Love Hurts Casualty

Whoa. Fletch! Get a trolley. Push through a litre of saline, quickly. He's quite dry.

I'll do it. He can't breathe.

Oh, no. What are you doing?

That's a potassium infusion. Should be saline.

Who put the potassium up? He could have died.

I'll sort out the paperwork.

He's hyperpyrexial! Temperature's hitting 41 and still rising, Ash.

Was there any response to the paracetamol?

The fan isn't helping, either. We're losing him.

Right, this could be some form of sepsis.

Let's try him with 1.2g IV co-amoxiclav.

And can someone check on the ITU's bed state, please?

Right, it's now at 42.

I can't feel an output. He's in VF, OK, I'm going to shock him.

Charging. Everyone clear. Shocking.

Still in VF. OK, two minutes of CPR, we'll tube him and go again.

Come on, Joel!

You know him?

Yeah, I met him at Robyn's step-brother's gig last night.

GUITAR BEING TUNED

What's happened to my guitarist?

I'm surrounded by lightweights.

Looks like it's just you and me, mate.

Always has been, always will be.

All right, don't get emotional.

Right, I'm going to bed.

Me too.

Do you want to crash in my room?

Um...

I'd rather crash in yours.

That sounds like something I'd like to happen, yeah.

First landing, second room on the left.

There's a spare bed going begging here, girls.

She actually laughed at you. No. In my face.

She laughed at you. Is that your usual opener?

Teach me, man. Teach me, man. It can't be taught.

Hey, I've got bacon butties. What have you said now?

I didn't say anything.

It was something HE said.

Here you are.

No, thanks. I'm going to bed.

You've hurt his feelings now.

He knows I love him really. Don't you, darling?

Of course, sweetheart.

Don't do anything with that Jade that I wouldn't do.

Life on the road, what can I say?

That's MY room.

Oh, I thought it was Max's.

You're sure about that?

So which one is his, again? Where he said it was.

You know...my bed's a lot more comfortable.

Nice try.

He's cute, Chas.

You fancy him? I do not.

Fair enough.

But just so you know, his room is upstairs on the left. I'm sure if you ask him...

Ahhh, shut up. I best get to bed, really.

It's a good job I'm on lates.

Great gig, by the way.

Thanks, sis.

Very impressed.

Sorry, are we talking about Chas again or...

Haha(!) You are really funny.

MACHINE PINGS

How's he doing?

He went back into VF. OK, I'll shock him again.

Can we get some adrenaline, please? Hopefully third time lucky.

Charging. Everyone clear. Shocking.

Nothing. I'm sorry, Jamie...

Happy to call it?

OK - time of death, 07.22.

Just so you know, I don't do this after every gig.

Just so you know, I'm not that kind of a guy.

If you weren't so ridiculous attractive...

I'd be showing you into a taxi right now. Jade?

Seriously, it's too late to be coy, you're already on the bed.

Jade. SHE WHIMPERS

Really?

Come on.

Up you get.

Argh.

SHE GROANS

Ah!

Robyn!

Sylvie?

Sylvie?!

Sylvie.

Go away.

Sorry, there could have been something wrong.

What are you doing here? You've got a clinic appointment at eight and you're still in bed.

I'll be ready.

What's this? You're still eating this for your dinner?

Don't start. I wasn't clear. You need to have a balanced and nutritional diet.

Blah, blah, blah...

You may not care about your health or this baby's, but I do.

OK? So stop behaving like a spoilt brat and get up.

I'll meet you downstairs in ten minutes.

What do you mean, you can't wake her?

I can't wake her. One minute, she's all sexy come-ons, the next, she's flaked out on my bed

babbling like an idiot, I think I've busted my fingers.

Jade? Jade. Can you hear me, Jade?

Has she taken something?

No. Just alcohol.

Come on, Max. I wasn't born yesterday.

Honestly, if she has, I don't know about it.

Jade. What's wrong with her? No idea,

but luckily I know some people who might. Chuck us your phone.

Yeah. Ambulance, please.

