This is a “What If” fic. What if Mac had gone to Sheffield? Set around Series 1 Episode 8.




“… No I resigned, because Sheffield offered me a consultancy.” Mac continued.

Caroline continued to look at Mac, shocked and dazed. She quickly snapped out of it as Mac’s eyes met hers, “A consultant? Wow! Congratulations.” She offered her hand to Mac and he shook it and gave him a false smile.

“Thank you.” Mac smiled back at her and he took a sip of his drink.

“When do you leave?” She asked, trying to hide the different emotions in her voice.

“Next week.” Caroline looked at him for a short while, then she looked at the floor hiding the hurt in her eyes.

“… Jesus here she comes. Cover me cover me.” Mac ducked down and ran out of the pub away from Sue. So he left, leaving her feeling hurt and stunned, and he was going to Sheffield – for good most probably. She felt truly gutted and wanted to kick herself for being the coward she was. Why didn’t she tell him how she felt about him there and then? Why was it too hard for her to do? Was it fear of rejection? Maybe it would be better if he never knew, because it would only make it harder, she thought.

Ohhhhh i like the idea of this!...More more!!

:D yay more fic pleazio

yay, I love it so far! Can't wait to read more, poor Caroline!

What a fantastic idea. :yeeay I love Au fic ideas so i cannot wait to read more.

ooh that's a really cool idea I like it :) can' wait for more now!

Yes, a very good idea, although if Emmy makes an appearance I might have to scream at her...

Thanks for your comments :) & don't worry Emmy wont be! :lol:

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Angela sighed and watched as Caroline quickly had another shot of vodka.

“Are you alright?” Angela asked, looking at the several empty shot glasses on the table.

“Mhmm. Why wouldn’t I be?” Caroline gave an uneasy smile and she slowly reached for another shot on the table.

“You’re drinking an awful a lot.” Angela said, grabbing Caroline’s arms to prevent her getting to the glass. “What’s up?”

Guy walked past and stopped, hearing what Angela said and sat down next to Caroline. “What’s wrong?” He said, taking one of Caroline’s shots.

“Hey! I paid for that!” Caroline mumbled and slapped Guy’s hand away.

“Oh feisty eh?” Guy smirked but then Caroline slapped his other hand. “Oh and-”

“Anyway, what’s up Caro?” Angela quickly cut Guy off.

“Nothing’s wrong with her! She just needs a few more drinks down her. Ooh-er look at her over there. Someone might be in for some luck tonight!” Guy drummed his fingers on the table.

“Stop it. Do you know how immensely irritating you are?” Angela quickly snapped at Guy. “I’m trying to find out what’s wrong with her and all you care about is yourself again.”

“Actually, I'm doing you a huge favour.” Guy replied. “Because then you don’t have to listen to her and her, “problems”.” Guy said with air quotations.

“What the f*ck would you know?” Caroline stood up quickly and hit Guy with her bag, trying to stop the tears from flowing, and walked towards the exit of the pub, but she came back quickly, had another shot, then hit Guy again and left the pub, bursting into tears. She quickly ran round a corner and stood against the wall, trying to calm herself down. After a few moments she started to stumble home and it was not easy.

Gah, Emma I love this! Write more!! :D Pwease

awww poor caro :cry

I hate sheffield! :D its fab, keep on going!

Wahey!

What ifs are the best.

vicky maybe that should be a new lyndons catogory :)

awww :cry poor caroline

Gaaah to Sheffield, I'll never be able to think of it quite the same way again...not that I thought of it before much. Ha I noticed that the toilet doors at school were made in Sheffield and it made me smile then I felt SO VERY weird. Small things like that remind me that I am still slightly *alot* obsessed.
Please update this soon! I love it! You can't let Mac leave!!

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The next day, Caroline woke up with a bad hangover and Angela hovering over her. She gave a small yelp.

“I made you breakfast.” Angela placed a tray on Caroline’s bed. “And here take these.” She handed Caroline some painkillers.

“Thanks. What happened last night?” Caroline rubbed her forehead and started to eat a piece of toast.

“Well,” Angela sighed, “You slept with Guy.”

Caroline spat out her toast and started spluttering, “What?! Oh dear God!” She hid herself under the duvet covers.

“You didn’t really! You actually had a go at him last night.” Caroline removed the covers from her face. Angela looked at her watch. “Oh I’d better be off, but you’re going to tell me later what was wrong last night! Mwah.” Angela left the room.

