Polly was up to Alfie just after midnight and Sam was asleep and then again at six. He was getting better at night, even if he had been a turd while she'd been away but he seemed to be making up for lost time tonight now he was back in his own bed.

Sam needed to get to work and he hobbled to the bathroom, jumped in the shower and was dressed before Polly had finished feeding. "You okay?" She noticed him grimacing a little as he got dressed.

"Fine. I just feel like I've been kicked in the nuts. Oh that's right, I was."

"Sorry."

"It's okay." He bent down and gave Polly a kiss and then Alfie. "See you tonight. Have a good day and I will talk to you later." Sam always called Polly at some point during the day. Usually around lunchtime when he had five minutes to catch his breath and shove some food in. The only time he really stopped for lunch was if he had a meeting or Polly came in.

He called her earlier than that, Polly had just dropped Lola at school and was on her way home and he got straight to the point. "Where are you?"

"On my way home. What's up?"

"Umm I'm on my way to med."

"What?"

"I'm pissing blood."

"Since when, Jesus Sam. Why the hell did you go to work?" Polly shrieked and Alfie startled and let out a cry. Mae managed to shove his pacifier in his mouth before he got too worked up.

"Because I wasn't pissing blood then." Sam snapped, he was in agony and really didn't feel like chit chatting. He was also wasn't alone so discussing this in any depth wasn't high on his list of priorities. Polly going off the deep end was unhelpful. "Doesn't matter does it, I'm just letting you know now."

Sam had been in a bit of pain when he got up but didn't really take notice of his piss that morning because he was in the shower. When he got to work he was lifting some bales of hay and felt like he was about to pass out from the pain and when he went to the bathroom it was just a river of red.

He had to admit; he panicked. He wandered back out and found his 2IC. "Josh, can you take me to Med."

"Sure, what's up?"

"Pissing blood man, Polly cracked me in the nuts last night and I'm struggling." He was very matter of fact about it even if inside his heart was beating a million miles an hour. He could barely stand up straight and Josh did offer to call an ambulance but he was having none of it, it was a waste of resources and all he needed was some to drive him or he'd drive himself.

"Holy crap, what you'd do?"

"Nothing man, Mae came in, she freaked out." Sam sucked in a deep breath; discussing his sex life wasn't something he ever felt the need to do. "Can we go?"

Calling Polly was the last thing he wanted to do, she was going to freak out. "Okay, I'll meet you there." Polly had already turned the car around. Sam was going to protest, if Polly was coming then that meant Mae and Alfie would also be there. This is embarrassing enough as it was, he didn't want a cast of thousands parading through his room. It was bad enough that he had to tell Josh. However the alternative was that she dropped the kids of with either her mother or his and that had disaster written all over it.

"Hi Daddy." Mae piped up. She had been listening from the backseat and loved talking to her Dad on the 'phone' "Work Daddy?"

"Hi Monkey. I am working."

"I miss you." She seemed to have completely forgotten about the incident last night. She hadn't come back in and Sam had left before she woke this morning and Mae had asked her Mom where Daddy was. She loved her Daddy even when he made her cry.

Sam was already in a room when Polly came in with both Alfie, asleep in his pram and Mae. Fortunately it had been quiet and he was taken straight through but hadn't been seen yet. Polly looked as white as a sheet, he knew she would freak out, visiting people in hospital wasn't a new thing for Polly and she hated every single minute of it, even walking through these doors got her heart pumping and not in a good way. "What did they say?" She ran her hand through his hair. Mae was just staring at her Dad and seemed a little overwhelmed, she was glued to her mother's hip.

"Nothing yet."

"You sick Daddy?" Mae's bottom lip quivered and she suddenly burst into tears and Sam held her hand. "Up Daddy." She tugged on his arm. "We go home."

"It's okay Mae, Daddy is okay. The Doctor will fix me up and then we will go home." He held out his arms for her to dive into and she was much happier to be lying with her Daddy. Sam relaxed a little too, he liked having Polly here because she calmed him with just her presence.

"What happened?"

"I went to work and when I took a leak it was just blood and it hurts like hell. It freaked me out I will admit. Josh drove me in. It looks fine but I have a bruise where you got me with your knee." He had a bruise developing just above his pubic bone and Sam sighed a little when Polly rested her hand on it. "Don't tease me."

It may have looked fine, not that he would let Polly take a look, not while Mae was there, but it wasn't fine. When the Doctor came in Polly tried to take Mae outside so she couldn't see but still listen to the Doctor. "Did you hear any cracking or popping?"