SOBBING

What did they say? Like every parent in this position, they're finding it hard to

equate the lad they knew with the one heading for the morgue.

Do you need a break?

No. Good.

Charlie. How many young people have we had in with similar symptoms this morning?

We've got two in cubicles and one's gone upstairs to ITU.

And Joel was the first we've lost.

Right, Jamie, you were there last night. Do you want to go

and talk to the other patients, see if there's a connection?

Do you think they were all on something?

In my experience, when we get a load of kids start hitting

the deck like that, drugs are involved somewhere along the line.

Tess? You can't let me get through the door?

It's really important. I need to talk to you.

My office? Tess? What it is to be popular(!)

I need to speak to you.

I'll be over in five minutes.

Five minutes too late.

Four minutes and 35 seconds.

And that included dealing with two patients.

True. I can beat that.

You haven't done it once, yet.

All right, how much? 20 quid? Yeah, done.

I've just lost 20 quid, haven't I?

Course it was life-threatening.

If it wasn't for Lily and Martin, Mr Trenton could have died.

I put up an IV before I left.

No, this one was Fletch. He did have a lot on his mind that day.

He said he wasn't thinking.

What did Mr Trenton's family say?

I haven't spoken to them yet, but if it were me,

I'd be demanding answers, wouldn't you? So we have to get official.

I want you to collect the facts, interview the main players.

Sorry to have to put you in this position, Tess, but...

It's my job.

I was hoping you'd say that.

SIRENS WAIL

When was the last time you went to an all-night house party?

What day is it?

Saturday.

In that case, it's got to be, er... Yeah, 25 years.

She'll be all right, won't she?

Depends what we're dealing with. How are your fingers?

I won't be playing the guitar for a while, so bang goes the tour.

Come in.

Righto, thanks, mate.

Hey, princess. What are you doing here?

That's my step-brother.

Looks like you had a good night.

Yeah, but a nightmare morning. This is Jade.

Her pupils are dilated and she's tachycardic.

Jade. Hey, sweetheart, I'm Jeff. I'm a paramedic. Can you hear me?

What's she taken? Do you know? No.

What about you, son? What's happened there?

What happened? Landed on my fingers when I fell.

We'll get the hand in a sling and get you to hospital.

Hold that there.

We've been scooping cases like this all morning, as it goes.

We lost one young lad earlier in the ED.

Let's have a look. One, two, three. Good girl.

My bag...

It's all right. I've got it.

I left Terry and Pav finishing off and I'm heading over to

Seaton Park to price up the job there.

Course, I'll call you after, yep. Cheers, ta-ra.

You're going to be late.

You could have at least brought the car.

I need to drop this lot to the dump and then shoot over to another job.

Watch out, Alan Sugar(!)

At least I'm working

and in the current climate, it's actually all right.

Here... Just drive!

Tess...

Zoe told you what happened, didn't she?

She told me what everyone THINKS happened.

What does that mean?

I changed Peter Trenton's IV just before I left.

If you did, then I changed it after, without checking it properly.

Why would you replace a full litre of saline?

I don't know! I was worrying.

I was worried about you, worrying about Nat.

To be honest, I could have put anything up.

Look, it wasn't you, Tess. It was me, all right?

Are you putting that in your statement?

Statement?

I will have to conduct formal interviews.

Well, that's the truth, so, yeah.

The last thing we want is to lose you, Fletch.

CAR HORNS BLARE

Will you slow down?

I don't like being late.

And I don't like being on time.

You're 24, Sylvie, not eight.

I was hoping this experience might make you grow up a bit. Come on!

So, we're doing this for me now?!

If I'd known it was for my own good, I'd have tried to enjoy it a bit more.

All right, Sylvie. Lugging this around 24/7 is no joke.

It's a pain in the backside, in more ways than one.

You're scared, I get it. Of course I'm scared! Don't shout.

You sit there with nothing happening to you! No massive belly, no headaches, no backache.

OK... And then you tell me this is for my own good?!

OK!

Gav!

SIRENS

Not long now, Jade.

I like you.

I like you too.

