there.."

"We'll help you." Sam replied confidently.

Tom and Zoe both turned to Sam in surprise.

"We'll help? How would I exactly, drag those trolleys out with my teeth?" Tom exclaimed as he pointed as his bandaged arm.

"Oh, right," Sam said with a frown, "Then it's just you and me Zoe!"

"I haven't touched a gym in years…" Zoe mumbled, going slightly pale at the sight of the trolleys, "And you should be resting!"

"I'm fine physically!" Sam replied, "So lets get started!"

Around and hour later and Zoe and Sam were finally dislodging the last trolley from the front of the door, unluckily for them this particular trolley only had one wheel out of four left, so they were forced to hold it up and wheel it away on that one wheel. As soon as it as the last inch was clear of the door Zoe released it and sat on the ground, breathing deeply. Sam, on the other hand, was raring to go.

"Any other things that need moving in here?" She asked confidently, staring around at the ransacked ED.

"No!" Zoe wheezed from the floor.

A few minutes later and Zoe had finally recovered some amount of strength and had stepped through the staffroom door and emerged seconds later with her coat. Sam had Tom watched with an amused expression as she struggled to get her coat up over her shaking shoulders. When she finally managed it she turned around and stared at them both with an odd expression.

"So…." She said awkwardly.

"So what?" Tom asked with a frown.

"What are you two going to do now?" She asked, directing this question more at Sam then at Tom.

"I'm going to stick around here for a while and look around at everything; maybe it'll jog my memory." Sam replied with a smile.

"Well ok then," Zoe replied, apparently satisfied with the answer before adding "Just make sure you're back on the ward in the next hour, you've done a lot today. And Tom, don't let her out of your sight."

"Don't worry Zoe it'll be fine!" Tom replied after nodding.

"Hmm." Was the only response he got before Zoe waved goodbye and dodged a few more trolleys to exit the ED.

After Tom making Sam swear not to stay down in the ED longer than an hour and not to complain when he took her back up he allowed her to explore. She look in the storage cupboard first, at the gauzes and tubes, trying to name every single component. She could.

She next walked over to the cubicles and replaced a couple of the trolleys which still had all four wheels, trying to set the image in her head and see if anything came of it. Unfortunately nothing did. After a quick sigh Sam walked over to the reception desk and stared at the computer, and the several patient files littered around. She picked one up but after Tom's wanting did not open it, not wanting to breach the confidentiality of the patient.

When Tom though she was simply checking out a defibrillator he turned his back for a moment to use his phone. Sam found herself staring at him longer than she should have been, so when he turned back around she was caught in a rather awkward position.

"Erm I... I was just…" She stammered, but luckily for her she didn't have to finish that sentence.

At that point a couple of porters came through the door they had entered by and stared around at the mess.

"We were told to come down and unblock the staffroom door... looks like you two beat us to it."

Sam rolled her eyes and smiled. Tom looked at her with an amused expression, waggling his eyebrows.

"Uh, yeah, we sorted it." Sam replied after a moment';s hesitation.

"Right. Good. Saves us a job." One of them replied, a smile on his face.

That smile was quickly lost. A man had busted through the outside entrance. He was wearing a some dirty scrubs and a half burned lab coat, and had a large cut on the forehead that was dripping blood.

Sam gasped. She had seen this man's face before.

"I… I need the police…" He slurred. "I... I need to... To turn myself in…"

…

I was planning on updating last Thursday but both my laptop and my PC decided that now would be a great time to have some kind of malfunction, my PC's monitor is still fried and luckily I managed to open my laptop up and fix the issue.

So I was going to update Saturday then we had a power cut… which started Saturday evening and didn't end until the early hours of this morning and I was out all day saturday... ugh! That and my laptop's battery needs replacing as it keeps randomly cutting out on me…

For the first time since September I am officially school work free until the 13th June. Expect plenty of updates between now and then :)

Thanks for reading and reviewing!