Cal paced up and down the flat. It was getting late and Ethan still hadn't returned. He was starting to get worried that something might have happened to him. All he could think about was Ethan had done something drastic. Cal shook the dreadful thought out of his mind. No, Ethan wouldn't be that stupid. Every now and then Cal kept thinking he could hear the key in the lock turn, but it was just his imagination. Cal would give Ethan another 2 hours. If he still hadn't come back in by the time he went to bed then he would call the police. He must have fallen asleep because when he woke up he found himself slumped on the sofa. For a minute Cal remained still hoping he would hear noises coming from Ethan's bedroom. Nothing. Ethan still hadn't returned home. Cal picked up his phone and was about to dial 999 when an incoming call came in. Looking at the caller ID Cal read the name. It was Charlie. Why would Charlie be calling him at this time of night? A worrying thought entered his mind. Ethan. What had happened to him?

"Charlie?" Cal said down the phone.

"Cal, we need you to come to the hospital." Charlie sound worried.

"Charlie, is it Ethan?"

"Just get here as soon as you can." Charlie replied and then ended the call.

When Charlie ended the call, Cal knew it had something to do with Ethan. Grabbing his keys and jacket he headed out to his car. All the way to the hospital Cal kept praying Ethan was alright.

"God, Nibbles. If you've done anything stupid I will never forgive myself."

Bursting through the doors Cal ran up to reception. Noel was busy sorting out files.

"Noel, where's Charlie?" Cal inquired urgently.

"He's in RESUS."

Cal hastily walked up to RESUS. The scene in front of him shook him to his core. There was a lot of commotion going on as he could see Zoe pressing down on Ethan's chest while Lofty, Charlie and Rita were rushing around pushing fluids in and pumping oxygen. Zoe turned around while continuing to do CPR and saw Cal.

"Charlie." Zoe indicated with her head.

Charlie turned and saw Cal too. Charlie left Lofty and Rita to carry on while he went over to Cal.

"Cal, you shouldn't be here. Let's take you to the staffroom."

Cal couldn't feel his legs. He didn't know if he could move at that moment in time. He just let Charlie guide him to the staffroom.

"What happened?"

"Some passerby found him lying face down in the river near the churchyard. They called 999. When Dix and Iain arrived at the scene he had no pulse and hypothermia was beginning to set in."

Cal looked up at Charlie.

"How did it happen?"

"We don't know the full details but, it looks like he tried to kill himself."

Cal fell silent. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He shook his head vigorously. No, Ethan wouldn't be that stupid. Cal stood up.

"WHY?" Cal screamed. "HOW COULD HE HAVE BEEN THAT STUPID?"

"Cal, calm down." Charlie said trying to placate him.

"CALM DOWN? HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO CALM DOWN?"

"Listen. I saw him in the pub a few hours before he left. He seemed to be okay."

The two of them were interrupted by a knock at the door. The door opened to reveal Rita.

"Sorry to disturb you, but we've found this in Ethan's coat pocket. It's addressed to Cal."

Cal slowly walked over to Rita and took the piece of paper from her. Cold dread rushed through his veins. If this was what he thought it was then he didn't want to read it. Reading the letter would only confirm Charlie's guess and he didn't want it to be true. Cal nodded his thanks to Rita and turned back to face Charlie. His hands started trembling.