Back to normal

She's fine

It was no time at all before Fletch was back at work. Jac and Emma were spending some time at home and some time at the Fletchers
Jac was rapidly running out of reasons to not move in with Fletch. In fact all she was left with was  the fact that she was Jac Naylor.
They were in discussion about her moving in as they came out of theatre together
"I just don't get it Jac. You've agreed to marry me. You're not suggesting  we live separately then I assume?"
"Well of course I 'm not " she huffed
"So what's the problem? What difference does a few months make?"
"I don't know ok"
They'd reached the ward. Abigail Tate was at the nurses station
"God. She's been hanging around the ward like a bad smell all week. She's got it bad Fletcher" Jac said under her breath
"Ah Jac" she smiled "how was surgery?"
"Erm fine thanks"
"I'm actually auditing scrub nurses. I'm not sure that it is the best use of Fletch's time as director of nursing to be stuck in theatre"
"I have to do some clinical work. Keeps me in touch with the nurses on the shop floor and anyway I enjoy it"
"That's as maybe but..."
Jac butted in "I need nurses in my theatre that I can trust, that are competent, skilful and can anticipate my requirements. Fletch is an excellent theatre nurse"
"Oh and you're not biased at all" Abigail sniped
"I never let personal issues effect clinical judgement. If you are recruiting more scrub nurses just make sure that they are as good as him"
With that Jac walked into her office and slammed the door
Urgh why did that woman get to her so much. The thought of Fletch's hands on her body made Jac want to retch.
A familiar knocking came on the door
"Come in Fletch"
"Hi. She's gone by the way"
"Sorry if I lost it a bit"
"Hmm"
"Am  I being paranoid or is she just trying to keep us apart"
"I don't think so babe. Anyway" he went over and stood behind her gently putting his arms around her waist and kissing her  neck "I'd like to see her try keeping us apart"
"Hey Naylor did I catch you complimenting me?"
"Don't push it Fletcher" she wriggled out of his arms
"Bit different to being told I was no use to you and getting kicked out of your theatre" he said wryly
"I'm so sorry Fletch. I was in a mess back then"
"Hey" he said taking her by her shoulders and making her face him "I'm teasing you Jac" he grinned
"Urgh" she laid her head on his chest "you're a nightmare Fletcher" but he could tell she was smiling
"Well some of us have work to do" he announced, kissed her briefly and went back out onto the ward.
Abigail was back - what the fuck did she want now.
"Hi Fletch. Just wondering if Jac's ok"
"She's fine"
"Just felt a bit awkward"
"She's fine"
Abigail touched his bare forearm "as long as you're sure" Fletch flinched "I'm sure" he said putting a false smile on his face
"Ok" she said leaving the ward
"Who rattled her cage" Nicky said