I'm just going to say in advance before you start reading, this will be a baby fic, and some #Berena is included too, just to warn you. So if you don't like that then don't read it. For those who do, I hope you like it xx
I Prayed For You
Another Monday morning was just like any other at Holby, the entrance already filling up with patients and colleagues arriving for their shift. Henrik Hanssen stood with a small latte in his hand as he looked towards the security as they allowed people inside.
"Morning Henrik, you're in early?"
The consultant looked up to see Serena Campbell watching him closely, a warm smile on her face as she held a pain au chocolat in her hand.
"Breakfast?" He asked, looking at the pastry she was holding.
"It's for Bernie, she had to come in early this morning, an emergency surgery so I know she'll be needing this."
"Well she's very lucky to have you looking after her."
"Oh she always is. Henrik, are you waiting for someone in particular? Claire on the till said you've been standing here for quite some time?"
"Well if you must know, I'm waiting for Ms MacMillan."
"Oh of course, I'm sorry. I'd forgotten she was due back today."
"I still believe it's too soon but, trying to tell her that seems to be an impossible task at the moment."
"It's been eight weeks Henrik, the poor thing will undoubtedly be going stir crazy at home."
"I'd rather that than her coming back too soon."
"Well you're here to keep your eye on her, we all are, you know that. We will all help any way we can."
"Yes, thank you Serena."
"What about you?"
"What about me?"
"How are you Henrik, after all, he was your friend too?"
"Yes well, that came to a very sudden end when I found out what he'd done to Roxanna."
"Of course, but having said that. All those years of friendship before this happened, I mean it must have…"
"Serena, please don't think I'm being rude but I don't want to discuss John. Whatever he may have meant to me…to Roxanna, that all stopped when he tried to end her life, I feel nothing for him, not now, I just can't."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything."
"No, you were looking out for me and I do appreciate that. I just think that the best thing we can do for Roxanna now is help her to move on from all of this, show her who her true friends are."
"Well, no time like the present is there?"
Henrik looked at her, seeing her smile as he followed her gaze to see Roxanna walking through the doors, the security quickly checking her bags and running the scanner over her person. Henrik took a deep intake of breath as he looked over to see one of his best friends in the world, the woman he cared so very much for, dressed in dark navy trousers, a light blue blouse and her blue coat. Seeing her standing metres from him, he felt a sudden ease come over him, having her back where she belonged.
Roxanna smiled her thanks to the security guard as he passed her the bag.
"Welcome back Ms MacMillan."
"Thank you Simon."
Roxanna turned to make her way to the elevator but stopped when she saw Henrik and Serena looking over at her. She made her way over to them, smiling to them both.
"Good morning Serena…Henrik."
Serena moved and hugged the taller woman, before pulling back.
"Welcome back Roxanna, you're looking wonderful."
"Oh, well thank you. I've certainly had plenty of time to rest."
Everything went silent as Roxanna looked up at Henrik who was standing looking at her.
"Well, I should really get this up to Bernie, if you'll excuse me."
Roxanna said her goodbyes to Serena before turning back to her friend. Henrik suddenly remembered he was holding the warm cup in his hand as he passed it to Roxanna.
"For you, I thought you might need one on your first day back."
"Thank you Henrik."
She took a sip from the cup, closing her eyes when she swallowed the hot liquid.
"Just what the doctor ordered, have you been waiting for me?" She asked.
"I thought you could perhaps use a little support on your first day back."
"That's very sweet of you Henrik, If I'm honest, I'm a little nervous."
"Why don't we go to your office and get you settled back in?"
Roxanna nodded as they made their way to the elevator, Henrik's hand warm on her back as he guided her in to the elevator, taking her bags for her while she drank her latte.
When the elevator door opened, Roxanna felt butterflies in her stomach, she relaxed a little when she felt Henrik's hand on her back again, instantly calming her.
"Ms MacMillan, you're back."
Roxanna looked up to see Meena rushing towards her.
"Henrik?" She said nervously.
"Oh Ms MacMillan, I'm so so sorry for what I did to you. I should have been paying more attention, I don't know how I will ever make it up to you, with hitting you and Professor Gaskall and I…"
"Ms Chowdhury, perhaps we ought to give Ms MacMillan some time to get herself settled back in, don't you think?"
"Oh, oh yes of course. I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking."
"It's quite al-right Meena, just give me a little while to get settled and then we can talk."
"I'm sure you have patients you could be attending too Ms Chowdhury?" Henrik replied.
The young doctor nodded her head before she walked away from them, Roxanna squeezing Henrik's arm before they made their way in to her office. He closed the door behind him as he watched Roxanna look around her office, seeing the yellow roses on her desk.
"Did you do this?" She asked, as she leaned down to smell the flowers before turning back to him.
"I thought they might brighten up your office, a splash of colour always makes people feel happier."
"Perhaps the wrong choice of words at present."
Roxanna leant against her desk as Henrik walked towards her, taking hold of her hand as she looked up at him.
"It's foolish isn't it. I've spent at least 6 weeks in this very hospital recovering, I've seen our friends, our colleagues most days. I'm not sure why I feel like I do now."
"Because you're no longer the patient but rather the doctor, it will take you time to get settled back in to a routine but you will."
"Yes, I know."
"However if you feel it's still to early to come back then you are more than…"
"Henrik, if I have to sit and watch one more day-time television programme or stare at the same four walls for one more day, I will go stir crazy.
"Speaking of crazy, I owe you an apology."
"For not believing you, when you told me about you suspicions about John. I believed him over you, believed that you were reading to much in to things, working to hard. He made me believe you were the crazy one and for one horrible minute I believed it."
"John was very convincing, I don't blame you Henrik. I just wish I'd told you everything sooner, then perhaps….well perhaps he, that I…"
Henrik could see the tears forming in Roxanna's eyes as he leant against the desk beside her, his arm coming around her waist before he felt her lean in to him, her head on his shoulder.
To Be Continued…