This has been a diffy chapter! it's quite short but here goes! Only Cathy is mine...

'Are you okay?' Dylan whispered.

'Yeah, I think so anyway.' Sam replied. 'Just know Dylan that what I'm about to say is no bluff. It's not only to get us out of here.'

'What are you talking about?'

'Cathy. Please. Dylan and I have been married for a few years. We had a nice wedding but I mucked things up. I – I went off to Afghanistan without telling Dylan in advance. It broke our trust, I never really apologised. I wish I had, perhaps it would make today a lot easier.'

'So, a nice sob story to try and win me over. Sit down,' Cathy said shoving Sam backwards into the cabinet where she fell to the floor, 'and listen. Marriage is not temporary bond. It is the most important thing the world, never to be broken.'

Dylan quickly interrupted, 'I completely agree but right now, we would like to sort out our marital problems on our own. Would you please leave us alone!'

'Oh no, why would I want to do that?' Cathy sneered.

'Because eventually the instinct to protect who you love kicks in.' Sam said as she sprung to her feet and grabbed Cathy's arms, trying to free the grip on the knife.

'But so does the reaction to fight' Cathy said with a sharp movement.

Well, anyone who has read my other Casualty fics will probably guess how this is going! I have a way of bringing things to a close. Oh well... review please, anything good/bad?