Your taste in men, however, a little bit dodgy.

I didn't have anyone till I found the band.

She seems to be getting better. Yeah.

This isn't my fault. I didn't say it was.

You didn't have to. Max...

I told you, I've always said no pills, no powder.

I'm old school when it comes to drugs. Organic, only.

Well, that's just groovy, man(!)

You really don't like me, do you?

Uh...no.

Fair enough. But I warn you, everyone does eventually.

Did you see Fletch take the fluids from the storeroom?

No.

Did you see him attach it to the patient?

No. But if he's saying he did...

This is about your recollection of what happened,

not what someone else said happened.

I didn't see about the IV.

Before the incident, you came in with

Mr Trenton and Fletch, after Mr Trenton had collapsed outside.

Yes.

You say in your statement you arrived to find Fletch

already with the collapsed patient.

Is there anything you want to add at this stage? Like what?

You didn't you see anything else before the collapse? Nothing that's relevant to this investigation,

which in my opinion's a joke.

We all know Fletch. We know how good he is and we trust him, don't we?

This has nothing to do with past records or how we

feel about individuals. I'm simply gathering the facts.

Next I want to ask you about timings.

Iain, can you get us some collars please, love?

(All right, darling. I'll take over, thank you.)

Hello there, my name's Dixie, I'm a paramedic.

What's your name? Sylvie Townshead.

OK, Sylvie, you got any pain anywhere?

My belly's a bit uncomfortable.

Any pain in your neck? No.

Your legs? And how many weeks gone are you, Sylvie?

36. Hello, mate, my name's Iain. Just need you to keep still

while I check you over, OK? I'm OK. You need a collar on.

I said I'm OK. Just make sure she's all right.

Sylvie's doing all right. Don't worry.

MOBILE RINGS

I'd rather you didn't, until we've got you both clear.

It's my wife, she'll worry. When we're happy with your condition,

you can call from the hospital.

Ooh!

All right, darling, when did the pains start?

About now.

Right, there's a little bit of a bleed down there,

but I don't want you to worry.

We're going to get you into hospital and look after you.

All right.

See, told you they had instructive videos online.

Turn the blue column one turn to the right.

My right, or the guy on the screen's right?

Ooh, Tess!

I'm going to have to interview everyone involved,

so knowing when they're free would be a help.

Oh, just giving the old grey matter a bit of a workout.

And it's already feeling the burn.

I've spoken to Rita and the timings just don't make sense.

Course they do. She's just got confused, that's all.

Louise, can you get hold of Peter Trenton's records, please?

I'm going to have to speak to you formally.

You know where I am.

Hi, Ash. This is Jade Murray, she's 22 years old.

Possible OD, but her friends can't confirm it.

GCS 13, BP 100, pulse 120.

You all right, Max? What happened to him?

He fell. Possible fractured middle and ring fingers.

Let's get you into a cubicle.

Jamie, explain to me,

how can such a brilliant night turn into such a rubbish day?

It's called a hangover, Max.

Jeff told me about Joel. Must have been horrible.

I keep having flashbacks to last night, seeing him

dancing, having a laugh with his mates. I know.

Listen, I'm going to stay with Jade. Catch you later, yeah? Yeah.

Hey, princess. You all right?

Right, this is Sylvie Townshead, 24. 36 weeks pregnant,

she was a restrained front seat passenger involved in an RTC.

She's not been KOd and she's developed a lower abdo pain

and a PV bleed.

GCS has been 15 throughout, pulse 95, BP is 125 systolic,

sats 96%. Sylvie, I need you to wiggle your bum over there for me,

please. Why am I bleeding?

Hi, Sylvie. I'm Doctor Hanna. Let's get you over.

You must be Gavin. Right, Gavin. I've been asked to take a look at that head wound.

Yeah, look, I want to be with my baby, OK?

Well, let's get you checked out first.

I don't need checking out! I'm fine!

I've told you, anyone involved in an RTC is assessed then discharged.

He declined spinal care at the scene.

GCS 15, pulse 90, BP 130 systolic, sats 98%.

