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Mercy.

Chapter Six – Mercy.

Phil stood outside Sam's house, waiting and wondering if she was home. He had pressed the bell twice, and yet there had been no movement. He felt stupid standing outside, he didn't exactly know what he was going to say to her, even if she was here. He felt guilty at the fact that he hadn't called, and that it had been so long since the two of them had spoken, but in all honesty he didn't know what to say to her. He hadn't forgotten her, far from it, but their relationship hadn't been the same when he was at Sun Hill, and as far as he thought it wouldn't improve with him not working there any longer. But then tonight he had ran into her, completely by accident, it wasn't like he had gone to his old haunts for any trip down memory lane, his new colleagues wanted a pub that was different, and he'd immediately thought of one. They'd all had fun, plenty of drinks and celebrations, especially after a three month case had finally been solved, and they had even been given the day off tomorrow, as a continued celebration, and he was happy, ecstatic even. That was until he'd seen her, and she wasn't alone, she was with him. He'd had a rather brief conversation with Stuart, after Sam had ran, and Phil knew that she'd run from him, and perhaps that hurt him even more than the fact that she might have been back with Stuart. He sighed and went to walk away, until the door opened, and he turned backwards.

Sam pulled the door open, and stared, "What are you doing here?" she asked, standing in the door frame.

"I came to see you" he replied, it was the truth after all.

"It's been eight months Phil, why now?"

"Because I saw you tonight, and I wanted to talk, I wanted to see how you are" Phil replied, as he wandered back closer to the door.

Sam smiled, "You mean you want to know why Stuart and I were walking the streets together?" she said sarcastically.

"No, not at all" Phil replied through gritted teeth.

"You are a terrible liar Phil" Sam replied, "Would you have come had I been alone?"

Phil didn't say anything, until finally, "I'm sorry" came out.

"What are you sorry for?" Sam asked, "Sorry for lying to me just then, or for cutting me out of your life altogether"

"You could have called me" Phil replied.

"I'm not with Stuart" Sam replied, and she just looked at him, determined that she couldn't let herself fall once more, she knew that those memories were upstairs, and for her to have any chance of getting over him they needed to be gone, having the real live thing standing on her doorstep didn't exactly help. She went to close the door, whispering "Good bye Phil" determined that this would be the end.

"Sam wait" Phil called, as he put his foot into the doorframe.

"No Phil" Sam said firmly, "You can't do this to me, you need to move your foot"

Phil didn't move, he stood his ground, he wasn't going to leave now, he knew that he'd been wrong to try and cut her out of his life altogether, it wasn't going to work, he needed her, and from the look on her face, she perhaps needed him too.

Sam sighed, as her strength against him waned, and the door began to open more, and he made his way inside, finally she found her voice, and perhaps the words she needed to say came, "You know that game that children play? Where one grabs the other's arms and pins them behind them, pulling at them until they hurt one another or they give up and scream for mercy" she began, as she leant back against the wall, and Phil closed the door, having made his way into the house.

"Maybe" he replied, wondering where she was going with all of this.

"That's the game you and I have been playing for years now Phil. And please Phil, I'm begging you for mercy, I just can't do this anymore, this game just has to end" Sam said, as a tear ran down her cheek, her hand reaching up to brush it away quickly.

"This isn't a game Sam" Phil replied.

"No, it's worse because it's my life" Sam managed to mumble, "I can't live like this anymore Phil, I can't not have you in my life because I miss you, but when you are here we hurt one another, it isn't good for either of us. I need to let you go, and you need to let me go too. You can't just show up here, because we accidentally ran into one another"

"Then let me stay in your life. I was wrong to leave and not stay in contact, I'll admit that"

"I can't" Sam said, "We will end up hurting one another, and losing one another"

"Didn't you just say that we had lost one another?"

"You need to leave Phil" Sam managed to say, and she turned and went to walk away, turning and heading up the stairs.

"Why do you keep running from me?' Phil called after her.

Sam didn't answer, she had reached her bedroom, and the memories were scattered on the floor, she bent over and picked up the same picture as before, ready to scrunch it into a ball.

"Don't" came his voice from the hallway, "You want this game to end, then end it. But not like that"

Sam spun around, her hand holding the photo tightly, "How does the game end?" she whispered quietly.

"Like this" Phil replied, as he walked towards her and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her, his hand sliding up her back, as their bodies moved closer together, their lips centimetres apart, before he kissed her softly.

Sam felt her heart racing, as he pressed up close to her, and then kissed her, she contemplated pushing him away, contemplated slapping him across the face, but she couldn't, the photograph fluttered to the ground as she ran her hands up onto his neck, it was futile to beg for mercy, it was futile to ask him to release her, because she was always going to be under his spell, so she kissed him back.

I don't know what this is
But you got me good
Just like you knew you would
I don't know what you do
But you do it well
I'm under your spell

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