Mrs Carmichael: dearest Gem thank you for your review and for being my beta :) I am glad that you liked the flashback, I seem to remember texting you to ask if a flashback made sense! Enjoy the next chapter, even if you do know some of the secrets! Adore the name btw ;)
ihearthuxon: thanks for the review, hope that you will like this chapter, it has been awhile coming. There is nothing better than a mystery!
Evelyn Carnahan: Thanks for the review Beccy, and for letting me borrow this talking to the reviewers method. You don't need to hide about the shipping, everyone needs some different favourites :) especially if SP is number one! You will find out about Melanie rather soon …
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DetBarb: I am glad that you liked the chapter, my mind isn't that brilliant, its just creative ;) You will see the "him" very soon. My muse is still behaving and has ideas for another story as usual …
HuXoN 4 EvA: thanks for the review, mystery is great :) soon it shall be revealed though.
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Enjoy this chapter, a bit of a homage to ... well you'll just have to read to find out who :)
Time To Tell.
SaMaNdPhiL4eVeR.
.TWO.
As she pulled up outside the familiar house, the doubt that this was the best idea began to creep in once more. One part of her was screaming at her to drive off, to leave this inside her head, that actually speaking the words would bring it all back, but the other part of her was yelling that at least if she told someone, then it wouldn't all be inside her head, that by speaking the truth aloud, then perhaps in someway she could begin to forgive herself and free herself. Sam sighed, and pulled herself out of the car, and onto the pavement before she could change her mind, and walked slowly to his front door, her hand slightly shaking as she pressed the doorbell.
The bell played its little melodic tune, a tinkering sound that quietened and then grew louder in a strange pattern, and it was then that Sam looked down at her watch, it was late, she knew that, and she hadn't even considered the fact that he was either asleep or still at the office. She groaned to herself, before stepping back from the door and beginning to head back to her car. She had only made it about five steps, before the door swung open, and she turned back around. There he was, hair sticking out at odd angles, and half dressed standing in front of her, illuminated slightly by the hallway light.
"Oh. I'm sorry Phil. It's late. Don't worry." Sam stuttered, before she went to continue towards her car.
"You wouldn't have come if it was nothing," he said, "What is the matter?"
"It's okay. I'm fine." Sam continued to reply.
"Sam," he said, almost comfortingly, stepping out into the night air, "Do you want to come inside?"
Sam looked at him, studying his features for not the first time, she had woken him, yet he still was prepared to talk. She didn't say anything, she just nodded, and then walked back to the house, following him inside.
"Head through to the living room," Phil explained, "I'll join you in a second."
"Oh," Sam said, realising something, "You aren't alone here, are you?"
"No," Phil said, "But not in the way you think."
"What way would that be?" Sam asked.
"I don't have a woman here." Phil said slowly, to make sure that she understood.
"I don't care if you do," Sam said sharply, "You are allowed." She continued, with the same sharp tone.
"I know that," Phil replied back quickly, "But I don't."
"It's fine Phil," Sam said more calmly, "I shouldn't have come, it was stupid of me. Go back to sleep." She added, as she went back to the door, wondering why after everything that had happened she had chosen to come here.
"Sam, for the last time," he began, before he was interrupted by the sound of small feet padding down the stairs.
"Daddy," came a small boy's voice, "What's going on?" the voice continued, before a small boy, with brown curly hair, and blue eyes, wearing racing car pyjamas appeared in front of both Sam and Phil, immediately Sam recognising him as Alfie, Phil's son with Kate.
"Hey squirt," Phil called, before leaning down, as Alfie ran towards him and Phil caught him, the small boy's hands wrapping around Phil's shoulders, and Phil balancing him on his hip. "You remember hearing about my friend Sam?" Phil asked the boy.
"Yeah," he answered shyly, "What is she doing here?"
"She's just come to talk to me," Phil explained, "What are you doing up anyway?"
"I heard the bell. I thought Mummy was here to get me" he replied, his small hands still clenching onto Phil, as his blue eyes peered at Sam taking her in.
"No squirt, your Mum won't be back until next week," Phil explained, "Remember?"
"Oh yeah," he said with a small smile, before continuing, "Daddy?" he asked.
"Yes," Phil replied.
"I'm tired."
Phil smiled, before kissing him on the cheek, and then letting him slide to the floor, "Head back upstairs, I'll be up in a minute."
"Promise."
"Promise." Phil replied, before he watched him race back upstairs and out of sight.
Sam who had stayed quiet throughout the exchange between father and son, couldn't help but smile.
Phil looked back towards Sam, and noticing her smile, he said, "See no woman," before he smiled back at her.
"I'm sorry Phil. I didn't mean to wake you, or him." Sam explained once more.
"I said it was fine, I wasn't actually asleep. I was reading about a racing car."
"Well I'm sorry to tear you away from that," Sam replied, "I'm sure its one of your favourites." She said with a small giggle.
"It's not bad," Phil said, "Not as good as the Little Mermaid though."
"She is a cartoon Phil."
"Yeah, I know. So I've been told." Phil replied sarcastically.
Sam smiled, "I am sorry though." She said once more.
"For the last time," Phil began, "It is fine, just go through to the living room, and I'll be right back, okay?"
"Okay." Sam said quietly, before she turned away from him, and walked into the living room, taking a seat on the left hand side of the plush sofa. She dropped her bag to next to her, and removed her coat, folding it and placing it over the arm of the sofa. She then took a deep breath, and reached out for one of the magazines on the coffee table, before beginning to flick through it slowly.
About ten minutes later, Phil returned, in both hands he held a mug of coffee, the steam rising from the mug and escaping into the air of the room. He smiled towards Sam as he handed her one, before sitting next to her, on the right hand side of the sofa.
"Thanks." Sam said, as she took a small sip of the warm liquid, before placing it and the magazine on the coffee table in front of her.
A few more minutes passed, with neither of them saying anything, before Phil reached out towards Sam and patted her gently on the hand.
"You obviously came here for a reason," he said quietly. "Has something happened since we last spoke? That wasn't that long ago, was it?"
Sam took a deep breath, "It's nothing new Phil. It's more something old." She replied calmly, before she leant downwards and slid her fingers into the side pocket of her handbag. They quickly hooked around the folded photo, before she pulled it out and dropped it in the middle of them. "Open it," she whispered to Phil, before she turned to look towards the black television screen.
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I hope that there is some smiles cause I made her go to Phil x
