AN - Too the review who asked how many chapters I plan or doing, I have no idea I am writing day by day now so when I come to a good place to stop I will :) - Enjoy
Me and Tom where both woken by cries coming from Amelia's room at around 5:30. Tom was up and in Amelia's room before I could register what was happening and then followed suit into her room. The first thing I saw was Tom giving little Millie the once over on the floor making sure that she was in a stable condition.
"What's happening" I ask Tom with fear thick in my voice.
"She's having an attack, they used to happen all the time but as she has got older they are less likely and normally have a trigger but at this time in the morning I can't figure out what would have caused it" Tom said. I could tell ye was worried but he wasn't about to let it show.
"How long do they last?" I asked.
"normally 30 seconds to a minute and she will have stopped but it's all down to how long it takes me to get to her, I lie her on a flat service on her side with her head tilted back and hold her body still. This helps control the attack and once calm I give her, her inhaler which then controls her breathing." Tom explains holding her fragile body with an inhale at his side.
"Tom does she normally take an inhaler before bed?" I question, bending down next to him.
"Yes, why?" Tom replied.
"She wasn't given it last night, this could be the cause" I tell him l, trying not to upset him even more.
"Sam, that's it, thank you she will be okay now, as she has calmed down and had the inhaler now every hour on the hour my mum will give her the inhaler to keep her breathing under control" Tom says rocking Millie in his arms trying to soothe her. "its okay princess, daddy's here" Tom whispers in to her hair.
"Millie, you're going to be alright I promise me and daddy will never let you get hurt" I say moving over to Tom and giving Millie a kiss on the forehead and hugging Tom.
We had calmed Amelia down and had been watching some cartoons with her for a good half an hour when I decided on going to have a shower and getting ready for our shift. I went back down stairs 40 minutes later and it was around 7 so I made Amelia some pancakes for breakfast and some for Tom he had gone to get ready. I was feeling too hungry after that shock this morning so I just had an Apple and a cup of coffee.
"Millie breakfast" I called her into the kitchen.
"Yay pancakes, thanks Mummy" Amelia said as she saw them on the table.
"Make sure you have some of the fruit and drink the milk too please" I tell her turning to carry on with Tom's.
"Mmmm, something smells delicious" Tom said walking into the kitchen. I place the plate of pancakes in front of him and start to tidy up.
"Thanks babe, I hope you have had something as well" Tom says.
"I've had something don't worry and don't mention it handsome" I reply washing up.
"Eat up Mils, Nanny will be here soon" Tom says, placing his plate by the sink and snaking his arms around my waist "That was lovely, thanks babe" he said kissing my neck. I spin in his arms and start to play with his hair.
"Anything for you Dr Kent" I reply, leaning up and kissing him. He pulls away and questions..
"Anything, Dr Nicholls" he says winking at me.
"Behave" I smack him playfully on the bum and then pull him into a passionate kiss.
"I often wonder if you two forget Amelia's around" Tom's mum says walking into the room. We pull apart but stay in each other's arms.
"Of course not, how could we forget little Millie" I say, leaving Tom's grip and taking the empty plate from in front of Millie, while I finish cleaning up Tom explains to his mum that she had another attack and if she has another today to bring her straight into the ED.
"Bye, Millie. Be a good girl for Nanny" I say to her.
"Bye, mummy. I will be she says giving me a hug and then saying goodbye to Tom.
Me and Tom then argue about how we are getting to work, in the end I won and we set off walking to work hand in hand in silence... A nice silence.
On arrival to the ED we were greeted by a very unhappy Zoe as we were rather late, after trying to explain the situation to her she was not having any of claiming we should have called in saying we would be late or that I didn't have to wait around with Tom as he could manage on his own and he had done for long enough without me and that I could have come on time. That last comment was too far and I went storming off to tell Nick, I punched in the code and slammed the door behind me.
"And what can I do for you Sammy?" Nick asks.
"Fire Zoe?" I say with no emotion in my voice.
"What's gone on now?" Nick asks.
"She just basically told me I didn't need to stay with Tom and Amelia this morning after Amelia had an attack, She told me he didn't need my help he had managed without me for long enough" I say and punch a wall.
"Sammy, please calm down I know this must be hard and I know that little Amelia would of wanted you there and Tom would have as well. Why did Zoe start?" Nick says walking over and holds me to stop me from hitting anything else.
"Because we were about 30minutes late" I say trying to get away from him "She also said we could have phoned and told you we were going to be late… yes we could of but would she done the same if a child in her care had suffered an Asthma attack at half 5 in the morning, Somehow I don't think so"
"Sam, it's hard for Zoe to understand these things as she cannot have children and has never looked after young children before so this sort of emotional range is beyond her but I agree there was no need for what she said for a start she is not even in charge around here I am, You stay here and calm down I will get Zoe and Tom in here and we can talk about what happened" Nick said walking out of the office.
I paced up and down it for a while until I eventually decided I would take a seat on his desk, I notice a picture of me, Jack and dad from the airport when jack left for the first time. I look very girly in this picture and my hair is a lot blonder then it is at the moment as it was the end of summer and I spent most of that one outside so the sun had bleached my hair, if you look close enough you could work out it was me but maybe that's just because I know it is others might not be able to tell, I can feel the tears forming in my eyes so I try to stop thinking about that day. One falls silently and I quickly wipe it away as I hear the door open.
"You alright babe?" Tom asks walking over to me he can tell I'm upset.
"Yep, just punched the wall and let's say it hurt a little more than expected" I say letting out a little chuckle.
"Only you" Tom says kissing my hair and taking a place standing next to me.
"Right you three, I hear someone said some things that where a little out of line would you care to explain why Zoe" Nick says taking a seat on the sofa by Zoe.
"They were both half an hour or so late. Sam then tried to tell me it was down to Amelia having an Asthma attack but I don't understand why Sam had to hang around and wait she could have left Tom to sort It out he has managed long enough without her there to help." Zoe said showing no emotion that she cared.
"Zoe you don't understand the relationship that Sam and Amelia have and to be honest with you neither do I. If Sam was to just walk out and leave her what would that make Amelia think, that Sam didn't care about her or Sam is more interested in her job then a little girl who calls her Mummy, we both know that its wrong for Amelia to do so and it is going to be hard to explain when she is older but for now I don't want to hurt my little princess any more she has been through enough in her life so far" Tom say defending all three of them.
"Well maybe you should just tell the girl and be done with it, Sam isn't her mum and no matter how hard she tried she never will be her mum" Zoe says simply.
"I know this fact Zoe but at least I'm trying to get along and look after my partner's child, I don't see you trying" I say with a tear rolling down my face.
"Samantha, it's alright you don't need to defend yourself" Nick interjects.
"How do you know Nick has kids, and for a start I can't do anything as one has been missing for 13 years and well let's just say the chances of me ever meeting him are slim as who knows if he is even still alive…"
"WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT, HE IS STILL OUT THERE I CAN FEEL IT, I KNOW HE IS" I shout at Zoe. Charging to her and hitting her and shouting abuse at her.