Phil returned from the raid, a big grin pastered on his face after catching one of the main suspects. Sam walked out of her office and over to Phil's desk. "Can I talk to you?"

"Sure, go ahead." Phil said sitting back in his chair.

"Not here." She said and Phil guessed something wasn't wrong.

She walked into her office as everyone from the raid entered CID for a debrief. Phil followed her in, shutting the door. "What's wrong then?"

"You told everyone didn't you." Sam accused, feeling the anger starting to bubble.

"Told everyone what?" Phil asked confused.

"Don't that crap Phil!" Sam shot at him.

"Honestly, babe. I have no idea what you're talking about." Phil insisted.

"JO, JACK ... THEY'VE BEEN ASKING ABOUT 'AM I ALRIGHT NOW?' AND 'HOW ARE YOU NOW?'. HAVE YOU TOLD THEM ABOUT THE CANCER? I MEAN I THOUGHT OF ALL PEOPLE I COULD TRUST YOU, YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO LOVE ME NOT TELL EVERYONE THAT I HAVE A BRAIN TUMOUR AND WHO KNOWS WHAT THE OUTCOME IS!" Sam shouted at Phil.

The door was opened and it was silent outside in the CID office. Stuart walked in a little and said uncomfortably. "Erm, Jo and Jack have just confirmed that neither knew about the tumour and everyone just heard every word you've said."

Sam sat on the chair, with her head in her hands breathing in and out deeply. She started sobbing, now everyone knew about her cancer. Phil walked over and hugged her tightly. "Shhhh ... it's alright babe." Phil comforted. "We'll get through this, together."

Sam nodded, her head buried in his chest. Stuart watched them, a little envious of their closeness and the way Sam just melted into Phil's arms. Stuart shut the door again and walked back out to everyone. Jack finished his brief, the spirit throughout his team had been wiped out though. Sam was well liked and everyone would support her through the next stages. Jack dismissed his troops again, telling them to carry on with their paperwork about the raid and any other stuff they had to catch up on before going over to her office and opening the door. Sam was wiping her eyes and Phil was crouched down by her. Neither noticed him so he decided to creep away before anyone realised he was there.

Sam looked up at Phil. "You should go, finish your work."

"I could always stay ..."

No Phil." Sam said firmly. "Your still my sargent and I still need to be a good DI so go finish whatever you need to finish."

Phil left and Sam sat in silence, she saw through the blinds him go to the photocopier so slipped out her office with her keys and coat. She got down to her car and just drove, not really knowing where she was going. She just needed to get away from the sympathetic glances as she walked through the corridor, and the sudden stops in conversation as she passed them.

"Now I know that you won't want sympathy or people tiptoeing around you because basically I think I'm one of the very few people who can say I know what you're going through." A voice said, Sam lifted her head and turned, she smiled at Inspector Gina Gold.

"How did you know I'd be here?" Sam asked.

"I don't really, I just thought about how I felt when I had cancer and where'd I want to be. To think." Gina said, sitting down beside her on the wooden bench.

"Did you come to a church then?" Sam asked, Gina looked around at the stain glass windows and the lit candles.

"No, but I should have done. So were you praying just now?" Gina asked.

"Yes, not something I usually do. I've never been religious but it just seemed like the only thing to do." Sam said. "Like if I start praying now He'll forgive me for hurting Stuart and just make the tumour go away. It's false hope, even I know that. But I'm so scared of dying Gina."

Now look at me, I'm in my fifties and I was still in my fifties when I got my cancer yet I'm still alive and kicking, sometimes screaming, depends what the relief are doing."

Sam laughed. "You were so brave Gina, you didn't need anyone. You coped by yourself and looked after yourself. You're so strong and I think I can honestly say I'm proud of knowing you."

Gina smiled. "Well thank you, but Sam you're going to cope. Not only that but you'll have friends and a new family to support you. You've still got your life ahead of you and I would place money on you being able to live it. You'll get through this, I know you will."

"Promise?"

"Nobody can promise that Sam, but I can hope and support you."

"Well thank you for that at least." Sam smiled. She bowed her head and said a prayer in her head, Gina was emotionally moved by Sam praying for her life that Gina bowed her head too and whispered a pray for Sam, Phil and baby Joseph.