The Perfect Life?

A/N: I do not own any of the recognised characters, they belong to The Bill. This story is a replacement of Gone Missing, which was uploaded a couple of months ago. However it is using some of the ideas that I had for that story, but with a focus on Sam. Italics in this chapter are a flashback to the previous night. Please review and let me know what you think! It begins with a prologue, which is important for later in the story. The next chapter is where the disappearance of Jessica will be mentioned. Also this chapter has some scenes which may not be suitable for younger readers.

Prologue

Sam's eyes flickered open, the bright light causing them to close again almost instantly. Her hand slid out from underneath the sheet and rubbed the side of her head, which was pounding. Her throat felt dry, and she knew that if she went to speak, no words would come out. She opened her eyes again, shielding some of the light with her other hand, she blinked, not recognising the room she was in, the walls were the wrong colour, and she wasn't alone, she had arms wrapped around her, and they were male arms, arms that she recognised. She turned her head slowly so as not to wake her companion, she stared up at him and looked towards the sleeping face of Phil Hunter, he looked so peaceful. Sam sighed suddenly the events of yesterday came rushing back, it had all started when the two of them had left Sun Hill together hand in hand.

Flashback

Sam stood up from the crowded table, it was getting late in the evening and it was time to do what she had been trying to put off all evening. She reached down for her wine glass and drank the last mouthful, the wine running down the back of her throat. She had, had a few of these tonight, the ability to say goodbye to Phil without some extra courage, didn't bear thinking about. She wandered over towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder "Thanks for tonight" she said as he turned around to look at her

"I should be thanking you" he replied, his voice quiet, as he too stood up from the table

"Perhaps you should" she said softly as the two of them stand together "I had better be off though, some of us have work tomorrow"

"I only have tomorrow off Sam" Phil complained

"Yes, but it's still a day off" she said, with a wry smile, then she turned and headed to the door

"Sam, wait"

Sam turned back around, hesitant to what he is going to say back to her, hesitant that it is going to be some other declaration to which she still has no answer, she smiles and looks towards him

"How are you getting home?" he asks

"Cab" Sam replies, he is only being a friend "I called for one when you were speaking to Jack" she continues

"What about your car?"

"I'm sure that it will be safe at a police station for one night" she said sarcastically "Besides I can't exactly drive it home can I? Someone kept buying me wine"

"Well you did say that we were getting drunk tonight"

"So I did" she replies with a sigh, and then taking a deep breath she whispers "Bye Phil" and as she does she leans over and kisses him softly on the cheek, something that she perhaps wanted to do earlier in the day but couldn't, but now with the extra courage inside her, for once she doesn't think about the consequences, her thoughts are silenced for once, after all it is a kiss on the cheek, nothing like what they have shared before.

"Bye Sam" he replies as he pulls her closer for a hug, his arms wrapping around her

Sam sinks into his chest, breathing in his familiar smell, allowing herself to remember what it was like when they were together, but tonight he is leaving, he won't be at Sun Hill in the morning when she arrives, or just after she arrives, she sighs and pulls away, her cab will be here. She smiles one last time and leaves Phil standing by the door as she pushes it open and heads out into the darkened car park. She glances around, there is no sign of her cab, she sighs and leans back against the wall, she cannot go back inside again, she has said her goodbye, she doesn't have the strength to do it again.

Sam sighs as she carefully climbs out from underneath Phil's arms, she slides out of the bed and looks to the floor, some of her clothes are here, and she slips them on, the others she does not know. She tiptoes out of the room, but pauses at the bedroom door as she leaves, that hug hadn't been the end of their night, it had continued.

Sam pulls her coat around her tightly as she continues to wait, she has been out here for awhile now, and still no cab has come to pick her up. Suddenly the door to the pub opens and a figure wanders outside.

"What are you still doing here?"