He also needs to call his wife.

She phoned just after the accident, but we were treating him.

Apparently he wants to tell her where he is.

If you give me her number, I'll let her know you're here.

Thank you, but obviously she'll be more worried about her sister.

Sylvie's her sister.

Sorry, I thought you said you were... What?

That you were the dad?

Ever feel like you shouldn't have got up this morning?

I bet you didn't even get to bed.

True. What's the verdict?

I think I'll send you to X-ray.

There are so many small bones in the fingers and hands

that I need to be sure of any possible damage.

OK. So, you and Robyn are step brother and sister?

Her dad married my mum and he was...

equally useless to both of us.

Right... So you're touring.

I was, but with this...

I think it's literally the end of the road.

Don't give up yet, you haven't got your X-ray back.

Fingers crossed. Or not.

Is there any chance of seeing how Jade is?

Well, all the bloods including an OD screen,

BM, ECG and gases are all NAD.

Can you tell us what you took, Jade?

Pills...

So, this is due to drugs? Does Max know?

No, he didn't even know I had them.

Where did you get them from, then? Some guy.

We need more than that, Jade. We need to find out what we're dealing with.

Sorry, Ash. This is Chas, Max's housemate and Jade's friend.

Hey, Robyn. Hi. How's she doing?

Yeah, not too bad.

She was about to tell us who gave her the pills, weren't you, Jade?

Pills? We think it's a bad stash going around.

And we need to find the source. Yeah, course.

Where did you get them from?

Just some guy in the club.

Can you describe him?

Um... I don't remember.

OK, just sit back for me, Jade. She's still pretty weak.

I think she is a bit intimidated by her surroundings.

Let me talk to her, see what I can get out of her.

She ain't going to talk to you, she might talk to me

and I really want to help.

OK. I'll come and get you when she's ready to talk.

Wicked. Where's Max?

I'll go and find out.

She's a surrogate? For her sister and him, according to

Mr Nicholson. It was the old turkey baster method, apparently.

Really!

What?

No, just saying - the things you do for your family, eh?

Am I missing something?

This. It's my sister's baby. Oh!

Oh, you're a surrogate?

Yeah. And I want my body back.

Your pulse rate's increased, Sylvie.

Did you have any complications prior to the crash?

My blood pressure was a bit high.

They've been fussing over it at the clinic,

I was on my way to an appointment there this morning.

She's a touch tachycardic as well as having high BP.

Can we get Obs and Gynae to come down and see her and get some bloods

off group and save and then can you hang up a litre of saline?

Yeah. Got it.

So you think I'm having this baby soon?

Don't worry - if it's coming, we're ready for it.

Do you remember when you last had a tetanus shot?

God knows.

We'll give you one, just to be on the safe side.

I'm sure X-rays will confirm there's no fracture.

Mr Nicholson? I've spoken to your wife.

She's on her way here now. Great. And Sylvie?

As soon as we've finished here, you can pop in and see her.

Listen, she's not capable of going through this on her own.

Her sister's the one that usually keeps her focused.

Keeps us all focused.

When she gets here, I'll make sure she's taken straight to Sylvie.

Charlie. Can I borrow Lily for ten minutes, please?

Yeah, sure. We know where to find her if we need her.

Keep your elbow close to your chest until I get back. All right. Thank you.

Well, can you tell me when you're clear?

Problem? Obs and Gynae are caught in theatre with a tricky twin birth.

It never rains...

I'm putting her in HDC for now. Mr Nicholson, is he free to join us?

I don't want him there. Not without my sister.

He is the dad... I want my sister.

There you go, Sir. Home sweet home.

Thanks.

And remember, next gig, two tickets on the door for you

and your good lady.

Right. Sadly, there is no good lady, but...

Well, then you've got until this heals to find one.

You all right, mate? What you doing here? I was worried about you.

You've never been worried about me. Some stuff went missing from my room and I saw Jade

coming out of there earlier, so...

Right, so she's lying in there, really ill,

and you want to ask her if she stole some STUFF from your room?

Yes, I want it back.

