Thanks to all my reviewers, your reviews make my day!!!! I'm glad that you liked the first chapter and this next one is for all of you! I know that this story is a little bit strange about how Cindy would want to help, but seeing episode 460 only last Saturday (07/07/07) and the apparent end of Huxon, I couldn't bear it and this idea came to me! Enjoy!

Sam sat up quickly, looking around her darkened living room. She was unsure of how long she had been sitting there alone in the dark, but it felt like hours. She couldn't really believe what she had done this afternoon, she had told Phil that she didn't want to be with him and she had left on leave. She had practically raced down the stairs not wanting to cry in front of Phil and she had managed to compose herself until she got home, until she remembered that the last time she was at home, Phil was with her. Now it would be unlikely that he would come and see her ever again. At the thought of this a lone tear ran down her cheek.

"Sam, are you still there?" came Cindy's voice a little more angrily than before.

"Yes, I'm here" Sam couldn't really believe that Cindy had called her, she had in some ways expected to hear from Phil tonight, which was why she answered the phone as she did, but to hear the voice of her now ex-boyfriends ex-wife, well that confused Sam even more than what Phil had said last night.

"I can't talk for long, I'm having a coffee with Phil"

"You and Phil?" Sam asked, thinking well he moved back fast, didn't he. But wait she had said her name was Jennings now, didn't she? Not that had ever stopped Phil before.

"No of course not, I saw him in the Seven Bells and we started speaking"

"Did he ask you to call me?" Sam asked, wondering if perhaps this was Phil's idea and he was listening in to the conversation.

"No, he has gone to the bathroom, he doesn't even know I'm calling, it was my idea"

"Cindy, I've had a long day, I don't understand, why would you decide to call me?" Sam was getting more confused by the minute. Her day had been bad enough without all of the relationship drama today, dealing with Stephanie Taylor the abuse victim.

"I know that we aren't close Sam"

"Stating the obvious there aren't you?" Sam replied with a hint of sarcasm

"But, Phil told me about you two, and he really is very upset"

"What do you mean, you two?"

"Do you really want me to spell it out for you Sam, you're a clever woman" She hadn't changed much, still the same cold person she always was, thought Cindy. "Phil told me about your relationship, starting when he was shot and ending just today after he told you that he loved you. He also told me about the time you spent together in Romania and many other things too"

"He told you all of that?"

"Yes, he did. I think it's a record for Phil, actually completing a whole story without omitting the real truth. When we were married I don't think anything he ever told me was true"

"That still doesn't explain why you rang me though"

"I rang Sam, because I saw the look in his eyes when he spoke about you, a look of pure happiness. I don't think I can ever recall him looking at me like that"

"But" Sam interrupted Cindy quickly, she wasn't sure if she knew how to take this. The fact that she was being told that Phil apparently loved her more than what he had ever loved his childhood sweetheart and the woman he had been married to for years made her head pound.

"Look Sam, I've got to hang up, I can see Phil coming back, but we still need to talk"

"Do we?" Sam didn't know if this was a conversation that ever needed repeating

"Yes, meet me at 32 Renfrey Way in an hour"

Then the phone went dead and all Sam could hear was the dial tone.

Cindy quickly deleted the call list in Phil's phone and placed it back on the table. Just then he returned and sat down.

"Thanks for listening Cindy, it's more than I deserve from you" he mumbled.

"You are right about that Phil, but" as she reached across to take his hand "Just because you hurt me and our marriage didn't work, it doesn't mean that I never want you to move on and be happy again. After all I have, haven't I. I can't hold a grudge forever"

"Yeah, I guess you have. I'm happy that you're going to be a mother, you will make a great one" Phil smiled.

"Thanks Phil, I've got to go now, Patrick will be wondering where I am. Look after yourself OK" and with that she stood up and began to walk away, then as she was leaving she turned and waved.

As Phil watched Cindy leave he sighed to himself, he couldn't really believe that she had been so nice to him. He was glad however that he had managed to pull himself together. He didn't need Cindy to think that he was some lovesick teenager, when in truth that was all he felt like. He looked down at his watch, it was only nine. He had no where else to go though, so he headed home. After a short drive he was there, without bothering to turn on the lights, he walked straight to his bed and flopped down on it. Hoping that sleep would come and that this day would finally be over.

Meanwhile Sam had managed to get up off her living room floor and she had looked at her watch. It said 8.50, she could still hear Cindy's voice running through her head, so much so that her head hurt or maybe that was her heart.

"Stop it Sam" she muttered to herself. She had done the right thing today, she really couldn't trust Phil, but there was a small voice telling her that maybe she could. She didn't know what to do and for Sam who had lived her life with structure and organisation this was very unusual. She didn't really want to go and see Cindy, they had never really liked each other anyway. Sam had never understood how Cindy had stayed with Phil after she discovered the truth about Madison, Phil's illegitimate daughter with a gangster's wife. But she had sounded so definite about the meeting over the phone. Sam sighed heavily, she didn't have to go to work tomorrow and she had no one to talk to here. So she headed upstairs to change, wondering what Cindy would have to tell her and although she would never admit it wondering what Phil was doing and if he was alright.

Cindy had arrived home, Patrick who was a local doctor was on night shift this week, he wouldn't be home until tomorrow morning. This gave her the perfect opportunity to talk to Sam, if she turned up. She walked into the kitchen and switched on the kettle. As it boiled she quickly changed her clothes and sat down to watch television. At the closing credits of the late night movie, she looked up at the clock, it was ten and Sam wasn't there. She had wimped out, Cindy thought and it was then that she thought she should have written down Sam's number.

Sam pulled over outside number 26, she knew that this wasn't the house and that Cindy lived further down. But she needed a moment to compose herself. She took a deep breath and telling herself that she was doing the right thing she drove down to number 32, turned off the car, and locked it behind her. As she walked towards the front door, she could feel her heart pounding. When she reached the door, she managed to place her shaking hand on the doorbell and pressed it gently. The sound rang out and Sam took a deep breath again and waited.

What will happen?? Review and you will find out!!! Hope you liked it xoxo