Hey guys! Thank you so much for all the great reviews I've been getting, they make my day. I know this may seem a bit similar to my other fanfic Gone bit I had the idea for both and didn't realised until afterwards that it was the same. Anyways, here's chapter 3!

Holby Beach- 14th February 2013:

He ran across the beach, into the water, not caring that he was now absolutely soaked. He ran to where he last saw Sam, and began to search for her. It was quite dark by now, and the only light he had was the faint outline of the moon behind the storm clouds. He knew that he needed to find her soon, before those storm clouds decided they could hold no more and unleashed their power. He frantically rummaged, trying to feel her in the water. In between a flash of lightning, he thought he saw her. He swam towards the shape and began to feel under the waves. He hand brushed something, and he felt a glimmer of hope. He lifted the object from the water and was relieved when Sam's face emerged. But that feeling of releif was short lived as soon as he realised how long she had been in the water for. He quickly checked for a pulse, and his heart nearly stopped when he realised there wasn't one. He needed to perform CPR, but there was no way he could do that while he was in the sea. He swam back to shore, reached for his phone and began to call an ambulance.

"Which service do you require?"

"Ambulance, please." Tom replied.

"What is the address of the incident?"

"Holby Beach"

"And what has happened?"

"It's my..um.." Tom didn't know what to say, was she his girlfriend or were they just friends? He decided on the latter, realising it was more probable. "My friend, she was in the sea, and she went in to far and I just got her out and she's not breathing and she really cold and I just need some help!" He pleaded.

"Okay sir, calm down, the ambulance is on its way. If she's not breathing, you will need to perform CPR. Are you familair with how to do this?"

"Yes, I am a doctor." He answered, a little harsher than he had meant to.

"Okay sir." They replied, offended by the hostility of his tone. "Do you feel the need to stay on the line?"

"No." With that he hung up and began CPR.

"One, Two, Three, Four.." He counted, until he reached 30. He then stopped for two rescue breaths, and checked her pulse. There was still no improvement and was concerned by how pale and cold she was. He sure hoped that ambulance wasn't far away.

As if on cue, the ambulance appeared. Jeff and Dixie rushed out, shocked when they saw Tom.

"Tom, what happened love?" Dixie enquired.

"I just came to look for her and then I saw her go under. She was in there for about 5,10 minutes or something. She's not breathing and I can't feel a pulse." He answered, almost breaking down in tears.

"Its okay Tom, she'll be alright." She comforted, even though she knew the odds were virtually impossible.

While Dixie comforted Tom, Jeff took over with the CPR and began to strap Sam onto a board.

"Right I think we're ready. Dixie, do you want to go in the back with Sam and Tom you come up front with me?" Jeff questioned.

"No, no I'd much rather go in the back.." Tom protested.

Jeff interrupted, telling him, "Look mate, you're freezing and in as much danger as getting hypothermia as she is. Why don't we get you a blanket, and you sit up front with the heaters on and Dixie will tell you if anything happens. Okay?" He compromised.

With that Tom reluctantly climbed up front, but not before he took once last glance at Sam, who Dixie was still performing compressions on.

As Jefon started to drive, Tom radioed Zoe to tell her who was coming in.

"Hi Zoe."

"Tom? What are you doing there? I thought you were looking for Sam? Oh no..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't get to her in time."

"Never mind that Tom, what happened?"

"She went into the sea and was under for like 5, 10 minutes and now she's still not breathing."

"God, Tom, I'm so sorry. We'll be there as soon as she arrives and she'll have the best possible care, okay? See you in a few minutes."

After Zoe had finished Jeff turned to Dixie and asked, "How's she doing back there Dix?

"Not good, although I did get a pulse for a while but now I can't feel it." She replied, concern in her voice.

"Okay, well we're here now, so get ready to unload."

Jeff jumped out of the ambulance and saw a team of Zoe, Ash, Fletch, Llyod and Jamie waiting for them. As Tom came stumbling out of the other side, Jamie quickly ran over to him and took him inside to warm up.

Jeff opened the back doors and him and Ash helped Dixie lift Sam out, while Zoe took over with compressions.

"So Dixie, what have we got?"

"Had a GCS of 3 at the scene and still has not improved. Wasn't breathing when we arrived and I haven't felt a pulse except for a few seconds where there was a faint beating."

"So bad, yeah?"

"Yeah, it's bad, but she better pull through."

"We'll see about that." Zoe replied as she entered Resus. "Right Fletch, can you put a line in and Ash, can you get ready to intubate. Lloyd can you connect up the monitor."

Everybody rushed around, doing there jobs, not wanting to lose Sam. Just as Ash was about to intubate, Lloyd stopped him.

"Wait, the monitors picking up a faint heartbeat. Keep going Zoe, she might be coming back!"

Zoe carried on pounding, until Sam started coughing up water.

"Okay guys, she's choking. Let's roll her."

Fletch and Lloyd grabbed one side, while Ash came to stand by Zoe. Fletch and Lloyd rolled Sam towards Zoe and Ash, so she wouldn't choke.

Unfortunately, where Zoe was, so was her dress. As Sam let out another violent cough, a whole batch of sea water came with it, right onto Zoe's dress. She jumped back, before saying, "Well, welcome back Sam! It's nice to know you valued our friendship over these years." She joked.

Fletch proceded with placing an oxygen mask over Sam's face while Zoe began to clean herself up.

Sam lay back exhausted and looking a little confused. Fletch recognised the confusion etched on her face and began to explain.

"You're in hospital Sam. Tom found you and brought you here." He explained, gently.

"Tom? Where is he?"

"Jamie's looking after him." He replied, sitting down on the bed.

"Why, what happened?"

"Nothing, really. He just went in to get you and came out a bit cold and tired. Talking about tired, you look like you could do with some rest. Would you like me to get Tom or do you just want to get to sleep?" He questioned, noticing her try to stifle a yawn.

"Can you get Tom please?" She replied, her eyes starting to droop.

"Sure, be right back."

Tom walked in but by the time he reached her bed, she was already asleep.

So, what do you think? I know that I didn't include a flashback in this episode, but I really wanted to focus it on the present. So looking forward to Saturdays episode, looks like Tom's getting jealous! Please review and feel free to PM me and check out my profile page.

Thanks for reading!

Hannah xx