Okay since people have asked. Here is a sequel to 'Behind Closed Doors'. It carries on from Sam's & Tom's journey to Ireland, It's also set 1 year after they left. Please Enjoy.
Dublin, Ireland.
Sam woke early that morning, she smiled to herself as she found herself tangled in Tom's arms. She looked at him for a few moments just watching him sleep. Before she leant up and kissed him softly, it took a moment before she felt him responding before she pulled away and looked at him with a smile. "Good morning" she said to him. "Good morning to you too beautiful" Tom smiled before he kissed her softly on the lips. Before Sam pulled away.
"Come on we need to get ready" she told him. "But we've got the day off" Tom raised his eyebrows. "No not for work, we promised to spring clean my mother's apartment, remember?" Sam said. Tom groaned but he remembered the last time Sam and he went to visit her mother, it wasn't long after they settled in to Ireland.
"Alright, just another five minutes" Tom said sleepily. "For you maybe. But I'm getting ready, I want you out of bed by the time I'm out the shower understood" Sam said. But then she realised Tom wasn't listening, he was already straight back to sleep. She rolled her eyes before stretching over and picking up his dressing gown and slipped it on around her frame.
And headed out of the bedroom and into the shower. Turning on the water before she slipped inside. Letting the warm water soothe her aching muscles, she found herself thinking about Holby and her colleagues. She wondered how they were getting on without her and Tom. If they were missed. Although both of them stayed in touch with Zoe.
Sam had also stayed in touch with Mr Jordan. Thinking of him this brought a smile to Sam's face. The wedding was booked for a year to the day Sam and Tom got together, it was just over two months away, truthfully Sam was a little nervous but also excited, having being fully accepted into Tom's adoptive family.
There was nothing more she could have asked for. But there was just one thing missing. Sam had never known her father. Everyone says that a wedding isn't a wedding without the bride's father.
But this was something Sam was going to have to accept. Although she saw Nick as a father figure. That was all that she needed.
Sam soon stepped out of the shower when the water began to run cold, she grabbed the towel and wrapped it around her frame hoping to keep some of the remainder of the warm water for a bit longer before she headed back into the bedroom to get dressed.
She saw that the bed was empty. So Tom had been listening when she told him to be up and out by the time she got out the shower as she dressed quickly, she headed down the stairs of they're apartment.
The smell of pancakes quickly filling her nostrils, causing her stomach to grumble with hunger. She also saw Tom in his apron, she stiffed back a giggle as she looked at him before Tom handed her a plate full of pancakes.
'One plate of pancakes with lemon sauce and sugar, for my beautiful fiancée just the way you like them" Tom smiled as he handed Sam the plate. The telephone began to ring as Sam was eating, Tom answered it.
'Hi Kate' Tom answered it.
'Are you and Sam on your way over?' Kate asked her son in law to be.
"Yes, we shall be, give us half an hour?" Tom suggested.
"Yeah that's fine. I'll leave a key under the matt for you both" Kate told him.
"Right Okay" Tom responded.
"Thanks again for doing this. I appreciate it" Kate said.
"No worries" Tom replied before the conversation ended.
Sam was finished eating her pancakes. She went over to the sink to wash her plate. Feeling full from her breakfast, she watched as Tom ate his. Once he was also finished, they grabbed they're jackets and left the apartment.
Closing the front door behind them. Tom happily slipped his hand into Sam's as they made the quick 45 minute walk. Kate lived on the other side of the town centre, they soon arrived at Kate's apartment.
Tom quickly picked up the key under the mat just as Kate had said she would and he opened the front door. It seemed Kate wouldn't be helping with the spring clean. She had left them both to it. As Sam took off her jacket and placed it on the coat hanger, she found a sticky note with both hers and Tom's names on and she read it.
Sam – attic, Tom – Lounge. Thanks again x. Sam rolled her eyes at her mothers note. She knew why though if, Sam and Tom were to clean the attic together. They'd never get the job finished on time.
'Do you want a drink?" Tom asked as he made his way into the kitchen.
"Tom we haven't even started yet" Sam said jokily.
"I know, but I thought I would ask" Tom said.
"Nah I'm fine. I'll start on the attic. You in the lounge" Sam told him. Before she walked up the ladder into the attic.
She heard Tom walk into the lounge and Sam got started. But it wasn't long before she found her old school records, and reports, this causing her to smile a little as she read them before something fell out of the box she was holding. She kneeled down to pick it up and she turned it over. Realising that it was her birth certificate she looked at it for a moment.
Samantha Louise Nicholls
Born 12th August 1985
Mother: Kate Nicholls.
Father: Nicholas 'Nick' Jordan
Sam dropped it in horror almost as if it was hot coal. There had to be some mistake surely….