We still have spoilers for Chemical Brothers - much smaller than the last chapter, but if you're still avoiding reading because you don't want the spoilers, you still don't want to be reading. There won't be any spoilers in the next chapter. Unless you count Lachie.

But Who's Going To Save You?

Chapter 14: A Girly Night In

"Michelle, I should get down there!" Felicity exclaimed, feeling completely helpless.

Michelle shot her a glare and covered the speaker of her headset with her fist. "Felicity, I've told you, you're not going anywhere. I do not have a spare rescue unit and by the time you get down there, they will have Jordan down." She uncovered her mouthpiece and sighed. "How did this happen, Vince? He took a dose of atropine, didn't he?"

"We all did. We weren't even sure he was exposed. And it was obviously not enough."

Michelle nodded, more to herself, and glanced back at Felicity. "Just get him down. I'm going to try to get a chopper out to you."

"Copy that," Vince confirmed.

Michelle got up and paused. "And Vince? Watch the pilot. He's been exposed now too, yeah?"

"Copy that. Out."

"I want you to get yourself another dose of atropine," Michelle instructed Felicity.

"Michelle, I've already had a dose," Felicity protested. "I should be down there, helping."

"Jordan already had a shot too," Michelle pointed out. "Now get yourself over to that drugs locker and give yourself another shot of atropine, or so help me, I will stick it in your leg myself," she told her, thrusting a set of keys into her hand.

Felicity took the keys, heading straight for the drug. By the time she had given herself a second dose and returned to Michelle, the blonde was on the phone, demanding a helicopter.

"Yes, I've got ambulance crews approaching the scene. I'm asking – I need a chopper," Michelle was explaining. "One of my people are down. I don't give a shit. Divert it. Now!"

"What's happening?" Felicity demanded. "Is Jordan okay?"

Michelle held her hand up, instead addressing Vince. "Rescue Base to Rescue Seven Portable, there's a chopper inbound ready for medivac as soon as you need it."

"Copy that, base."

Finally, Michelle turned to Felicity. "Jordan is on the ground," Michelle explained, fear in her voice. "He's not breathing." She reached for the radio again. "Rescue Base to Rescue Seven Portable, sit rep."

"Yeah Base, he's still down. Standby," Vince informed them.

Felicity sank onto the chair next to Michelle. "How the hell do you do this?" she muttered. Whether it was the atropine, the fact Jordan wasn't breathing, or a combination of both, all Felicity could hear was her own blood pumping in her ears. She wasn't used to this. Sitting there, doing nothing. "Michelle, I can't sit here," she told her, standing back up.

Silently, Michelle's hand shot out, grabbing at Felicity's.

"Rescue Seven Portable to Base," Vince's voice suddenly burst through the radio. "Michelle, we got him."

"Rescue Base: copy that," Michelle sighed in relief, releasing Felicity's hand and relaxing back into her seat. "Nice work."

Beside her, Felicity let out a long breath she hadn't realised she had been holding and sank back into the seat.

Finally, there was only the sound of steady beeping – the reassuring sound that Jordan's heart was doing its job and pumping blood around his body. After wafting away the concerned nurses and doctors, assuring them she was fine and would take it easy, Heidi had convinced the doctors to discharge her. And as soon as that had happened, she had left the emergency room and gone straight to Jordan's private room a few floors up.

It was quieter in here. Too quiet, really. If it wasn't for the melodic beep from the machine, Heidi was certain she would have gone mad. In a bid to give her something to do, she pulled the chair closer to the bed and clutched at Jordan's hand, gently stroking patterns along the back of it.

"That tickles," Jordan told her, his hoarse voice barely louder than a whisper.

"Jord? You're awake?" Heidi asked, her eyes already watering with relief. She got up, turning her back to him so she could quickly wipe her eyes, and disguised the action by pouring him a cup of water. "Here," she said, offering him the straw.

Jordan greedily gulped at the water before spitting the straw out. "Better," he muttered. He turned his head slowly watching as she placed the cup back on the side, waiting for her to sit back down. "You saved me," he told her.

"I shouldn't have had to," she told him, punching his arm, before bursting into tears.

"Heidi?" Jordan asked, alarmed, his hand snaking out to hold hers. "Heidi, I'm alright."

"You nearly weren't, Jordan," she snapped at him. "You nearly weren't – and I thought you had a hangover."

"I did have a hangover," Jordan pointed out.

"Jordan, that's not the point!" Heidi cried. "You were ill and I thought you were hungover."

