Day 2
'Out of the 400 British soldiers taking part in 'Operation Juniper', 76 have been flown home, and 42 soldiers have been killed, leaving 292 unaccounted for as they are presumed to have been taken prisoners of war. We have received no contact from any of the soldiers, but the Russian government are refusing to comment on the situation. However, it is believed that they are currently increasing their man power in Crimea, and the USA are currently relocating some of their nuclear weapons which creates concern that nuclear and/or chemical warfare may be used in this war.'
Most of the ED had been listening to that, and they all knew of the situation regarding Sam and Tom.
"Zoe, I need to leave early." Fletch stated as he approached his boss.
"Fletch, we're being stretched enough as it is with nurses, what's the big emergency?" Zoe demanded as they both walked into cubicles.
"Nat's been petrified about nuclear bombs and now that that's been said she's going to be going out of her mind. Look, she's got all four kids at home because the schools are having a strike day and-"
"Okay, Fletch calm down." Zoe ordered. "That's fine, go on, go home but you'll need to make up the time by the end of this week." She said sternly.
"Cheers." He let out a sigh of relief before he jogged off to the staff room.
With their phones and watches damaged by the sea water, Sam and Tom had no knowledge of the time of day, and so Sam woke when the sun had begun to rise unlike her usual 5am start in the army. She rolled over onto her back with Tom's heavy arm across her stomach as he was still fast asleep, and she look up at the bright blue sky above her through the clearing in the palm trees. She turned her head and looked over the burnt out logs and past the pale sand to see the clear blue ocean. Once again, there were no ships in sight - a simple reminder that they were alone.
She sighed as she looked back above her at the sky with the trees swaying in the wind, when she noticed a bunch of coconuts at the top of one of the trees, and she smiled to herself as she imagined it falling down and hitting Tom on the head like a classic cartoon.
"What are you smiling at?" He croaked and Sam looked to see Tom slowly opening his eyes to adjust to the bright sunlight.
"Nothing. Nothing." She muttered and the serene environment was interrupted by a loud grumble.
"Was that my stomach?" Tom queried as he slowly sat up and stretched.
"No, that was mine." Sam admitted as she placed a hand on her abdomen. She sat up too and hand her fingers through her long, thick, wavy hair. "My hair is really greasy." Sam grimaced.
"It doesn't look it." Tom said kindly.
"Well I'm going for a shower, you coming?" Sam asked as she took out her black towel and a change of clothes - unfortunately their shower wouldn't involve any shower gel or shampoo as they had none on the island.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world." Tom smirked as he eagerly got himself ready too and they both made their way to the blue lagoon. Sam undressed completely and left her things hanging on a tree branch before she stood at the edge of the water. She was just about to put her toes in to see how cold the water was when something flew past her. "Cannonball!" Tom announced as he ran past her and bombed into the lagoon creating a large splash.
Sam giggled before she carefully got into the cool water herself and followed him under the waterfall. Both naked, they let the fresh water pour down and drench them which was a nice refreshing action after being in the hot morning sun. The water came up to their shoulders so Tom picked Sam up and she wrapped her legs around his waist so she was slightly higher than him.
"How long do you think we're going to survive here for? Realistically." Sam asked As she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You make it sound like we're going to die on here. We're not, we'll be rescued." Tom said reassuringly.
"You don't know that." Sam stated.
"No but I do know that your chest is in my face." Tom smirked as he looked up at Sam.
"And I know that you need to stop looking." Sam said sternly as she slipped back down into the water onto her own two feet so she was looking up at him and the water came up to her neck.
"You alright?" Tom asked as he noticed that Sam's hand was hovering over her abdomen under the water.
"I would give anything for a pizza right now." Sam replied and Tom relaxed as he knew she was just hungry. But there was still a small concern in his mind about something that he knew she wouldn't be prepared for.
"Listen, I noticed when we were emptying our bags to dry our stuff out, that you haven't got any feminine products." Tom said softly as he knew she was always awkward about that topic, even though she was a doctor. "And I know you're on the pill but you've only got one box so-"
"Tom just leave it." Sam said pleadingly.
"Okay, okay." Tom nodded, but he could only hope that they were rescued before she reached the end of her box. "I'm going to try and catch a fish today." Tom said proudly and Sam chuckled.
