Nun-Nurse: A series of one shots

Jealousy and passion

"So Shelagh. What you up to?" Trixie asked perching herself on the edge of Shelagh's desk. The former nun was facing the remaining patients with her colleagues.

"Do you think she is blind?" Shelagh asked out of the blue.

"Blind? Who?" Trixie asked perplexed.

"Mrs Jones. Can she not see his ring?" Trixie scanned the crowd and lay her eyes on Doctor Turner talking to Mrs Jones.

"I just thing she does not care." Trixie replies, disgusted at the sight of that women- married as well- flirting so openly with Shelagh's husband.

"Ugh, look! She is making doe eyes! I could slap her!" Shelagh's eyes flared anger.

Trixie then got a bright idea. "Are you done today?" Shelagh nodded, "right tell Sister Julienne you have to go and I can move your stuff later, tell her to speck to me after. I can help you with your man!" Trixie's eyes twinkled as she whispered the plan in the former nuns ear.

"Ok, good luck!" Shelagh did not even want to try and argue, she trusted Trixie. "Should I go to the surgery?" She asked while collecting her things.

"Yes, I will be there after as well, now go!" Shelagh talked to Sister Julienne and snook away, and thankfully for Trixie, Patrick did not notice.

Trixie walked on over. "Doctor Turner. Are you done yet? Shelagh has gone to the surgery, she is awaiting you in your office. I dare say that all the papers will not be on the desk for long and she asks you to hurry up." Trixie winked and just before Mrs Jones could sneak away, Trixie turned around and added, "She has changed into a mini skirt by the way!"

Patrick never finished patient notes and clearing up so fast before with such a smile on his face. He grabbed his coat, apologised to Sister Julienne and ran out the door.

Sister Julienne laughed when Trixie explained the situation and replied, "Ok I will let them off. Good luck at the maternity home tonight!" The two laughed then got on with there duties.

Meanwhile at the surgery, Shelagh was wearing a pale blue mini skirt with a whit blouse with a plunging neckline. Trixie got it her as a joke, and Shelagh did not feel comfortable wearing it in public so had more respectable clothes in a bag. Patrick rushed through the doors and ran into his office.

After an hour of passion behind a locked door, Trixie had to knock and tell them that Doctor Turner's rounds began in ten minutes. Needless to say, the two stopped with about a minute to spare so Patrick was late on his rounds, and the two could hardly last through dinner when he got home, let alone till Tim went to bed for there passion to countine.

They did not sleep for very long that night, and for once it was not to do with the phone ringing.