The hours passed and Donna slept and Sam did as he was told, not to answer any questions. Donna woke up and went down to see how everyone was.

"What's wrong with you?" Rosie asked.

"Nothing, I'm just tired, why what has Sam told you?"

"Nothing that's why we asked!" Tanya said, she had been trying to get answers out of Sam for ages now and was tired of, "I don't know," answers.

"Oh, well yeah I'm just tired, you don't know what it's like to run a hotel!" They laughed.

"Where's Sophie, we were waiting for her to come down." Bill came over and asked.

"Oh, good question, I haven't seen her all day either. I'll go up and get her."

Donna ran up the stairs again, glad to get away from the uneasy feeling of her lying to her friends. She walked into Sophie's room and saw the usual lump under the covers. She went over and shook her gently.

"Sophie, wake up honey, everyone's waiting to see you."

"Sophie?"

Sophie didn't move, she just lay there. Donna checked to see if she was breathing, she wasn't.

"Oh my God, SAM!!!"

Donna didn't know what to do she just screamed for Sam and tried to wake Sophie up, nothing. Donna felt sick, she new this wasn't good. Finally after what seemed like hours Sam arrived.

"What is it, what happened?"

"Sam quickly phone a doctor, an ambulance, anything, we need to get her to the hospital, we can't drive, it would take to long. Sam she isn't breathing. Just do whatever you can and please hurry."

Sam ran down the steps around to the phone and called the ambulance, luckily they didn't take long, about five minutes.

Everyone was running around in a frenzy questions being asked everywhere, Sam couldn't answer them, he couldn't talk he felt numb. He could hear Donna crying, as they took her away. Finally Sam opened his mouth and started to explain everything. He said he was sorry, and that he and Donna were going to go to the hospital, and Donna jumped in the truck. They didn't talk to one another, they didn't need to, they just held hands. Donna stared into space silent tears going down her cheeks. She knew she had lost Sophie. She had lost her little girl, the only person she had when she was alone, through all the years that had passed, she just couldn't feel anything, she couldn't believe it. Sam just couldn't think about anything, he didn't know what to do, there was nothing he could do. Eventually they found there way into the hospital and asked to see Sophie's doctor.

"Mrs. Carmichael, Mr. Carmichael, I am so sorry to have to tell you this but your daughter has passed away…"

Donna took a deep breath and tried to hold it back until it was just her and Sam.

"Uhh… w-what, I-I um mean uh how did she…?" Donna's voice was shaky and she was finding it hard to speak.

"Well, we think because of heart failure, it couldn't have been helped,"

"Would she have been in any pain?" Sam asked, he wouldn't have wanted her to have suffered.

"No, painless, very rarely though, usually people would suffer a lot in these situations but she seems to have just passed like falling asleep."

Donna had left by this point, she was standing just outside. Looking at the water.

"It's quite late, could we come back tomorrow and sort everything out? I think it's been a bit too much for my wife."

"Certainly we'll keep her in the morgue, and come back any time tomorrow. I am really sorry, I have a daughter around Sophie's age. I can't imagine what it's like."

"Thank you, very much."

They shook hands and he went out to see Donna. He went up and wrapped his arms around her waist, trying to comfort her.

"It's going to be okay, Donna, she's safe."

Donna couldn't hold it in anymore, she turned around and cried into Sam's shoulder. Sam wrapped his arms tightly around her. Sam couldn't help but cry too, he felt regret. He didn't get enough time to know Sophie properly. He wished he could turn back time.

"That's right, just let it all out," Sam said softly.

"Sam, we better go…" she wiped her face, "…tell everyone about…this."