""You are joking right? You can barely catch a ball." Sam joked.
"You won't be laughing when you're eating nice crispy fish smoked over the fire."
"Well while you try and catch as fish, I'll be looking for more coconuts." Sam stated.
"No need, I've got two in my hands now." Tom joked as he cupped his hands over her chest.
"Not funny." Sam quipped.
After showering and changing into a clean pair of camouflage shorts and his sandals, Tom had follows the small stream from the lagoon that flowed out to the ocean and he was standing in the shallows with a sharpened stick, hoping to catch something. Whilst Sam who was in a sports bra and her very short camouflage shorts, had gone exploring in the jungle to find something to eat. She had been looking up the whole time to try and find more coconuts, but when she looked down to see where she was stepping in her combat boots, she noticed something bright in the corner of her eye; there was a banana plant. And there were dozens and dozens of bananas in rows around the thick stem of it. Eagerly, Sam grabbed four of the bananas that were ripest - they were only just turning yellow but she didn't care if they were a little hard - and then ran towards the beach to give some to Tom.
Sam stopped at the edge of the beach to stop her combat boots from getting wet, but she watched Tom standing with the small homemade spear, focussing more than he had ever done on his life on what was in the water that came up to his knees so she hid the bananas behind her back.
"Guess what I found." Sam teased and Tom looked up to see her with a smug look on her face.
"A pub?" Tom joked as he padded out of the water and approached Sam so they didn't have to shout.
"Tadaa!" Sam sung proudly as she showed him the four greeny yellow bananas. "They're not full ripe but, I suppose they're better than nothing." Sam explained as she broke two bigger ones off of the bunch and handed them to her husband because she knew he always ate more than she did anyway.
"Well done." Tom smiled as he opened one and began eating, as did Sam with her bananas. "Are there any more?" He asked curiously.
"Yeah, I'd say there's at least around 150 bananas there." Sam stated. "But there might've been more, I didn't really look very hard I just grabbed them as soon as I saw them."
"Well you're doing much better than me at collecting food." Tom said disappointedly as he looked at his plain pointed stick.
"Hey, you got the coconut yesterday. And I'm sure you'll catch something soon." Sam said reassuringly. "Cor, it's getting hot isn't it?" Sam used her spare hand to flap her sports bra a bit to cool her down as the sun beamed down on them from above.
"Well judging by the sun's position, it's probably-"
"Midday." Sam interrupted.
"Yeah. C'mon, we can lie down in the shade for a while." Tom said softly as he and Sam slowly walked back to the small area of shade where they had slept that night. They avoided the charred fire pit and then laid down on the palm leaves under the protection of the trees above them.
"Don't you think that we should be doing more to get off of this island?" Sam queried as they laid on their sides, facing the ocean and Tom had his arm around her bare abdomen.
"There isn't anything else we can do. Our phones are dead, we have no other means of communication, and even with a proper diet, we wouldn't have the energy to swim anywhere because we don't know where we are or which direction we would swim in." Tom replied softly.
The couple laid there for a little while, listening to the waves lap up on the beach whilst the blistering heat rendered them tired and lethargic.
"Ugh, it's too hot." Sam moaned. "I'm in a sports bra, shorts and I'm in the shade but it's absolutely boiling." She complained.
"Come on, we'll go and relax in the lagoon to cool us down."
"And I've got a headache." She grumbled as Tom slowly helped her up to her feet.
"It's probably dehydration. Just drink plenty of water from under the waterfall." Tom replied as they slowly walked through the jungle. Once they arrived, they took all of their clothes off and got into the cool water together.
"Mm, that's nice." Sam smiled as Tom wrapped his arms around her and they entwined their legs together. The sun was still shining down on them through the clearing in the trees as they relaxed in the water, but it was certainly cooling them down. "What do you think everyone else is up to?" Sam asked curiously.
"Who's everyone else?" Tom asked.
"Fletch, Zoe, everyone else in the world." She replied and Tom smiled as she got her hair wet under the waterfall and then drank some of the falling water from her hands.
"Well I reckon Zoe will be shouting at Connie, and Fletch is probably playing with his kids at the park. And as for the rest of the world, I'd say that they're probably doing a lot of things because there's a lot of people in the world and i'd be here all week saying what each and every person is doing." Tom replied and Sam squinted her eyes at him as she splashed him with water.