Hey, good gig last night. Cheers, man.

Look, if you see Robyn, tell her I'm waiting in the caff?

You didn't ask about my hand!

And your timings around the incident are accurate, to your knowledge?

I make a point of checking the time roughly every 15 minutes,

so I know exactly where I am at any given moment.

Do you know when Mr Trenton was brought back into cubicles by Rita and Fletch?

No. I wasn't there, but I believe you were.

I'm sorry, this is your recollection, not mine.

And the secondary collapse you say happened at 2.46

after you and Fletch raced him into to Resus?

Are you sure that was the time? I glanced at the clock between cubicles and Resus.

And in Resus, you saw Fletch stop the infusion going into the patient?

Yes. He obviously spotted the mistake.

And afterwards, who took charge of the paperwork?

Fletch.

Sorry to interrupt, Tess. You wanted to know when Mrs Nicholson arrived?

Tell her I'll be straight out.

I really need Peter Trenton's notes. Can you work your magic?

If by "magic" you mean knock some heads together, I'd be happy to.

Thank you, Lily. Thank you.

Oh, no... What's happening?

Your waters have broken. Did you take ante-natal classes?

I missed quite a few. Most, in fact.

It's not my baby, is it?

It's important when you get a proper contraction, you let us know, OK?

How will I know what a contraction feels like?

You'll know.

Ooh!

There you go.

Oh. Breathe into it.

Take this. Listen, hold that for me. Take some deep breathes.

That's it - nice deep breaths. Try and breathe through it.

There you go.

She's almost fully dilated already.

Should we try and get her to the delivery suite?

I don't think we've got time. She's still bleeding quite heavily. Can I have the ultrasound, please?

And find Tess, tell her it's a precipitous birth.

(This baby is coming now.) Right.

Mrs Nicholson?

Yes. I'm Tess Bateman, Clinical Nurse Manager. I called you earlier.

Oh, great. Where's Sylvie? Is she OK? What happened?

She's fine. OK, and the baby?

The baby looks like it's coming soon.

And Gavin? A few bumps and bruises, nothing more.

Tess, Zoe needs you in HDC.

Baby Townshead's on the way right now!

Right now?!

This is Sylvie's sister, Alana. Where's Gavin?

He's in cubicles, being patched up.

He has to be there for the birth as well. Right, I'll go and find him.

Sylvie...

You're here.

I was always going to be here. Nine centimetres.

Can someone bring me up to date? How long have we got?

The rate things are moving, we haven't got a lot of time at all.

How're we getting on? Can you concentrate on the placental area?

Pulse is rising. OK, Sylvie. Try and breathe through the contractions like we said, OK?

I'm sorry for putting you through this.

It's OK, as long as this baby's coming, it's all good.

Sweetheart, you OK?

Don't worry, it's not as bad as it looks.

The day's finally come, yeah? You'll have your life back soon.

Hallelujah. OK, Fletch, can you chase up the Obs team?

I need them here now. Is something wrong? Just planning ahead in case the baby's compromised.

Compromised how? It's just a precaution. We need to focus on Sylvie now, OK? Aagh!

With the fractured metacarpal

and the splintering to the right centre proximal phalanx, you should be

back strumming rudimentary chords in about 18 months.

Anything further up the fret-board

and you're looking at 22-28 months minimum.

You're joking.

I am, actually. Careful, you don't want to damage the other hand!

So basically, there are no visible fractures,

so three to four weeks of strapping

and then you should start flexing gently and easing out the stiffness.

You'll be back playing again within two months. No long-term damage?

The future of British music is secure.

Well, that's a relief. So you liked the gig?

Not really my style, but it was all right.

What's your style?

Beats and bassline.

I can do beats and basslines.

The next album, yeah?

You should come on board, advise me?

Help me with the basslines?

That's not a bad name for an act - Max Bassline.

Bit wannabe.

See, you're advising me already! My man!

Let's get these fingers strapped up.

Need to work on the high fives, by the way.

This isn't how I pictured this.

It was supposed to be easy.

Zoe... Aagh!

