So this is a new chapter, I have made it so each chapter could be the end chapter. These 2 chapters are the only chapters I have written so the next one might take a bit longer to upload, sorry.
anyway, I hope you enjoy.
reviews are very welcome, thanks to the Holby/Casualty gang, wouldn't be able to write without the wonderful writers there. characters not mine, but all mistakes are. x
sorry its not that long.
Constance. x
Home sweet home.
It was the day after Connie's break down, and she was still feeling rough.
Connie was sat in her office, doing some admin'. She had trapped herself out from the rest of the world.
Connie couldn't help herself from getting distracted. Every night she was getting the same dream. It never changed. It was the argument between her and Grace, the moment when her little Gracie leaves with him. Sam, Grace's dad. This was truly affecting her. She couldn't think straight. She needed her baby back.
Her phone begins to ring. She leaves it. Until it stops. She carries on with her work. The phone begins again. This time she answers.
"Connie Beauchamp" she says.
"Connie, its Sam. I'm coming back to England. And so is Grace. Course she is. Anyway. I was wondering... What I was going to ask is. Can we stay with you for a while?"
"Umm. Yeah. Course. Always. When are you coming? I need to tidy."
"Actually, um tomorrow. I need to get away from the states and Gracie wants to be back in England with you."
"Great. What time will you be arriving. I can come and pick you up."
"Eight in the evening. And thanks Connie."
"Okay I will see you tomorrow. Bye"
She hung up.
Luckily she had tomorrow off. Zoe had persuaded her to take some time. But she had refused to not come in today as it was her admin day. Now though she was happy about the time she had. She would be able to tidy and then she could spend some time with Grace and her father.
It was quarter to eight and Connie was waiting inside the airport waiting for her little girl to come home. Sam had said they would be back at eight so Connie had made sure she was here early just in case they arrived earlier.
Half past eight had come and Connie and the others were back in the car setting off back home.
"Home sweet home" Sam whispered.
Opening the door to the house, Connie began to panic a little. It was starting to feel a little bit more real now. They all sat down except Connie who was crashing around in the kitchen. Sam went to see if Connie was alright. She was facing the wall, cleaning.
"Connie, you are okay. Calm down, Grace is home. I'm here if that helps any. Just go sit down and cuddle up with your daughter." Sam said
Connie turned, eyes red and her face all puffy.
Sam walk up to her and took her in his arms.
"Come on Connie, we're home." She smiled at what he said. She needed grace, she needed him. She needed love!
Connie and Sam walk into the living room together, Sam sits in a chair and Connie snuggles up with Grace. That was the first time in months, mother and daughter had shown any affection to each other.
That night they spent it in silence, until they went off their separate ways to the bedrooms.
Connie had finally got her family back. All she needed to do now was to make the bond stronger between her and Sam.