Sam rushed into the staffroom. She was late, again. She really needed to be more organised. Sam saw Tom standing next to the sink; she could tell he was staring at her. She suddenly turned her head to face him, but he didn't look away he just looked her in the eye.

"Sam, where did you get those bruises from?" Tom asked still looking her in the eye, but she tore her gaze away and looked at the floor, then moved her gaze to her arm, trying to think of an excuse. Tom had noticed her delayed answer and had started to walk over to her. "Sam?" He said trying to push an answer out of her.

"I caught it" She stated simply and made a way for the door, but Tom caught hold of her arm. She looked at him tears in her eyes, Sam looked down at the place Tom had grabbed her arm then looked back up at him.

"On what?" He asked, he knew she was lying.

"A door?" She said, she sounded a little unsure "A door" She said more convincingly this time. She knew Tom knew she was lying, but she didn't give him time to say anything. Sam yanked her arm from his grasp and walked out the staffroom.

Tom knew something was wrong, she looked frightened; he was going to have to talk to her after work. It looked like someone had done this too her. He wished she would open up to him.

Sam shift had flown past and now all she wanted to do was go home and curl up in bed. She would be safe there.

She walked out of the staffroom at a quickened pace, trying to get out of the E.D. as soon as possible. She made it outside before she heard someone shouting her name. Sam turned around and saw Tom running towards her.

"What?" She said harshly as he reached her. He looked her in the eyes and raised his eyebrows.

"Do you want to go for a drink?" Tom asked her, he didn't expect her to say yes, but he was willing to give it a try.

"No" she said then started to walk off, but Tom walked along side her. "What do you want?!" She shouting turning round to him.

"Sam what's wrong?" He asked her pulling her into a hug as he could see tears falling down her cheeks. "Has someone hurt you?" He said pushing her out in front of him and seeing her nod; when he did he pulled her back into a hug and rocked her back and forth. "Come on, I'll take you home and we can talk about it," he wasn't so much giving her the choice than telling her.

"Ok" She choked between sobs. Tom put his arm round her waste and she buried her head in his chest as they walked.

Once they'd reached Sam's apartment Tom sat Sam down in the sofa and started to talk to her.

"Sam is it ok if I check you over?" He asked her and she looked up at him for a moment, but finally gave in. "Ok, can you lay down for me" He asked her helping her lay down on the sofa, she was obviously in pain. He lifted her top up and saw the masses of bruises that covered her stomach. Next he looked at her arms she had rings around her wrists and he could also see a faint out line of what looked like someone's hands round her neck.

"Sam," He said then paused for a minute "I can see from all this bruising that someone has obviously attacked you, but these injuries are more consistent with… rape" He whispered the last word and he saw tears start to fall down her cheeks, he quickly pulled her up and embraced her in hug "Tell me what happened" He said suddenly….