SHE GROANS

Do you see what I see?

We need to get that baby out now.

What's wrong?

Fletch, we need a Resuscitaire.

She's suffered a placental abruption, that's what's caused the excessive bleeding.

That sounds bad, is it?

The placenta supplies the baby with oxygen while it's in the womb.

If it's damaged, it could cause problems.

Heartbeat's low.

Aagh!

Why does it hurt so much?!

OK, Sylvie, I'm just going to check again.

Yes, the head is visible. That's a good sign, Sylvie.

We have to be prepared for a nuchal cord birth.

OK, Sylvie. We need you to push, now.

Alana, can you hold your sister's hand and don't let go.

OK, come on, you can do this. I know you can.

Tess, are you going to be OK with this?

I will be, as soon as this baby's safely delivered.

OK, Sylvie.

Try and stay relaxed and breathe as deeply as you can.

OK, you're doing really well, nice big push.

That's good, well done. You're doing really well.

Good girl.

It's coming!

Any time you need tickets for a gig in town, just give me a call.

What, for anyone?

Yeah, pretty much. I know all the managers and promoters.

Max is a great guitarist, but when it comes to the business,

he's useless. That's where I step in.

Drummer and entrepreneur.

Part-time drummer, full-time entrepreneur.

Here's my card. Give me a call any time you want.

Very impressive.

Anything you want.

Whatever you can find out about what she might have taken will help,

but you've only got a couple of minutes. She's still pretty weak.

Won't take long. Call me. I will.

Chas, I'm sorry. Where are they?

Where are they?

In my bag.

You stupid, thieving little cow. What're you doing, going in my room and taking my stuff?!

I'm sorry! If you think Max has any interest in you beyond a

quickie when he's drunk, then you groupies are dumber than I thought.

I'm not a groupie.

What else do you call girls who hang around with bands,

desperate for attention?

You want to know what you are?

You're pathetic.

Hey?! What happened?

Nothing...

Didn't look like nothing to me. What did he say?

I need the toilet. Can you...?

Yeah... Jade, what did he say?

That I deserved it...

I thought he was all right.

None of that lot are. Well, I'll come with you.

I'll just be a minute.

No, Jade. I'll come with you.

No, just leave me alone.

What's happening?!

The cord is just wrapped around the neck.

Hang on, we're almost there.

One last push. Come on, Sylvie.

Aaghh!

It's a boy.

BABY CRIES

Oh, my... It's a boy. He's perfect...

It's a boy. I love you.

Heartbeat?

He's working hard to breathe.

What's happening?

He just needs a little bit of help, that's all.

Come on, sweetheart.

How does that feel?

I won't be playing any fancy chords for a while.

Are all you blokes complete and utter idiots?!

What are you talking about?

Your best mate Chas has just had a right go at Jade.

What about? I don't know, you tell me.

Was it about some stuff she stole? Whatever, it made her run off to the toilets crying. Where's Chas now?

He's left. Next time you want help, ask somebody else.

Which way is the ladies'?

This way.

You can do it...

Come on...

BABY CRIES

That's a good lad.

Strong pulse.

Are you all right?

Tess.

I'm so sorry, this must have been so difficult for you.

Onwards and upwards.

Aagh....

How are you feeling?

Sore.

How is the little guy?

They're still checking him over.

Is he OK?

He's due to go upstairs.

Is he all right?

We're just going to send him upstairs because of the complications, to make sure he's OK.

Are you saying he could have problems? No.

I'm saying we just want to make sure he's OK.

Sorry, what's the worst case scenario?

Because the cord was wrapped around his neck, we know

he was without oxygen for a period of time during the delivery.

Because of the placental damage as well, it could have been longer.

So it's just a risk he could have suffered what

we call cerebral hypoxia.

What's that?

Tell us! Lack of oxygen could cause brain injury.

He may have brain damage?

No. Like I said, there are no certainties until we've tested for...

I knew something like this would happen... What do you mean?

Her. She was never fully committed to this baby.

You can't blame Sylvie.