"That's not funny." She stated sheepishly.
"No, but doing this is." Tom stated as he picked Sam up, put her over his shoulder and then went underwater with her before he stood back up so she could get some air.
"Tom!" Sam shrieked. "Put me down, now!" She ordered as the water poured off of her thick hair back into the lagoon.
"Nah, I quite like having you on my shoulder, that way you can't do anything back to me." Tom said smugly as he playfully slapped her bum. Both of them were completely naked so as she was hanging over his shoulder, she had one arm across her chest instinctively but she knew no one would be looking as they were alone on the island.
"Put me down, or I won't show you where the bananas are, and you can go hungry." Sam threatened.
"Ah, but you're so short that you can't reach the coconuts so I can have more coconut milk, and eat the flesh - I can live without bananas." Tom replied.
"Tom, your shoulder is digging into somewhere it shouldn't, put me down!" Sam whined as she wriggled so Tom let go of her and she splashed into the water before she resurfaced and gave him evils.
"What?!" He laughed.
"That hurt." She grumbled and Tom saw her put her hand between her legs under the water as she grimaced.
"Alright, I'm sorry." Tom stopped joking because he realised she had actually been in pain. "You alright?" He asked. "You want me to kiss it better?" He joked as he couldn't resist saying that after it had come into his head.
"No but I know something you can do to make me feel better." Sam stated as she raised an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah?" Tom smirked as Sam backed him up towards a ledge under the waterfall where the sound of running water echoed through the small cave. "Come here." Tom whispered as he lifted Sam up and sat her on the smooth rock shelf. He reached up and kissed her passionately, before he planted small kisses along her neck, and then her collarbone. He then slid out of the water and on top of her before they made love in a far more romantic place, compared to the store rooms and sheds that they had hidden in at their training camp.
Tom was putting his weight on his arms and legs as he hovered above Sam after making love to her. There wasn't enough room on the ledge for them both to lay there so he slid into the water besides her and rested his elbows on the rock so they stayed close. Sam rolled onto her side with a smile creeping across her face as she watched Tom catch his breath back.
"I take it you're feeling better now then." Tom smirked.
"Much, thanks." Sam purred. "What was it you said before? I can't run around the island and use up my remaining energy, but we can have sex to our hearts content can we?" Sam questioned jokily.
"Yeah. Sex is a human need, running is just a Sam need." Tom replied cheekily.
"Well I'm human, and I'm Sam so surely I can have both." Sam remarked.
"You can go running if you really want to, but don't you think it's a bit hot? Plus you'll be running on sand which is absolutely knackering, let alone the fact that you'll either be bare footed, in combat boots or in flip flops." Tom explained.
"Fair point." Sam shrugged. "Right, I'm hungry." Sam stated as she sat up on the ledge and Tom gave her a hand down into the water before they made their way under the waterfall and out of the lagoon.
"Coconut or banana?" Tom asked as he got out and wiped the water off of him using only his hands - the heat would dry them off in a matter of minutes anyway so he just pulled his knee length shorts and his sandals back on. Sam also squeezed the water out of her thick hair before she pulled her sports bra and shorts on. And she carried her combat boots as she made her way through the jungle.
"Both." Sam replied bluntly as she made a short detour with Tom in two and grabbed two bananas.
"Alright, I'll go and grab a coconut then. Meet you back on the beach." Tom said before he began jogging off and Sam smiled as she headed back to the beach.
Sam and Tom sat cross legged on the soft, warm sand, watching the waves lap up on the beach as they each ate a banana and shared the milk and flesh of a coconut.
"I don't think we're ever going to get found." Sam admitted. "And I know you're going to say don't lose hope, but we've been here for almost 48 hours Tom, if someone knew where we were, we'd have been rescued by now."
"There isn't a place in the world that isn't visited by humans so we might have a wait a little while, but we'll be okay. We've got food, water and shelter. And we've got each other." Tom replied as he took her hand and gave it a small squeeze.
