Author Note: Sorry, this update wasn't earlier. This chapter is longer. Could be upsetting. What happens when the trust comes out? Will try to update soon, please review, and thank you for the people who have reviewed this story so far.

Chapter Ten:

Sam's POV:

It was about an hour before we left the hospital, the social worker couldn't get Ella away from me or Tom. In the end, she just have given in because she was so tired, it's been a very big day for a little girl so small. She's three years old and having to go to a care home. I don't understand why Maria have asked for Ella to go to her parents. How could anyone treat a little girl like that? Children cry, hey adults cry. His daughter had died and it looked like he hadn't lost a tear. Maria's mum on the other hand looked like she hadn't stopped, although I would imagine quietly after how he reacted to Ella. I thought Tom was going on hit him, he didn't though, I was proud of him for holding his temper. I was beginning to think that there was more to this than I first thought.

Before, we left the hospital, we went into Zoe's office with the social worker and Ella. We gave the social worker, whose name was Alice, our phone numbers, address and details that she needed. Tom said goodbye to Ella before she went off with Alice, I could see the tears in his eyes.

It's was gone 10pm, when we were on our way home from the hospital, four hours after our shifts had finished. A life changing, four hours. I parked the car in the drive and got out the car with Tom, he hadn't said much since Ella have gone with the social worker, no surprising really. But, to me it wasn't like him.

"Do you want anything to eat?" I asked him.

"No thanks, no hungry" Tom answered.

"Please, you got to eat something" I told him.

"I can't Sam" Tom replied.

He walked upstairs, I walked into the kitchen and made me and tom two cups of tea. I slowly walked upstairs to find Tom going through the wardrobe. He was pulling out and throwing everywhere the boxes of things in the bottom of our wardrobe. I put the teas down on the bedside table and went towards him.

"Tom, what are you doing?"

Tom didn't answer me, but he seemed as though he had found what he was looking for. I pulled out a shoe box, which was hidden at the back of the wardrobe. As he opened it, I realized what it was. The shoe box contains lots of pictures of Ella, from when she was a baby, to photos that didn't look to be taken long ago. Tom was looking at them and then suddenly burst into tears.

"Hey, Come here" I say to Tom, pulling him into my arms.

"It's ok" I told Tom.

A little while later, Tom stopped crying, but still was in my arms.

"Tom, why don't we go downstairs and curl up on the sofa and talk about this." I ask him.

"Ok" was all he said.

Together we made our way downstairs, and lay on the sofa in each other arms.

"Talk to me, why didn't you tell me about Ella?" I ask him.

Tom's POV:

I had to tell Sam everything, if I don't I will lose her completely, if I haven't already.

"It's was the deal. When Maria found out she was pregnant, we weren't together. Her parents didn't approve of me, he didn't want her to keep Ella. Maria couldn't have an abortion, she couldn't do it. Maria's parents told her that I was a waste of space; that I would neglect Ella and that I wouldn't care about her or help her. They were telling her thing behind my back. I supported Maria throughout her pregnancy, I would be there when she had every scan and appointment. Well, I say there, I sat outside cause she would never let me go in with her. I got to see the scan photos and she let me have one of the first scan and the last scan. That all I saw of Ella before she was born. Even then I wasn't at the birth, I sat in the waiting area of reception, while her parents were with her. Six hours after she was born I was allowed to see Ella, Maria had already given her the name. Somehow I got Maria to agree to Ella's surname being Kent. But, I had to agree to her rules, not knowing what they were. I wanted her to have my name, so I went along with it. It wasn't until she left the hospital with Ella without telling me, that I realised that something was wrong. I went to her house. She stated at me, these rules." I told Sam.

I just looked at Sam, trying to work out what she was thinking.

"What were the rules?" Sam asked.

"That I was only allowed to see Ella when she wanted, well that was until Ella got older. She couldn't deal with her sometimes. When she got over excited or very upset, she would ring me and tell me to come deal with my daughter. I ended up seeing Ella a lot, when she was a baby she couldn't deal with her crying all the time every day, all the time she said. When she got that fed up with it, I would finish a long shift, grab a sandwich on the way to hers, I would knock on the door, she would open it, with Ella in her arms and give her to me and go to bed. I would feed and change her, throughout the night, slept on the sofa, til Maria got up in the morning and told me to get out. When Ella got older, she worked out that when she played mummy up, she got to see daddy. Another Rule was that I had to pay for everything for Ella, she would only buy basic stuff for her. Only white clothes and the basic amount she needed. I also have to change my place of work, I wasn't allowed to work at St James. The last rule was that I wasn't allowed to tell anyone apart from my parents that I had a daughter, I wasn't allowed to take Ella out of the house, or take anyone but my parents to say her. I didn't follow her rules Sam, she was going to take Ella away from me, stop me seeing her completely." I told Sam.

"Oh Tom." Sam said.

"I'm so sorry Sam, I never met to hurt you, but you have to understand that I did it, to be able to see my daughter, she means the world to me, im not saying that you don't cause you know that you do, or I hope you do, I understand if you want me to leave." I explained to Sam.

"Tom, it's a lot to take in, I need and bit of time, ok? It's late and we are both tired, let's just go to bed and deal with everything in the morning." Sam replied.

Sam's POV:

Both I and Tom went to bed, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow I was so tired. I woke up the next morning, only this morning was difference, Tom wasn't lying next to me. I looked around the bedroom, it was clean and tidy, and it was a mess when we went to bed. I got out of bed and when downstairs, the lounge and the kitchen was the same, there was a note on the kitchen counter, it read "I'm sorry, Tom x". I ran upstairs and when thought the bedroom, all of his stuff was gone.