Jac slumped against the sofa in the darkened staff room intending to get up and go home when she had composed herself.
It was 4am when Fletch walked in to make a coffee and noticed a small figure curled up on the couch.
His heart skipped a beat as he realised it was Jac. He'd been so bloody angry with her for leaving in the way she did and for not contacting anyone. Not contacting him but as he watched her sleeping in the dim light of the staff room any anger towards her was replaced by the overwhelming love he felt for this woman.
Now she was back and he'd slept with Abigail Tate, a woman he didn't even particularly like. Fletch rubbed the back of his neck, smiling to himself as he remembered doing the same when he sat waiting for Jac to wake up after surgery following the shooting. As the kettle boiled Jac began to stir getting a shock as she saw Fletch perched on the arm of the sofa watching her.
"Oh" she exclaimed rubbing her face and raking her hand through her hair "I must have dropped off" she got up to leave
"Coffee?"he said softly.
Jac's heart swelled at his gentle tone.
"Ok thanks"
Fletch busied himself making coffee wondering what to say. He handed her a steaming mug
"Are you back properly?"
"I don't know. I didn't really give it much thought when I came down here tonight. I don't even know what I was hoping to achieve" she sipped her coffee
"Seemed like you wanted to talk to me" he said tentatively
"Sorry" she whispered
"What are you sorry for Jac" said Fletch
"Everything. Anyway it doesn't matter now. Now that you're with Abigail"
Fletch laughed bitterly "a two night stand does not constitute being with someone. She made the first move , and I thought why not there's nothing stopping me"
"No nothing stopping you at all " she said sadly
"Is that true Jac was there nothing stopping me?"
She looked at him with tears in her eyes and shook her head
"I have no right to be bothered by it because I ran away rather than risk admitting my feelings"
"Carry on" Fletch said coming to sit beside her on the sofa
"I waited too long, it's too late now I know. How could I expect you to sit around waiting indefinitely for me to come back before we'd talked about anything. It was totally unfair of me"
Fletch nodded "are you ready to talk now? Or are you still too closed off and scared?" He challenged
She took a deep breath "I came down here tonight after Frieda had rung me telling me about you and Abigail because I had to know if it was true and I had to hear it from you"
"Why"
"Why? Because I was insanely jealous that's why and annoyed with myself for being so arrogant to think that you would hang around waiting for what? We weren't together what right did I have to be distraught that you'd slept with someone else."
"You're allowed to be jealous if you care Jac.?do you care?" Fletch asked bluntly
Jac nodded "I care Fletch." She paused , she might as well tell him the whole truth "the truth is Fletch, you mean the world to me. I love you and I'm so sorry it took me so long to pluck up courage to tell you. I should have stayed and told you then, when you wanted us to talk but I was scared of getting hurt or hurting you so I ran, I also needed to physically heal from the shooting and sort out my feelings about Jasmine, Guy, Raf dying and me feeling responsible and admit my feelings about you".
Fletch sat dumbstruck. Never in his wildest dreams did he ever think that he would hear Jac Naylor say any of those things to him
"We've wasted so much time Jac. I love you too. I couldn't tell you in case it scared you off and I didn't want to ruin our friendship,
but I guess that's pretty much blown out of the water" he chuckled "that is if you want to be with me?"
"I want to be with you" she smiled "and I'm no good at sharing so she's gonna have to go"
"Come here" he pulled her onto his lap and they shared their first kiss, chaste at first but increasingly more passionate, eliciting soft moans from each of them. The culmination of all the months of secret longing and almost moments.
Her hands found their way under his scrub top and caressed his chest, his moving under her top to find her lacy bra and caress her breasts.
Fletch pulled away abruptly. Breathing heavily he spoke
"Jac we're in the staff room, the door is open and I'm on duty" he nuzzled her neck " we have to stop"
Jac groaned she knew he was right.
"Happy?" He asked
"Mmm not happy at having to stop that but yes happy. I told you Fletch you mean the world to me how could I not be happy"
"You ?" She asked, again cheekily caressing his chest
"More than you could imagine" he said softly, placing a kiss on the top of her head