"But how long is a little while?" Sam asked. "And what if one of us gets hurt, or sick? I mean, I had a headache from dehydration earlier, what if it had gotten serious? And then there's sun burn. We haven't got sun cream, and your shoulders are already starting to burn. We haven't got any shower gel or shampoo. There're no razors and my underarm is already starting to look like a forest." Sam retorted.
"It can't be as good as mine though." Tom smirked as he lifted his arm up and showed her his hairy armpit. "Look I don't care about a bit of body hair, it's natural. I'm already getting a beard Sam. Just embrace the look." He smirked.
"Pft. You couldn't grow a beard if you tried." Sam laughed as she brushed her thumb along his cheek. "In fact, I might try and use my pocket knife." Sam said questioningly.
"To shave? Oh god, please don't press too hard." Tom grimaced at the thought of the pocket knife sliding along his rough chin, let alone shaving her delicate skin.
"I won't." Sam rolled her eyes at him before she looked out over the ocean.
"Wearing short shorts and a sports bra all day really suit you, y'know." Tom winked.
"Don't wink at me." Sam sighed.
"Why not?"
"Because that's what Iain used to do to me." Sam admitted quietly.
"Oh... Well if I can't wink at you, then I've got to do something else to compliment your appearance haven't I?" Tom smiled and Sam couldn't help but smile in return as it tugged at her lips. "You're so beautiful." Tom whispered as he rolled over and climbed on top of her on the sand. He leant in and softly kissed her on the lips, and lingered for a few moments before he continued to kiss to make her want him more. He slid his hand between them, and began unbuttoning his wife's shorts before they made love once more - they didn't have anything else to do except find food and water, so they guessed that intercourse would become a daily part of their lives until they were found.
Tom felt Sam's naked body writhe underneath him as her breathing quickened whilst he lowered his head and held it next to her head for a few seconds, before she relaxed and began to take deep breaths again.
"I love you." Sam purred as Tom pressed his forehead against hers whilst they both recovered from their climax.
"I know you do." Tom smiled cheekily before he kissed her once more on the lips. She couldn't help but let out a small gasp as he pulled himself out of her using only his hips. "Wrap your arms around my neck." Tom ordered softly.
"What?" Sam appeared confused.
"Just do it." Tom smiled and slowly, Sam put her arms around him, only to be hoisted into the arm with her legs around his hips as he had his arms under her bum, supporting her weight. "Care for a quick rinse off?" He smirked as he sound her around and then slowly padded down the beach towards the ocean.
"Hang on." Sam ordered and abruptly, Tom stopped as the small wave rolled past his feet, and then back into the sea. "I don't want my hair getting wet again." Sam stated as she quickly used a hair band on her wrist to tie her slightly damp hair up in a tight bun - it would take over an hour for her hair to dry naturally at home, but here it took just minutes.
"Can I carry on now?" Tom huffed sarcastically as he took several large steps into the water until he and Sam were in the water up to their shoulders, but he was still holding her against his waist.
"I'm pretty sure I got some sand in some weird places." Sam admitted and Tom smirked.
"Here, I'll get it out for you." Tom said as he quickly moved his hand under the water and Sam squealed as she clenched her legs together.
"No don't!" She laughed.
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want you to." Sam stated bluntly.
"Okay, alright." Tom said as he put his hand back under her to hold her above the waterline.
"You do realise that you're picking me up like a child right?"
"Ah, but do you realise that if I drop you now, your feet won't reach the bottom without you going underwater, and then your hair will get wet." Tom remarked.
"You wouldn't dare." She teased.
"I seem to remember you saying that before Mrs Kent, and we both know, I will." Tom stated smugly.
"Don't please." Sam begged.
"I won't, don't worry." He smiled as he turned around and began to walk back to the shore.
Sam was sitting cross legged on the sand besides the small crackling fire wearing her camouflage shorts, and a hoodie with the hood up to keep her warm as the evening had brought chilly winds with it whilst Tom had gone to get a coconut of them to go to sleep with something in their stomachs. She didn't like being alone on the island. During the day, it was alright but she was sitting at the edge of a jungle in the darkness with only a small fire illuminating her immediate surroundings and she could hear rustling in the trees behind her.
"Boo!" Tom said quietly as he placed one hand firmly on her shoulder but Sam let out an ear piercing scream as she got to her feet and snapped her neck around to see the attacker. She also put her hands down to her thigh as though she was going to grab her gun but of course, that had been taken on the helicopter.