“Bitch.” Caroline mumbled.

“What was that sorry?” Angela said coming back into the room.

“Nothing, nothing!” Angela left closing the door behind her.

After finishing her breakfast, Caroline got up and walked over to her wardrobe and picked out a random outfit. She looked at her clock and groaned that she had to be at work in half an hour. She didn’t want to go in and see Mac because she knew it would make it even worse.
”When do you leave?”
“Next week.”
Next week – he would be gone. She wouldn’t see him everyday. Sure they might stay in contact for a while, but she knew that it would eventually fade out. She would be just an old flame of his, just a distant memory.

NOOOO he can't leave! It would be too sad...for a minute there I thought Caroline really had slept with Guy and my face resembled this: :o Please add some more soon!

Caroline in tears :o Mac needs to know, he needs to know <_<

haha that was SO caroline :lol:

:lol: Oh you have to love angela in that she ruled!!

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Caroline walked into the hospital, slouching down and tried to keep her eyes closed, but she soon opened them when she heard a familiar voice. She looked up and saw Mac smiling at her.

“Hangover hat again?” Mac asked, walking around her.

“Oh, erm well,” She said blushing, “No, no. I’m fine.” Caroline straightened up for a bit, wincing her eyes.

“Are you one hundred percent certain Dr. Todd?”

“Yes I am thank you Dr. Macartney. I’m just a bit, tired.” She said, not looking at him.

“Right. Well I guess I’ll see you later. I’ve got some cuttin’ to get on with.” He gave her one last smile before he walked away, which made her weak at the knees. She slumped against a wall and closed her eyes for a moment.

“Caroline, Caroline, Caroline.” She opened her eyes slowly and looked at Guy.

“What?” She sighed and started walking with Guy running after her.

“I think you owe me an apology.”

“Why exactly?”

“Because you gave me several bruises last night! I mean look!” Guy rolled up his sleeves.

“How did I give you these bruises again? Oh yes I remember with my handbag. Don’t be such a wuss.”

“No, I’m not a “wuss”, people like the Fartin and the hippie tosspot are on the other hand.”

“Don’t you have someone else to annoy?” She sighed, “Look Martin’s over there talking to that nurse who you like.” Caroline pointed in a random direction and quickly walked off in the other direction whilst Guy was looking for Martin.

Ohh this flick makes me smile!! I love Caroline bless her hangover and she didnt even get the as Caromac would put it The Mac Cure for Hangovers!! lol I also found the fooling Guy quite amusing!

Haha that was so funny! I can just imagine Guy believing her about Martin talking to the nurse! I love this fic!

awww hehe yay :lol:

Just caught up. Oh I love it. Poor Guy getting beaten up by a girl...

Aww Emma I adore it, Mac being all pretty and yummy and he can't leave!!

And Caroline could take Guy anyday!

:lol:

thankies for all your comments! :)

Sorry for the lack of postage!!
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“Can I talk to you for a second?” Angela asked walking over to Mac in the staff room, “Have you noticed anything about Caroline recently?”

Mac rubbed his head, “No, not really. Why?”

“It’s just she seems a little, “off”, that’s all.” Angela sighed, “I’ll talk to her later,” she said as her pager went off, “Better go!” Angela quickly dashed out of the room, bumping into Caroline in the corridor, “Ah just the person I was looking for. I haven’t got time now but I’m having a serious chat with tonight.” Angela continued to make her way down the corridor.

“Wha-” Caroline said, walking backwards before Angela went out of sight.

“Woah there.”

“Shit sorry!” Caroline said turning around and started to blush, realising she had collided into Mac. She began to give a nervous laugh, looking a little shy and embarrassed, “Sorry,” she said again quietly.

Mac gave a small smile, “Friday, are you free?”

“Friday… Well I, er why?”

“Ah well, I’m just going to the pub with some people, you know leaving drinks I suppose.”

She found herself avoiding his eyes, “Oh right… Yes, yes I am.”

“Good, good,” He nodded, “Well I’ll see you later.” And she waited for him to walk off.

"Oh f*ck." She whispered to herself.

