View Full Version : The Bill. New arrival, New Love. Sam and Phil
Hello, this story is another Phil and Sam one. It's set at the late summer / early autumn. You'll see why if you read the story but at the moment I don't want to give anything away so it's a little shock when your read what's going on. Also, I've borrowed some people's ideas beacuse they've said what they wanted to happen but it didn't. p.s I personally think the name is crud but what d'you think. If you have any better ideas then I'll just say that it's changed.
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New Arrival, New Love.
"I'll help you to cope."
DS Samantha Nixon looked at the clock on the wall as she entered Sunhill Police Station CID. It was half seven and she was on the late shift. DS Phil Hunter walked in just as Sam was settling in her chair and picking up her case notes. Phil sat in his seat and scanned the room. The DI was in his office with the door open. DC Zain Nadir was sat at his desk and so was DC Susie Sim. Phil got back up and walked over to Sam's desk. "Do people just not like sleeping at night?" He said. Sam looked up at him wearing a puzzled expression.
"What?!" She asked totally confused.
"Well you're doing the late shift, I am, Susie, Zain and Neil all are. Also, I know that Jack is in his office because I've just seen him." He explained.
"Oh, yeah. Well I personally would rather do the normal shift hours but the DCI asked me to come in tonight instead." Sam shrugged a little. Phil smiled at the statement and body language. "Well I'm getting a coffee, d'you want one?" Sam nodded so phil walked over to the coffee machine and made two white coffee's, then walked back over handed one to Sam and sat back at his desk.
After a couple of hours of filling in paperwork Sam's mobile phone rang. She picked it up quickly the caller ID said 'unknown number'. Strange. She thought as she answered it. "Hello, DS Nixon."
"Oh hello Miss Nixon. I'm a midwife at St. Hugh's hospital, your daughter Abigail has gone into labour. She's asking for you, can you please come as soon as possible." The woman on the other end of the line said.
Sam was so excited and so scared at the same time. "Sure, I'll get down there right away." She clicked the phone off then grabbed her coat. She got up putting it on.
"Hey, where you going?" Phil asked looking up from his work.
"I've gotta go to St Hugh's, Abi's gone into labour." Phil got up.
"Wait, Sam d'you want me to go with you." He was worried about her.
Sam turned back to him standing at the door. Phil had been a huge help and comfort when Abi had been missing. "Only if it's ok with you." She answered. Phil got up and put his coat on. "Susie, can you tell the DCI that me and Sam have gone to the hospital because Sam's daughter has gone into labour." He said as he caught up with Sam at the door.
"Alright," she called "and goodluck."
Phil drove Sam in his car. While they were at a set of traffic lights he looked across at her. She hadn't said anything during the journey. "Sam, are you ok?" Sam, who had been deep in her thoughts, turned to him. "I'm fine," she lied. "Sam, I know you well and I know that you're lying." Sam sighed lightly before saying: "Well it's Hugh's baby isn't it. I'm gonna love the baby like any relative should but it will always be a constant reminder. I mean, Abi's going to need me to help her along. Not only with the baby but also keeping her steady and stable. Am I really going to be able to cope? What if the baby turns out like it's father, then what will happen?" Phil put an arm around her and laughed. "Hey, I bet the baby will be nothing like Hugh. He was wrong in the head and over protective and a little obssesive. He's gonna grow up with Abi and you, you can both teach cool things as well as right and wrong. You'll cope, I'm gonna help you. I'm not gonna leave you ever, if you need me then I'll always be there. I'll be by your side. I'm gonna help you and Abi cope. Okay." The lights changed and Phil sped up again down to the hospital. "You're right." Sam whispered, she had her eyes closed and was imagining what it would be like when the baby was born. Even when they were a toddler or child. She was happier now, Phil had made her not doubt the baby arriving.
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I'll update soon but for now read it and tell me if you like it. If it's rubbish then tell me and I'll not update again. But please do review.
Phil is such a sweetheart .... I love him. Anyway please update soon, I love your stories, you have so many ideas.
Yeah, you have so many good ones. Where do you get all your ideas from? lol
I have no idea. This one I've gotten ideas from what people wanted to happen. I read on one of the thread all of these ways for Phil and Sam to get together including Abi's pregnancy.
