LindaAndrewsfan: Thank you for the review, glad you liked it.
Guest: Thank for the review, glad you found it sweet.
Winnie The Pooh Eyre: I'll be honest, I didn't understand why you wrote, it didn't make sense to me.
Was written for LindaAndrewsfan.
The bit about Charlie is made up.
This wasn't supposed to be linked with the other chapters, but it just kind of worked out that way.
The Secret Life Of Casualty.
Chapter 214.
Charlie had called the team for a meeting as Linda was due back in work today, as the leaving period Tess had signed her off on after Jessica's death, had ended. But, she was holed up in her flat, still in her pj's, staring blankly at the TV. Her phone bleeped, but she choose to ignore it.
"Are you OK?"
"Are you OK?" She text again, worried when she received no reply.
Finally, Linda dragged herself from the sofa and went for a shower, she hadn't washed her hair in days. She looked in the mirror to see her hair was sticking to her face. She turned on the warm water and stepped in.
Getting out, she wrapped the towel around her, brushed her teeth and went to get dressed, putting on her scrubs and putting her hair up in a ponytail, grabbing her jacket and bag and leaving the flat.
Jessica was waiting for Linda at the entrance of the ED with a coffee and a smile as she knew that a friendly face was important.
Linda was with Jessica for most if the day as Charlie had told Jessica that Linda could do with a friend. Jessica knew this as all she had wanted when her baby died, was a friend. They made the beds in cubicles and RESUS and took some blood.
At the end of the shift, Charlie was walking home, when he saw someone he recognized.
"Linda?" He called.
Charlie found Linda at baby Jessica's grave, she was kneeling in front of it, covering her eyes.
"It gets easier with time, " Charlie spoke kindly, putting a hand on Linda's shoulder.
What Linda didn't know was, Charlie and his ex - wife, Baz had lost a baby and it was buried in this very cemetery.
She looked at him. "How?" She asked.
"Because I have a son. "
Charlie took Linda to a grave, a few spaces away.
Linda looked at the grave in front of her.
"Jack Fairhead.
Sleep tight. "
"He was born before Loui. " Charlie managed a smile.
Linda felt touched that Charlie felt he could open up to her, she doubted that many people in the ED knew about his other son.
They both left the cemetery and Charlie brought Linda a hot chocolate as well as himself. He then walked her home, and told her not to worry if she didn't turn up for work the next day. Linda nodded, thanked him, and then went inside, smiling at the ultrasound scan of her daughter. She would never forget her daughter Jessica Louise Andrews.
Well, that was that, I hope you enjoyed it. I think that wasn't what the prompter had in mind, but I can't control the way these words come out on paper...
Next chapter: A photographer struggles when her model bails out on her, but where will she find another person for her job at short notice?
