9pm Saturday night found Becky looking after a young girl who during a hen weekend had fallen off a table and impaled herself on a fence.

She'd had surgery, but the anaesthetic combined with the alcohol she had previously consumed had left her very worse for wear.

"So where are you from?" Becky asked her, trying to make sense of the notes A&E had collected from her drunk friends (who Liam had happily kicked off the ward at the strike of 8pm)

"Birmingham" the girl muttered

"Ah thought so, heard the accent. My boyfriend is from Birmingham. Why Manchester then for the hen weekend?"

"Footballer hunting! Highest concentration of hot footballers, we were going to go to Chinawhite tonight, heard that's where Grealish and Foden hang out, but well, I fell off a table yesterday........you probably heard"

Becky felt somewhat relieved that Jack and Phil most definitely wheren't at chinawhite tonight.

Today they had played Chelsea so a few of them with Ben and Mason were going back to Walks house for a few drinks and to play some pool.

They wheren't stupid enough to risk being seen all out together during such a busy point in the season.

"Yeah, I did hear about that sweetheart, I'm sure the footballers of Manchester will be gutted they've missed you"

Becky walked away rolling her eyes at Liam who had overheard the conversation.

Finally 10pm came and Becky couldn't leave quick enough.

-

Parking in the underground carpark Becky was not surprised to see Jack's car wasn't back, she suspected he'd be in no fit state to drive it anyway.

She made her way upstairs, looking forward to a bath.

As soon as she opened the door the noise and Jack's deep laugh hit her.

Fuck sake.

She made her way to the lounge.

Jack was sat on the arm of the sofa, Ben on the sofa next to him playing FIFA, Phil was leaning on one of the windows seemingly showing Mason the attractions of the skyline.

"I thought you were going to Kyle's?"

"Oh hiiiiiyyyyy beautiful!" Jack got up and hugged her drunkenly.

"He, he fuckin' kicked us out bab! Can ya believe that!? Gonna hafta get me car tomorrow"

"Kicked us out!" Ben copied from the sofa.

"Why?"

"Cos little phileeeeeeepa 'ere, beat him at pool!" Jack explained.

"Fair and square tho!" Phil piped up, raising his bottle of sol.

"Fair and square" they all repeated, raising their bottles, obviously not the first time tonight they had toasted to that tonight.

"Stonesy got to stay though!" Mason piped up.

"Yeah, he fuckin' let stonesy stay eh!?" Jack said raising his bottle again for no apparent reason.

"So why did you all come back here?"

Jack wrinkled his nose at her. "Phil's got kids innit"

It wasn't that Becky minded, it was obviously Jacks flat, and part of her would love nothing more than to join them, but she had just done a 14 hour shift and had a 12 hour day tomorrow.

"Baby, do you mind if I just have a bath....."

"- Becks have a beer with us! It's not late!" Ben pleaded.

"No, I really can't Ben...."

"Ah come on! We fuckin' drew 0-0 so we're commiserating our bad day Becky"

At at that moment Mason turned from the window and tripped over, knocking Phil's beer into his lap.

"Ah fuck sake mase! Now I got pissy beer all over me!!" Phil cried.

"Wot the fucks pissy beer phileeeeeeepa?" Jack laughed, loudly in Becky's ear.

"Pissy or pussy?" Pondered Ben "come on sweetheart come and join us" he continued.

"You're right Jack them scrubs ain't as sexy as a proper nurse uniform" Phil called across the room.

Mason was now laying on the floor bothering Smudge

"Mason he's still not fully recovered from his accident, he'll likely scratch you" Becky tried to warn him.

"Nah Phileeeeeeepa ya leave me sexy nurses sexy scrubs outta it" he sloppily kissed Becky on the cheek "ya fuckin' hot"

"One drink with us Becky it's been a shitter today" Ben was still pleading.

"Sorry Ben" Becky started, "I'm being rude, go on tell me about your bad day, you got on a coach, played football, didn't score, but didn't conceed, got pissed with your mates......sounds awful"

"Think she's being sarcastic" Mason pretended to whisper from the floor, still winding smudge up.

This was Becky's first time meeting Mason. First impressions wheren't brilliant.

"Come on beckkks......."

"Ben, I've worked 14 hours today, I've been pissed on, bled on, puked on, I've cleared up shit and cleaned away puss and skin that's practically rotted. I've dealt with stitches, infections, catheters and cannulas, I've helped to intubate someone who stopped breathing and I sent a patient down for routine surgery and they are now on intensive care fighting for their life, I could go on, but I've got to do it all again tomorrow for another 12 hours, so no I don't want to drink to your bad day!"

She looked at Jack who was looking at her curiously "bit shitty that bab, he only offered ya a drink" he slurred his words.