"No." It was mortifying listening to Sam having to explain the situation and Polly felt like shit. The thought that she had done this to him was hard to get her head around. A sex injury was something you joked about but didn't honestly think it would ever happen. Maybe falling out of bed, or banging your head on something but this was unbelievable.

"Have you been able to get an erection since?"

"Not sure, I haven't really tried to be honest." He looked as embarrassed as Polly felt. "A little bit, Polly was looking at it last night and I started to you know…" he shrugged. "..not much though."

They also were a little stunned when he asked about whom Sam had been having sex with lately. "No one else?"

"Nope, not for almost eight years." This seemed like one of those TV shows when it came out in hospital because of an emergency that someone had been screwing around before being diagnosed with some hideous STD. He also asked Polly who just shook her head. Sam tried to joke that she barely had the energy to have sex with him and Polly glared at him, this was not funny or a time to joke.

To pile on the misery it was decided that he needed an x-ray and ultrasound.

"Stay Daddy?" Mae was perched on her Mom's lap when the doctor left while they waited for him to go up to X-ray. The orderlies came to take Sam for his tests and Mae burst into tears, she wasn't coping and Polly knew she shouldn't be here but she had no choice right now.

"They just need to take some special photos. He'll be back soon. Let's take Alfie for a walk outside." Polly couldn't sit here and wait, it was driving her nuts and she felt overwhelmed and claustrophobic. Alfie was due to wake up soon and a bit of fresh air would do them the world of good. Mae was also starting to get a little fidgety.

"Oh Pops." Mae squealed when they stepped out of Sam's room and almost ran smacked bang into her Pops. Polly just about fainted. It never crossed her mind that she would see anyone they knew here.

"Oh god." Sam was going to be horrified. He was paranoid about people finding out, he wanted to get in and out without anyone knowing a thing. The Ruzek's were going to have a field day with this.

Mae reefed her hand out of her mom's and ran into her Pops arms. "Pops, Daddy hurt."

"What happened?"

Polly just looked at Alfie in his pram and straightened his blanket trying to delay this conversation for as long as possible. "What are you doing here?" Polly knew it sounded lame as she tried to ignore his question until she knew how to answer.

"I could ask you the same question? I am here for work, not unusual." Adam reached for Polly's hand as it was resting on the handle of the pram. "What's wrong Sweet Pea? Is Sam okay? Did he get hurt at work?"

"He's okay. He's had a bit of a knock and is just getting it checked." Polly was desperately trying to give as little information as possible. Despite that Polly appreciated the steadying hug from her Dad around her shoulder. "He's in X-ray right now."

"When did this happen?"

"This morning."

"You should have called us. We could have taken the kids; your Mom is home today. Where's Lola, at school?"

"Yep. It's okay. Mae's happy to be here and Alfie is sleeping, he needs to be fed soon." Polly's mind was all over the shop, this was her worst nightmare and she couldn't deal with it right now, not while she had no idea what was going on with Sam.

"I'll call Mom to come and get Mae at least. She doesn't need to stay here. Are you sure Sam's okay?"

"He will be. I'll let you know when we know something."

Mae didn't want to leave her Daddy or her Mommy. She liked them and liked being with them. With her Mom being away all weekend she was a little clingy right now even though she was happy to see her Pops. "I stay with Daddy, he hurt."

"You sure?"

"Yep, we'll be fine. Hopefully Sam will be back soon and all good and we can go home." Polly actually had no idea what was going to happen. Despite Sam's joke last night that she had broken his penis it didn't seem such a joke right now. The Doctor didn't think it was fractured but until the results came back and they could explain the bleeding it hadn't been ruled out. There was the possibility that he would need surgery to fix if it was fractured.

Fortunately Mae didn't have much of an idea what they were talking about. Alfie woke just as Polly got back to wait for Sam. He was content as long as he was feeding and Mae was sitting up in a chair and watching Polly's phone. They didn't give them a lot of time watching devices but if it kept her quiet and happy right now Polly was more than happy for her to have it.

"Hey. Your still here?" Sam looked relieved to be back and that Polly was still waiting for him.

"Of course. How'd you go?"

"Fine. Don't know the outcome yet." When Polly finished feeding Alfie she handed him to Sam. He was happy to talk to him, and distract himself until they came in and told him he needed to pee in a bottle so they could test his urine again.

