Just a little something I wrote when I was bored. Nothing to do with any recent spoilers about the boys.

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The Secret Life Of Casualty.

Chapter 100.

Ethan didn't feel like celebrating new year, it was their second year without Matilda and sadly, their real mum had passed from Huntingsons disease.

Cal found his brother in the living room, head in hands, staring blankly at the TV,

"Are you ok?" Cal asked.

"Fine" Ethan sniffed, turning to look at Cal, he looked as upset as Ethan felt.

He had briefly met Emile, when she was admitted to the ED, as her condition got worse, and Ethan had been the doctor trying his best to make her comfortable, and just before she passed her words were:

"Your - my - son" She had struggled, due to her condition, to get her words out.

He shook his head to get rid of his thoughts, he hardly knew this woman.


The brothers knew that they should go to Emile's funeral to pay their respects.

There wasn't many people, sitting in the church, there was just Shelle, who Cal remembered, Ethan thought it was quite sad.

The vicar, father Bill, who did most weddings and funerals around holby, started.

"We are here to say goodbye to Emile Grommet, who was mother to two sons called Steven and Micheal. "

Ethan looked at Cal questiongly, what he hadn't mentioned was that "Caleb" and "Ethan" weren't their births names.

"Who are they?" Ethan asked, thinking that Emile, had other sons.

Cal took a breath. "They are us, Ethan "

"What?" His brother asked, completely confused.

"Micheal and Steven are our real names. Matilda must have given us "Cal " and "Ethan " when she adopted us. "

Ethan felt sick. "I need some air" He muttered,standing and leaving the church.

Matilda was buried, a few graves down and Ethan found himself walking towards her grave.

"Mu- I mean, Matilda, I can't believe you didn't tell Cal and I, that we were adopted. " He felt tears well up. "We trusted you and you let us down " Ethan was now experiencing feelings that he hadn't had before. Anger, anger at Matilda, anger at Cal.

He kicked the stone in frustration.

"Hey! Calm down!" Cal ran towards him and restrained him, from lashing out anymore.

"Get off" Ethan said, trying to shove Cal away.

"No. Ethan I'm here, I'm not going anywhere. "

Ethan looked up at Cal and felt the tears come down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry" He muttered.

Her"Don't be" Cal waved off his apology as he put an arm around him as the two of them turned and headed home, both lost in thought about their two mothers. "Your allowed to be upset, Ethan "


Sorry, I didn't do the whole funeral service, I have done it in previous stories and I know it can be quite boring to read through and it takes forever to write.