"Really? Why don't you talk to your friends about my wage rather than my uniform? I'm going to bed Jack"

He followed her into the hall "do ya still love me?" He gave her the full on puppy eyes.

"Yes Jack, of course I do, but if I knew they were going to be here and you'd all be drunk I'd have gone back to mine, or to Liam's. It's a bit much to come back to"

She kissed him on the cheek. "If you're asleep when I leave in the morning I'll see you tomorrow night"

By the time she reached the bedroom Jack had re joined the laughter in the living room.

-

6.30 am Becky wasn't particularly surprised that Jack wasn't next to her in bed. She got ready for work and headed to the kitchen. The whole open plan room was a tip.

Mason was asleep on the sofa.

Becky headed back down the hall and opened the door to the spare room that actually had a bed in it as opposed to all the random stuff Jack had that didn't fit anywhere else. Jack and Ben were both asleep, their backs resting against each other still fully clothed.

She decided to leave them to it.

She continued to get her stuff ready in the kitchen, really not caring if she woke Mason up.

She was startled by a phone alarm going off. Fuck sake, she couldn't see a phone anywhere, she walked towards the table.

No it was definitely coming from the kitchen. She started searching through the mass of empty bottles, finally she found the offending phone plugged in behind the kettle.

It was Jacks phone, he'd changed his lock and home screen to a picture of Smudge. She stopped the alarm, noticing he had labeled it 'say soz to bec'

She felt a tug at her heart.

Leaning over the counter she put her head in her hands. She was starting to feel like she had two lives. Becky the nurse who worked long shift patterns and barely had time for a life away from the hospital, and Becky Jack Grealish's girlfriend living in a flat that had a monthly rent equal to a quarter of her yearly wage.

She felt a hand on her back.

She turned around "did you hear your alarm from in there?"

"Nah, I set one on me watch too" he rubbed his face sleepily.

"How you feeling?"

"Shit"

"Not surprised" she motioned to all the empty bottles"

"Nah, I feel shit cos I was a shit to ya last night, it wasn't fair ya comin' home to us an' this mess"

Becky rested her head against his chest.

"It's your flat and your friends, it's fine"

"Nah it's not though really is it? I want ya to be here, an' I knew ya'd be in late an' out early, it were shit of me"

"Jack it's fine" she was too tired to get into it now.

"I'll see you tonight, go on go and get some more sleep".

-

Becky couldn't shake the niggle in her head all day.

Mid afternoon she finally got a break.

Sitting on her own in the staffroom with an iPad curiosity finally got the better of her.

She couldn't believe her eyes at what she saw..

She emailed the links to herself.

Martina popped her head in "sorry Becky, can you sign something off for me, no one else is around"

"Yeah no worries, give me two minutes?"

"Thank you, also are there any domestics coming in? It's just that bed from earlier hasn't been dealt with? If we leave it it'll start smelling!"

"For fuck sake" Becky moaned "will you help me do it before the tea comes in?"

Becky got up and followed her out. In the corridor they were met by Liam argueing with a duty Dr "we've not bloody done it cos it we've been chasing fucking bedpans and cleaning bodily fluids all day!! God forbid anyone should need any actual nursing done around here!" He stormed off looking as fucked off with it all as Becky felt.

-

By the time Becky got home she was mentally and physically exhausted.

She found Jack asleep on the sofa.

Smudge was curled up between his thighs.

Becky scoffed at him, if a cat could feel smug, her cat was currently feeling very smug.

Becky decided to leave Jack be and went to have a bath and put her pyjamas on.

Jack walked into the bedroom just as Becky had come out of the bathroom.

"Sorry I must fell asleep, you ok? How was ya day?"

"Not great to be honest, how's your head"

"Yeah not great either" Jack replied.

Becky noticed the hoover lines in the carpet as she walked round to get her pyjamas, all perfectly inline.

She had also noticed how spotless the bathroom was.

"Cleaner came in then?"

"Yeah, I tidied the rubbish then called them in while I picked me car up. I was gonna Hoover but me head was bangin' an' then I thought I'd jus' have them do everythin' so tomorrow ya wouldn't see things an' do them on ya day off"

Becky walked back to him "come here" she snuggled into him for a hug.

"Ya eaten? I'm starvin' fancy orderin' in?"

"Peps going to kill you tomorrow!"

"Nah I'll be alright....reckon a nandos will sort me out, y'get me?"

Half hour later they were sat on the floor, backs against the sofa, coffee table full of nandos, watching the previous nights casualty.

"Is that wot it was like when ya worked in A&E?" Jack asked her.

"Hmmm it's relatively realistic"

"Ya wanna go back into that dontcha?"

Becky took a deep breath "actually, I don't know, I don't know if I want to stay in a hospital setting...."

