Phil stopped writing and looked at the clock that was hanging on the wall opposite his bed. It was just turned 1am; He could never sleep when he had an idea. He'd been thinking with an idea for a song so had to get it on paper before he forgot. He began scanning back over the words and lines that filled the page in his notebook.
"Hiding my love from you is all I can do,
Keeping it a secret the only way through,
The days I spend beside you,
The nights all alone,
Longing and hoping that you'll give my heart a home."
Phil sighed.
'Why don't you just tell her instead of writing, keeping your emotions away from her?'
He thought to himself as he put the pen and notebook closed on the bedside table and switched off the light. He lay down in the darkened room and tried to clear his mind and get some sleep; easier said than done. All Phil could do was think. His mind was working overtime as it did most nights recently. He thought about the women he loved and needed, thought about times they spent together, The woman he loved was heartbroken her whole world torn apart, he couldn't just come out and tell her, it was a case of Love versus rejection.
'I gotta deal with this one way or the other.'
Phil thought as he drifted into a restless sleep.
The alarm clock rung. 5 am Sam got out of bed, she couldn't sleep, she was just hoping that now Manson would take her more seriously, especially now that she had phils backing. Sam arrived at the station, expecting no-one to see her, but she was greeted by Phil and Hugh Wallis.
'Hugh? What u doing here?'
'I had a call from, Neil Manson, saying that I was needed to help find a missing teenager, abi Nixon, why didn't you tell me?
'Ive got Phil; he's really been helping me, any way I didn't want to bother you.'
'I thought we could tell each other everything Sam? Well in here now and Phil?
'Yeh Hugh?
'You're no longer needed on the case
WHAT? I'm sta....
I said you're not needed.
Fine! Sam?
Sam just looked at Phil then at Hugh, sorry.
"I'm going to get a drink ...
"Want some company?"
"No your ok, you will need to talk about your case ... I'll be alright. I'll be up in a bit."
"Ok, im really sorry"
"Yeh well, Hugh wants you all to himself don't he!"
"How dare you, my daughters missing I need all the help I can get, and If Hugh thinks your not good enough then your not. I don't even no why I wasted my time with you!"
"Sam im...sorry"
Hugh pulled Sam away, and smirked at Phil, he gave him a look as though to say 'she's mine!'
Phil just stood as he watched Sam and Hugh walk up stairs.
"Hey Phil" Phil turned round to see Debbie
"What Debbie?"
"Hey what's wrong?"
"It's him"
"Who Hugh,"
"Yes, he just turns up spoils everything, why now? He's up to something I no it!"
"Ok Phil, whatever, your just being to over protective, any way since when did you care about Sam?"
"I don't, I mean oh shut up Debbie I don't care about her, if she don't need me then that's fine, he can have her I don't care,"
He walked up to CID thinking, did he really care, no I don't, she doesn't need me...but I need her.
"Where's Sam?
"She went somewhere with Hugh, she'll be back soon"
"Ok, thanks"
He walked up to his desk; he decided that he would tell her, what did he have to lose?
As he sat there he looked over at Sams desk there was a letter for high, he quickly grabbed it and rushed out of the office he quickly went into a vacant room. Ripped the letter open and read it
Hugh,
We need to get this moving, I thought you said that you would be ready; it's all ready been 3 days, I don't know how long we can keep this up, if you don't hurry up then that's it, call me.
"What? 3 days."
Then the most horrifying thought went through his head.
"Hughes got abi"