Specialist crimes and sacrifices
Chapter 8
After a walk trying to find Sam, Phil had given up, thinking that she would be back by now anyway and headed back into CID to find that Sam wasn't there yet, but her office phone was ringing. He went into her office and answered it thinking it might be something important.
"Hello, DI Nixon's phone."
"Hello is mum there?" came a vaguely familiar voice on the other end of the phone.
"Abi?"
"Yeah, who's this?"
"Phil, look, do you know where Sam is?"
"Why would I be ringing if I knew where she was?" her voice was harsh and cruel.
"Abi, do you know what's wrong with her?" he might as well ask her, he wasn't getting a straight answer from Sam.
"Why? I thought she would have told you if you were so close."
"Abi she's not giving me a straight answer, and I'm worried about her." Phil was getting impatient now.
"Well it's your fault she's like this in the first place, if you weren't leaving she would be fine."
"What? You mean she's upset because I was leaving?" he was hardly surprised, it was only him she'd been avoiding, well and Stuart.
"Why else would she be that upset? She cares about you you know."
"She does? And anyway I'm not leaving."
"Firstly, how could you not notice? And secondly you're not?"
"I don't know, she dumped me, and no I'm not."
"You know, she's really upset." Abi's tone became softer.
"I would never intentionally hurt her."
"Good, just make sure you and my mum become friends again yeah?"
"Ok."
"Oh and can you let her know when she gets back, that I'm sleeping over at my friend's house tonight. Just so she doesn't worry."
"Yeah alright. If she's still talking to me that is."
"Ok thanks, bye."
"Bye."
You should be able to tell what's wrong with Sam now. But if you can't, you'll just have to review and then read the next chapter. Not much of this fic left to go now.