A/N: and back to the drama, I was getting really annoyed at myself with all that fluff. Oh, and for future reference please don't kill me for this chapter. That would be just a little stupid coz then I can't update the rest of the story. However, if you wish to kill me, let me know in a review. It would be much appreciated. The review, not the death threat.

Chapter 21

The next morning Sam woke first, she watched Phil for a moment then she kissed him gently to wake him.

"Phil."

"Mmm."

"You know what you said yesterday…or this morning what ever it was"

"I said a lot of things which one?"

"That thing…let's go home…I was thinking…do you want to move in?" she asked nervously, holding her breath for his answer.

Phil couldn't believe his ears, did she just as him to move in with her? "I'm sorry, can you repeat that?"

"Phil" Sam complained, she didn't want to say it again, waiting for the answer was already killing her.

"I'm sorry, it's just I don't think I heard you right, did you just ask me to move in?"

"Yes" Sam sighed exasperatedly but laughing at the same time.

"That's a stupid question, of course I'd love to but can we wait till the weekend?"

"Ok" Sam sighed, letting out the breath she had been holding.

Phil wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened it. Running his hand up and down her back Phil forgot that Sam hated it and started kissing her neck, as soon as he realised his mistake he stopped but Sam smiled at him, it seemed she didn't mind now, she hadn't flinched anyway.

"You didn't flinch" he commented.

"Oh my God, I'm cured" Sam said facetiously and kissed him deeply.

Sam and Phil got up to find a text message on both their phones:

THANX 4 UR HELP LST NITE. U CAN HAV DA MRNIN OFF –JACK.

Sam smiled gratefully and got back into bed, she was really tired and needed a few more hours sleep. She got up at eleven and she and Phil arrived at the office by twelve. It was lunch time and Sam went to find June, there was something she needed to do. She found her in the canteen staring into a cup of coffee as though it could tell the future. "Suppose you heard the news about Gabriel then?" Sam asked raising her eyebrows and taking the seat across from her.

"What? –oh…yeah" June answered, "Who would have guessed?"

Sam raised her eyebrow again, "June…I was one of the officers in that mess, I got shot you know, only a flesh would mind you but still…"

"Oh really, well I'm glad you're ok, you don't know why he did it do you? Most people I've talked to seem to be a bit in the dark."

"Yeah, Apparently David was jealous of his adoptive brother Gabriel and when his parents died in a car crash he took his brothers place at Hendon so he could find his adoptive brothers real mother and make her pay…or something along the lines of that anyway. But I talked to his adoptive brother and he wants to meet you June, I know about your…history and I'm not going to tell anyone, if you feel they need to know you tell them, but I think the least you can do is talk to him, explain why you gave him away" Sam said her voice not giving away her curiosity as to why June would do that. June was looking more and more horrified as she went on, at the end of Sam's speech she let out a long sigh and nodded her lip trembling slightly. "Thanks for that, and thanks for not telling anyone"

"Not telling anyone what?" Sam asked mildly and she left, heading back up to CID, her part was done and now it was up to June and Gabriel to sort it out.

That Saturday Abi was staying at Lynn's house (she's moved back to England for good now) to give Sam and Phil some time alone. He was bringing his stuff over and they were having a celebratory dinner. The rent on his apartment ran out the next day so he had rented a u-store locker to keep some things in, the rest he had either sold or brought to Sam's already. The furniture had almost all been sold except for Maddie's bunk bed, Sam had been going to put her in the guest room but Maddie and Abi had talked about it and agreed to share, Abi was only there on weekends anyway because her university was so far away. Sam was trying to make room for his piano which was in the u-store till they could make room for it and she and Abi had spent a lot of time clearing out Sam's cupboard to make room for Phil's clothes and personal things.

Sam had even attempted to cook which was really something special, it hadn't turned out too badly either, it was edible anyway. The doorbell rang and Sam hurried to answer it. Her face fell when it turned out to be Jack.

"Thanks" he said sarcastically.

"Sorry, thought you might be someone else" Sam apologised and invited him in.

"You're expecting someone?"

"Yeah"

"Oh"

"Jack, what is it?" Sam asked concerned, he was starting to worry her.

"I'm sorry, I thought you should hear this from someone you know…there was an accident on the M5…your mum was killed"

Sam couldn't believe what she was hearing, this couldn't be happening, he mum was strong and independent, not dead. "Sam?" Jack's voice sounded like it was coming from far away, she looked at him, her eyes filling up with tears. He offered her a shoulder to cry on and she took it gratefully. Burying her head in his shoulder she cried for her mum, she couldn't believe she was gone.

Phil was sitting in the car checking his reflection in the mirror, not that he needed to but this was a special occasion. He heard a knock on his window and turned to see, "Debbie? What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing, I came to pick up something Andrew left here when Sam babysat for me"

"Oh" Phil got out of the car and he and Debbie walked across the road, "Hey, isn't that Jack's car?" Phil asked confused

"Yeah, wonder what he's doing here" Debbie commented, her question was soon answered when they looked up at Sam's house. They could see through the window and Sam was wrapped in Jack's embrace. Debbie stormed up to the door and pounded on it but Phil couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had thought Sam had loved him, he turned around and ran blindly back to his car.