Why? Did she look after herself? Eat well? Exercise?

Go to classes? Anything? No! She slobbed around,

eating crap, pretending it was happening to someone else!

Stop this. You haven't had to deal with her attitude.

Putting me down at every opportunity. For years,

she's been saying I'm not good enough for you.

You are good enough. More than good enough.

And now she's messed it all up!

Hang on. Sylvie's not to blame.

The placental damage only happened because of the crash.

The crash happened because she was having a go at me!

Again!

This is not the time or the place...

I can't believe we've come so far to end up with a...

With a...what?

Say it.

I've got to get out.

Go on, go after him.

You always do.

I'll go.

OK, everyone just take a deep breath.

Why don't we go and get you a drink or something?

You two are going to get thrown out by security, lurking around here.

We think Jade's still in there.

You're joking?

No, we just like standing here for no reason(!)

I wouldn't put anything past you. Shift.

Get a doctor in here, now.

I'll go! What's happened?

Help me get her on her side. Me?

Yeah, now would be good, Max! We need to get her arms

and her upper leg at right angles to support her.

All right, sweetheart.

She's breathing.

Her pulse is racing.

Did she bang her head? I don't think so.

Pupils are dilated. Let's get her onto a trolley.

OK.

Bet you think I'm a terrible person, don't you?

Listen, people do things against their better nature in extreme situations.

I've let them down. So far, you've only run as far as the front door.

I knew Sylvie wasn't that keen on Gav, I thought he was a good man.

But...

he just walked out.

What kind of a man just walks out on his newborn baby?

It's been a shock, for all of you.

Maybe it was a bad idea. Wanting a baby?

No. Not that, but the surrogate thing.

Gav always said it was a bad idea, but I just thought it was

cos him and Sylvie don't get on.

I was so desperate, I just...forced the idea on them.

I'm sure they wouldn't have done anything they didn't want to do...

Maybe.

Anyway, regardless of how or why you got here,

there's still a little baby out there that just wants to be loved.

But I need Gav.

I just can't do this on my own.

He just needs time.

Could you clear the far bed? Thank you, guys.

Right, we'll need an ECG, check her BM and she'll need a CT.

On your side.

She feels pyrexial.

What's going on with these kids? What are they taking?

We didn't take anything.

She admitted to having pills last night, Max. What pills?

She wouldn't tell us who she got them off.

OK, all right, Jade. All right, Jade.

When the going gets tough, he runs.

Jamie? Jamie, we need some help here, please.

That's it, keep her stable. It's OK, sweetheart.

We're not losing her.

Keep her airway clear. All right. All right, Jade, all right.

He's gone into respiratory arrest. His pulse is dropping.

If it gets any lower, we'll have to start compressions. We really need NICU here now.

Could somebody find out where they are? What's happening?

Pulse rate's still dropping, it's getting too low. We're going to have to start compressions.

What are you doing to him?

We're doing everything we can to help him, OK?

Keep going! Come on.

Come on, little man.

Heart rate is going back up. OK, Sylvie, he's fine.

I'm sorry if that distressed you,

but just had to stabilise him as quickly as we could there. OK.

Will someone please get my sister for me?

I'll go.

Sylvie, he's stabilised and is going up.

We'll move you up to the maternity ward shortly.

Sure. Come here, you.

I'm a cow.

True.

Gavin and I are like chalk and cheese, we both know it.

It's just that since I got pregnant,

it's got worse with his fussing...

I don't want... Let me finish.

I thought he was having a go, so I gave as good as I got.

But I know now it's...because he cares.

He ran away. Yeah, I know.

This baby needs a mum and a dad who will love him, no matter what.

He needs you AND he needs Gav.

Can I come in?

Chas?!

Chas! Chas!

Oh, you're back?

Jade's in hospital cos of you. No, she's in hospital

because she's a sad cow who went into my room and stole a load of pills.

I knew it. You're dealing again. Get off it, mate.

You might have Robyn fooled, but you're as bad as anyone when it comes to getting off your head.

Give me those pills. Not a chance.

The hospital need to know what she's taken!