Jack snapped his head around "ya wot? I thought ya loved ya job?"

"I do, but I don't love the hours, I don't love being treated like a glorified cleaner one minute then being left to deal with something I'm out of my depth in the next" she sighed heavily "I don't love feeling like our time together feels like only a quarter of my life, despite the fact we kind of live together" she finished spilling out her feelings and looked down, feeling a bit emotional.

Jack studied her, Becky struggled to read his expression.

"Right first thing. I thought that we dooo live togetha? But ya keep makin' it sound like we don' but ya ain't been to yours for months. I wanted to ask ya if ya'd thought about lettin' ya flat go? I mean wots the point ya payin' the rent on it?" His face softened before he continued "but as for ya job, wot ya thinkin'? Wot would ya do? Cos I don' wanna be the reason ya stop doin' summat ya love, summat you've worked hard for. Yeah I hate ya hours, but I'm so fuckin' proud of ya an' wot ya do Becks"

She looked at him seriously "Jack what is this? Our relationship? Where do you see us in five years? Ten years? Do you see us as long term?" She paused "because I do"

"An' I do! Five years I reckon we'll be inna nice house, a dog, maybe kids? Ten years, definitely kids an' maybe even married.......but I guess I thought it like depended on ya work......" He watched her face, he started to internally panic that he might have got the situation totally wrong. "Is that wot you want?"

Becky nodded and put her hand on his thigh "yes, so much, I really want all that" she smiled. "But none it really works with how we are living now does it? You know when I met you at the training centre the other week?"

"Yeah......"

"Well I was talking to that physio or whatever he was and he said the medical team were looking for a nurse -"

" - ya wanna be a nurse on the medic team?" Jack couldn't hide his smile.

Becky could never stop herself from smiling when he did, it was contagious "not necessarily, but it did get me thinking about roles outside of a hospital aaaaaand I would like to get my master's degree and work towards becoming a nurse practitioner, which means a nurse that can assess, diagnose, treat and prescribe.....it would open doors to so many jobs Jack, normal hours jobs.......jobs that would make it easier if we had a family....."

She smiled and watched the grin on Jack's face get even wider.

They sat and chatted until far too late considering Jack had training the following morning, but Becky showed him the jobs she'd found that interested her and the clinic she'd thought about applying for a placement place at while she completed her second degree.

It turned out Jack had also been saving things for her to look at and had found some houses he wanted to show her.

"Jack that one's nearly three million!"

"Nah do not start this, I work hard an' I'm comfortable that I do plenty of good with wot I earn, an' you work fuckin' hard and don't get paid enough but I think you deserve the earth, so if I want to give it to ya, you'll let me, an' ya need to let the money thing go, please bab"

"Ok, but as much as possible we can live low-key, I know there's times when that isn't possible and trust me whenever you need a cheerleader or support I'll be there by your side, but I don't want to be in the papers everytime we step outside"

"Yeah I know an' we'll be careful, but, er...ya wanna 'ave a practice on that makin' a baby lark though bab?"

Before she could respond he was on her, pushing her back on the floor, laying above her, pawing at her, pulling her pyjamas off and tugging at his own clothes.

His hand went between her legs, his fingers entering her causing her to gasp and pull his hair "ya always so wet...."

She kissed him "and you're always literally two seconds away from having a raging hard on!"

He laughed his deep sexy laugh "it's wot ya do to me!"

"Roll over" she urged him.

Wrapping his arms around her, he obliged, pulling her on top.

She sat astride him grinning, she reached out for his hands and he gazed up at her, fingers laced together, his arms slightly supporting her as she lifted her hips and slowly sank back down, taking his hard length inside her.

Palm to palm with him she slowly rode him, rocking her hips.

She watched as his eyes fucked her own eyes, before moving down to her lips, her chest, her stomach, then finally lifting his head slightly he watched himself be swallowed up into her wetness over and over before licking his lips and bringing his eyes back to hers.

As she felt the pleasure rise through her already she revelled in how confident he made her feel, like she was the only woman on the planet.

Still holding his hands she grinded down into him, tilting her pelvis forward whilst arching her back, increasing the friction.

She felt Jack shudder between her walls as she picked up her pace moaning his name.

She rocked harder, pushing down into his hips, she started to feel the pressure within her build and the tingling sensation took over her body.

Jack watched as her head rolled back, her lips parted and her stomach and thigh muscles tensed. He felt her warmth tighten around him, pulling him in as she came softly moaning his name.

He let her hands go and pulled her down to him, her breasts crushed against his chest, he held her waist and kissed her hard as he thrust deeply, forcing himself into her as he came himself.

Becky lifted her head to look at him before nestling back against his chest, enjoying his embrace as they both came down from their shared state of pleasure.