A/N thank you to everyone who read the last chapter and a HUGE special thanks to 4444 for helping me out by suggesting what I should do for this chapter :D x

The next day, whilst Maya was at school, Sam texted Dylan asking him to come over saying that she had something important to tell him. He replied almost instantly and said he would be at her flat by 12. So sure enough, at 12 on the dot the flats buzzer went off indicating his arrival. Sam buzzed him into the building and opened her flat door before walking into the kitchen to put the kettle on.

"Sam?" Dylan called out once he was in the front hall.

"In the kitchen!" The woman in question replied

"What's this all about? You wanted me to stay away yesterday." Dylan said now stood in the kitchen doorway, the confusion evident in both his voice and on his face.

Sam closed her eyes briefly and sighed before snapping them open so she could look into her husbands eyes. Blue locked on blue. "There's something important I need to tell you." She stated looking and sounding defeated.

Dylan nodded and laughed a little. "You said that in you text. The question is what is so important for me to have to rush over here?" He asked.

His wife looked away from him for a fleeting moment before she finally managed to pluck up the courage to reply. "It's about Maya." She whispered vaguely.

Suddenly, Dylan felt a sinking from deep within him. What had happened to Maya? Was she ill? Hurt? He didn't know but he knew what Sam was about to say wasn't going to be positive. "What about Maya?" He asked preparing himself for something terrible.

"Yesterday after school we sort of had an argument. I told her to hold my hand as the roads were dangerous but she just ignored me and walked away so I caught up to her and tried to get her to stop behaving badly but she just started yelling at me and told me that she hated me she ran off after that and I had to chase after her." Sam began to explain and Dylan like where this conversation was going. Did she find Maya? Or was she still out there? If so, why hadn't Sam called him sooner? He quickly got rid of that theory when Sam carried on with the tail of events. "When I got to main road she was about to step out onto it without looking, there was...a car and it was heading straight for her before I knew what was happening I pulled her out of the way just in time as the car went by." She recalled reliving the memory in her head as she spoke.

Dylan looked at her gobsmacked. Maya, their little girl had almost been run over? He couldn't believe it. Quite rapidly, he felt the need to see his daughter and then a thought came to him. "How is she? Where is she?" He asked quickly.

"She's fine, she was just a little shaken, she's gone to school, I said she didn't have to but she said she wanted to." Sam answered shrugging and Dylan sighed in relief.

Dylan looked at his wife curious before frowning. "That's not all that is bothering you is it?" He asked when he saw her troubled looking expression.

"I don't know what you mean." She replied confused putting on a more of, what she hoped to be, a relaxed and neutral expression whilst on the inside feeling quite the opposite.

Dylan sighed and took a step closer to her. "I know you remember?" He asked rhetorically with a raised eyebrow.

Sam looked down at her feet and after a few moments of thinking, she looking up at him with tears sparkling in her crystal blue orbs. "I'm such a failure!" She said anguish clear in her tone.

Dylan frowned and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "What are you talking about?" He asked confused as he watched the love of his life wipe a tear from her porcelain cheek.

"I'm a rubbish Mum who can't even bring her daughter home without her almost being killed!" Sam replied suppressing a choked sob.

"No! You aren't rubbish, you're a brilliant Mother and anyone who says or even thinks otherwise must need psychiatric help." Dylan insisted but Sam didn't believe him.

"She was fine when she went out with you, that was the first time we were out with it just being the two of us and look what happens! That can't be a coincidence!" She said adamantly but Dylan stubbornly shook his head not believing for a single second that Sam was not worthy of motherhood.

"Those types of things happen all the time, especially with children Mayas age, they think they know it all and step out into a busy road to prove they're grown up and you, as an ED doctor, should know that. Anyway, at least you had the sense to pull her out of the way! Most parents are always too shocked to do anything but watch! Ridiculous if you ask me." He lectured muttering the last little sentence under his breath although Sam still heard him.

Sam rolled her eyes and smiled, he always knew how to cheer her up with his bluntness. She had to stop herself from blurting out the words "I love you!" so instead she settled for, "Thank you. I was afraid you might blame me as much as I blame myself and I'm really sorry about the way I acted yesterday morning, I was bang out of order-"

"Too right you were!" Dylan interrupted and she slapped him playfully on the arm.

"I'm trying to apologize here!" She said and he laughed.

"And I intend on making it difficult for you." He teased enjoying seeing the annoyance flash across her face.

"Will you be quiet? I'm not finished." She said trying to sound angry before continuing. "As I was saying, I'm sorry for what I said and I would like it if you came with me to collect her later." She asked sounding hopeful. If she was honest, at least to herself, she was scared. She was scared that if she was out alone with May a something else could happen that would put the little girl's life at risk.

Dylan smiled and nodded before bravely pulling her into a friendly hug. His smile widened when he felt Sam bury herself into his chest even further. "I'd be delighted." He stated. Then the thought occurred to him. Maybe there was still something between them...just maybe...

A/N I have a feeling my laptop has gone and done something dodgey so sorry if there are any mistakes, please let me know if there are time s when sentences don't make sense and then I'll fix them straight away...x