This fanfic is set after the episode 'Duty Calls'. Tom/Sam. Please read and review! :D x
"Okay guys, there's been a major RTC on Windsor road, Dixie and Jeff have called for backup, anyone volunteering to go?" Nick Jordan asked his gathering team of staff at the reception desk.
"I'll go."
"Thank you Sam, I appreciate your help."
"I'll go with her…" Tom was determined to get to know this beautiful girl more.
"Right then you two, Dixie and Jeff will be waiting, go and get into your paramedic gear."
Tom flashed a cheeky grin at Sam as they changed in the staff room, and Sam did her best to ignore it without smiling to herself. They got into the ambulance silently without a word.
"Sooo… who's driving?" Tom asked Sam awkwardly.
"I will, I'm faster anyway."
"Ha ha very funny. You're a girl, there's no way you're faster than me. They used to call me the King of Speed you know…"
Sam grabbed his arm and pulled him into a headlock swiftly, and as much as Tom struggled he couldn't push her arm back. Tom grimaced as he realised he was weaker than this girl.
"Oh really? We'll see about that…" Sam smirked to herself as she felt Tom's embarrassment almost radiating off him. She finally let him go and they both climbed into the ambulance, Sam in the driver's seat. She pulled off fast, jerking the ambulance and laughing as Tom's head smashed against the back of the chair.
"OW! Do you mind?"
"No not really…"
"You're quite strong, for a woman you know…" Tom acknowledged what a mistake this was as he saw her cold glare.
"I should be, I was in the army for 3 years, Afghanistan. The training was pretty tough, I doubt you'd be able to handle it."
"Really? That's… admirable. Bet there were loads of young men there…" Tom subtly tried to hint, in hoping he would find out if she was single or not. He liked competitive spirit in a girl.
"Yeah, I guess. There was this one man… Ian… he... wait, why am I telling you everything about my personal life? I barley know you!"
"No… go on. Tell me about Ian."
Sam trusted this man already, he may have been an arrogant pig, but he had a kind, almost caring presence.
"He was lovely, sweet, funny, and cared for me like no other man had ever done before."
"What happened?"
"I left. I had to leave. I shot a man, he had a family… a son, called Hassan. And I dream about him every night. His face… he was so scared. I shot him three times, and I'm a murderer. I couldn't live with it. I killed that boy's father Tom."
Tom was silenced as he watched Sam, tears freely streaming down her face. She turned away, not wanting to show him her weakness.
"SAM LOOK OUT!"
The ambulance swerved as they reached the RTC on the highway. It smashed through the metal barrier and rolled three times down the steep, grassy slope, before finally coming to a halt at the bottom.