This is the last chapter and I had to upload later than usual today because I was busy earlier :)


After a rare day that Tom was on shift but Sam wasn't, Tom exited the ED and was about to begin the short walk home when he jumped as a car horn sounded and he turned around to see none other than his beautiful wife, with the window wound down, smiling at him. He walked over whilst he took in here gorgeously long and thick straight hair with her sunglasses on the top of her head whilst she didn't need them.

"What're you doing here?" Tom asked confusedly as he got in the passenger's seat.

"We are going away for the weekend." Sam announced. "Plus we might be away for the rest of the week as well." She added sheepishly.

"What? I don't understand."

"For your birthday, we're going away and I've packed our bags and booked us both a week of work so we won't be coming back to Holby until next Sunday." Sam explained as she pulled away and began driving. "Well, it's not just for your birthday either, I wanted to thank you for looking after me-"

"You didn't need to." Tom interrupted.

"No but you deserve a holiday. Those first two weeks when I was on bed rest and I was in so much pain, you looked after so, so well and I really am grateful for it." Sam stated. "Plus now that I've finished my physiotherapy sessions, I think that's something to celebrate as well."

"So where are we going?" Tom asked.

"I've booked us a nice little cottage in the Cotswolds, about just over an hour's journey in the car. And we've got an outdoor heated pool, a hot tub, and it looks out onto a lake about 10m from our back doors." Sam explained.

"Sounds lovely." Tom nodded. "Do you want me to drive?" He offered.

"Nope, you wouldn't have a clue where you're going." Sam replied. "There is one other thing that I thought we could use this holiday for." Sam began nervously.

"What's that?"

"If you want... Well I... You know when I still had my leg in plaster you said about trying for a baby but I said not while my leg is like this?"

"I think I know where this is going but yes I remember." Tom nodded eagerly.

"Well I'm due to ovulate in about three or four days, and I thought that maybe we could try for a baby. Well it's either that or we don't have sex for the next 9 days because I didn't bring any condoms." Sam admitted.

"Of course I want to try for a baby!" Tom exclaimed happily. "Sam this is a fantastic idea, thank you."

"Well, it's just something to say thanks for looking after me so we're even." Sam shrugged.

"Could we possibly stop at the services once we get on the motorway please?" Tom requested.

"I swear you have a bladder the size of a peanut." Sam remarked.

"I do not." Tom protested.

"You do! You cant go an entire night without waking up to go to the toilet and if you don't then it's because you go straight before you get into bed and then you're bursting by the time you get up."

"Maybe I just drink a lot."

"Or maybe you've just got a tiny bladder." Sam quipped.

"Maybe it's to make room for my other organs." Tom grinned.

"Considering the organs that you're implying are external and your bladder is internal, I don't think that plays a factor in the size of your bladder." Sam replied.

"Are you going to pull over or not woman?"

"Yes, when I find somewhere I will." Sam stated.


"Is a beautiful place." Tom announced once Sam had parked up on their shingled driveway outside the modern panelled cottage.

"I should hope so for the prices they charge." Sam muttered.

"Right, I propose we come up with a plan for the next 9 days so we know what we're going to do: Eat, have sex, sleep, have sex, swim, have sex, and then eat, and sex etc and just keep repeating it over and over." He smirked.

"Don't forget about drinking booze." Sam added as she opened the boot to reveal two large duffle bags, and then several crates of beer and a cool box and bags filled with food.

"Didn't you bring any wine?"

"No, I'm not drinking. If we're going to try for a baby, I want to do everything right." Sam stated. "But, that doesn't mean that you aren't going to drink, because if you refuse to do so, I will pour beer down your throat."

"Well then I'll pour something else down your throat." Tom joked.

"I do believe that that'll be an inefficient use of your resources given that I can't conceive through my mouth." Sam retorted.

"Oh trust me my dear, I have plenty of that resource; you needn't worry about wasting it." Tom said patronisingly.


