A/N sorry it's been so long since the last update. I'm hoping everybody is still interested in this, I'm trying to get back on track with all my fanfics, starting with this one. Finally all my exams are over and I have just over two months to write! Yay! Sorry again for the delay I hope to start updating for frequently. I hope you all enjoy this update, it might not be the greatest because I'm a bit rusty haha! Enjoy! x
The next morning, Sam along with the girls, was woken with a start when they heard a shout from the bathroom. It wasn't just anybody's shout...it was a very angry Dylan who caused the ruckus with a loud "SAMANTHA!"
With in a few seconds all three of them was stood in the bathroom doorway trying to stiffle their giggles when they saw Dylan staring at his face in the mirror in a fit of what looked like rage and confusion.
He had seen Maya and Amy's 'make-over'.
He abruptly spun round on the spot and glared between the ladies before him. "Who's responsible for this?" He asked through gritted teeth in a dangerous tone whilst he pointedly lazily to his covered face.
"Ermmmmm..." Sam said her voice trembling with amusement and laughter that threatened to burst out.
"Do you like your make over Daddy? It's pretty isn't it?" Maya asked with a cheeky smile playing on her face as a little giggle left her mouth.
"This is your doing?" Dylan asked looking down at his daughter before looking over to her friend when a giggle escapes her too. Soon, all four of them was laughing, including Dylan! Until, finally, after their ribs began to ache and they was left breathless and panting for air.
The rest of the week passed quickly, Maya would go to school and Sam would have to find something to entertain herself whilst Dylan was at work and until it was time for Maya to be collected. Her activities during the day consisted of tedious things such as cleaning, washing clothes, running, shopping (both food and clothes, she didn't realise how many clothes little girls could ruin with dirt and drinks that stained nor did she anticipate how much food a five year old could consume). On a couple of occasions Sam would take Dervla out for walks. Maya loved those days as it meant she could show off 'her' dog to all her classmates and she also got the extra treat of ice cream at the park.
That was why when the following Monday arrived, Sam was relieved. She was finally going back to work! Although she loved Maya she did admittedly miss working in the hustle and bustle of the Ed not to mention the fact that she was feeling pretty isolated from her colleagues. Sure, she received calls from Zoe, Jeff and Dixie and sometimes on the odd occasion Nick and Scarlett but it just wasn't the same.
The only bad thing about going back to work was the fact that she had to get maya up at the ugly early morning hour of 6am so they could arrive at breakfast club at Maya's school for 7am in order for Sam to get to work by 7.30.
"No Maya, you can't go to sleep sweetheart, we've got to get ready." Sam said softly as Maya began to drop off back to sleep in front of the TV. Normally Sam had a 'no Television before school' rule but she was hoping the colourful images and sunny smiles from the early morning cartoons would be enough to get her baby awake.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.
Sam sighed whilst Maya continued to doze so she quietly made her way over to the couch and crouched down in front of the sleeping child. "Maya, come on baby I know you're tired but we need to get you to school." She whispered in a soft tone as she gently shook her snoozing daughter.
Eventually, after a few more words of encouragement and rousing shakes, the little girl groaned and opened her eyes to come face to face with her Mummy. "Just a few more minutes. Please Mummy. I'm tired." She pleaded rubbing her eyes whilst her voiced croaked with sleepiness.
"I know you are honey but we need to get ready." Sam insisted as she took Maya into her arms and stood up. Maya rested her head on Sam's shoulder and wrapped her limbs around her mothers petite frame.
With some amount of difficulty Sam managed to get the half asleep little girl as well as herself ready for the long day ahead and with in half an hour they were both in the car an headed in the direction of school only a few minutes behind schedule.
At precisely 7.55 Sam finally arrived at work. She was hoping she could sneak into the staff room and quickly pull on some scrubs before anyone could chide her for her tardiness. Unfortunately for her, when she burst into the staff room she came face to face with Dylan and their clinical lead. "Ah Sam, cutting it a bit fine aren't we?" Nick asked and Sam shot him an apologetic look.
"Sorry Mr Jordan, me and Maya have just started a new routine and she isn't too pleased with it." She sighed as she walked over to her locker breathlessly.
"Well in that case I'll let you get away with it just this once, I know what kids are like." Nick chuckled heartily before looking between his two employees. "I'll let you both get on with your work, I'll see you around." With that he was gone, leaving Sam and Dylan alone in the staff room.
"Was Maya ok?" Dylan asked concerned when he noted the not-quite-invisible tear streaks down his wife's cheeks.
"No. She found it difficult waking up this morning and I had to dress her whilst she was half asleep. Then when I told her the child minder would be picking her up after school she clung onto me for dear life crying her eyes out but I think the crying was just down to her being tired. She'll be fine once she gets used to the new routine." Sam spoke whilst she changed into her scrubs not caring who was in the room with her.
"And how are you feeling?" Dylan asked softly taking in his wife's disheveled form.
"I'll be alright, I just need a really strong coffee." She replied shooting him a small, reassuring smile.
"You just let me know when you need a break and I'll cover for you." Dylan told her but she just shook her head before giving him a small hug.
"Thanks but no thanks Grumpy. Mr Jordan's probably going watch me in case I decide to slack off, I'm lucky I only got a small warning for being late." She said.
Dylan scoffed and waved off her excuse for turning him down. "Please," he began, "what's the worst he could do? Give you detention?" He asked rhetorically.
Sam laughed and raised an eyebrow to him, "you do realise he's our boss? He has the right to fire us you know?" She said and Dylan scoffed and waved off her statement once again.
"He'll be mad to fire you, you're an excellent Doctor. You're a great asset to this ED. Nick and the patients are lucky to have you." He complimented.
Sam gasped in shock before asking jokingly, "Who are you and what have you done to my husband?"
"I'm right here Sam." Dylan replied and Sam laughed before gasping again once she realised the time.
"We better get to work, we've been talking for ten minutes and I haven't even seen a patient yet!" She exclaimed.
"Right, yes, get to work slacker!" Dylan teased.
Sam pointed and cut her eyes at him. "Watch it Doctor Keogh." She threatened.
"Or what Doctor Nicholls?" He asked going along with the joke.
"I'll report you to Mr Jordan for not taking the job seriously and treating your colleagues with disrespect." Sam said with mock seriousness.
Dylan gasped, "you wouldn't dare!" He said mocking nervousness.
"Try me." His wife quipped before skipping out of the room to start work after two weeks off. It was then that she realised how great Dylan was at cheering her up. When she came in she was left downtrodden by Maya's distress when she left her at school but now, after merely a ten minute conversation with her husband, she was left with a bubbly feeling all over. Sam made a note to thank Dylan with a cup of coffee later and an invite to dinner later on in the week.