It was 3 days after Sam had miscarried, and today was the day she was returning to work. She had chosen today, because she knew Stuart had booked it off some months ago, to attend a friends wedding, she was meant to be going as well but obviously she wasn't anymore.

Sam was feeling much better than she had been since the miscarriage, she was glad to be getting back to work, it was something to take her mind of it, and something to focus on for the next few hours. She knew that Phil would be in today as well, although it wasn't as if she hadn't seen him for a few days. Phil had practically camped out at Sam's since the night she had phoned him, he had come round everyday after work and spent hours just chatting to each other about everything. Sam had learnt lots about Phil that she didn't know, for a start he was an excellent cook just last night he had made them both a Mexican feast consisting of fajitas, nachos and little crisps and dips. He had been so good to her over the past few days, and she honestly didn't think she would have got through it without him. She now knew exactly how she felt about him, she loved having him there at her house, she loved doing all these things together, in fact she knew that she just loved him.

Sam walked into CID, nothing had changed over the past few days, except a bit more paperwork stacking up on her desk, she groaned at the site of it and knew that the DCI would insist she did it all today. No one in the station had known about Sam's miscarriage, Phil had told the DCI that Sam had been severely unwell, so that didn't start asking question.

'Morning you' Phil said walking up behind her

'Hey, it's been what 8 hours since I last seen you' She joked.

'So I see you're counting down to you next see me, from when I leave then..!' Phil laughed.

'Wishful thinking there mate' She said as she sat down at her desk. Phil walked over and bent down next to her….

'You sure you're ready for this?' He asked concern spread all over his face

'Phil, this is my job, I am not going to let what's happened put me of that'

'Ino, ino' Phil replied ' I just worry about you, yano!' Phil looked Sam directly in her eyes. He loved her so much, it wasn't about the sex or anything like that, he had realised that he had made to many mistakes in his life, and he didn't want to let the love of his life slipping away, be another one. Phil was ready to settle down now, be the man that Sam needed, all he had to do was tell her how he felt. Easier said than done he thought, as he nodded and went back to his own desk.

The day had gone pretty fast, they had interview and caught an arsonist who had set fire to their shop, it had turned out to be a domestic and it was the wife's ex husband who had committed the crime as revenge for her having an affair.

Phil had agreed to come round to Sam's again that night; he had said he would help her with her paperwork over a bottle of wine and a curry. They had been sat on the sofa finishing off the paper work, when the takeaway had arrived, so they decided to abandon the rest of it. They ate the curry and drank the wine whilst sitting and laughing together.

'…. And then the man said, ho ho, ho ho' Phil laughed at his own joke he had been telling. Sam laughed to but she totally had not understood it at all.

'You didn't get that did you?' Phil asked, pretending to be serious

'No I did, it was funny' Sam replied, gutted he had noticed her moments of confusion. He really did know her too well.

'So explain it to me?' Phil teased

'More wine?' Sam asked trying to change the subject. Phil raised his eyebrow at her. ' Okay Okay I didn't get it, happy now' she laughed punching him in the arm. But Phil was too fast for her and grabbed her first so she went tippling over and landed on him. Sam looked up at Phil and caught his eyes, she decided to bite the bullet and go for it, what harm would it do she thought? She moved closer and kissed Phil's lips softly, he responded for a minute then pulled away.

Sam was gutted she was sure that Phil felt the same way, but why would he pull away, she couldn't face another night of losing everything she had, and she knew she now had far more to loose. She got up to walk away but Phil grabbed her arm…

'Sam, its not what you think, its not just about the sex for me you know, you don't have to all that if your not ready, I love you, its about being together, making each other laugh, helping each other, that's what I want more than anything….. if you erm want the same that is' Phil gazed

' Of course I do' Sam replied dropping onto the sofa beside him' but you know we haven't got a relationship like everyone else have we, we've done everything else, apart from the sex, I guess I just wanted to move everything on and show you how I really felt about you'

'Sam you don't have to sleep with me to do that you know, if your not ready I will wait' Phil relied.

Sam didn't answer, she just moved him and kissed him again, deepening the kiss she pushed him again the sofa, and climbed onto his lap, with her arms around his neck, and his arms around her waist.

'Phil, I am ready because its you, and I know you weren't pushing me or anything and that's why I am ready to admit how I feel and to do this' She smiled, and tugged at Phil's hand as she lead him to her bedroom. She knew she could never feel alone again.