This Is How A Heart Breaks
Chapter 6: Taking Over Me

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DC Mickey Webb's desk was near the window and it gave him a good view of the car park and the road leading from Canley town centre to the police station. Mickey looked up from his paperwork as he heard the sound of sirens. Working in a police station meant that he had become accustomed to drowning out the noise of sirens but this time it was different; rather than the sound of a police car siren the noise was coming from an ambulance. Curiousity got the better of him and he stood up, peering through the blinds so he could get a better view of what ever was going on outside. Mickey watched open mouthed as he saw two paramedics carrying Samantha Nixon into the back of an ambulance on a stretcher. Zain Nadir was stood nearby and it was obvious, even from this distance, that he was deeply concerned. Mickey rushed from the window and headed straight for the DCI's office. He didn't bother knocking and just burst into the room, hoping that his boss would be there.

"Jack!" Mickey gasped. "Something's wrong with Sam?"

Meadows looked up in surprise, still recovering from the shock of having one of his DCs bursting into his office without warning, even if it was Mickey.

"DS Nixon?" Jack asked.

Mickey nodded as he tried to assemble his words into some kind of comprehensible order.

"She been taken away in a ambulance outside. Zain was with her."

Meadows closed the file in front of him. "Okay, you go outside and see if the paramedics are still there and I'll try and contact Zain."

Phil Hunter stared into the bottom of his wine glass as he waited for Natasha to return from the ladies bathroom at the Canley Wine Bar. It was true though, the answer wasn't at the bottom of the bottle or the glass in Phil's case. He was enjoying his night out with Natasha and the attention she was giving him but it just didn't seem to be enough. Something was holding him back from throwing himself into whatever kind of relationship he may have with Natasha, whether it was just a one night stand or something that lasted longer. It wasn't fear of getting hurt, he'd already been hurt by Sam so he had nothing left to lose now. Somehow he just couldn't relax and enjoy being with Natasha. Maybe it was because the feelings and memories of the previous night were still with him. He was attracted to Natasha but the chemistry that existed between him and Sam and always had done just wasn't there. Natasha came back from the bathroom and sat back down.

"Do you want to order another bottle?" She asked, as she sipped the last of her wine.

Phil drained his own glass before replying. "I think I'm going to call it a night actually." He said. "Would you like me to drop you off at home?"

Natasha was surprised but managed to hide it successfully.

"That would be good thanks."

They barely talked on the drive back to Natasha's place. Phil felt a little guilty for bringing their date to a close to abruptly but nowhere near as guilty as he felt about dating another woman so soon after what had happened with Samantha. When they reached Natasha's house Phil walked her to the front door.

"Goodnight Tasha." He said, kissing her lightly on the cheek, before heading back to his car.

"Night Phil." She replied, going inside and smiling to herself.

Zain tried to control his breathing and the panic that was taking over him. He felt his mobile phone vibrate in his pocket and begin to ring loudly. The caller display told him that the DCI was trying to get in contact with him.

"Guv?" Zain answered.

"Zain." The DCI's broad Yorkshire accent replied. "Is everything alright? Has something happened to Samantha?"

He took a deep breath. "She was taken ill during an obbo we were on that didn't quite go as planned. SO19 were able to arrest the suspect but Sam's not doing too good. The paramedics are just about to take her to St Hughes, I'm going to follow in my car."

"Okay Zain, let me know if there are an developments."

"Will do Guv." He replied before hanging up and heading for his car.

Jack knew that Phil and Natasha weren't working this evening so he decided to call Phil. He knew that the sergeant would want to know if something was wrong with Sam although he didn't want to worry Phil. The detective answered his home phone on the fifth ring.

"Hello?"

"Phil, it's Meadows. I just thought you'd want to know that Sam is being taken to St Hughes, she was taken ill after an obbo went wrong."

Phil felt his breath catch in his throat, he couldn't help but pin part of the blame on himself.

"Thanks for telling me Guv, I'll get right over there."

Zain paced the hallway just outside the Intensive Care Unit where Sam was being monitored. Her pulse was near enough steady and her breathing was less erratic. She was being kept on the ICU for observation before she could be moved to another ward. Zain desperately wanted to see her, after all the stress of today he was finally able to see that he really did love her and he knew he had to tell her. A friendly faced doctor came out of the ICU and walked towards Zain who stopped pacing.

"Detective Nadir?" He asked and Zain nodded. "You may go in and see Samantha if you like."

"Thank you." Zain replied, he headed through the doors and over to Sam's hospital bed.

Phil drove as quickly as he could to the hospital, growing more irritable and frustrated as the traffic lights went against him everytime. Eventually he arrived at the hospital but found it impossible to find a parking space. In the end he left it in a reserved space for doctors. It seemed like even fate was against him and part of him wondered if Sam would really want him here after the previous night. At reception he asked where Sam was being looked after and headed for the ICU. As he headed down the corridor and onto the ward he saw that Sam was not alone. Zain was leant over her bed, gripping her hand tightly and saying something. It was only when Phil stepped closer that he heard what Zain was saying to her.

"I'm so sorry Sam, I feel that it should be me laying here and not you. I...I love you."

Phil turned on his heel and headed out of the hospital, the impact of Zain's words feeling like a slap in the face.