"Congratulations." Ethan said as he walked past Zoe, who was laying out on a deck chair beside the roof top pool with big sunglasses covering her face and masking the hangover. Zoe looked up slightly but Ethan had already walked off, he'd been the third person to congratulate her that morning, at first she thought they'd been congratulating her for managing to get them all a few days away from the ED but now she wasn't so sure. Zoe had managed to sweet talk Connie into allowing a group of her staff go on a trip to Vegas, team building she'd called it, when in fact she meant a few days away from Holby to drink a lot and party.

No one laying out by the rooftop pool were people she knew, she'd seen a couple of her friends but only in passing as they left the pool. Max was still in bed and she'd figured that he was just as hungover as her, only Zoe's head hurt too much to sleep it off and she instead hoped that fresh air might shift the hangover from hell.

"Congratulations." Ash said way too cheerily for Zoe's liking, he moved Zoe's poolside bag from the deck chair next to her and sat on the chair instead.

"You're the fourth person to say that to me this morning, what am I being congratulated for?" Zoe asked groggily.

"Can you honestly not remember last night?" Ash asked, as he watched Zoe remove her sunglasses from her face. "I'll take that as a no."

"Oh God, what did I do?" Zoe sighed, not sure whether she wanted to hear what was about to be said.

"You got married, ring any bells yet?" Ash asked, laughing slightly as he saw Zoe's face drop.

"Married?" Zoe asked slowly, "Who to?"

"Max." He replied as he stood up and walked away.

Zoe looked up into the direction that Ash had just gone, she wasn't quite sure how to comprehend the news that she'd just been told and was perhaps more unsure of how to deal with the fact that everyone knew.

"Max!" Zoe shouted as she stormed into their shared hotel room, that she'd managed to get as she'd been booking the break.

"Keep your voice down, my head is banging." Max complained, as he dug his head into the pillow to block out her shouting.

"What can you remember about last night?" Zoe asked softly as she sat down in the bed next to him, her shouting hurting her own head as well as Max's.

"Absolutely nothing but I must have drunk a lot, I can't remember feeling this bad in ages." Max replied as he moved and pulled Zoe down into his arms.

"Everyone knows about us Max." Zoe told him.

"I'm sorry." Max said as he looked down at her, he figured that he'd done something stupid and that this was his fault.

"It's not your fault, from what I can gather I think that this is down to both of us."

"What did we do Zo?"

"How about you make your wife a coffee and then I'll tell you?" Zoe replied, Max got straight out of bed and walked over to the mini kettle in their room in his boxers. He looked back around to look at Zoe as he processed her words.

"Wife? Did we get married?" Max asked as he sat on the bottom of the bed.

"Yeah." Zoe replied as she studied Max's face for any hint to how he was feeling.

"You're my wife?" Max asked, a smile creeping across his face.

"Yes." Zoe replied, pushing her own feelings aside for the moment as his smile became infectious.

"Still want a coffee Mrs Walker?"

"Yes please. We're going to have to talk about this later though once we feel normal again."

"That doesn't sound so good, we aren't heading for the divorce courts already are we?" Max asked worriedly.

"Don't be silly, we hadn't planned to get married though baby so we'll need to talk about this properly, later."