"There's one thing that I want us to do while we're here." Tom stated as he and Sam sat at a table and chairs set just outside of their back door as they looked at the full moon shining down on the lake in front of them, illuminating the water and surrounding forests.

"What's that?" Sam asked curiously.

"I want me and you, to go skinny dipping in the lake." Tom announced.

"Are you kidding me?" Sam laughed.

"No, really. I want us to do it. So are you up for it?"

"Do you mean like completely naked nothing on whatsoever?"

"Well that is the general gist of skinny dipping yes."

"For how long?"

"However long we can stand."

"But it'll be freezing." Sam protested.

"Pwease? For me." Tom pouted.

"Maybe." Sam replied sheepishly before she took a sip of Pepsi Max that she was actually rather fond of given that she usually wouldn't touch it and would favour an alcoholic beverage.

"Right, there's something we've missed off of our plan for the week. I mean, we've eaten, we've swam in the pool, we will sleep a bit later, but there's something else we're missing... Oh yeah! The sex!" Tom said simply as he got up and pulled Sam's chair out. She smiled before they went into their bedroom with a four poster bed, and they had unprotected sex with the intention of creating another life. And that was what they did numerous times on their holiday along with enjoy themselves and relax. And, though Sam was reluctant at first, they did go skinny dipping in the end - but they only lasted a couple of minutes in the icy lake water before they ran out of the water and then bombed into their outdoor heated pool which was like a tub of boiling water compared to the lake.


It wasn't until just under two weeks later when Tom was watching TV, when he found out about the after effects of their holiday.

"Pause that for a minute." Sam ordered timidly as she stood with her hands behind her back.

"Sure. What's up?" He asked.

"I know you know nothing about the menstrual cycle which is why you left it to me to let you know when we could find out about the contents of my womb and... Well I kind of wanted to surprise you so I did a test." Sam stated as she brought out the test and held it in front of her, only with the screen facing her, not him.

"And?" Tom asked eagerly as he sat forward on the edge of his seat to hear the results.

"Well, it's still very early days and there's so much that could go wrong but..." Sam trailed off as she turned the test over and showed Tom the two strong pink lines.

"But nothing." Tom laughed. "You and I, are having a baby." He stated. "I mean, you're pregnant. Right now, inside of you there's a... And it's... Oh you have made me the happiest man alive." Tom stuttered as he stood up and wrapped his arms around her to give her a tight hug. "I love you so much." He said over her shoulder as he gently rocked her from side to side. "And I'm here for you no matter what okay? If you're craving something at 3 o'clock in the morning just let me know and I'll get it for you. Or if you're feeling weepy and you need a shoulder to cry on then-"

"Tom." Sam interrupted.

"Yeah?"

"Just shut up and kiss me." Sam ordered and so Tom did exactly what was asked of him as he leant in and planted his lips on hers. "We're having a baby." Sam smiled as they parted lips but kept each their foreheads pressed against the other's.

"You're going to be an amazing mum." Tom stated softly as he cupped her cheeks in his hands.

"And you're going to be the perfect father." Sam whispered. "Will you do me the honour of being my birthing partner?"

"Just you try and stop me from being there." Tom laughed. "Of course I will." He added. "All Ive got to do to keep you and our baby safe is keep you away from any mud or water in case you slip." He quipped.

"Right that's it!" Sam exclaimed as she picked up a pillow from the sofa and began chasing him around the living room. "I am fed up of you making jokes about me slipping! It was an accident." Sam laughed as she repeatedly hit him with the pillow once he was cornered.

The End.


Sorry about the crap ending but I couldn't really think of another way to tail it off :/ Please leave a review if you could :)

This is just a quick note to say that although 'The Big C' was second voted favourite in my poll a few weeks ago, I think I will be writing Double Trouble (the one voted after The Big C) first, purely because I was struggling to write the Tam fic and if I'm not enjoying what I'm writing, then the end result is often very crap chapters... Hopefully any writers reading this will understand when you feel like writing a story one day and then the next you're not interested in it so The Big C is on hold for a little while whilst I write Double Trouble which I'm not sure when it'll be up :)