Cool i just usually ramble on in a roleplay until either me orChicken gets an idea lol
Name Calling and A Little Embarassment
Samantha ran up to maternity ward followed by Phil. She ran over to a midwife. "Hi, I'm Samantha Nixon, Abigail Nixon's mum. Where is she?" The midwife smiled. "She in that room there," the midwife pointed towards a room. "Don't worry, she hasn't actually given birth yet." Sam ran into the room. Abi was sat up in bed, she was breathing heavily. "Mum." Abi gasped, trying to breath steadily. Sam walked up to the side and Abi took her hand. "It's ok darling, I'm here now." Abi smiled a little. Phil stood at the door not knowing whether to go into the room, stay at the door or walk back out again. Abi licked her lips. "Mum, I'm so sorry." Sam looked a bit surprised.
"What, why are you sorry?" Abi took a couple of deep breaths again. "Well if this is hurting me then it must have bloody hurt you." Sam laughed and Abi joined in weakly. The midwife walked in with a doctor and they started to try and deliver the baby. Phil waited outside on a chair. Sam held her daughters hand. "Don't worry, it'll be alright soon. Don't worry. Just push, c'mon push." She said gentle comforting words to her as she pushed.
After a while, the doctor handed the baby over to Abi, it was a gorgeous baby girl, she was sleeping. Abi held her for the first time and felt so happy. Sam stood admiring her grandchild when Phil walked in. He walked up to Sam and put a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, the midwife told me that she'd given birth." Sam looked up at him and smiled then looked back at her granddaughter lovingly. "Aww, she's so sweet." Phil exclaimed.
"Yeah, tell me about it. Wanna sit down mum." Abi moved across the bed and Sam sat on the edge. "Here, why don't you hold her." Sam smiled as Abi slipped the baby into her waiting arms. "Sorry, but I've got to go to the loo." Abi got up and waited until she was steady, she then walked out the room. Sam bounced the baby very gently. Phil watched Sam. He could see the love in her eyes and could also see that it didn't matter who the dad was. Phil moved a little closer. "She looks like you and Abi." Sam smiled. "Hmm, Abi looked like this when she was first born."
"You did as well." He said. Sam looked up a little surprised. "How d'you know?" Phil looked her in the eyes. "Don't you remember, I've seen some pictures of you before." He turned his attention back to the baby and so did Sam. Sam stood up. She was so happy. Phil put his arm around her, he did it instictively. Phil didn't realise that he was starting to think about them being a family. Parents with there first born, Abi walked back in and Phil realised what he'd been daydreaming about. Sam handed the baby back to Abi. "So, what you gonna call her?" Phil asked. Sam looked at Abi.
"Um, well me and mum have been thinking of both boys and girls names. We ain't exactly confirmed anything though. I think one of us should suggest a first name and the other suggest the middle name." Sam nodded, it was a good idea.
It took them a while but in the end they came up with Leanne Grace Nixon. Lara was wheeled away in a cot and taken to a ward where all the other new born babies were. Abigail fell asleep and Sam sat on a chair next to her for a while.
Phil went and got two coffee's, he walked in to find both Nixon women asleep. Abi in the bed and Sam on the chair. Phil walked over to Sam, he put the plastic cups on to the little bedside table. Gently he shook Sam until she woke up. "Hiya, you must've fell asleep when I went and got the coffee."
"Oh, sorry. I didn't even realise." Sam mumbled sitting up in the chair.
"Don't be. It's been a pretty eventful night."
"What's the time?" She yawned.
"About one o' clock in the morning. You think you could possibly go back to a nice bed or would you rather stay here?" He asked mockingly.
"Hm, a bed sounds great." She got up and stretched. "C'mon, let's go." They walked out to the car park together and got into Phil's car. Phil went on to the main road. "Now, d'you want me to drop you off at the station so you can get your car or can you not be stuffed and just want to go home and sleep?" Sam thought it over, the house would be so quiet without Abi, so lonely. "Actually Phil. If you don't mind then would you like to stay in my room for the night. It's just I haven't exactly had a totally empty house since Abi moved back in from Hugh's." Sam slightly spat out the last word. Phil smiled to himself. "If you're sure that I'm really the company you want then I would be happy to." Phil carried on driving. "D'you mind if I quickly stop off at mine then so I can get somethings?"
"No, go ahead I don't mind." Phil drove to his and Sam waited patientally in the car while he got some stuff together.
They didn't arrive at Sam's house untill twenty to two in the morning. Sam let them in, the heating had been on so it was warm, compared to outside. Sam quickly made them something to eat. They both enjoyed the company. Sam was happy that she could talk to Phil. They both realised that they had quite a bit in common with eachother. Sam showed Phil to the spare room. "I'll see you tomorrow morning Phil." Sam said.
