Been on my mind since the confirmed explosions coming up in Series 30. I know it's not in the ED, and I think I know where they actually are. Anyway, should be updated every Wednesday, and I've already pre-written half of it, so that should make a difference! Would you mind leaving me a review telling me of your thoughts? Oh yes, and sorry for the length of this chapter- it is considerably short compared of what I'm used to writing, but it's really just there to set the scene! So, on with the first chapter!

The Will to Live: Chapter 1

No one knew how much damage had been done to the building, and no one really cared. The damage lay in their hearts as people were lost and injured, and some of them thought their hearts may actually be broken from the devastation that the explosions caused. It was only morning, but the night lasted a life-time. As dawn broke, everyone looked on towards the very ironic fiery red sky that seemed to mock them for all they had. No one had a dry eye- they had all let at least one tear drop- even more so as the memories flashed back at them continuously. They stood in silence- watching the last of the embers die down in something that was once they place they worked. They felt sick, and they would never forget.

12 Hours Earlier

Connie sighed in anger as she paced up and down in her office- thinking one thing, 'worst shift ever'. Not only had five drunk patients demanded a second opinion from 'the boss lady with heels and a rocker walk', but they were just drunk! And then there was the more than small matter of losing patients. Lofty being one of the main people- partnered with that stupid porter that Zoe somehow loved. Connie couldn't see the attraction in him. Not only was he a lot younger than Zoe, but Dr. Hanna was a consultant and he was a porter. Just a porter.

Then there was the small matter of Honey. Not only had she returned, but she had also been regretting it. There were two reasons for her return- them being Noel and Ethan. She wanted to be closer- get closer- to her father, and she wanted to rekindle the flame that she once held briefly with the young doctor. No matter how many times she had been told by Cal, 'Ethan's just being awkward and shy, it'll get better', it didn't change the fact Ethan was being incredibly quiet around her. She'd just given up.

Zoe and Max had grown closer to each other- finally moving in together and spending a lot more time in one another's company. Lofty had finally accepted that Max never had a fake girlfriend as he so suspected for so long- and was quite happy for his friends success, as Robyn was for her brother's.

Everything else had been running smoothly apart from the hitches that always seemed to disrupt the clockwork of the ED.

He managed to sneak his way into the hospital, and down into the basement with his backpack holding the secret to his plan. He was ready to make Holby City Hospital pay the price for his loss. He vowed to get revenge and he was about to. He had a feeling he wouldn't make it out in time himself- but that was the price he was willing to pay.

He walked around in the basement for a bit, spilling the petrol in his path. He didn't once regret doing it- all he could think about was the pain that he felt. And, after dousing the floor he'd walked on with petrol, he carelessly dropped the tub and pulled a match out of his coat pocket. He lit the match and watched the flame for a few seconds- slowly burning the match to ash.

Then he dropped it.

There was a loud bang beneath the hospital floor in the basement- the loud bang that made everything change in a split second. The ED erupted in panic as a second one followed. Lights flickered on and off until resting on off, smoke could be smelled, and the ceilings already looked unsteady. The 'worst shift ever' had just got worse.