As the tears began to streak steadily down her cheeks, Jordan grunted, shifting himself over to the other side of the bed, and then, using what little strength he seemed to have left, pulled at Heidi's hand until she joined him. "Heidi, you saved me," he said gently. "You risked your own life and you saved me." He hugged her tightly to him. "And that is one of the many reasons as to why I love you."

From under his arm, Heidi just sobbed harder.

"Hey," Jordan muttered, softly. "You're not supposed to cry when I tell you I love you."

"I'm not," Heidi said, defiantly. "I'm just glad you're okay."

Jordan sighed, and brushed the hair out of her eyes. "Me too," he agreed.

It wasn't until Heidi's phone beeped at them that either of them moved. Heidi reached over for her phone and opened up the message. "It's Flick. She's invited me around for drinks. She say's today has been stressful and we should have some fun."

"You should go," Jordan urged her.

Heidi scowled. "Are you trying to get rid of me?"

"Hardly," Jordan told her. "But I need to sleep. That chair isn't going to be comfortable and I'm not going anywhere any time soon. Plus we both know my mum's going to be here soon."

Heidi pulled a face. "Yeah, I don't need to be here to hear the lecture you're going to get. I guess a girly night would be good."

"I think this is what I needed," Lara nodded, sinking into one of Felicity's couches. "A night with the girls. Did Heidi reply?"

Felicity shook her head. "I'm not sure if I'd be up for it if I were her. Lord knows what she was thinking," she quickly added after seeing the suspicious stare Lara was giving her.

"Mmmm," Lara frowned. "So I see you have a thing for roses," she said, indicating the blooms that filled the room.

"Being a Yorkshire lass, they're what Cole associates with me," Felicity explained. "They're his way of apologising. Though I'm not sure I needed so many."

Lara laughed. "What did he do?"

Felicity opened her mouth to reply, but was stopped by the door intercom. "I'll be right back," she told Lara, heading over to the intercom. "Hello?"

"Flick, do me a favour and tell the security guard that I'm not some psycho rugby groupie and let me in."

"Heidi?" Felicity said in surprise as she answered the buzzer. "I wasn't expecting you."

There was a pause. "You sent me a text message," Heidi told her, clearly sounding confused.

"I know," Felicity said. "I just... thought you'd still be at the hospital. But come up! I'm glad you came. I'm on the eighteenth floor. I'll meet you at the lift." She stuck her head back into the living room. "That's Heidi. She's coming after all. I'm just going to meet her at the lift."

"I'm not going anywhere," Lara sighed, snuggling further into the couch.

Chuckling to herself, Felicity headed to the lift. Heidi was already stepping out of it by the time she got there. "This is a nice apartment building," Heidi muttered, glancing up and down the corridor. Twenty four hour security?"

"It's Cole's," Felicity admitted, opening the door to the apartment and ushering her in. "Under normal circumstances I would never have looked at a place like this – it would be well out of my price range. However, I'm not complaining about being in an apartment complex which has its own pool and gym."

"Flick, this place is massive," Heidi exclaimed, her eyes wide as she gazed around the open-planned apartment.

"You want to try the couch," Lara called. "Or at least the other couch, because I'm not giving this one up."

"Here," Felicity offered Heidi an oversized glass of strawberry wine, filled nearly to the top.

"Why does it look like there's a full bottle in here?" Heidi asked, suspiciously.

"Probably because there is," Felicity shrugged grabbing her own glass. "So," she started, leading her into the living room. "How's Jordan?"

Heidi was about to respond when she sank into the couch. "Oh my god, it's like sitting in a giant cloud!"

"That's exactly what I said!" Lara agreed. "I've decided I'm moving in."

"What is that?" Heidi asked with an excited squeal, spotting the cat. "Here, kitty, kitty," she coaxed it over. "Oh, who's a pretty girl?" she cooed at it. "How long have you had a cat?" she asked, sending Felicity an accusatory stare.

"Sorry," Felicity shrugged. "He is called Milo and I only got him this afternoon. I didn't really want to make a big deal of everything while we were all worrying about Jordan."

"Oh," Heidi sighed, sinking back into the chair with Milo on her lap. "Jordan is fine. He's already bored, but he's a much better patient than Dean ever was."

"Do I want to know?" Felicity asked, pulling a face.

"Dean drowned," Lara sighed. "A while ago now. Rescue went wrong. Anyway, he was the worst patient ever. His overnight stay in hospital turned into a couple of hours and then he was back at work.

