Sam lay in between her sheets which lay on her double bed, in her empty apartment. It was silent. She lay, looking out her bedroom window; thinking about him. It was her day off and he was at work, she knew that, but she wished that she could see him. Ever since she had gotten back from Afghanistan she had this notion that they belonged together. During the fire she had though of losing him and her life without him and now as she lay in her bed alone; she though of him and the time they spent together.

Flashback

"Sam! Samantha you stay away from that tree" Dylan warned and forcefully shouted to his wife as she approached the tree in their back garden.

"Dylan it's only a Beehive." Sam sighed as she stood underneath the tree unwilling to move. Which she knew irritated her husband.

"Sam," Dylan sighed knowing how stubborn his wife was. "You're allergic to bees, one stink and you shall need to be rushed to hospital."

"I know Dylan, I'm not stupid!" Sam angrily retorted back to her husband.

He cared then.

Sam was suddenly brought back into reality when she noticed a bee buzz past her window. It was unusual for bees to be out in such cold weather. Sam stood from her bed and approached the window slowly. However as she was about to open it her phone began to ring and echo throughout the apartment. She let it ring, she didn't want to move, she was numb as single tears streamed down her face; getting heavier and heavier by the second. Why did life have to be this way?

Sam heard the woman on the answering machine speak…Please leave a message after the tone. Beep… hello Dr. Nicholls, Sam, its Mr. Jordan from the E.D.

Sam sighed she knew what was coming

I know it's your day off but we are shorted staff, so as soon as you get this message if you could call me back… bye.

Sam sighed; she knew from the beginning she wasn't going to get a peaceful lie in bed, if it wasn't Dylan on her mind it was either work or the terrors of Afghanistan which haunted her. Today was not going to be a good day for her.

Sam slowly got dressed knowing that she would have to go into work; this meant that she would have to face Dylan. She hated to be called into work on her day off; to spend the day in the company of her husband who didn't love her and watch him flirt with another woman. It broke her heart.

Sam was about ready. She was washed and dressed, had her bag, she was ready for the big and busy E.D. that was until she realised the date. Matthews Birthday. How could she have forgotten?

Sam walked into the E.D numb; how could she have forgotten her own God sons Birthday. It wasn't like she never seen him or anything; actually now she thought about it she hadn't seen Matthew since before she had left for her first tour of Afghanistan. Which when she though about it was two almost three years ago. She wondered what he was like now. Not like she would ever find out, he was Dylan's nephew.

Flashback

Dylan brushed past Matthew as he clambered up the steps and entered the kitchen leaving Matthew, Sam and the bees out in the garden.

"Sam, must you annoy him?" the teenager asked from the steps as he watched his aunt stand under the beehive.

"Matt, dear, dear Matty, have you not learnt by now? I love to annoy your uncle. It amuses me." Sam stated with a grin on her face as she now approached the boy.

"I know you do Auntie Sam, but don't you ever feel guilty when you see that look of horror across his face." Matthew asked as he gazed upon his aunt awaiting an answer.

"Well, when you put it like that…" Sam paused thinking how to accumulate her sentence "When he does that you know he cares," Sam paused again not knowing how to say exactly what she was meaning. She didn't want to worry the poor boy with her relationship problems. "Well Matthew, it's the only facial expression your uncle has which tells me that he is still truly in love with me." Sam replied sadly. She brushed past Matthew and made her way into the kitchen were Dylan was the room was silent. She sighed, left the room and headed upstairs.