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The next day the ED was its normal busy self. With Max slightly hung over he was not enjoying it one bit, the noise was making his head throb and to top it off someone had thrown up on him which had almost caused him to react in exactly the same way.

With his stomach calmed after some cereal and a coffee Max relaxed in the staffroom, enjoying every second of his break, he did not appreciate seeing Lofty come in fresh and hangover free, the only thing that kept him going was the thought of seeing the state Cal would be in when he turned up.

Ethan walked into the staffroom and smirked a little to himself seeing Max sat with a coffee cupped between his hands and his head resting back with his eyes closed.

"Good night last night then?" Ethan asked and got a grunt in return for his efforts. "Don't suppose you've seen my brother have you? Was due in an hour ago."

Max looked at him and shook his head. "No idea. I left him in a weird strip club and went home quite late on. There was no dragging him away."

"No, sounds like him…" Ethan rolled his eyes.

Back in the shower room Cal was just about coming round. He blinked his eyes open before realising he was shirtless and laying face first on the ground. He pushed himself up slightly with his arm groaning as he felt pain shoot through his body.

"How much did I drink last night?" He thought to himself and with as little movement as possible grabbed his phone which was on the floor beside him. 6 missed calls from Ethan, 2 from Max and 4 from Lofty. He frowned and checked the time before panicking knowing he was late. Without much thought he got up grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head before rushing through to the department. Hoping no one had noticed him he then headed into the staffroom to get a fresh pair of jeans and a scrub top. Walking in he saw Ethan sat at the table with his laptop in front of him.

"Well you made it then." Ethan spoke seeing his brother walk in. He frowned slightly. "You know your top is on backwards… and you're flying low. Could have at least got yourself dressed properly."

"I was in a rush…" he spoke and opened his locker. As he did he could feel the earth spinning, in his mad rush to get to work he had failed to notice how bad he was actually feeling. He pressed his forehead against the cold mental in an attempt to find some sort of relief from the pain and closed his eyes in a will to make everything still again.

"Cal?" Ethan got up and went over to him. "Bloody hell, how much did you drink?"

"I can't… remember." Cal sighed.

"You need breathalysed before you work, you'll be struck off if you're still drunk." Ethan pointed out to which Cal just rolled his eyes, which didn't help his head.

After getting changed and splashing some cold water on his face Cal joined Ethan in a cubicle as he insisted he was going to make sure Cal was safe to work. Ethan, forever the sensible one. Cal blew into the tube and waited for the beep, hearing the sound he stopped and closed his eyes, that really hadn't helped make him feel any better.

"Well, it's clear." Ethan said surprised.

"Told you." Cal said and went to stand up but wobbled a little on his feet causing Ethan to grab the tops of his arms and force him to sit back down on the bed.

"It's weird, your pupils are dilated and you're clearly not right." Ethan began shining a light in Cal's eyes.

"Stop it…" Cal complained batting away the light. "I'm fine…" his voice went wobbly and he gagged slightly.

Ethan grabbed a bowl and pushed it under his brother's mouth and he threw up what little he had in his stomach.

"Yeah… clearly fine." Ethan said sarcastically handing him a tissue to clean himself up. "You can't work like this. Go to the on-call room and sleep it off. I will cover for you."

"Yeah, ok thanks." Cal agreed not realising how tired he actually felt till it was mentioned. He got up slowly and went to get his head down.