"That's not important," Heidi declared. "He's alright, and thankfully, so is Jordan. What I want to know is how you ended up with a kitten."

"He's eight months," Felicity told her. "I'm not entirely sure he's still classed as a kitten. But," she added, seeing the impatient glare Heidi was giving her. "He's an apology present."

"Along with hundreds of roses you can see around the room," Lara added.

Heidi looked around, her eyes wide in amazement. "Holy crap. He must have bought out a store."

"Three, apparently," Felicity muttered.

"What the hell did he do?" Heidi blinked.

"That's what I asked," Lara said, looking pointedly at Felicity.

"And I was about to tell you," Felicity shot back at her. "But Heidi arrived." She pulled her feet up underneath her and took a large sip of wine. "We got into an argument because he doesn't like the fact I'm friends with Chase. He thinks Chase has a thing for me."

Heidi snorted. "Please. That's obvious."

Lara frowned, watching Felicity. "You two haven't, you know?"

Felicity shook her head. "No. We haven't." She chewed at her lip. "Look if I tell you something, you can't tell anyone else."

Lara's eyes widened. "Oh my god, you did!"

"No!" Felicity objected. "We haven't done anything," she repeated. "But he nearly kissed me. And I nearly let him," she admitted, before reaching for her glass and downing half of it.

"Do you like Chase?" Heidi asked, blinking.

Very slowly, Felicity nodded. "It's hard not to," she told them, frowning as the both laughed. "Yeah, you can stop laughing now," she grumbled, flushing. "Nothing's going to happen. I'm marrying Cole."

"Is that why you've been ignoring him for the past week?" Heidi asked, thoughtfully.

"I haven't been ignoring him, I've been avoiding him," Felicity corrected her. "I didn't know what to say and that seemed to be the easiest thing I could do."

"That's what I thought too," Lara muttered.

"Come again?" Felicity frowned.

From the other side of the room, mirroring Felicity's previous actions, Lara proceeded to empty the contents of her glass of wine down her throat. Then, setting the glass on the table beside her, inhaled deeply. "," she said, so quickly all the words merged into one.

"What?" Heidi asked, pulling a face.

The look of confusion was also on Felicity. "You know, it really sounded like you kissed Dean," she laughed. The laughing died away as she realised Lara was looking awkwardly at the patterns in the leather of the couch.

Heidi's mouth fell open. "You're shitting me!" she cried. "You. And Dean?"

"Now why do I get laughed at for nearly kissing Chase, but you struggle to believe she's kissed Dean?" Felicity asked, pouting.

"Because it's Chase," Heidi informed her, pulling a face. "I mean, he's just so... Chase. It's like discovering someone has a crush on your ten year old brother."

"Thanks," Felicity mumbled, seeing Lara nod her head in agreement. She held her hands up in the universal signal for stop. "Whatever. You and Dean? When?"

"A week ago," Lara admitted.

"How?" Felicity asked.

"Well, seeing as you only nearly kissed, I can see how you wouldn't get that, but the lips of two people-"

Heidi was cut off by the cushion bouncing off the side of her head, courtesy of Felicity. "I know how you kiss, muppet," Felicity rolled her eyes. "I want to know how those two ended up kissing!"

"It was the day we were on the dunes and everything kicked off with Graham Cooper," Lara explained. "He came around to mine for a pizza and a movie, and one thing led to another."

"Did you sleep with him?" Heidi asked.

Lara quickly shook her head. "He left soon afterwards."

"Did you call him on it?" asked Felicity.

"Yeah," Lara sighed. "He said it would never happen again. And the next thing I know, he's with that police officer, Zoe."

Heidi pulled a face, wincing. "Um, from what I could gather from Chase, he and Jordan went out last night because Dean had a date and he didn't want Chase about."

"That sucks," Felicity sighed, reaching for her wine.

"I was trying to tell him that I wasn't sure if it would be a good idea if we got together, considering we worked together, but I was willing to give it a try. He just never let me get that far with my explanation."

"It can work if you work together," Heidi muttered, distractedly. She looked up, blinking as she realised Felicity and Lara were staring at her and cleared her throat. "Oh, yeah, I'm seeing Jordan."

Lara, who was actually watching Felicity, allowed her mouth to fall open. "You knew!" she accused.

Felicity shrugged, holding up her now empty glass. "Look at that. I need a refill."

"Oh, you get your ass back in here!" Lara yelled at her as Felicity scarpered into the kitchen area. Seeing she wasn't listening, she dashed in after her. "You actually knew, didn't you?"

