Hey guys, here's another new fic from me, this time, a collaboration with Laura (SaMaNdPhIl4eVeR). Plz R&R and tell us what you think. Luv ya all Gemz and Laura xx Btw, the italics in this chapter are flashbacks xx

Love Knows No Boundaries

Summary: Sam arrives to take the DI's position. Will sparks fly? For the purposes of this fic, Sam is married to Stuart and has been for the last 5years but she still uses her maiden name at work. The whole Sam/Abi/Hugh saga hasn't happened therefore, Abi wasn't abducted and didn't have her baby boy but she is up North at university.

Prologue

Samantha Nixon walked through the gates of Hendon early one Monday morning. She had not been here since two weeks prior, when she had tried to run away from her problems, but as usual it hadn't worked. Her life had never been simple or easy, she wondered why she had thought that training to be a police officer would make it any better. It wasn't as if she had made the best choices in life, falling in love with someone who would later reveal himself as a child killer and having his child hadn't been the path she imagined her life to take when she was a teenager. However once she had been to university and proven to herself and most importantly to her parents that having her daughter Abigail hadn't been the end of her life, she thought that things were going to be different.

She sighed as she wandered through the familiar corridor, looking for the person who had despite his "bad boy" reputation had become her friend and most recently her boyfriend. When they first had met, she had wanted nothing to do with him, everyone knew him or perhaps knew of him, all the girls fancied the pants off of him and all of the boys wanted to be like him. They may have been all in training for one of the most difficult jobs in London, but that didn't make them anything less than normal human beings. However time had passed and somehow and she wasn't exactly sure how but they had become good friends. However he had been what she had run away from, the problem had started when he told her that he loved her and then all she could think of was how many others he had said those words to and how many others he had let down. She had been determined to not just be another of Phil Hunter's many women. She had left this place two weeks ago determined to decide what she wanted out of life and who she had wanted to be. But he hadn't really left her mind, every time something became clear, there was a voice in her head that held her back to him, back to the reasoning that she had been wrong. That it was possible that he did love her and wouldn't just leave her high and dry after she had fallen in love with him.

Sam smiled at one of her other friends but just kept walking, she needed to tell him something, something that had been an issue but now it wasn't. She didn't know if it was a good or bad thing, but seeing his reaction would help her clarify it in her mind. Then out of nowhere she caught sight of the graduate's notice board, and her face fell, there he was, his name and photo, with the trademark grin. Phil Hunter, graduated one week ago. He was gone and she was alone, never to be able to tell him what she wanted. That she had been pregnant with his child and had perhaps made a mistake by running. She felt her legs begin to collapse underneath her and there in the busy corridor she sunk to the ground, she was surrounded by people, but she had never felt so alone.

Sam couldn't believe it; Phil had graduated and not even told her. She thought that he would've at least told her himself, not like this, this was no way to find out. Sam had had her chance but she'd blown it, by running away a fortnight ago. She hoped that she'd have got a chance to straighten things out between her and Phil but his graduation had stopped her from telling him about their baby. The baby that she'd miscarried. Sam eventually picked herself up off the floor, she took one last look at Phil's smiling face on the graduate's notice board and turned on her heel and left. She needed somewhere to think things through. To comprehend what had just happened.

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About half an hour later, Sam walked through the gates of the local park. She walked for about 100 yards or so and then found a bench. She sat down on it, unable to comprehend what had happened. She had become what she promised herself that she wouldn't, another conquest of Phil Hunter's. He told her that he loved her and then, a fortnight later, Phil had gone. How could he have meant it? Sam thought bitterly to herself.

The park was quiet; she needed some time to think. Sam thought back to the first time she saw Phil and smiled wryly to herself.

Flashback

Sam wandered down the busy corridor, a pile of books in her arms. One of which was her favourite 'Criminal Profiling: Inside A Killer's Mind', she was determined to show everyone that she was up to the challenge of being a police officer as well as a mother. She looked up as someone rushed past her, knocking her sideways, her books flew into the air and she landed on the ground with a bump.

"Don't you look where you are…" Sam started to say, until she looked at the face of the person who had knocked her over

"Sorry, I am running late. Are you alright?" he said as he held out his hand towards her

"Yeah, fine" Sam just managed to reply, she was gazing into the deep blue eyes of this man

"Interesting reading there" he replied, flashing her a grin as he handed her the book and turned away from her, disappearing into the crowd

"Thanks" she called out to him, and as she began to gather herself together, she couldn't help but think that her heart had beaten a little faster when he was next to her.

Sam felt tears beginning to well up in her eyes but she blinked them away. It was better to remember the good times than to dwell on the bad. Even though, admittedly, she had no idea what had drawn her to Phil in the first place. Sam couldn't believe what he was like, a ladies man, a bad boy, whatever you call them and yet, she still fell for him. She remembered when Phil first asked her out, even now, she still couldn't believe that he'd actually asked her out.

Flashback

Sam sat reading, she looked up as someone pulled the book from her hands.

"Hey, I was reading that" she said angrily

"You're always reading" came a familiar voice

"Perhaps that is why I get better grades than you" she said with a laugh

"Come on then"

"Where are we going?"

"Dinner"

"What makes you think that I would want to go to dinner with you?"

"Well don't you?" he said with a smile

Sam had no answer for this, so she snatched her book back from him and followed

Sam subconsciously placed a hand on her stomach, remembering the baby that never was. She felt the tears well up again but she blinked them away, she didn't want to be portrayed as vulnerable. She was seen as a strong, independent woman who didn't need a man to make her happy. She recalled the moment she found out she was pregnant.

Flashback

Sam was sat on the toilet seat in her rented flat. Her hands were shaking as she did the test. Two minutes passed and she looked at the result. The word pregnant blinked up at her.

She couldn't believe it: She was pregnant with Phil Hunter's baby.

Sam smiled to herself. In a way, she regretted ending things with Phil when he told her that he loved her. The last person to say those words to her had been Glen and he turned out to be a child killer. Maybe the fact that she'd been let down so badly by someone who told her that he loved her stopped her from letting anyone else in. Phil had told her how he felt about her and she rebuffed him.

Flashback

"It's never going to work Phil" she heard herself say, trying to perhaps convince herself that these were the right words to say

"What this is all because I said that I loved you? Can't you just pretend that I never said it at all?"

"I don't want to lose you Phil, you are one of my best friends, but you said those words"

"Yeah, I know that I said them, but I do mean them. I love you Sam"

"How many others have you said that to? And what happened to them?"

"Sam, this is different"

"I'm sorry, but I can't" she said fighting back the beginning of tears, she leant towards him and kissed him softly, then she turned and left him alone

Sam had had enough of dwelling on the past. Phil was gone and he'd left her behind. Sam knew that she had to move on; she had Abi to consider too. There seemed no point on dwelling on what had happened, she couldn't change it. She had to forget him, for her own sake.

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