A/N Thank you all so much for your patience with this next update! I am so, so sorry for such a delay in this chapter, the past week or so I've been constantly on the go (including a hospital visit after I fainted and whacked my head…I'm ok though, don't worry!), and just spent a few days away so I couldn't upload anything, so here is a longer chapter to make up for my absence! Things should calm down a lot now, so the wait shouldn't be too long thank you to everyone who read and reviewed my previous chapter, and to my new favouriters and followers- hope you enjoy!

Zosia felt groggy when she woke up- it was weird, she didn't even remember being tired or falling asleep. Her limbs felt heavy, her throat dry and as her eyes adjusted to the light, she realised she was in a moving car. 'Maybe I fell asleep in the on call room...no, wait...' She realised as she recognised the interior of the car she was sitting in. Leather. And then she turned her head slightly and saw Seb driving. 'What the-?
'It's ok, I'm just taking you home, just go back to sleep'
'But the surgery, Professor Hope said-'
'Zosia you're not well'
'Where are you taking me?!' She started to panic. 'Where's Ollie?'
'I don't know, I didn't see him?' Seb lied, and Zosia felt confused. Why wouldn't anyone have told Ollie where she was going? What was happening?! One minute she was getting a patient ready for surgery, and the next...she had no idea...'has he tried ringing?' He asked, knowing full well that he would have tried. However, he knew that she would never find out that he had. Moments after bundling her into the car, he switched her SIM card over. As she looked at her phone, she saw a blank screen. No texts, no missed calls. 'It just goes to show Zosh...he doesn't care'
'You're wrong...' She said, mentally vulnerable.
'If he did, he would have tried to contact you. To see if you're ok. It's ok, I'm going to look after you'
'I don't understand...' She replied, feeling scared and confused.
'You really don't remember any of what happened? You were taken ill, Ollie probably took over on the surgery, and Elliot called me because, after all, I am your boyfriend...' He attempted to get away with these lies, knowing that Zosia's bipolar made her very impressionable when she was in the midst of an episode. He had to get these thoughts of Ollie bloody Valentine out of her head if his plan was ever going to succeed.
'What?' She asked, confused. Her thoughts raced, she felt blurry and in her current state of mind, she had no idea what was happening. 'No, no, you're wrong!' She started to get worked up again, she didn't like feeling like she didn't know what was happening. Seb pulled the car over and turned off the engine, and to reassure her gave her a hug but she tried fighting him off. 'Get off me, I don't want you here!' She shouted, smacking him in the arms and trying to shove him away. Seb frowned sadly, and pulled out another needle.
'Zosh, we can't have you being violent...' He said calmly as he injected her leg with more sedative. It wasn't working, she remembered too much of what was real. He needed to get her away. As she slipped back into peaceful unconsciousness, Seb drove straight past Zosia's flat, and in the opposite direction to his own. If he was going to get through to her, he needed to take her somewhere where nobody would find them. He needed time.

'Arthur and Dom haven't seen them' Ollie sighed, panicked and exasperated as he hung up on his mobile as Elliot hung up the phone from security.
'Nobody saw Dr Coulter leave either, with or without Zosia...' He frowned. He could see Ollie become frantic with worry. 'He won't try and hurt her' he tried to reassure his colleague, but Ollie shook his head.
'He's near enough abducted her. We don't know what he's capable of' he frowned, sitting down. Elliot sat next to him, comfortingly placing a hand on his shoulder. Ollie leaned forward, thinking deeply. 'We need to call the police' he decided, reaching for his phone once more. Elliot nodded in understanding.

Meanwhile, Seb pulled up the car outside a block of flats, having been driving around trying to think of where he could take Zosia, and so she would eventually lose her bearings altogether. He then realised that the perfect place to take her would be his father's old apartment. Before he'd moved to New York, he had decided to rent out his flat but when the tenants moved out, Seb decided to keep the property as a run-away property so he could go away for the weekend. He and always planned to bring Zosia here before they split up, so he smiled inwardly and realised he if he played his cards right, his dream would be a reality.
'I don't understand what's happened with Ollie...why hasn't he been in touch? Why was he not there?'
'Darling you're confused...you did used to date Mr Valentine...but now you're with me- he treated you badly Zosh, you don't remember?' Seb tried to convince her, and he was sure that he was starting to get through to her. She became more and more vulnerable, impressionable and away from herself all the time, while he started giving her new medication. 'When you met me you were a mess...he'd abused you, emotionally I mean. You had no confidence, you hated compliments and, well, I was worried about you' he pleaded. 'Your memory is only off with the details of what's really happening because you're not very well.'
Zosia looked at him, deep into his eyes. Why would anyone lie about something like this? His version of events would fit the reason why she had no memory of Ollie being there when she was taken ill at the hospital- although most of that day was a total blur but she would have remembered if someone she was supposed to be in love with was there...and because her albeit manic mind didn't remember, that surely proved that Seb was telling the truth? She slowly nodded in agreement...he'd got her. He smiled a small smile and moved his face closer towards Zosia's, and then as their lips grazed, he smiled. She was right where he wanted her, in the palm of his hand. As they pulled away from each other, Seb reached into his pocket and pulled out a foil packet. 'You need to take this, ok? I just want you to feel better' he said, handing her the packet. 'It's just lithium, you're used to lithium' he reassured as she tore a pill from the packet and swallowed it with some water.