Polly jumped up and grabbed Alfie while Mae was thankfully distracted as he voided and it was still bloody. She could see the discomfort on his face and hated it. "It's not your fault Baby." Sam could see it and knew precisely what Polly was feeling. "It's just a crazy accident."

"I feel awful."

"I know." He squeezed her hand, he was feeling sore and sorry for himself but worried about Polly and how she was doing. "Don't. Shit happens. Perhaps this is payback for knocking you up with the termite and making you so sick."

Polly leant down and kissed him softly, running her spare hand over his cheek. "I love you Sam, so much."

"I hope so, you are stuck with me." Sam grinned a little, smiling against her lips. "Broken dick and all."

"God this is a nightmare."

"No, it could be worse."

"Oh baby it is worse. Dad's here, he knows you are here." Polly explained bumping into her Dad in the corridor and how uncomfortable she felt as she tried not to tell him what had happened. "He knows I was lying." They weren't going to be able to hide it now though. In general, even though Polly talked to her Mom most days they didn't see each other all that much during the week. Everyone was busy with work and life and while Polly was on maternity leave they didn't need to have Mae looked after or Lola picked up from school so they were hoping that this would pass without having to tell anyone.

"Fan-fucking-tastic."

"Mae told him you are hurt, you know she can't keep a secret but nothing else. Lucky she doesn't understand what's going on. He doesn't know what happened."

"He doesn't know you broke my dick? First it's the bed and now you've upped the ante." Sam teased her. "You are an extreme lover aren't you?"

Adam had to get back to work, he was here for a reason but he did call Kim quickly. "Darlin' I've just bumped into Polly at Med, she's here with Sam, he's been hurt."

"Oh god, is he okay? Why didn't she call?"

"I don't know, look I can't stay. She's got Alfie and Mae here. She looks a little freaked, I thought you'd come down."

"I'm on my way. Are you still there?"

"No."

"What happened? Is Sam okay?"

"I don't know. She said he'd had an accident or a knock or something. I assume at work. Don't know. She was a bit vague, I think she's in shock." Adam was climbing back into his car. "Something's not right, Polly was off and she definitely didn't want to talk to me." Kim thought it was odd, why wouldn't Polly want them to know what had happened to Sam? Her mind spun off in all different directions, was Sam sick? Polly hadn't indicated on the weekend that anything was wrong. They were joking about his upcoming vasectomy and how much Adam was a baby about it and they were sure Sam was going to be just as whiny. Surely if they were worried about something Polly wouldn't have been able to hide it from her all weekend?

Sam was off having an ultrasound when Kim arrived. Polly couldn't stop herself and she started to cry when she saw her Mom. "Oh sweetie, what happened? Is Sam okay?"

"He is, he will be. He had an accident and he started peeing blood this morning, he's had an x-ray and now is having an ultrasound." Kim let Mae sit in her lap, she was happy to see her Mimi.

"What sort of accident?"

"Oh god, Mom I can't."

"Polly, honey. What is it?"

"We were having sex and Mae came in and it was all a bit crazy and Sam got hurt. They are testing him for a fracture."

"Fractured what?" Polly didn't answer, she just looked mortified and it finally clicked with Kim. "Oh good lord. No?" She gasped, she couldn't help herself.

Polly just nodded.

"Poor Sam."

"I didn't mean to hurt him. I feel so bad, I laughed at him because he was being such a baby about it and now he's here and they are talking about potentially needing surgery." Polly buried her face into Alfie who was asleep on her shoulder to hide her distress, which was pointless. Kim was onto her. "This is a nightmare. You can't tell Dad or Gus, Sam's so embarrassed."

"Let's just see what the tests say." She rubbed her back tenderly.

Mimi convinced Mae to come home with her. It was the lure of going to a toy shop that did it. Kim was happy to do anything to get Mae out of there, she didn't need to spend the day in a cramped ER room. Kim would pick Lola up from school for them. "Daddy present?"

"Of course you can buy Daddy a present." They agreed to just tell people that Sam took a fairly hefty knock to the nuts when Polly fell onto him, if details were required. They probably weren't going to get around a conversation about that fact they were having a 'sexcapade' but that was better than explaining the whole horror show.

"Where's Mae?" Sam was surprised to see just Polly and Alfie waiting for him. He loved the look of it, Polly had him lying on her chest and he was snuggled up tight and cute. Polly as a mother blew him away; he would have hundred babies with her just to see things like this.

"Mom came and took her home. Dad called her, I didn't call her."