She could actually die.

Yeah, so could I! Mate, if those dealers find out...

Max, no.

Did you know these were dodgy?

Someone died, Chas.

He definitely has your nose, Gav.

I want you to promise me something.

I want you to make sure he always knows how much

his Auntie Sylvie loves him.

So, how did the investigation go?

I need you to come with me.

Pulse is sky-high and her temperature's topping 40.

Can we put another line in, please?

Thought you'd done a runner.

She's taken pyramids.

Toxbase listed them as double the strength of normal Es.

A girl died from them last year. This makes all the difference. Temperature's 42, Ash.

Let's try her with dantrolene, 1mg per kilo over five minutes IV.

And can someone call the medical reg and check the ITU bed state, please...

Let's go, folks! All right, Jade.

You got her? All right, Jade.

OK.

I've interviewed Rita and Lily so far, they agree that Peter Trenton

first showed signs of distress at around 2.45.

OK.

I went home at 2.40,

so the mistake must have happened before I left.

And if the last thing I remember was changing the IV,

there was no time for you to replace

the bag before the symptoms kicked in.

Lily saw you stopping the infusion

and thought you were covering your mistake.

But you were actually covering mine.

If that's the truth, I have to tell Zoe.

Sorry to interrupt, but I've finally got Peter Trenton's notes.

Thank you.

So what now?

We wait.

Temperature's 41 and dropping.

Let's give her another litre of saline and get her ready for ITU.

Is she OK?

She will be.

Jade? Can you hear me?

Hey, how are you feeling?

Listen, no more pills. You're better than that.

Good job finding the drugs.

Sadly, I didn't have to look too far.

As well as getting the rest of the stash off the streets,

you've probably saved quite a few lives today.

Maybe I underestimated you.

It's easily done.

Looks like the drinks are going to be on you tonight, then.

Excuse me, mate, is there a notice board or something here?

I need a place to crash. Sorry, no.

You're the guy who gave that girl in there a load of dodgy drugs, ain't you?

No.

Yeah, you are, you're the guy.

Jamie, just the man.

Everyone seems to think I'm some kind of drug-dealing scum-bag.

What, him? No this, guy single-handedly saved Jade's life

and he got some dodgy pills off the streets.

The hero of the hour, then?

I don't like to brag, but, yeah...

All I need is a cape.

And a place to live.

Robyn, your step-brother needs a place to crash.

All right, we've got a spare room,

but it's just until you're back on your feet, right?

You, a word.

Hey, how did you do that?

It's just a question of using mathematical group theories,

you know, employing algorithms.

It's fine.

A man of hidden talents.

Ta-da! I'd worked out how to do it ages ago.

It's all a matter of rhythms.

So looks like the drinks are on you tonight, Lou-Lou.

I saw him do it.

You take euros. There you go.

Just calm down...

How can I? You've crossed out my initials and added your own.

It was all I could think of doing.

What were you going to say in your statement? That I wrote my initials, the pen ran out,

so I got a new pen, crossed them out and wrote them again.

You thought that'd wash with an investigator? If I'd already owned up to the mistake, then yeah.

Fletch, this is fraud. Not only would you lose your job,

the whole department would be investigated.

What possessed you to do that?

You know why. I really don't.

It was my fault you were distracted.

I mean, my wife shows up and then you have to deal with her.

This is such a mess.

No, it's not. It's quite clear.

You're going to be a dad again.

Yes, but I don't know if I want to be.

That's not how it looked to me.

The smiles when you were looking at the ultrasound.

It's a baby, Tess, who doesn't smile at a baby?!

It doesn't mean...

Look, me and Nat haven't been right for a long time, even before you

and me got together. All of a sudden, she's pregnant

and acting like that's going to fix everything.

You saying she got pregnant on purpose? I don't know.

I don't know anything any more.

But the sleepless nights, dirty nappies...

I can't face that again.

If this is how I'm feeling,

I can't imagine how you must be feeling,

what must be going through your head.

It might have been your mistake, but this is all my fault.

What are we going to do?

I don't know.

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