That night Sam raked through her wardrobe trying to find something to make her look nice. She finally settled on a pair of jeans, a cream shirt, a brown jacket and brown boots. Checking everything was locked she got a taxi to the pub. Phil met her outside and gave her a lingering kiss.

'You look fantastic' he muttered

'Thanks you don't look to bad yourself' Sam answered.

Phil held out his hand and the pair walked in to the pub together met by whistling from the relief and CID. They sat down beside Mickey and Mia the new press officer and Jack brought drinks over. They chatted for hours it seemed when Sam heard her phone bleep indicating someone had left a phone message. She turned to Phil to let him know she was going outside to listen to the message. It was freezing outside and Sam pulled her jacket tighter as she waited on the message.

'Mum, Mum its me. There's some maniac looking for you. He's just been round the house. He said you should've kept your nose out. Mum he was really threatening please call me as soon as you get this message'

The phone rang off. Sam's heart skipped a beat. Quickly she dialled for a taxi and was about to head into the pub for Phil when suddenly something hard hit her over the head and everything went dark.

Back inside the pub Phil stood up to go and get Sam. She'd been gone about fifteen minutes and it was freezing outside. He started to panic when he realised she wasn't there. He called out her name, then tried her mobile. It rang out and his heart stopped dead when he saw it flashing from the pavement. Calming his self down he called Sam's house number and Abi answered.

'Mum thank god, where are you'

Phil couldn't get his words out so he hung up.