A/N thank you to everyone who read and reviewed chapter 11, I hope whoever reads this one will enjoy it! X
Unfortunately for Dylan his plans to be up before Sam was ruined as her alarm woke her up at half past six the next morning. She reached out towards the digital clock and switched it off before she turned on her back and gazed up at the ceiling.
She had half an hour to get herself looking presentable for when the delivery men arrived with Mayas bedroom furniture
Sam hauled herself out of bed and stretched before walking over to her wardrobe to pick out an outfit for the day. She pulled out a pair of skinny denim jeans and selected baby blue T-Shirt to wear and then she chose a comfortable baggy hoodie to keep her warm. She placed the clothes neatly on her bed then made her way out of the room dead set on having nice hot shower.
However, on her way to the bathroom she peered into Mayas room subconsciously and the scene that met her amused her slightly. Dylan was sprawled out in the middle of the floor covered in paint and snoring his head off. 'Poor grumpy.' Sam thought sympathetically. 'He looks so uncomfortable lying there.' With that second though in mind she wondered over to the airing cupboard and selected a blue fluffy blanket before creeping into the freshly painted room and covering her sleeping husband with the said blanket.
After she had showered and dressed Sam headed downstairs and into the kitchen to make her usual morning coffee hoping it would wake her up a bit after all she needed all of the energy she could get.
She settled down in the living room and switched the TV on and watched as a cartoon character danced across the screen. It was then that Sam realised she would have to watch cartoons on a regular basis now that she had a five year old 'daughter.'
Just then the flat buzzer went off indicating that she had a visitor. She hurried to the front door and picked up the intercom phone so that whoever it was at the door wouldn't buzz again which could have resulted in waking an exhausted Dylan, an exhausted Dylan Keogh was even grumpier than a Dylan Keogh who was wide awake!
"Disney delivery for the Keoghs?" A gruff voice spoke into the intercom.
"Yep that's us." Sam said pressing the button that would allow the delivery men access to the building.
"Where do you want this love?" One of the two men said loudly and Sam had to resist the urge to tell him to shut up because her husband was still sleeping.
"Just put it all in the lounge please." She replied directing her finger towards the living room knowing that there would be enough space for all of the furniture in there. Luckily the items were all flat packs and came in reasonably sized boxes.
Once all of the boxes were transported from the van to her living room the leader of the delivery crew came back with a form for her to sign. "Thank you, my husband would have helped but he's still sleeping, he works dodgy hours." She lied although it was technically all true. However, Dylan's odd working hours wasn't the real reason why he was still sleeping, it was because he was up all night decorating their new foster daughter's bedroom but Sam couldn't be bothered to explain to the delivery guy in so much detail and besides, it was none of his business.
"That's alright darling, it's our job anyway." The delivery man replied. "Your little girl is very lucky to have you as parents judging by all the stuff that's in there." He added pointing towards the living room.
Sam smiled in reply and resisted the urge to correct him when she realised he had called Maya their little girl. "Thanks again." She said holding the door open for the delivery man and he nodded as a way of a reply.
Once she had closed the door behind him, Sam wondered back into her now crammed living room and drained her mug of coffee that was in it before she waltzed through to the kitchen.
She put the cup in the sink trying not to make a noise and then she went over to the dining room table where she ripped off a piece of paper out of a notebook. The blonde doctor then went back into the living room and used the pen she found on the coffee table to scribble a note out to Dylan.
'Gone out, won't be long, Sam x'
She looked up and out of the living room window thoughtfully before returning her gaze to the note and scribbling out the kiss.
She left the note on the coffee table, walked out into the front hall, and grabbed her keys that were on the table out in the hall. Then she grabbed her jacket that was over the banister before she finally made her way out of the flat.
Sam decided she first going to go into town for some early morning food shopping (which she hated) and then she was going to pop to Dylan's boat to collect her husband some much needed clean clothes and their beloved dog when she remembered Dylan had, for some strange reason, given her his spare key the night before.
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