"Great, and now she knows." As if this nightmare couldn't get any worse.

"Sam, I can't worry about that right now. I am worried about you. What did they say?"

"Nothing."

The Doctor did come back in and both the x-ray and ultrasound showed no damage. The wanted to pop in a catheter with a small camera in the tip just to make sure he had no strictures or tears in his urethra and Polly cringed as she watched them insert the tube. Sam had one hand over his eyes and was holding Polly's hand tightly with the other. "Thank god Alfie won't remember this. He doesn't need to see what can happen to him." He muttered. "Poor bugger, he's got all this to look forward too." Alfie was in his pram and he was most displeased, he was wailing and all Polly could do was pop his pacifier in and rock it with one hand while she hung onto Sam's hand.

"More so than your daughter's who will one day give birth."

"Stop. They are not having sex. I will tell them how dangerous it is." Sam was doing his best to joke about it. "Although perhaps you should talk to them about being a kind lover, how they should treat their men gently. I feel it is your responsibility to make sure our daughters are kind and gentle and that penises are precious and fragile things."

"If it's not broken it will be soon." Polly hissed at him.

They were relieved to find out that Sam wasn't suffering any serious damage. His bleeding was most likely from some bruising trauma from Polly's knee and rapid dismount. "So you did do this?"

"I guess so, I'm so sorry."

He was discharged with strict instructions to rest for a couple of days, report back if the bleeding continued for more than a day or so or got worse or if his pain increased. He could take some ibuprofen for the pain, use icepacks if needed and had to abstain from sexual activity for a week and a specialist follow up appointment in two days time. "Don't worry Doc, I won't let her near me for a long time. She's brutal."

"Well about that, one thing I do need you to do preferably before you go is we need to see if things are working properly."

"I can pee."

"Ah, not that. We need to make sure you can get an erection."

Polly just gasped.

"We will give you some privacy." He looked a little uncomfortably at Polly. "However you want to do that is fine but no happy endings."

Sam glanced at Polly who looked like she was about to faint. "Did he just say no happy ending?"

"I think so. This is weird right?"

"Very. You want to get to it?" Sam threw back the sheet and forced himself to laugh at the look of horror on Polly's face. "Look it will get us out of here quicker."

"You are on your own."

"Pol, honey. Come on, this is weird enough as it is please don't make it worse. Kiss me." He beckoned her closer and Polly did kiss him, she cried and she let him guide her hand downstairs and within a couple of minutes they discovered he was functioning perfectly fine, although it wasn't exactly pleasurable for Sam. "This no happy ending thing sucks big time. That's twice in a row, don't make it a habit." Polly leant her forehead on his and they both laughed. This was absurd.

Polly took him home, he refused to go with her to pick up Mae and they decided to let Mae stay with her Mom until Lola finished school and then Polly would go pick them up. He didn't feel like seeing anyone right now. He did like that Polly fussed over him though, she felt guilty and mortified and wanted to make it up to him. All that she let him do was cuddle Alfie and even when he tried to get up to go to the bathroom she hovered. "I can pee by myself. I don't need you watching me."

"I want to make sure you are not bleeding any more."

"How about I call you before I flush?"

"Just let me watch. I have a vested interest in making sure you are okay."

"Careful, remember I am not allowed to get too excited, no knocking the top off."

When Polly finally sat down to feed Alfie she took one look at Sam as he hobbled back to the couch and burst into tears. "Hey Baby, come on. Don't cry please."

"This is a nightmare Sam, I feel terrible. I laughed at you."

He lowered himself on the couch and made Polly wiggle over until she was leaning against him so he could slip an arm around her shoulder and touch Alfie as he fed. "You always laugh at me, that's nothing new."

"Don't joke about it. It could have been serious."

"It could have been but it's not." He pressed his lips against her temple. "I am going to be fine in a few days."

"You know how when our babies are sick I just want to hold them, I just want to hold you."

"Ahhh, your hands are not touching my dick."

"Yes, because that is precisely what I was talking about." She rolled her eyes and let out a giggle through her tears. "I just love sitting cradling your dick in my hands and you let me touch it earlier"

"I know you love it and that was a medical procedure."

"I guess we need to stop Mae coming in?"

"Pftt, like that's going to happen. We love it, we love cuddling up to her it was just bad timing on her part. Lucky she was little enough not to remember it, unlike Lola."

"You know this is going to become a story?"