"I'm missing a cab Phil" she replies sarcastically, as finally headlights beam into the car park and the familiar black car stops beside the two of them

"Hunter?" the driver questions from the window

Sam opens her mouth to start to speak, but she is silenced by Phil

"Come on Sam, we can share this one"

"Are you sure?" she asked cautiously

"Of course, 27 Glanville Street, please" he says as he opens the door for her, his hand sliding over her shoulder and down her back as he pushes her towards the seat

"Thanks Phil" she replies, as he climbs in next to her and the cab drives off, in the direction of Phil's house

Sam stares out into the darkened streets, there is silence in the cab, neither one of them speaks, neither of them knowing what to say, they turn into the side streets leading towards Phil's house, both of them knowing that this ride will be over soon, and so will the evening, Sam looks towards Phil and smiles

"I meant what I said today Sam, I really am going to miss you" he said, breaking the silence

Sam stares back at him, there is no-one to interrupt the two of them now, they are alone in the back seat, and finally she manages to whisper "I'll miss you too Phil" and leans closer to him and rests her head on his shoulder, she feels one of his arms wrap around her, pulling her closer to him, she turns her head, he is staring back down at her, his eyes piercing through the darkness to lock with hers, and as if in unison, they move closer to one another, their lips move closer, together, eventually closing the gap between them to nothing, as they meet in a soft kiss. Neither of them however go to break apart, and gradually it becomes more passionate, their tongues clashing with one another's their arms wrapping around each others waists. They are only bought out from their embrace by the stopping of the cab, and the loud cough of the driver.

Sam stares out the window, they have arrived at Phil's, she then glances towards him, wondering what happens now, was this, their big goodbye? She watches as he leans forward and pays the driver, and then turns back to her "Come inside" he whispers "Please"

"I can't Phil, we have tried this before" she watches as Phil climbs out of the cab, and stands on the pavement, looking back at her

"Where to?" the driver asks, and Sam feels torn, between doing the right thing and going inside with Phil, she has to make a decision fast.

Sam walks slowly down the stairs towards the hallway, almost tripping on her skirt, laying in the middle of the floor, she picks it up and pulls it on. She should have gone home last night, should have said her address, instead of nothing, then she wouldn't be here.

Sam doesn't say anything, she just climbs out of the cab, and stands next to Phil on the pavement, he turns and walks up the path and she follows. He unlocks the door and the two of them slip inside, before the door shuts Sam drops her bag onto the floor, it lands with a clunk. Phil closes the door and motions Sam to make her way to the kitchen, his hand grazing her arm as he points, her arm tingles where he touched her, and she turns back towards him. Suddenly the two of them are kissing again, Sam walks backwards until she is pressed up against the cold wall, she reaches for the buttons of Phil's shirt and begins to undo them, Phil's hands roam underneath her top and they break away as he pulls it off over her head, she pulls at the back of his shirt and drops it to the floor. His hands run down her back and unzip the back of her skirt, she steps out of it as she unbuckles his belt and pulls off his pants, at this moment the two of them pull away from one another, their eyes connected, but it is too late to stop what they have started now, and neither of them want to.

Sam can feel the alcohol coursing through her body, mixed with the desire to be with Phil once more, she pulls him closer to her once again, kissing down his chest, he wraps his arms around her and lifts her up, her legs wrapping around him as he walks upstairs towards his bedroom. Once inside the bedroom the rest of their clothes are quickly discarded as they fall onto the bed. Phil kisses her neck, sucking at it softly, he then returns to kissing her lips as their arms wrap around one another, Sam gasps as she feels Phil enter her, and as he begins to move she groans in pleasure, soon enough so does he, as they hold one another closely. Eventually Phil kisses her, as he lays back next to her, automatically she snuggles back into him, struggling for breath, his warm arms wrapped around her, and before she realises it, her eyes begin to close and she falls asleep.

Sam pulls her top back over her head, she glances towards the mirror hung on the hallway wall, she wipes at her face, and tries to straighten her hair, once she is completely dressed she doesn't know what to do next, she is torn between going upstairs, shaking Phil awake and finding out what happens now, and opening that door and running out into the street. No longer does she have the previous night's courage, it is morning now and that has long disappeared. This is her and Phil once again, he has left Sun Hill, he is leaving her behind, and suddenly she decides what to do, she tiptoes towards the front door and opens it, she heads outside into the street and pulls the door shut behind her, leaving him behind.

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