"I might have done," she admitted, emptying the contents of another bottle of wine into the glass. "But," she said, using the empty bottle to point at Lara. "It would appear you did too!"

"How do you both know?" Heidi demanded from behind them.

"I saw you kiss him," Lara shrugged, turning back to Felicity. "How did you know?"

"On my first day here, you, Chase and Dean had me believing Heidi and Jordan were 'at it like rabbits'," she explained, using finger quotes. "And when I called Jordan on it, he was that surprised I knew, he couldn't make a convincing case otherwise."

The three women stared at each other in various stages of disbelief. It was Heidi who spoke first. "At it like rabbits?" she asked Lara accusatorily. "Really? That's not the kind of prank you pull on a new starter, you know."

"That's what I said!" Felicity exclaimed. She pulled herself up onto the kitchen counter and stared thoughtfully at Lara. "Dean likes you, you know."

"And he just happened to confess that one to you, did he?" Lara scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"Really?" Heidi asked, her hands on her hips. "Hello, we're talking about the Gallagher brothers. I think when it comes to who either of them like, the only people who don't know are you two."

"We're not talking about me and Chase," Felicity responded, shaking her head. "Who we should be talking about is you and Jordan. I mean, you're clearly getting some – is it good?"

Heidi let out a cackle. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Not really," Felicity shrugged, acting nonchalant. "I just thought I would ask to be polite."

"Flick, she doesn't have to tell you if she doesn't want to," Lara scolded her. "But she does have to tell me," she added, turning to her friend.

Heidi merely grinned and wiggled her eyebrows before dashing back into the living room. Lara and Felicity shared a look before chasing after her. "No fair!" Felicity yelled.

Hey y'all! Did you miss me? Ha ha, only kidding. But seriously, sorry for the disappearing act. The ass-hat boss quit, we got taken over, and suddenly I have work to do – it makes me soooo happy. I'm editing comic books of all things! As it happens, updating may become a little irregular (I will try, I promise!) because the DJing will start up properly next week, and until a replacement can be found, looks like I'm in charge of the karaoke the following night too. (I tell you, bed at 4am on a Wednesday, followed by bed at 2am on a Thursday, along with a day job... well, let's just say I will be living proof that zombies really exist, LOL). What have y'all been up to? Finding something to occupy yourself with on a Monday night?

Miley - LOL, yes she is. Me too, and it might happen (eventually!)

Madison - Does it help that she's not denying it anymore? I will sort him - I have something written already... I just don't know if I like it.

meddrama - Do you know, considering he's a new (and admittedly, somewhat random) character, I adore Lachie. But I'm sure I can arrange some sort rescuing, lol

SarahSoph - Um, I'll be honest, I'm not sure if anything will be resolved too soon, I'm afraid, although, I think we might be making progress. I agree - it probably was written way in advance, and I think it is up there with my favourites too. I cannot get my hands on The Blackchords to save my life. I prefer to buy music, but it's not on itunes (grrrr), so any clues on where I might get my hands on downloading them - even if I have to resort to not too legal means? Was never keen on Foals, but I'm liking the other stuff! Thank you

Rescuelover - Hmmm, I think I am going to live in the land of denial for a year and see if it comes back. (It's a lovely place - I visit frequently). It did make me feel happy, and you were right, it did get better (literally overnight too), so thank you. I love KP - I'm going to see her in October and I can't wait!

J - My favourite character is Vince. I adore him - and him and Lachie in the last few episodes have been priceless. But even though they've mentioned it, it never occured to me to pair him and Michelle up. However, the idea has now been planted in my head, so watch this space! I think they Lara and Dean are together, off in Rescue world. I think Lara would have missed the job too much and then come back.

MMC gang - LOL, I too shouted at the screen, something along the lines of... 'wrong brother, you idiot!' It startled the cats. Heidi and Jordan were a cute couple - they had to get back together!

retardedgazelle - Thank you... I had forgotten about Our Lady Peace and dug their albums out and spent a couple of happy hours reminding myself why I had the albums! I had to DL the GA soundtrack after watching that episode (I didn't think they would pull it off, but they did and Sara ramirez has one heck of a voice!) I have Running on Sunshine on all the time when I'm driving to work. Sadly, I tend to forget I'm sat in the car and start dancing around to it. Needless to say, there are usually a few amused faces in the rush hour traffic around me. And you must finish it - that is an order (:-P)