Sam had only just opened the door when she saw Phil walking away, a car came hurtling around the corner and she yelled "Phil!" but it was too late. Sam watched as it hit Phil and his body bounced onto the bonnet, his shoulder hit the windscreen and cracked it. He bounced once on the roof, sliding slightly to the right, his left leg clipped the boot and he lay motionless on the ground. Jack tried to get a look at the licence of the car but failed. Sam ran to where Phil was lying on the road yelling at Debbie to call an ambulance.

Phil looked bad but was probably worse, his left leg was sticking out, probably broken. He had a huge gash on his shoulder and a head wound plus any number of internal injuries. She checked to see if he was breathing and he wasn't so she began EAR (expired air resuscitation). After the first five breaths she checked to see if he had a pulse, thankfully he did so she continued with EAR as tears spilled down her face. Come on baby, you can't die on me now she thought.

The ambulance arrived a few minutes later and Phil was bundled into it. Sam scrambled in after him and it tore off leaving Jack and Debbie standing there. Wordlessly they hopped into Debbie's car, just because it was facing the right way and followed the ambulance. Sam was pacing the waiting room, tears still flowing down her face, Phil had been rushed to theatre immediately but that was almost an hour ago, or so it felt. Debbie and Jack arrived a little while later, "How is he?" Debbie asked.

"They're still operating" Sam informed them tearfully, she didn't care what they thought, Phil could die and it was all her fault.

Jack went to comfort Sam but she moved away, he knew she was probably shaken by what had happened because it had just happened to her mother so he accepted that but, as usual, Debbie had to pick at it.

"Why are you moving away now, you looked pretty cosy before" that was the wrong this to say, Sam completely flew off the handle.

"For God's sake Debbie, if you want him let him know that, but don't get jealous if you think he's moving on because you were the one who turned him down. And just so you know, there is nothing between me and Jack and there never ever will be, no offence Jack"

"None taken" he said graciously.

"Then what was that I saw in the window?" Debbie accused.

"My mother just died if you must know, Jack just told me," Sam yelled.

"Oh God Sam, I'm sorry, I didn't know"

"Just go away, you too Jack, I want to be alone" Sam muttered.

A tiring hour later a nurse finally came out "Mrs Hunter?" she asked

"Err- no…I'm his girlfriend" Sam told her, please let Phil be ok.

"I'm afraid we've had to put Mr Hunter into a medically induced coma"

"What does that mean?" Sam asked scared, it didn't sound good.

"It means that we've put him to sleep so he can recover, he may wake up in a few days but he may slip into an actual coma, it's too early to tell"

"Oh God" Sam gasped, this couldn't be happening. "Can I make a phone call?" she asked.

"Sure, this way" the nurse led her to a phone, "Press zero then dial the number"

"Ok, thanks" Sam rang Lynn's number

"Hello?" Abi answered.

"Abi, it's me"

"Mum, what happened

"There was an accident, Phil's been hit by a car" Sam sobbed, "Look, I need you to do home and get my phone then come here please, it has Steve's number in it somewhere."

"Ok, I'll see you soon, yeah"

Abi arrived at the hospital half an hour later and was directed to Phil's room where Sam was keeping vigil.

"Here" she said softly, handing the phone to her mum, Abi had only ever seen her mum cry twice, once when they'd had a really bad fight and when she had escaped from Hugh. But that was nothing compared to what she was doing now, she wasn't acting like she was crying, no sobs or anything but the tears kept coming, it was like someone had turned a tap on and it wouldn't stop.

"Thanks sweetie, can you look after him for a moment, I need to go outside to make the call"

"Sure" Abi agreed

Sam walked out of the room and down the hallway, when she was outside she shivered a little but she didn't notice, nothing mattered more than Phil, she hadn't realised how much she loved him until now.

"Hello?" a tired voice said at the end of the phone.

"Steve, it's me"

"Who…Sam?" he asked confused, why was she ringing him.

"There's been an accident…Phil's in Saint Hughes," she said, choking back the tears.

"Oh God, is he ok?"

"He's in ICU, they put him in a medically induced coma"

"Ok, I'll be there as soon as I can" Steve hung up and Sam went back inside.

Twenty minutes later Steve rushed into the room followed by Honey. "I talked to the doctor, it's bad isn't it" he asked looking at Sam. She nodded, wiping her eyes again. "Are you ok?" Honey asked concerned, she had never seen in-control Sam Nixon like this.

"No" Sam murmured.

"Why are you here anyway?" Steve asked, it had only just occurred to him that she hadn't explained that.

"I…I was there when he was hit…it was right outside my house"

"Forgive me for asking but why was he outside your house?" Steve asked confused

"You mean…he didn't tell you?" Sam asked amazed, she had thought that Phil had already told Steve but apparently he hadn't.

"Tell me what?"

"He…erm…" Sam trailed off, she didn't want to remind herself of how good things had been, it would just emphasise how much she had screwed up.

"You two are seeing each other aren't you?" Honey asked, she had suspected it for sometime, though she was probably the only one, but this was the first time she had had any form of confirmation.

Sam nodded tearfully and Honey hugged her, "He was…he was moving in" Sam said more tears cascading down her cheeks.

"Moving in!" Steve yelled, "He didn't even breathe a word to me."

"God, he has to get better, he has to" Sam sobbed.