She sat next his sleeping figure, although she'd never admit it to him she loved watching him sleep. She'd woken up with her head laid on his chest, their legs entwined and bodies tangled in the sheets. After she gently eased off him he'd curled in a ball, lips upturned and slightly parted as if he was pouting, letting out gentle sighs as he slept. Definitely a cute sleeper.

He mumbled something incoherent and opened his eyes slowly.

"Hey Sam, were you watching me?" he mumbled and she could hear the sleep in his voice.

"Of course not, who'd want to watch you slobbering over my sheets" she retaliated cheekily and turned to see him now sat up with one eyebrow raised yet making no attempt to get out of bed.

"Come on lazy bones, I'm dressed, she indicated to her clothes and smiled at him. Now, erm breakfast. I would offer you a cooked breakfast but -

"But you can't cook" He laughed as she glared at him, and was quick to redeem himself, "Toast- toast is fine".

He watched as she left the room and slowly got out of her bed. Her bed, he was in her bed. And not as a one night stand and they weren't drunk, he was with her and she was with him, he couldn't keep the smile of his face as he headed into the bathroom for a shower.

"Well I would say we could walk but since you've taken all morning eating toast I guess we're going to have to drive!"

"A man needs his fuel for the day, sure you don't want some?" He waved the last slice of toast at her.

"No Tom, i already woke up, showered, got dressed and ate breakfast whilst you were still in dream land"

He stook his tongue out at her and blew a raspberry and she couldn't help but laugh at his childish antics, it was one of the reasons she loved him. Oh, she loved him. How could she tell him, he was Tom he'd run a mile. She sighed and pulled him away from his beloved toast.

She was so organised and headstrong, and sarcastic. He laughed as she tutted and pulled him away from the toast, how could he ever tell her how much he loved her, he could barely put it into words himself.

When they arrived at the ED neither wanted to leave the car, both could sense the unasked questions hanging in the air.

"To-"

"Sa-"

Tom laughed as they started to speak together but Sam's worried expression didn't change.

"Tom" She began, "Am I-" She sighed and started again, "Are we going in there, yuno, together?"

For a moment he said nothing and although her facial expression didn't change, inside she was crumbling, I knew he couldn't do this, I knew it and know what have I done got myself involved with a guy who can't even call me his girlfriend and now i -

"I love you Sam"

For a moment she stopped thinking, of anything.

She barely whispered the words back but he heard her,

"I love you too Tom".

He reached for her and she cupped his cheek as she felt their lips crash together. She leant towards him and kissed him slowly at first but he kissed her back harder and soon they were passionately kissing, their moment shattered only by a thump on the bonnet and a cry of

"Oi, you too! Get a room!"

They laughed and both uttered a single word together,

"Fletch".

As Sam walked into the ED hand in hand with Tom she wondered how she had ended up in this perfect scenario and decided this time, no-one could ruin it.

Especially not him.