Yey! I'm glad you restarted/continued this fic! I love it but I desperately don't want Mac to go...or at least to take Caroline with him! Please update soon :)

oooh, wonder what the angela talk's going to be about! I like fics with her still in them. Glad you updated this, I love it! can't wait for more :)

Love the undatage!! Mac oblivious as always....he'll never leave!!

no he should leave and take caro with him!
THEY CAN MEET ARCTIC MONKEYS TOGETHER!!

more more more! (pleasE*

mac can't go. everrrrrrrr
yay more soon please

Eeep sorry for not posting!

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The rest of the day passed quickly, much to quickly for Caroline’s liking. Before she knew it, it would be Friday and then Mac would be gone by Sunday. Gone, forever. Caroline slowly sipped at her glass of wine, but spat it back out as soon as she felt someone slap their hands on her shoulders.
“Knew I’d find you here!” Angela said sitting done next to her, “I think you’re turning into an alcoholic.”

“Don’t be stupid,” Caroline laughed.

“I’m not. You seem to be getting completely hammered every night,” Angela laughed but then changed the tone in her voice, “What’s up?”

“Nothing. I, I am completely fine,” Caroline sighed.

“No you’re not. Come on tell me! I don’t want you to be like this.”

“Be like what?”

“Unhappy. You give me the impression that you’re unhappy about something,” Angela paused, “Is it Guy?”

“Guy? God no!” Caroline spluttered her drink.

“Are you sure? Was it about what happened at your party? Is it about those rumours?” Angela whispered.

“Yes I’m sure and no it isn- what rumours?!” Caroline asked, worried and gulped down her wine.

“Nothing. Nothing to worry about,” Angela looked at Caroline who had a troubled look on her face, “Seriously it doesn’t matter. Pretend I never mentioned it.” Angela smiled.

“Hello ladies,” Martin said carrying a pint of Guinness. He took a sip of it, but he soon gagged, “Hmm yes lovely.”

“Oh what’s up? Can’t you handle a Guinness?” Guy sniggered, following Martin, and he sat down with Angela and Caroline.

“Could you come back later? We’re in the middle of something?” Angela said.

“Yeah go on Fartin.” Guy looked at Angela, “What, me aswell? Oh for-” Guy quickly got distracted by a nurse who walked into the pub, and he dashed off.

“Right, anyway, I’m just going to dash to the toilet,” Angela said getting up, “stay right where you are.” She quickly walked off.

Caroline looked around her and waited for Angela to enter the toilets. She quickly grabbed her bag and coat.

“Hello,” Boyce said hastily sitting down next to her, “What’s happening?”

“Hi, er, I was just about to go sorry,” Caroline said attempting to stand up, but Boyce dragged her back down to the chair.

“No, no stay. Peanut?”

“No I’m fine thanks.”

“Crisp?”

“I really should get goi-” Caroline noticed Angela walking back, “Shit,” she muttered.

“Thanks Boycie!” Angela said giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“No problem,” he replied and then he left.

“Did you ask him to stay here so I wouldn’t leave?” Caroline asked shocked.

“Yes! I knew you would. Now sit down!”

“Can’t we talk at home?” Caroline whined.

“No! Do you want me to get angry? Anger is an ugly emotion and only for the weak.”

“I thought you said that was jealousy?”

“Yes, I did but that also applies for anger. Now what is bloody wrong with you woman!”

“Alright, you want to know, will you then shut up and leave me ALONE?” Caroline snapped, talking a big gulp from her drink.

“Yes, yes!” Angela said rapidly.

“I, I don’t want a certain someone to leave,” Caroline whispered.

“What?”

“I don’t want a certain someone to leave,” She repeated, louder this time, “becauseiammadlyinlovewiththatsomeone,” Caroline said hurriedly, and she quickly got up and dashed off.

“Whose leav-” Then it hit Angela, “M-Mac?” She said stunned.

I love the moreness!!! It feels like Green Wing!!

awww bless lovely caro :wub: that's very cute

Eeep! I love it and yes it's so Green Wing-esque but PLEASSSSSE update it as soon as can be! Thanks :)

Yes, please do! I'm really enjoying it.

yay i love this fic although i think it needs to be updated :rolleyes: please

“Hello,” Boyce said hastily sitting down next to her, “What’s happening?”

“Hi, er, I was just about to go sorry,” Caroline said attempting to stand up, but Boyce dragged her back down to the chair.

“No, no stay. Peanut?”

“No I’m fine thanks.”

“Crisp?”


haha that made me laugh.. i can just imagine boyce like that

yaay i love it. more soon please :)