Thank you for all the positive reviews. You've given me confidence to continue. This chapter isn't as good as the first but it's a start to the plot currently unravelling in my head.

It was 7am and a young red haired woman slowly moved her way through the entrance of Holby City hospital. Her right hand firmly held the hand a small red haired child. Her left hand clutched at her abdomen wistfully hoping it will dull the pain. She knows who it is she looking for and after a very brief internet search knows their specialty. It was merely now a case of navigating her way around the hospital. Easier said than done the woman thought to herself. She sat down heavily in an empty chair.

'Are you ok Mummy?' the child asks the woman

'Yes darling' the woman tries to smile at her child in a reassuring manor. 'Mummy just needs a minutes rest and then we will be on our way'.

'Are you ok there?' A smiling blond nurse asks the woman.

'Yes' the woman said slightly breathlessly. 'Well we're little lost. I'm trying to find someone.'

'You look to me as though you are in a bit of pain' the blond nurse places a reassuring hand on the woman's arm. 'My name is Chantelle. Perhaps I could fetch a wheelchair and you could tell me where you were headed?'

'That might be a plan' the pale red haired woman laughs the reality of her situation is becoming apparent to her. This was perhaps a foolish idea after all. 'I'm sorry if I'm being a pain.'

'Oh no don't be silly' Chantelle smiles reassuringly at the woman. She recognises a man coming through the entrance. 'Mr Spence?' she calls to him 'could you help me with something please?'

'Sure thing Nurse Lane' the man's American accent evokes something in the woman's memory. 'Anything for you.' He strolled over the women. 'Well I'll be damned.' The American looked shocked his memory also serving him well. 'You're Jasmine Burrows'.

'And you are Mr Michael Spence the heroic friend of my half-sister' Jasmine responded to him offering her hand. 'How are you?'

'Well better than you I'd say' Michael says as he shakes the woman's hand.

'Oh you know each other' Chantelle beams. 'Isn't that handy?'

Jasmine suddenly groaned and bent forward in the chair grabbing her stomach. The pain had become past bearable and she felt herself beginning to faint.

'My daughter...'she managed to say weakly as she fell forward onto Mr Spence's waiting shoulder.

'Mummy!' the child cried out in alarm.

Chantelle took the child's hand as Mr Spence called for assistance and gave instructions for the woman to be moved up to Keller ward. 'Don't worry' the kind nurse spoke softly to the child. 'We're going to look after your Mummy'.

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Jac woke before Jonny. She always did and it had become a standing joke between the pair of them. She looked across the pillows at his sleeping face. She liked to see him peaceful at rest. It was a stark contrast to his usual hyperactivity when he was awake.

'Jac?' Jonny spoke with his eyes still closed. 'Are you staring at me?'

'Yes I'm admiring my skinny nurse fiancé' she smiled as she spoke. His eyes suddenly opened and in a flash he had rolled on top of her pining her to the bed.

'Don't you mean handsome Scottish stud of a fiancé?' He grinned at her.

'No I don't think I know anyone who matches that description.' She struggled to keep her face deadpan.

'Your words they hurt' Jonny says before placing a kiss on Jacs lips. At that moment her phone begins to ring. 'Aargh!' Jonny groaned 'don't they know the meaning of day off?' he rolled off her freeing her to find her phone.

'It is nine thirty and its only Michael' Jac informs him as she answers it. 'Oi Spence. I'm trying to have lie in here' she speaks into the phone. Jonny watches as Jac's expression changes; a worried frown forming on her previously mischievous face. 'But I thought she was in India' she says next. Jonny sat up thinking about Jacs absent relations in India. 'Well what does she want...To talk to me?' Jac is listening intently to the man on the phone. 'But…But Michael' Jonny can tell she is trying to butt into Mr Spence's insistent speech. 'Well ok.' Jac says finally 'yes I'll come in but don't tell her yet. I'm not promising I'll see her.' Jac ended the call and turned to face Jonny. 'Remember I told you about my mother' Jac says.

'Not a tale I'm likely to forget' Jonny says 'don't tell me she has returned?' Jonny's voice rises slightly. Jac remembers how angry he been on her behalf when she has told him the unfortunate truth of her parentage.

'No not her' Jac closes her eyes 'my half-sister. Apparently she has turned up at Holby very sick and desperate to talk to me.'

'What do you want to do?' Jonny asks.

'Well Michael was fairly instant so I'm going in' she sighed 'but I've not decided to see her yet.'

Jonny pulled her close to him and held her. 'Then that's what we'll do' he says.