Hey guys, I hope you like this one. Finished my mocks, so I think I will be posting more. Please Read&Review. Lots of love xxxx

I slumped down on the sofa next to Tom after our 12 hour shift. "I am knackered." I said to Tom, while resting my head on his chest. He held onto my waist and we just sat there, cuddling until we were interrupted by a clear of the throat by Dylan. "Honestly Dylan, do you mind. We are having some relaxing time here."

"Oh sorry Sam, I didn't know this was your front room. I'll just go, shall I?" He turned around and walked out of the door, leaving Tom and I back in the peace and quiet.

I reached up to kiss Tom's cheek, and asked him, "Can we go home? I really need some sleep."

He replied with a simple, "Yeh, I suppose we can go. Don't want to be here for longer than we need to, eh?" He took me by the hand and we walked out of the hospital, towards Tom's place together.

Just before we made it to his door, I saw someone come from around the corner and stood behind Tom. "Baby, there's someone behind you." Just as he turned around to get a good look of whoever was behind him, the man unveiled a baseball bat, hit Tom around the head with it and ran. I fell straight to the floor, to see what Tom's condition was.

With tears running down my face, I asked him the usual questions, "Tom, baby can you hear me?" He was drifting in and out of consciousness, and needed to go to hospital. I rang for an ambulance and 8 minutes past before I got any help. When the cavalry arrived, it was Jeff and Dixie who ran to our aid.

Dixie seemed shocked that it was me who was holding Tom's head, "Sam, darling, what happened?"

Jeff took over from me and I told Dixie everything, with tears streaming down my face, "Well, we were on our way home when this man came around the corner with a baseball bat and hit Tom around the head with it. Dixie, am I going to lose him? I can't lose him!"

She wiped the tears from my face and said, "No, darling, you're not going to lose him. He just needs to get to hospital. Come in the ambulance with us, come on."

I held Tom's hand all the way to the hospital in the ambulance, talking to him to see if he would regain consciousness, but nothing came of it. The tears just kept coming, falling onto Tom's hand as I spoke to him. On arrival, Zoe opened the ambulance doors with a surprised face, "Sam?" She asked but I just kept walking with Tom. Dixie gave Zoe the obs and took me into the staff room to get a cup of tea.

She asked me the question, "Sam, what happened?"

"I told you exactly what happened. Someone hit him with a baseball bat." I began to sound quite agitated. "You know, Dix, he was going to take me to Paris next week. We were going to go on a romantic break. I suppose we won't be able to go now." I told her while the tears just kept coming.

She tried to rub my back to make me feel better, "Oh Sam." I just carried on crying until Zoe entered the room.

"Sam, Tom's woken up, he's asking for you."

I ran from the staff room to resus as quick as I could. I smashed through the doors and went straight to Tom's side. As soon as I got to him he smiled as I took his hand. "I suppose we can't go to Paris then?" He asked with a smile on his face. I touched his cheek like I had never touched it before. He took my hand with his as a tear ran down my cheek. "Hey Sam, please don't cry. I'm here and I will be okay." He kissed my hand.

"Tom, I just thought that I would never see you again. I can't lose you Tom. I don't know where I would be without you."

"Everything will be okay Sam. Especially when I tell the police what happened and who did it to me." His eyes glazed over in revenge. He must have seen who did it. But I didn't have a clue. Who was it?

"Tom, who did this to you? I never saw the man."

His eyes shifted to the person standing at resus doors. It was Dylan. "That slimy little twit that's standing right out there. He was the one who hit me Sam. I can remember it all. You told me someone was behind me and he stopped for a second to make sure it was me. Dylan tried to kill me." I stared right at Dylan to make him aware that I knew. How could he do this to me? Especially after it was me who cheated on him?

My glance went back to Tom, "Baby, I'll be back in a sec. Just wanna get a coffee." I kissed him on the forehead and left resus. I heard Tom wolf-whistle as I left. I just smiled to myself and went towards the staff room.

As I walked into the staff room, I saw Dylan sitting on the sofa. He had his head in his hands. "Dylan." I whispered, just so he could hear, "Why did you do it? Can't you bear me to be happy?"

He lifted his head up to look into my eyes, "Why do you need to be happy? I was happy before you had an affair with Ian Dean in Afghanistan! I was happy being married to you Sam!"

"Just remember you were happy to beat me to a pulp too. You drove me to leave. You made my life he'll. It was YOU that did this to me, and our marriage, and yourself. DO NOT blame his on me. Please Dylan. Just leave Tom and I alone." He stood up and looked me right in the eyes. He looked hurt, shattered. That is how he deserves to feel. I turned away from him, but he grabbed my arm.

He whispered in my ear, "I will not rest until you are the unhappiness person I know."

I turned back to him and whispered, "You will not be able to touch me. Tom's talking to the police right now. Prepare to go down for what you did Dylan."

I turned back away from him and walked back to Tom's side. I heard Dylan scream from the staff room. Tom looked in complete shock, "What did you say to him?"

"Nothing for you to worry about baby. Get some sleep. I'm not going anywhere. I love you."

Tom drifted off to sleep gripping onto my hand. I slept alongside him. Where we belong. Together.