Hi guys! Merry belated Christmas. Sorry for my lack of updates. I have just been snowed under this year with CATs and to tell you the truth i should be revising for my mocks at the moment. Whoops! But my new years resolution will be to update at least one story per week. Please review and i will update again in the new year. :-)


Tom sighed as he looked at his three children sat behind him in the car as he up took the long journey back to Holby. All three of them were exhausted but in various states of sleep; Ella, his oldest was staring out the window, wide-awake, purposely ignoring him as usual, her headphones plugged in as always. At 14 she was just like her mum, strong willed and a definite rock chick. Her eyes were bright blue and her hair was the same colour as her mums but it had an uncontrollable wavy/curliness, which she had definitely inherited from Tom. Jamie was sat fast asleep on the other side of the car in order to stop him and Ella fighting. Jamie was the middle child and at 11 was still finding his feet. He tried to act strong like Ella but Tom knew that on the inside he was insecure and had a soft side. Everyone said that Jamie was the splitting image of Tom but whenever Tom looked at he could see that Jamie had Sam's bluey grey eyes. Sat in the middle was Rosie, Tom's little darling; she was only 4 and had been a surprise. Her mum had been unsure whether to keep her or not as she was unsure as to whether she would be able to cope with another child. But Tom had worked hard to persuade her to keep the baby and was so glad that he did because as soon as Tom had laid eyes on her he had fallen in love. Rosie was the smiley sort of person who could just light up a room, and no matter what she could always make Tom feel better. Rosie had reddish coloured hair that was dead straight and was always put into pigtails but Tom as they made her look impossibly cute.

Tom smiled as he looked back at Rosie, who was trying as hard as possible to stay awake. "You alright there" he said softly. "Mmhm" Rosie replied nodding, "Are we almost home?" "Not quite baby girl" Tom replied quietly, "why don't you try and get some sleep". Rosie wrinkled her nose and shook her head, "No daddy, I'm a big girl now". Tom couldn't help but laugh at his little girl who was growing up too fast just like his other two kids. He wished that he could rewind time just so that Sam could witness their children growing up.

It had been a hard 18 months, Tom had been trying his best to be a good parent but with Sam out on her second tour in 3 years, the kids were finding it hard to cope. Particularly Ella as she was definitely Sam's girl and was finding it very hard to be apart from Sam especially as she had some trust issues regarding Tom; but he knew it was all his fault and just wished he could make it right. Tom also knew that Ella needed a mother as a teenage girl especially in the vulnerable position she was in. Tom knew that Jamie missed his mum as well, but he got on just as well with Tom and so was coping about as well as any other kid with just their father looking after them. But Jamie worried an awful lot and so Tom understood how the fact that his mum might not return ate Jamie up a lot. And Rosie hardly knew Sam as she had been on 2 tours since Rosie's birth. The young girl asked plenty of questions about her mother and so knew about her from information from her siblings but it obviously pained her that she had no memories of her own about her mum.

This Christmas had definitely been the hardest; all the children had hoped that Sam would be back because she had been out for over 18 months. But they were all really disappointed that she wasn't home and the disappointment on all their faces on Christmas morning had broken Tom's heart. He had also wanted to see her. Tom missed Sam more than anything and every time the phone rang unexpectedly, his heart would be in his throat as he hoped it wouldn't be bad news.

And that was why Tom was so relieved that Sam was coming home tomorrow.