Meanwhile, back at Zosia's flat, Arthur and Dom had invited Ollie over briefly to plan where they were to look for Zosia and discuss where she could be. Elliot went along for moral support, and they had also told Guy what had happened. The police arranged to meet them at the flat so they could take some statements and organise a search party. They knew Zosia was vulnerable and that Seb was in a position of trust.
'Has he got history with Zosia? Is there any reason you can think of why he would take her out of hospital grounds?' One of them asked, as Ollie paced back and forth in front of them. Arthur and Dom we're going through Zosia's phone book in the vague and slim hope that someone would know where she was...
'They used to be together, and then she left him...it's the perfect motive to want to do something to her...' Ollie frowned, running a hand over this headwind worry.
'She hasn't been herself for a few days, she's been taking her medication but...' Guy frowned.'And you don't know where they could be?' The other officer asked, and Ollie snapped.
'No, that's why we called you! Can you just go and help us find her?! We already tried the places we could think of-' he started to raise his voice, and Elliot and Guy stood and placed a calm and reassuring hand on his shoulder to calm him down. He took a deep sigh. 'I'm sorry...we're just worried, she was showing signs of a bipolar episode, she can be really impressionable...'
'We understand' one officer said kindly, 'we'll find her.' Dom and Arthur stepped back into the living room.
'Nothing' they said sadly as they sat, still thinking.
'We'll check his property, you should come in case she's there' one officer said, getting the keys out for the car, and Ollie nodded, following them to the car with Guy. Dom, Arthur and Elliot carried on to search other places, desperately hoping that their search wouldn't be in vain.

'Arthur and Dom haven't even asked if I'm ok or where I am' Zosia frowned as she looked down at her phone and Seb frowned sadly.
'That's weird...' He replied, thinking. 'I know that when you left Ollie, the boys didn't quite understand why you chose me...they're not exactly my biggest fans, so maybe they're trying to get back at you?'
'Why would they do that? I'm their friend' she asked. 'Aren't I?' She asked, confused.
'You're better off without them if you ask me- you don't need them' and the he put his arms around her, and she relaxed into them as her eyes welled up with tears.
'I feel like I don't know my life at all' she wept. 'I don't even think they care about me, how could I have been so wrong?' she cried while Seb held her, and stroked her hair.
'You see now? I'm the only person you can really trust- your so called friends don't care you were unwell- if they were real friends they would have at least tried to call or text, I would' he sighed and she wept even more.
'Thank you' she sniffed. 'For being the one person I can rely on' she continued, as Seb kissed her.
'I love you Zosia' he smiled and she smiled back. 'And the other good news, I think this new medication is working for you. Do things feel clearer now?' He enquires hopefully. She smiled slightly and nodded.
'I just can't believe I believed for so long that Ollie, Arthur and Dom cared'

Meanwhile, when the police, Ollie and Guy stepped out of the car and broke into the flat belonging to Seb, they noted immediately how immaculately clean it was. Not a hair on the floor, not a drop of water from the rain outside. 'I don't think they've been here' the police concluded- 'there would at least be drops of water on the floor from taking their shoes and coats off'
'We'll have a look for other clues at least' and they nodded, as they dispersed around the flat. However, they were alerted to the calling out of one of the police officers from the bedroom, and when they ran in to see what had been found, their faces dropped. Like in his office, the wall was plastered in candid photos, photos copied from social media, pieces of clothing, and copies of prescriptions in Zosia's name for lithium, and other medication that they did not recognise as ones she was actually taking, all signed by Seb...
'What the hell is this?' Ollie gasped, a mixture of confusion, panic and pure rage came over him as he took in the scene that stood in front of him.