Someone Like You
Chapter 4 - Needing You

And if I lived a thousand years
I know, I never could explain
The way I lost my heart to you, that day
And if destiny decided I should look the other way
Then the world would never know
The greatest story ever told
And I can tell you that I love you
Just how much I really need you tonight?
- Greatest Story Ever Told - Oliver James -What a Girl Wants Soundtrack.

Sam and Phil lay awake in their bed later that night. Sam had her head resting on Phil's chest and he was stroking his wife's blonde hair. They lay together in blissful silence for a while, enjoying the peace after a long and busy day at work. After her uncomfortable car journey with Stuart things between Sam and the new DS were getting better and she actually liked him quite a lot. Still, she found his obvious jealousy of Phil amusing. Sam laughed softly at the memory and Phil looked at her questioningly.

"I was just thinking about today when Stuart and I were in the car."

Phil scowled at stopped stroking her hair, Sam realised she had said the wrong thing.

"He's really jealous of you." Sam tried to lighten the mood between them but she just wished she hadn't said anything at all. "I think he thinks you have a problem with him."

"Maybe I do." Phil said sulkily.

"I want you two to get along." Sam said, running her fingers over his chest.

"Too bad Sam." Phil snapped, pushing himself out of bed and away from her.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"Shower." He replied simply.

"Can I...?" She began but the bathroom door was slammed shut.

"Can I help you?" PC Yvonne Hemmingway asked an older woman while she was manning the reception desk.

"I want to speak to Detective Inspector Neil Manson." She said firmly but Yvonne could see she was fighting against some other emotion.

"I'm sorry but he's not on duty at the moment. I could get someone else to come and help you." Yvonne offered.

"I need to see Neil." Her voice conveyed her frustration and desperation.

"Can I take your name please?" She asked, knowing she should recognise this woman.

"Philippa M...Pearson." The DI's ex wife replied, correcting herself at the last minute.

"Oh..." Suddenly the penny dropped for Yvonne. "Take a seat and I'll see what I can do." She was glad that it had been her who was on reception and not Andrea. Yvonne could safely say that Philippa probably felt the same way too. Yvonne rang up CID and was put through to DC Webb.

"You're working late tonight Mickey." Yvonne commented when the phone was answered.

Mickey's tone was guarded when he replied. "Yeah...well someone has to."

"Listen Mickey, I've got a bit of a problem down here. The DIs ex wife is here and she wants to speak to Neil and refuses to talk to anyone else but him." Yvonne explained.

"I'll get the DCI to ring him at home and see what we can do from there, okay Yvonne?"

"Thanks a lot Mickey." She replied gratefully and put the phone down before going over to talk to Philippa Pearson.

Before Kerry went back to vsee Smithy she decided to go and visit Honey who was being cared for on a different ward. Kerry felt as though she had been abadoning her friend who had been badly injured in the crash even if not as seriously as Smithy. Kerry knew that Dan was working today so she wouldn't been disturbing anything at Honey's bedside. When Kerry found the ward that her friend was on the first thing she noticed was the vaseful of twelve red roses which she guessed were from Dan.

"They're beautiful." Kerry said, sinking into yet another uncomfortable plastic chair. Honey managed a smile for her friend from where she was propped up on a pile of pillows.

"I know, Dan brought them for me." Honey whispered back confirming Kerry's prediction. Honey reached out to take her friend's hand. "I really hope Smithy is okay."

Honey's genuine concern brought tears to Kerry's eyes.

"Damn these hormones." She muttered.

"What was that?" Honey asked, but it was obvious that she had heard what Kerry had said. "Is everything okay Kerry?"

Kerry took a deep breath, Yvonne was still the only other person who knew.

"I'm pregnant."

Honey grinned. "That's great Kez! I'm so happy for you both!"

Kerry focused on the patterned linoleum floor.

"I haven't told him yet." She paused. "I'm not sure if I'm going to."

"What do you mean?" Honey asked, clearly shocked.

"I've booked an abortion."

Neil Manson woke up to the phone ringing and groaned as he looked at the clock. Who could be ringing at 3.30am in the morning? The sound of the phone ringing woke Alex who had been sleeping peacefully. Neil answered the call while Andrea took their son downstairs.

"Hello?" He asked sleepily.

"Neil, it's Jack." Came the reply and the DI had to force himself not to groan.

"Yes?"

"We've got a bit of a situation down here and we need you here. Normally I wouldn't wake you unless it was really important but this is pretty urgent."

"Can I ask what it's about?" Neil asked, beginning to panic.

"I'd rather not talk about it over the phone, please come down to the station Neil."

Neil sighed. "Can't it wait till the morning, a more civilised time of the morning?"

Jack paused on the other end of the phone and whispered something to Mickey that Neil didn't catch.

"We really need you here now." Jack said.
"Fine, I'm coming." Neil said angrily before hanging up, he was used to being dragging out of bed for work but he was frustrated that no one was telling him what was going on.

"Who was that?" Andrea asked, walking back into their bedroom with Alex in her arms.

"The DCI." Neil replied, getting clothes out of his wardrobe to wear. "He says he needs me down at the station urgently but he won't tell me what it's about."

"Oh." Andrea replied, setting the now sleeping baby down in his cot and the end of the room.
"I'll try not to be too long." He said before kissing her gently and heading out into the night.

Andrea went back to the bed with a sigh and pulled the cold covers around her, wondering what must be so urgent that Neil had to be called away at this time of the night.

"Phil this is ridiculous." Sam said, standing outside the bathroom door as Phil opened it. He had nowhere else to go and no choice but to confront her. He didn't reply. "Phil, please talk to me."
"Fine, I'm talking to you. Are you happy now?" Phil asked.

"Phil..." She said, stretching out the syllables of her lover's name.

"I'm sorry Sam." He said. "But I just don't want Stuart getting in the way of our relationship, our marriage..."

"He won't, I'm sorry for bringing it up." Sam said looking into his chocolate brown eyes.
"It's okay." Phil said. "I shouldn't have over-reacted." He hugged her tightly.
"Let's just put this behind us, yeah?" Sam suggested hopefully.
Phil nodded. "And I know the perfect way..." He said, leading her back through to the bedroom. He loved Sam so much but there was always going to be doubt at the back of his mind as long as Stuart was around.

"Kerry, you've got to think this through." Honey pleaded. "You love Smithy and he loves you. Why do you want to give up the kid you are having together?"

"Things wouldn't be the same." Kerry swallowed, fighting back her tears. "What if he doesn't love me enough to have a baby with me and I end up screwing up the best relationship I've ever had?"
"Smithy's not like the other guys, he loves you Kez. When is that going to get through to you." Honey protested, a nurse walked passed and came over to the bedside.
"I'm afraid you're upsetting the patient, can I ask you to leave please?" The nurse said and Honey gave her friend a quick smile before Kerry left the ward. Was she really making the right decision?

This story is officially back on track! Sorry it took so long to finally update! I've been planning this fic and the sequel which will probably be called 'Since I've Been Loving You' and if you look at my profile page you'll see that I'm planning a spin off from the series which will focus on the same pairings but with Xmassy themes...I know and it's not even August till tomorrow! Please review! Love u guys! Vikki xx