This Is How A Heart Breaks
Chapter 9 : Only Hope
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This chapter isn't brilliant but hopefully the next will be a bit more exciting. Got a lot of idea for this fic so please review! I'd love to know what you think!
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The sound of Phil Hunter's mobile phone beeping insistently caused him to finally surface back into reality, he gently pushed Natasha away from him and reached out to answer the call. The name of the display was Zain's and he flipped open the phone in an irritated fashion. Zain Nadir was one of the last people he wanted to talk to right now.
"Hunter." He answered.
"Phil, it's Zain." The detective's voice was raised and filled with panic. "You need to get down to the hospital. It's Sam."
He didn't want to care or for his heart to lurch with cold fear but it still did.
"I'll..." He began, words catching in his throat and sticking there. "I...I'll be right over." He scrambled out of the sheets and began to re-dress. Natasha looked at him with a mixture of confusion and hurt on her face.
"I'm sorry Tasha, but I've got to go." He finished dressing and leaned over, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I'll call you later, okay?"
She sighed and watched him go.
Zain went back inside the hospital and hovered outside the Intensive Care Unit waiting for some news about Sam or for Phil to arrive, whichever came first. At first he hadn't be sure whether to call him or not be he knew that at the end of the day it was the right thing to do. He would want be here if, God forbid, anything happened to Sam. Zain wasn't ready to think that far ahead. The sounds of footsteps in the otherwise deserted corridor caused him to turn around to see Phil heading towards him. Worry and panic clearly showed on his face and Zain was sure that it was also reflected in his own.
"How is she?" Were Phil's first words when he came closer.
Zain shrugged miserably. "The doctors are still with her, we won't know anything for a while."
"But she'll be okay, right?" Phil asked, almost impatiently.
Zain shrugged again, looking at the floor. They could only hope.
With Phil gone Natasha decided to make an appearance at work although it was barely worth turning up now. She knew she had to try and maintain a good impression although it wasn't really working so far. She showered quickly and dressed in a black suit. She quickly tidied the bedroom before leaving her home and driving into work. As she headed for the CID office, DCI Jack Meadows stepped out of his office.
"Ah, DS Rivers." He began, keeping his cool now.
"Hello guv. Sorry I'm so late, Phil and I ate had Chinese last night and the chicken must have been off. I've had my head over the toilet all morning."
Meadows raised his eyebrows. "And where is DS Hunter now?"
Natasha paused. "Well, he got a call on his mobile and rushed off. To St Hughes I think." She added after a moments pause.
Meadows nodded. "Okay. I think Terry could do with some help." He added, smirking to himself as soon as Natasha was out of sight.
A tall man in his early forties wearing a white doctor's coat stepped of the ICU. Phil and Zain were alert again, breaking out of their reveries about Sam and whether she would be okay.
"Is she alright?" Phil asked just as Zain said.
"Will she be okay?"
The doctor looked at them both and sighed softly.
"Samantha is unconscious at the moment, she's in a coma."
Phil and Zain shared a look of panic, the doctor picked up on this.
"There is every chance that she will wake up and be perfectly okay but you need to be prepared for the worst too."
"Can we see her?" Phil asked.
The doctor looked at his watch. "Well, visiting time isn't for another two hours but if you come back then you should be able to see her." He compromised.
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