Patsy Mount and Delia Busby

Goodbye Pats

Delia's POV:
I grab her overcoat so tight, I wish I could kiss her.
"I love you" Patsy whispered kissing a part of my ear and she pushed off me and hopped into the taxi. We all wave at her. "such a good nurse has gone from Nonnatus" sister julienne exclaimed. I started wiping the tear away from my face. "Yes we have, she will be missed dearly" I said very quietly, I then turned around and walked into Nonnatus.

I've been laying on pats bed for 2 hours I should get off, Trixie will be home soon now. She will find it a little odd, I got up and closed the door behind me "Oh hello Barbara" "Hi Delia, are you okay?" She asked, she is always concerned, "Of course I am you numpty" I walk Of after touching her shoulder softly.

Can this day be over yet? I miss her so much I usually see her every 2-3 hours. Now not at all, I keep thinking how I never said I love you back, what if she doesn't come back because of that! It makes me terribly upset thinking about how she's so alone on that flight, How I think about just putting my hand i her perfectly done up hair and pulling her in for a lovely kiss, but that of course would land us up in jail. I do not think its fair! I haven't even kissed her yet... I quite often fantasize about how soft her lips are, and how i would enjoy it. I would enjoy it more than you'd believe. Every time i lean in to kiss her we always get interrupted, if it isn't by a stranger on the street its one of the sisters. If i didn't have that accident i would of been in a lovely cozy flat with pats. Kissing her whenever i feel. 

Of course we had our moments to be alone but with her being acting head nurse she was so busy all the time and me with my midwifery training there just wasn't enough time. Maybe we should of went to Africa with Tom and Barbara, if we did we wouldn't of had this old bag Sister Ursula moaning ridiculous stuff at us it isn't the Nonnatus way! 

3 more hours has passed and i am on telephone duty, God help Trixie being first on call and having got terrible sleeping patterns from the trip. 

*The telephone Rings*

"Hello Nonnatus house how can i be of assistance" I say calmly hearing a scream in the background. "Hello yes! Its my wife she has contractions, send help!" "What's the name?" i say calmly giving my assurance. "Morgan's ma'am. Lynda Morgan" It sounds like he is shaking on the end of the telephone. "Help is on the way!"

I Quickly knock on Barbara's and Trixie's door and let myself in and tap Trixie on the shoulder "Trixie, Lynda Morgan is in labour wake up" I whisper harshly. "Shhh Delia i'm up... and fully dressed." She seems proud. "Great now hurry." I leave her room and go back downstairs sitting at the telephone. Trixie rushes down, "Good luck!" "Thank you Delia, I'll need it this time in the bloody morning." She lets out a slight giggle and then shuts the door.

Barbara walks down in her undergarments and a dressing gown over the top. "Good morning Delia," "Morning Barbara, sorry for waking you!" I say sadly. "Oh, Delia whats wrong!" "Nothing, really its just a bad day." She came and sat in front of me, "Is it because Patsy is gone? I know that you and her are best friend's" 

Is that what they think we are best friends? god forbid if they find out. "A little, I'm just worried, her father is very ill see and she has no friends to talk to over there. Sending a letter will cost her!" "Oh Delia, would you wan't to get some sleep in while i look over the telephone? you have the London tomorrow and we wouldn't wan't you being tired for that do we?" She's ever so kind, she hardly knows me. "Yes please, Thank you Barbara" I hug her to say thank you.

As I walk up stairs sister Monica Joan is walking down the stairwell with a spring in her step, I don't care to ask her, I feel so drained that's why i just give her a slight smile and head up to bed.