"Tom don't do that!" Sam shouted angrily as she placed a hand over her heart that was beating ten to the dozen. Tom's smile disappeared as the fire that was lighting Sam's face showed the tears that had pooled in her eyes. She wasn't letting them fall, but she looked truly petrified.
"Sorry sorry sorry sorry." Tom said quickly as he dropped the coconut on the sand and pulled Sam into his arms. She buried her head in his chest as he tucked his chin on top of her hood. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you that much." Tom whispered softly as he rubbed his arm up and down her back soothingly. He knew if they'd been camping somewhere in England and he'd played the prank on her then she'd had laughed it off and sworn revenge on him. But they weren't in England - they didn't know where they were - and she hadn't been eating properly, let alone sleeping properly as he knew she had been tossing and turning the previous night trying to get comfortable on the ground.
He held her in his arms and swayed from side to side a little for a few minutes to make sure that she had calmed down and that she hopefully wouldn't snap at him, before he gave her a firm kiss on the top of her head, and pulled away but he kept his hands on her hips.
"Are you okay?" He asked quietly.
"Depends, if I say yes are you going to let go?" Sam mumbled innocently and Tom felt terrible as he saw the rare vulnerable side to his wife. He was almost disappointed because as much as he didn't want her to shout at him again, he'd rather her be angry than as scared as she looked now.
"Not if you don't want me to." Tom said sternly as he wrapped his arms around her once more and they stayed in that position for several more minutes when finally she pulled away.
"Sorry, I'm being stupid." Sam stated as she kept her eyes on the floor to avoid looking into his eyes.
"No, of course you're not. I was being cruel and I'm sorry." Tom said as he took both of Sam's hands and gave them a small squeeze. "Am I forgiven? Or do I have to sleep in the dog house tonight? which happens to be the other side of the fire." Tom asked and Sam couldn't help it as a smile tugged at her lips. "Ah, you smiled, I'm off the hook." Tom concluded smugly.
"Fine but never do something like that again." Sam said sternly.
"What? Because you might crap yourself?" Tom smirked.
"It's not funny." Sam muttered as she sat down next to the fire again.
"No, sorry. I know it's not." Tom said as he sat down next to her and grabbed his pocket knife and the coconut.
"Will you stop saying I'm sorry!" Sam moaned.
"Alright I'm- je suis desolé." Tom said in a poor French accent.
"Since when do you speak French?" Sam remarked as Tom began to cut a small hole in the coconut so that they could drink the milk first.
"I don't. I just know how to order a beer, ask for someone's number and say I'm sorry." Tom stated smugly.
"Oh do you now?"
"Yes but I learnt that way before I met you sweetheart."
"Don't call me sweetheart."
"Of course darling."
"Or that." Sam moaned.
"Tell you what, why don't we just have this to shut us up?" Tom said as he took a small sip of the coconut milk before he handed it to Sam.
"You can have more." Sam said as she offered it back, but Tom put his hand up to stop her.
"No, you have it. Otherwise I'll be up all night peeing." Tom stated and Sam smiled before she sipped the rest of the milk and handed the shell back to Tom so he could cut it up.
"I wasn't really scared, I was just messing with you." Sam lied, and Tom could see right through her because he knew she had been embarrassed about screaming like a little girl.
"Here." He decided not to respond because he didn't want to upset her, so he just handed her the first chunk of coconut that he had cut off.
"Thanks."
After eating all of the flesh that had been equally divided between them, Sam went and curled up in a ball on the palm leaves with her hood up and her arms wrapped around her abdomen to keep her warm. Tom made sure that the fire was safe and was going to be alright to keep them warm in the night, before he laid down on the palm leaves too and got on his side facing his wife.
"You want to cuddle?" He suggested softly to make sure that she hadn't fallen asleep because her face was buried and slowly, Sam shuffled across into his arms and entwined her legs with his. "Night night." He whispered as he kissed her forehead and they soon fell asleep, just hoping that someone would find them soon because their diet wasn't satisfying as their stomachs were always grumbling, and without basic shelter, Sam was temperament to the climate - she got really hot during the day which she didn't mind too much as the water could cool her down, but at night, she always felt the cold.
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