Phoenixglow005: Thank you for the review. Good guesses on who the poem might have been about, and although it could have been seen from the perspective of Iain and Dylan, it was actually about Ethan and Adam Trueman.
The Secret Life Of Casualty.
Chapter 402.
Love. That was a word Dylan didn't think would enter his vocabulary, until he meet Ciara at AA. There they were each relying on alcohol to get them through their troubled lives, it had become an addiction, then that addiction had become each other. She had began turning up at the ED, hoping to bump in to the anti- social doctor.
Later he would discover she was being abused by her husband. First he slapped her. When Dylan found out, she'd given him the old excuse that she'd walked in to a cupboard at home, he didn't believe her. The second time she was admitted with adnominal pain, David had ushered her in to a cubicle, while she hoped that Dylan would treat her.
"Where's Dylan?" She'd asked.
"He's with another patient" David told her.
"I need him, " She'd whispered, before coming down with severe pain.
David wheeled her in to RESUS.
"Is that?" Dylan had whispered.
"Yep, "
"What happened?" He asked.
"Presenting with abdominal pain"
Dylan had got a doppler probe. Warning Clara that the gel would be cold, Dylan lifted her hospital gown and squirted the gel on her stomach. He looked at the screen, turning it away from Clara.
Eventually, he put the probe down. "Your suffering from an ectopic pregnancy"
"Is there anything you can do to save it?" She had asked.
"No," Dylan replied, with a shake of his head.
Her care was taken out of his hands then as she was taken to theatre to remove the pregnancy.
Dylan had managed to get her a private room, away from prying eyes. (Mostly Joel)
"Don't tell Joel about the baby, " She'd whispered, a few hours later, when back from theatre.
Dylan was confused, surely she'd want him to know she'd just lost their baby.
"It wasn't Joel's"
Dylan still looked confused.
"It was yours, Dylan"
Dylan was shocked, he had never considered kids, and now he had lost one without even knowing it was his.
A knock on the door disturbed him. It was David.
"Joel's here"
He needed to keep him away from her. He walked out the door, in to the corridor.
"Clara's resting"
Joel looked at Dylan, he didn't like this man. "Let me see her"
Dylan restrained him. "She's resting" He repeated.
"Clara " Joel screamed.
Two security guards took the still screaming Joel away. Once Joel was out of sight, Dylan walked back in to her room.
"He's gone" He said, simply.
Ciara breathed a sigh of relief.
"Come and stay with me on my boat" He said, he knew when she was discharged, she wouldn't want to go back to the house she'd shared with him.
She was discharged the next morning. Dylan had collected her, they'd got a taxi and went back to his boat.
"Make yourself at home " He said, once he'd unlocked the door.
He'd spent the night stroking her hair, promising to look after her and her dog.
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