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This chapter's for all you guys. Sorry this chapter's a little on the short side but I've been incredibly busy this week – exam revision and coursework, along with writers block… so not good…
I've decided this fic's going to be about thirteen chapters long and then I'm going to post up a sequel – which I've already started to write… Anyway I hope you like the chapter. Please read and review as always! Chapter Ten will be up shortly…
Luv you all loadz
xXx Leanne xXx
Chapter Nine
A few days passed without any more drama; Sam was interviewed again and transferred to Stonewall, women's prison until the inquest.
On the morning of the inquest, the wing governer opened the cell door and brought Sam's breakfast. "Hurry up and eat it!" She said briskly. "DS Hunter's waiting to escort you to the coroner's office." Sam nodded, anxiously, wanting to get the day over as quickly as she could.
After breakfast, Sam was lead out into the main area of the prison where she saw Phil standing there. She gave him a brief smile as she was checked out and didn't speak to him until they were in the car. And even then she didn't say much… "You okay?" Phil asked.
She nodded. "Yeah," she replied. "I'm fine!"
He shook his head. "You always were a terrible liar!" He told her. "Let's rephrase it… how do you really feel?"
Sam shrugged. "Nervous…scared…" She answered. "It's just a lot to take in, you know?" Phil nodded. "I mean 3 days ago, I had it all, my family… you…" She paused. "What if it's an unlawful killing verdict? I'll be up on a murder charge… what if I'm found guilty? What if…" She voiced her inner fears.
"What if none of those things happen?" Phil said calmly, placing his hand on top of her trembling one. "There's no point in trying to second guess the DPS." He finished.
Sam ignored him. "What if they send me to prison?" She continued. "I'll probably be nearly 70 when… if… I get out!"
"Sam you have to calm down!" He said seriously. "I mean it… just remember… this is not a trial. It's simply to work out how Stuart died…"
Phil's words did nothing to compose her, if anything she seemed to become more anxious. "We know how he died Phil, I hit him over the head…"
"It was self defence…" Phil continued, slightly frustrated. "You did what you had to." He pulled into a parking space. "None of this is your fault Sam! There was nothing you could have done!" He smiled reassuringly at her.
They got out of the car and walked towards the front entrance. Sam's legs felt like jelly. She took a deep breath. "I think I'm going to faint…" She said. "Or be sick… or both… Phil I can't do this."
He turned to face her. "Yes you can!" He said seriously. "Just go in there and answer their questions… everything is going to be okay!" He hugged her tightly.
She pulled away, leaned up and kissed him softly. "I love you so so much Phil Hunter!" She whispered breathily.
He brushed a strand of hair back from her face. "I love you too. You mean the world to me… you always have done and you always will do. And whatever happens, we'll get through it together, okay?" Sam nodded mutely, overcome with emotion. She buried her head in his suit. He wrapped his arms around her and held her while she cried. When she lifted her head, he looked into her watery eyes, "You ready for this?" He asked gently.
She nodded. "Lets get it over with!" She said grimly, thinking that going ten rounds with Mike Tyson would be preferable to this.
He squeezed her hand. "Come on, let's go in!"
And i think you all know what to do by now... ;) It's the purple button...