"I'm not going to Sunday night dinner ever again." Polly glanced at the clock and left to pick up Lola and Mae. Even if Sam was fine, he was avoiding her family for as long as humanly possible.

Kim made Polly a cup of tea when she arrived. Lola told her mother off when she arrived. "Why didn't you pick me up? I was waiting for you."

"I'm sorry Chicken, I was looking after Daddy."

"Is he sick?" Her face fell. She was such a mother hen and Sam was bracing himself for her mothering. Polly had left him with Alfie who had just been fed so he was having some cuddles before Sam would put him down for a sleep.

"He's just a little be sore, he had an accident so you can't jump on him."

"What happened? Was it an animal?"

"No sweetie." Polly didn't answer the rest of the question. She was hardly going to explain to her six year old that her Daddy's penis was sore because Mommy had done a rapid dismount and kneed him in the nuts.

"Is Sam going to be okay? What did they say?" Kim waited until Lola had disappeared to play with Mae. Polly sipped her cup of tea; her hands were still a little shaky. It had been a long nerve-wracking day although being here right now was probably worse. She had no idea what time her Dad would be home and she did not want to get into this with him, at all.

"He is, he's just got some bleeding from the trauma. He's a bit battered and bruised but nothing serious or long term, rest, ice and ibuprofen."

"What happened?" Kim wasn't quite sure she wanted to know.

"Mae came in and we didn't notice her and when we did it was a little hectic…" Polly was blushing. "…and Sam got hurt. I also kneed him in the groin so he is actually lucky."

"I didn't know you could fracture a penis, I googled it. It's not pretty." Quite frankly it was the worst thing Kim had read and she also made the mistake of looking at the pictures and cringed at how horrific it sounded when they talked about 'de-gloving' during a repair, and it didn't mean the surgeon took his gloves off.

"It's horrific and I am so relieved it's not that bad but Mom can we not talk about it? He really doesn't want people to know, it's embarrassing."

"Okay, but your Dad has called me twice already to find out what's going on, if Sam's okay. You are not returning his calls. He's worried." Kim and Adam both adored Sam, he was perfect for their daughter; they had ups and downs, it wasn't always beer and skittles but they were rock solid and they loved their kids. He was a good husband and a good dad and a good man.

"What did you tell him?"

"That Sam was at home, resting and he would be fine."

"And he was okay with that?"

"No, not at all. I told him that he'd copped a stray knee, I didn't say who did what."

"Thank you." It wasn't going to end there, they both knew it. Even if they kept it vague the story was going to get bigger than Ben Hur. The bed breaking incident was now some huge rollicking tale that was dragged out with gay abandon whenever the opportunity arose.

Sam was asleep when they got back as was Alfie. Mae had a present for him and was desperate to give it to him and Lola just wanted to see him and make sure he was okay. She had been most concerned on the way home, asking her mother a million questions which she didn't want to answer. "Who hurt Daddy?"

"It was just a silly accident."

"He should be more careful." She went on and on and it was a relief to get home to let her focus on her Daddy.

"Hey." Polly sat on the edge of the bed and ran her hand over her cheek. "You okay?" she asked when he finally opened his eyes. She had managed to convince the girls to let her check on Daddy before they came up to see him.

He rolled onto his back. "I am."

"The girls want to see you, is that ok?"

"Sure. I'll come down." He glanced at the clock and realised he hadn't been asleep for long. "Alfie's only been asleep a little while."

"Daddy." Mae saw him first. "I get present." She scrambled off the couch and ran at her Daddy.

"No Mae, be careful." Lola was two inches behind her, grabbing hold of Mae's arm to stop her. "Daddy's hurt."

"No Lola, don't touch me." She slapped her hand away.

"Please don't fight. Come sit on the couch with me." He held both their hands, one to keep them apart and two because he just loved holding their little hands. Polly found them, all three of them perched up on the couch, one tucked up under each arm and they both had their arms wrapped around him. It was a beautiful sight, they were only missing their little termite. Sam as Dad was one of her favourite humans.

Lola mothered him all evening. He didn't have to do a thing. Polly wasn't much better, she felt guilty and wouldn't let Sam lift a finger. She nagged him about drinking enough water and insisted on a report on every time he peed. At one stage Lola offered to 'check' for her Mom when Daddy went to the bathroom. She had been listening with her bat ears all night. He could think of nothing worse.

Sam was relieved when they finally went to bed and he got some peace and quiet. He curled up with Polly, although she was told to steer clear of his nether regions and "remember, no happy endings."