The day after Romania:
The room was dark, almost pitch black. It was early morning. Around 5. Birds were already singing outside and the sun had begun to pierce through the dismal clouds but Phil's heavy curtains kept the light out. His room was a tip. Clothes on the floor, two plates near them and dust littering over the t.v screen.
In Sam's house it was completely different. The bedroom was immaculate. The t.v and floor clean, some bits extra clean where objects had recently been removed. Everything was in order except the suitcase lying closed on the made bed. The house was empty.
Phil was awake. Thoughts of the day before were running through his mind. Solving the case, leaving Romania, arriving at the station, seeing Stuart's face when no-one accepted his offer for pizza, saying goodbye to Sam, going home...
In his bed a shape moved. Phil smiled to himself. Yes he had said bye to Sam, he'd gone home alone and gone to bed alone...for a little while! At around 11:30 Sam had turned up on his doorstep,
"Did I wake you?" she asked,
"No," Phil yawned inviting her in.
"Do you mind if I stay tonight?" She blurted as soon as he closed the door, "The house is so empty,"
Phil took her into a hug,
"You can have the spare room if you want," he said running a hand through her hair.
She nodded gratefully removing herself from his grasp. They sat downstairs a while, talking, drinking then they both went up to separate beds. Phil lent Sam a top to sleep in and they said goodnight without a kiss.
A few hours later Phil awoke to find a warm weight resting on his chest. He looked down to see Sam fast asleep in his arms. With a smile he kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes,
"She want's me!" he thought happily.
Now at the early hours of the morning Phil stroked her hair gently still unbelieving that she was there. Sam stirred in his arms and with a yawn opened her eyes.
"Shhhh, it's early go back to sleep," Phil whispered.
Sam burrowed her head into Phil's chest,
"Sorry," she whispered
"What for?" Phil asked
"Not staying in the spare room,"
"I know I'm irresistible," Phil teased
"Shut up," she laughed lifting her head to hit him playfully. There eyes met and stayed in contact for a moment before Sam dropped her head once more. A few minutes later she was asleep. It wasn't long before Phil followed suit.
