A/N Again, thank you so much to everyone who has been following this so far- the stats surprise me every time I look at them! Special thanks and hello to my new followers and favouriters, and also to the three guests who left reviews for the last chapter, they really made me smile. Enjoy this next chapter!

'Are you sure you're ready to come back to work?' Ollie asked as he sat up on the edge of the bed tying his shoelaces, watching Zosia as she brushed her hair and pulled on a pashmina.
'Yes, I'm sure' she sighed. She was obviously nervous, as she played with the tassels on the ends. Ollie stood and ran his hands up and down her arms.
'You don't have to if you need more time-' he reassured, but she was quick to interrupt him
'Ollie, please, I know you're only trying to help, but I'll be fine' she smiled. 'Anyway, we're going to be late, hurry up' she hurried, throwing a set of keys at Ollie who smirked.
'So I'm driving am I?' He winked, standing and grabbing his bag. Zosia smiled sweetly.
'Pleeeeease?' She fluttered her eyelashes and Ollie sighed, shaking his head and tutting.
'You're such a girl' he laughed.
'Well spotted Valentine- anyway, come on!' She laughed as she opened the front door and gestured for Ollie to follow.

For the majority of the time, it was normal shift. Ollie and Zosia both worked together well, and Elliot kept his eye on his protégés from a distance, especially Zosia. Whilst tending to his own patient who needed emergency surgery, Ollie was called away to assist, leaving Zosia on the ward for a couple of hours. She thought she could manage it, it was after all very quiet and she just went about ordering tests for various patients, doing obs, and besides she wasn't all alone, she knew Mo wasn't too far away, and neither were the nursing HCAs that helped out. She only needed to page Ollie if there was an emergency. She had this.
However, just as she felt confident that she was doing well back at work, she was alerted to a new patient arriving on the ward on a trolley. A familiar and extremely unwanted face brought from the ED...one that sent her into panic, disarray and rendered her completely hopeless. 'No, please no...'
'This is Seb Coulter, collapsed in the car park with chest pain, briefly KO'd...' a nurse said, but Zosia hardly heard. Instead, all sound muffled, vision blurred, and she had to get out. Her chest felt tight, and she felt herself well up out of fear.
'What's he doing here?!' Mo demanded to know, having been kept in the loop on what was happening by Elliot. 'He's got bail conditions to stay away from Dr March'
Zosia couldn't focus on any of this, she had to get out. She quickly turned away and ran into the locker room, tears streaming down her face. As she leaned against the door, stopping anyone else from entering, the room stopped spinning but she was still breathless, crying and her heart continued to pound. She slumped down onto the floor, still leaning against the door and tears flooded from her eyes- she brought her hands to her mouth to try and stay quiet but she was shaking violently and she just had to let it out. Why was he here?! What was he going to do to her this time?!

Within moments, there was a frantic banging on the door. Zosia froze immediately but softened when she heard the most reassuring of voices...
'Zosia, it's me, can you open the door please?' Ollie called through, still knocking.
Zosia stood quickly and opened the door but her panic and struggled breathing caused her to briefly collapse. 'Woah ok, just try and breathe' Ollie continued as he held onto his girlfriend, sounding urgent but calm.
She collapsed onto him and as he gently sat her down, she still couldn't breathe. He kneeled in front of her, placing one hand comfortingly on her knee, and bringing a gentle hand to her cheek with the other. His bright blue eyes trying to reassure her, as she looked into them she felt herself begin to calm as she grabbed his hand. 'That's it, take some deep breaths, it's going to be ok' he smiled kindly as he stroked her hand with his thumb. He'd never seen her so scared by anything, and it broke his heart. He reached for a paper pharmacy bag close by and gave it to Zosia to breathe into while he comfortingly stroked her arm.
'Mo told me, it's ok we've called the police to be on standby while he's here' he said, taking control. Zosia, still crying, nodded and wiped her eyes and Ollie put both strong arms around her and pulled her in. As she tucked her head into his chest, she sobbed.
'I just froze' she cried. 'I couldn't do anything, I just froze. How has he had this effect on me?'
'Zosh, if you ever want to tell me anything about what happened, I'm always going to listen and be there for you' he said kindly, rubbing her back comfortingly, and kissing her forehead. 'But for now I'd like to get you to Elliot's office, get you a cup of tea, and then I'm having some choice words with that-'
'No, please, don't go near him' she pleaded.
'I'm sorry Zosia, I need to see why he's here' he replied, and after a moment or two, Zosia nodded.

