It seems I can't sleep so here's the next chapter.

Tom tossed and turned but he wasn't getting any closer to sleep so he gave up in the end knowing that it was pointless, he stared at the celling above him, he looked to his side and the empty side where Sam should be sleeping beside him but she wasn't, he couldn't remember the last time he wasn't sleeping beside her it had been. that long that he actually couldn't remember.

He turned and picked up his phone that was sat on the table, he had a look through his pictures, he could feel tears forming in his eyes as he looked through them, happier times with Sam, it pained him to look through those, things were going great so why had it had to come crashing down beside them? He sighed again before he placed it back down and once again tried to get some sleep.

Meanwhile across town Sam was nursing a cup of coffee. Zoe hasn't long left, it had been more an a hour since she had gone leaving Sam on her own. She had offered to stay but Sam had insisted that she was going to be fine,

after drinking the last bit of coffee she headed back upstairs and slipped under the covers hoping to fall asleep quickly but she knew it would be no use,

Ether Sam was slowly asleep or she was imagining things but she was almost positive that she heard the front door unlocking was it Tom returning? She hoped to god that it was, as the footsteps became closer to the bedroom Sam placed the lamp on as the door opened and it was indeed Tom.

'Didnt think you would still be up' Tom admitted. 'Yeah well I couldn't sleep' Sam admitted. 'Nether could I' Tom admitted.

'Sooo' Sam began unsure what this meant, unsure whether Tom coming back was him forgiving her or not. None the less Tom stripped down from his clothes and slipped into the covers beside her without another word.

'Tom' Sam said his name

'Yes?' He replied

'You know I'm sorry don't you' Sam told him

' I know' he replied, 'it's late we both have work in the morning' Tom added. Sam wasn't sure whether that was an excuse so that the conversation was over and he didn't want to talk to her any further or he was just pointing out a fact

None the less after Sam turned off the lamp she sighed to herself as Tom turned away from her as he tried to go to sleep. She was going to try something. Snuggle her way into toms arms, she knew that if he opened them he wasn't still angry with her.

She tried. And failed. Tom's arms refused to open, which told Sam. She wasn't forgiven, not yet anyway. They both fell asleep quickly.