Chapter 2

A/N There are a few scenes through out this fic which will include words from the TV series, which I will mention at the beginning of chapters. Some pieces of this chapter (and the previous ones) were from the show and I didn't write it myself. Hope you enjoy this one, please continue to review with any thoughts or questions!

The ED was brimming with patients as Connie strutted into the department that morning. She shivered slightly as she stepped into the warmth and saw the groups of patients waiting to be seen. Connie was wearing a pair of black trousers and a loose white blouse underneath a coat which was wrapped around her slim figure.

She collected some folders from reception but almost dropped one which was caught by Jacob. He handed it back to her before she turned and walked away. Instead of going the other way he walked slightly behind her. "I can manage, if you don't think that maybe you should take an IQ test… Don't follow me, I'm not going to say thank you." Jacob continued to walk after her and Connie continued to ignore him.

"Seriously, Jacob I'm not going to thank you for something I needed no help with-" "Well I guess you don't have to where you're from." She stopped outside her office door and turned to face him. "And what's that supposed to mean?" Jacob shrugged "I just assume you're from somewhere that manners aren't really required…" Connie nodded slightly pushing the door open and walking inside.

She placed the folders on her desk as Jacob rolled around the door frame and came inside. "Don't come in, I've not said you can come in." Jacob completely ignored her before asking his own questions. "So it's not somewhere posh then?" Connie sighed ignoring him and wandering around her desk. "Do you know what, that's interesting." She took her coat off and placed it over the back of the chair only vaguely listening to what Jacob was saying.

"That makes sense, because there's something, slight only a little bit but definitely something." Connie spoke over the top of him quietly "Don't sit down… Don't sit down!" She raised her voice towards the end before glaring across the room at him. He ignored everything and continued on unaffected. "Straight up, between me and you. You dragged yourself outta somewhere didn't you?" When Connie didn't answer and kept her eyes away from him Jacob moved forward on his chair. "The ends?" She finally lifted her head slightly before looking back down. The falter in her body language was enough for Jacob.

Jacob laughed causing her to look up at him. "Connie Beauchamp is from the ends. No-" the glare increased from Connie as he continued to talk. "Come on where-" "Do you not have work to do?"

"Where you from-" "Patients to treat?"

"Where are you from-" "Paperwork to fill out, cupboards to arrange?"

Jacob laughed again "Where are you from-" "When you won the most annoying man in the world did you get a trophy-" "Just a medal…" They walked from the office as he continued to question her. "Where are you from? Where are you from-" They bumped into Charlie who watched with amusement as Connie leant on the nurses' station while trying to ignore Jacob. "Where are you from-" "I'm not going to tell you." "Come on Connie."

Charlie continued to watch before Jacob turned to him. "Does she wind everyone up like this?" She turned her head slightly to look at him "Me? You want to try being someone who has to put up with you for 24 hours… Now if you don't mind, I do actually have a job to do instead of wasting my time." Connie walked away from Jacob who watched her as she walked away with a smile on his face. He'd get it out of her eventually, somehow he'd make her say it.

Connie made it most of the shift without many comments from Jacob and she was happy with that. She was finishing with a particularly difficult patient as she made her way to her office. Stopping briefly with her hand resting on the handle she looked up as she heard Jacob's voice round the corner.

"So, you ready to tell me where you're from yet?" Connie moved her hand and turned to face him properly with her hands folded across her chest. "And what makes you think I'm going to tell you anything?" Jacob mimicked her crossing his arms across his front. "What, you don't think I could get it out of you?" Connie raised an eyebrow before stepping closer to Jacob and leaning towards him. "I don't think you really know who you're dealing with, staff nurse Masters…"

Connie moved past Jacob and walked into cubicles where she stood opposite Ethan. He handed her a folder before beginning to reel off the details. Jacob stayed where he was by her office door looking across the department at her. Rita moved past him with Iain and a patient "Jacob I could use your help in resus…" but he didn't move. He looked towards the patient whilst Connie ran her eyes from the papers to Jacob. She watched him before moving her gaze back to Ethan while Jacob watched her once again.

Before either moved to where they should be they paused for a moment. Connie pulled the curtain to the cubicle open but before closing it she looked at Jacob still standing by her office. Their eyes met for the briefest of moments before Connie pulled the curtain around and Jacob headed off to where Rita had disappeared.

As Connie sat in her office she thought about Grace while looking at a picture of her on her phone. Instead of calling her she put it away and began looking back to the paperwork and emails before her.

About an hour later and Connie was still there. She sat with her head back in the chair as someone knocked quickly at the door. Before she had too much of an opportunity to answer they let themselves in. "Staff nurse Masters, to what do I owe this pleasure?" He smiled closing the door behind him before wandering to the sofa at the side of the room.

"Couldn't leave without seeing your beautiful face could I?" Connie shook her head before picking up her pen once again. She wasn't paying enough attention to him to notice he was sitting watching her. "So when are you going to go home tonight-" "I thought we'd had this conversation. My life and what I do is nothing to do with you." Moving her full attention back to the paperwork she began writing something.

Jacob stood up and walked towards the desk tapping his fingers on the corner. "Come on, surely you must have something better to do. Connie Beauchamp, the rich, extravagant lifestyle and nothing to do in the evening?" Finally putting the pen back down and looking up at him she watched him walk about the room. "What's your point?" He didn't speak until she moved her eyes away from him. "Let me give you something to do-" "Pardon?"

He stopped in front of her desk before sitting in the chair opposite her. Resting on the edge of it he caught her attention again. "Let me take you to dinner-" "I don't think that's going to happen do you?" Jacob shrugged "You didn't think I could find out where you were from-" "You don't know so I was right…" "You live close to where I grew up."

Connie looked up at him narrowing her eyes. "And since when is Peckham close to-" She stopped speaking as Jacob smiled and walked towards the door. "I rest my case. Guess I'll see you tomorrow Mrs B, I'm sure we could do dinner some other time." She rolled her eyes watching as he closed the door behind himself. As soon as he was gone she felt herself smiling before dropping her head. One of these days she'd regret something between them, it was just a matter of what, when and where.