"Hmph!" Andy grunted as she rolled over in her sleep, falling out of, what she assumed to be her bed and landing on the cold, hard floor.

Sam, having felt Andy stir, managed to catch her so that it was only her legs and bum that she landed on.

"It wasn't a nightmare?" Sam heard her whisper to herself while he helped pick up off her floor.

"I'm sorry Andy, it wasn't a dream."

"How could I fall asleep when he's, where is he?" Andy cried, starting to panic again.

Sam flagged down a nurse and asked for information regarding Tommy McNally's location and status.

He watched as Andy began her nervous pacing up and down the corridor again.

"Miss McNally?"

Andy's head shot around faster than Sam thought possible, to face the doctor that had been updating him at various points during the night.

"How is he?" Andy asked before the doctor could elaborate.

"He's doing ok, he's in intensive care and the next 48 hours are going to be crucial."

"Can I see him?"

"Follow me."

The doctor smiled at Andy, and led her to Tommy's room while Sam followed.

"I'm going to get changed." Sam told Andy as she sat next to Tommy's bed.

"Where did you get clothes from?"

"Oliver dropped us both some off this morning. I would suggest you clean yourself up once you've sat with him for a bit."

Andy looked at him with a questioning look and he opened the bathroom door revealing a mirror. Andy laughed as she took in her dishevelled hair and mascara and tear stained cheeks. She also saw she had blood spots on her clothing.

"How did I get blood on me?"

"Last night. There was this guy with a bloody nose who couldn't stop sneezing."

"Ew!"

"Hence the need to change."

Sam closed the door of the bathroom and changed his clothes.

Andy had taken her dads hand in hers and sat staring at him for a long time, tears threatening to spill out of her eyes again.

She felt a jolt go through her when she felt Sam's hand on her shoulder.

Using her free hand, Andy wiped her eyes and nose clean.

"Did you say there was some clothes for me?"

"In the bag I left in the bathroom."

"Will you?"

"I'll watch him while you change. If anything happens, he'll have me to answer to."

Andy laughed and locked eyes with Sam. They continued to look into each other's eyes until Andy closed the door.

"I'm sorry. Visiting time has been over for half an hour. You and your boyfriend will have to come back tomorrow." The nurse was trying to reason with Andy.

"But I can't leave him. What if something happens?"

"We'll call you if anything happens."

"I can't leave."

"Andy, we have to go. I'll take you home, you can take a shower, clean up and have a good night's rest and I can bring you back tomorrow."

"I can't leave." Andy stammered.

"You have to let them do their jobs. He's not going anywhere."

"What if he wakes up and I'm not here?"

"Then the nurse will call and I will bring you straight back here. I'm sure your dad will appreciate that you need some rest. And besides, you'll want to look your best when he does wake up."

It took five more minutes of coaxing before Sam and Andy left the hospital.

"I'm going to make you some food before you pass out." Sam told Andy she headed towards her bathroom.

"I'm fine Sam!" Andy called, standing in the doorway running a brush through her hair, watching him.

"I'm making you something. If I don't you'll probably forget to eat. What do you have in?" Sam told her, opening her cupboard doors.

Andy laughed and went to join him in the kitchenette.

Twenty minutes later, Sam passed Andy a steaming bowl of Pad Thai before picking up his own bowl and taking a seat next to her at the breakfast bar.

"Mmmmmmm. This is good. I didn't even know that you could cook Pad Thai with what I had in. I mean it Sam. This is good."

"Any time." Sam told her with a smile.

A few mouthfuls in and Sam saw Andy pause with her chopsticks halfway to her mouth.

"What's up?"

Sam put his bowl down on the counter and moved closer to Andy, standing as close as he could get to her, tugging on her arm to make her look at him, taking the bowl of food off her and adding it to his own.

"Thank you Sam. For everything." She choked in a half whisper, half cry.

Tears started to roll down her cheek as Sam pulled her into a hug.

He caught her head in his hands and softly wiped away her tears with him thumbs. He leaned in and placed a kiss to her temple.

"I would move mountains for you Andy." He murmured against her skin.

Andy turned to look Sam in the face to question what he had just admitted to her and she found her lips agonisingly close to Sam's which hadn't moved.

"I know." She whispered, placing a soft kiss to the stubble on Sam's jaw.

Before either of them knew or could stop what was happening, their lips met. One of Sam's hands moved from Andy's side, where they had dropped as Andy had moved, to her hair, and he wrapped his fingers in it's silky long length while the other one pulled her closer. Andy's hands migrated from her sides, snaking their way up Sam's chest and wrapping around his neck.

Sam tugged on Andy's hair, causing her to gasp at the sudden, yet pleasurable pain and used it to gain entry to her mouth with his tongue.

Andy tilted her head and moaned as Sam moved his ministrations to her neck, settling on her pulse point and making her go weak in the knees.

Sensing that Andy was struggling to stand, Sam let go of her hair, ran his hands down the sides of her body, making her shiver in the process before cupping her bum and lifting her onto the countertop, sending the two bowls of food crashing to the floor where they shattered, spilling their uneaten contents.

Ignoring it, Sam moved his lips back to Andy's and continued to battle her for dominance with his tongue.

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz, Buzz

"I, uh, Sam, my phone's ringing!" Andy stuttered, breaking her mouth from Sam's, panting.

Sam, breathing heavily, pressed his forehead to Andy's as she reached behind her, batted his hands away and ferreted her phone out of the back pocket of her jeans.

"Hello? Yes? He is? Yes, I'll be right there."

"Your dad's awake?" Sam asked, his eyebrows raised.

"He is."

Sam looked at Andy and saw conflicting emotions on her face. Knowing it would be hard to do he stepped back from the countertop and Andy.

"Let's go then." He almost growled.