'What do you think you're playing at Coulter?' Ollie spat as he entered the room, furiously. Seb was sat in bed with probes on his chest monitoring his heart, and an oxygen mask was nearby.
'I collapsed with chest pain, last time I checked I was a patient and this was a heart and lung ward, you work it out' Seb retorted.
'And staying away from Dr March was just a piece of friendly advice was it?!'
'I don't want to cause Zosia-'
'Don't you dare say her name' Ollie warned, edging in closer to his enemy. If it wasn't for the fact that Seb was a patient and Ollie a doctor, he wouldn't have hesitated in punching him repeatedly in the face, and that was just to start with. The smarmy little man, Ollie felt sorry for him really, pitied him. Pitied him that he had to resort to such dirty tactics to get his woman. 'If you so much as even look at her' he whispered menacingly, through gritted teeth, 'I swear to God I'll-'
'Ollie? Is there a problem here?' Mo asked. She had just been to collect Seb's test results, and although she was incredibly reluctant to keep Seb on the ward with both Zosia and Ollie working there, she knew they had little choice.
'Nope. Just checking something' Ollie smiled as he left the room. He decided to wait outside to speak to Mo properly. He watched as Mo stood round the side of Seb's bed, and put a hand on her hip- he knew that many she had some words to have with him.
'There's nothing wrong with you, is there?' Mo asked, as Ollie stood and watched from outside. Seb didn't respond. 'I'm going to make this easy for you so you don't have to lie. There was nothing in your test results, not even an abnormal flutter. So why are you here, as if I don't already know?' She asked, sounding agitated.
Seb closed his eyes and sighed as his ruse had been foiled. 'I had to see her, I had to make her understand-'
'The police are on their way, save it for them' Mo sneered bitterly as she ripped the probes from his chest and walked out of the room. Ollie turned to face her.
'What the-'
'His test results were normal, he just admitted he was faking it, to get to Zosia. Is she ok?' mo asked, looking concerned for Zosia and angry at Seb.
'Shaken up, understandably. Thank you for paging me'
'She needed you, it's what mates do' Mo smiled, putting a hand on his shoulder and patting it twice before going on her way. The police had just arrived and she pointed them in the direction of the bay where Seb was. Ollie meanwhile went back to Elliot's office where Zosia sat nervously on the sofa. As he entered, he noticed how small she looked, how frightened she looked. He sat down next to her, and held her hand.
'The police are here, and he's being re-arrested for breaking his bail conditions. He was faking it, admitted it to Mo when he had no more lies left to tell' he informed her, and she nodded to confirm she had heard him. She was so tired, and as Ollie pulled her into him, she started to fall asleep. His heartbeat comforted her, like a child, and when Elliot reentered the office having heard about what happened, he found Zosia curled up on the sofa into Ollie, fast asleep as he held her and stroked her hair.
'I think you should take her home and look after her, your shifts are nearly over, go' he said kindly, looking down at Zosia. Ollie nodded and mouthed a 'thank you' to him, and Elliot nodded in response.
'Come on you, time to get you home' Ollie said quietly, gently nudging her and manoeuvring her to sit up.
'Huh?' She mumbled, tiredly, and then as she began to stand Ollie picked her up and carried her down to the car bridal style as she fell asleep again almost instantly.
'You just rest sweetheart. I've got you' he smiled adoringly at her. It had been a long day.