Sam

I saw them that day. I saw them.

I saw Jacob hug Grace. I have mixed feelings about that. I want Connie to be happy. I do. And I told Jacob back when Emma was ill in Holby, that I was pleased for them. I meant it back then. I was extremely grateful to Connie for saving my fiancée. But after I went back to New York – and Emma came back, I just couldn't get Connie out of my head. I knew I needed to be in Holby, where she and Grace were, and I realised I no longer loved Emma, as I did before. It wasn't fair on anyone to marry her, so I broke it off. My mother had a right go at me for that. She's never been Connie's biggest fan. I think the truth is that she's always seen herself as this really 'powerful' woman, and Connie Beauchamp threatens that.

I tried not to admit to why I'd split up with Emma, but Mum's not stupid. She saw through my vagueness immediately.

"You left Emma for that woman?" she chided me.

Her words still ring in my mind. 'That woman' happens to be Grace's mother. It was easy before - too easy. Connie and I had been distance for so long, and my time was taken up in New York, first by Kieran, then by Grace – and of course, my job as a private doctor. A job I do brilliantly. Don't tell Connie I said that. She already thinks I'm arrogant.

For all these years my mother's been whispering poison in my ear about Connie so it was 'easy' to hate her. When my mother brought Grace to New York, I never saw Connie – even when Connie came over, Grace was angry and refused to see her, so I didn't have to either. There's a lot of truth to the phrase, out of sight – out of mind.

Then we went back to Holby for my conference. That bit was easy too. Grace didn't want Connie to know. She didn't want to see her. I admit, away from my mother's whisperings, I did feel a little guilty, being so close and not telling her, but it was Gracie's choice.

As soon as Emma needed urgent help though, it wasn't me Grace ran to. She didn't pull me out of the conference. Instead she rang her Mum, admitted she was in Holby and got Connie to help my fiancée.

I felt more guilt when I actually saw Connie, but I was concentrating on Emma. Still, I noticed the connection between Connie and Jacob straight away and I suddenly wanted it to be me. My longing for Connie charged back into my heart like a bull in a china shop, but I did my best to push it aside.

Grace's angry words at Connie over her refusal to operate on Emma at first hurt me too and Connie's refusal to help angered me, though I understood her reasons, even if Grace didn't. She's no longer practising as a surgeon. Anger or hurt - I don't know which feeling was stronger. Angry hurting.

Never mind her reservations though. When I attempted to operate on Emma and found I couldn't do it, Connie came to my rescue. She knew she could do it, as I did and I could see straight away that my words to her struck a chord and I didn't expect them to.

"I need you" I begged her. It's unheard of for me to 'need' anyone – especially Connie.

She didn't just save Emma for Grace. She did it for me – because I said I needed her. From that moment, I knew deep down where I really needed to be. When Connie raced to the plane to stop Grace from leaving, I was so happy, but Jacob was there - and at that point I was still Emma's fiancée. I told myself that if I went back to New York – and then Emma came back, I could just forget about Connie again. My mother certainly did her best to help with that. Never a visit from her passed without some negative words about 'that woman'. I think Emma noticed my face every time the person in question was brought up. She could see I didn't agree with my Mum and I wasn't happy – I wasn't in the right place, so it probably didn't come as a surprise when we split up. In fact, Emma encouraged me to go back to Holby.

Anyway, I saw them that day – I saw Connie and Grace get into Connie's car – the car with a number plate you can't possibly fail to recognise. And I saw Stephanie Sims watching them. I saw her watching the two most precious girls in my life – though Jacob is trying to steal them from me – and Connie claims to me in love with him and not me. As if. Anyway, I saw Steph get into her own car and follow them, so I got in mine and did the same.

I smelt the danger. I didn't know exactly what the danger was then, but I overheard this woman's angry threats to Connie earlier. Connie just ignored it but it was enough to make me follow. Just in case. I stayed far enough back to stop Steph noticing me, not that she'd have any idea who I am – even being Grace's father. She certainly didn't notice me at the hospital and in the school playground, on the occasions I do the pick-up, I'm simply another parent. No, now that she's lost her daughter, Steph only has eyes for Connie – and not in a lovey-dovey way. She wants Connie's blood. She blames Connie entirely for the situation she's in and she will not let it go.

Now here we are racing along the road, away from safety, towards danger. It looks like Steph is trying to overtake Connie at first which is bad enough. You don't get a much bendier road than this one and you shouldn't overtake on a bend. Everyone knows that. Stupid woman!

It soon becomes clear though that Steph's intentions are much more sinister than that. She's angry and she doesn't care about the dangerous windy road. She's determined to make Connie pay one way or another and Grace is just collateral damage after far as she's concerned. I can see even from back here that Connie is desperately trying to stay in control of her car, despite Steph's best efforts. Connie has realised the danger. She's trying as hard as she can to get Grace to safety. It's the only thing that matters to her.

I wish I had a magic wand so I could magic both of them into my car and out of danger – away from this demon of a woman. They'd be safe with me – I'd make sure of that.

I'm shouting and screaming in my car with the effort not to speed and try to get in between the two cars, but I think it would only make matters worse – we are on a very bendy road after all. It's a fact that hits me in the face with full force over the next few minutes.

I gag and choke as I see my two angels flying over the edge of a steep cliff, whilst the demon whizzes off around the corner.

Has she killed my angels?