"Goodnight Sam." He leant in and kissed her on the cheek then pulled back quickly. Phil's face turned slightly pink and Sam had an awkward, 'what do I do now' expression. "Um, sorry. Night." Phil quickly walked into the room and shut the door. Sam walked along the corridor and into her room.
What did I go and do that for. I'm such an idiot, ah but it felt so good and so right to do. As much as he tried while changing he couldn't forget how nice it felt when his lips brushed against her silky smooth skin.
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I'm givin' ya a triple whammy today, but first I gotta write the part that is still unwritten. So far you've had 3/4. I thought it would be more effective if the next part is a in a different chapter. Hope you can be patient for a while. Keep looking incase then next part comes up. =)
Phil is lovely as I keep saying and will keep continuing to do so. Great update, can't wait for the next.
adorableangel
09-02-2006, 17:49
cool really really good, keep it up!
Phil's so sweet. If Sam and him had a kid, I think he's be a great dad
This chapter has reference to past episdoes where Sam and/or Phil's lives were in danger. Sorry, if there's confusion. I'll try and make it so there isn't confusion. p.s it's the dream(s) that is refering back to past episodes. Sorry if I get something wrong, I haven't actually seen the episode(s) that I'm using. Quite stupid of me to actually use it really but oh well.
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Dreams and Reality.
Phil Hunter was laid out in Samantha Nixon's spare bedroom bed. He couldn't sleep, he tossed and turned. He was comfortable and warm but the kiss kept him from going to sleep. People in CID said that they were the potential couple. They didn't know their history though. The fights, the backstabbing, the lies, the heartache. Phil finally managed to drift into sleep and dreamt about the woman that was happily sleeping in the room down the corridor from the one he was in.
Phil was laid on a cold, hard floor. Blood was pouring out of the gunshot wound on his leg. Samantha was standing next to him. She crouched down and looked at the wound. "Um, I going to have to get something to stem the blood flow." She looked around. Nothing. She looked at her top. "Phil don't laugh or tease or anything ok." Sam took her top off, she had a strappy top on underneath. She used the shirt to cover up the wound and stop the bleeding. Phil sat there, he was too weak to tease. "I'm sorry about dragging you into this Sam." She looked at him and smiled supportively. "Don't worry about it." She sat down next to him. Phil gasped a bit as a pain went through his leg. Sam squeezed his fingers. "C'mon Phil. I know you're a fighter so just fight the pain. Phil, probably a stupid question but are you ok?" Phil nodded a little. He then rearranged his hand so that his fingers were laced with Sam's fingers. He looked up at her. He didn't realise that this was a dream. It felt so real to him, it felt like he was actually there with her again. You know what dreams are like, they can change, we phil's changed. It adjusted to what he really wanted to happen. "Sam, I'm sorry for the way I've treated over the past few years." Sam chuckled a little. "Really, I didn't think you'd be the kind of person to apologise! Phil Hunters losing his grip and touch." She teased gently. "Maybe I am. Maybe it's because I realise that I care about you more than I'm letting on." Sam stopped moving and stayed still. She hadn't expected that. She looked into his eyes. Soulful brown eyes making contact with gentle green eyes. Sam's breathing became slightly shallow as Phil leaned forward and she tilted her head downwards and there lips met for the most mind blowing kiss in the history of mind blowing kisses. It was something Phil had wanted for a while. He gently forced her to open her mouth and his tongue entered her mouth. They kissed with such passion that they were both surprised at how much they really loved eachother. That was when they both realised. The fights, the backstabbing, the lies, the loathing, it was to cover up that they both really loved the other person. Truthfully both Sam and phil had loved eachother since they'd first met, first locked yes but Phil wouldn't allow himself to suduce Sam and Sam wouldn't allow herself to be suduced by Phil. Phil and Sam broke apart for air. Sam had tears in her eyes, finally someone had cracked her. Had found out that she wasn't as cold as she wanted everyone to think.
Sunlight came streaming into the room from an opening in the curtains. Phil woke up, he tried to remember as best he could every tiny detail in the dream, especially the kiss and passion. It may have been a dream but it made Phil start to think. Maybe him and Sam did have a future together?
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Hope you like it and are enjoying my new story. Please, please, please review. Thanks to those that already have. Luv all of ya loadz and loadz. Luv Becky.
that's so sweet. Phil is such a great guy.
great chapter. post more soon please!
adorableangel
09-02-2006, 21:50
loving it loving it loving it!!
loving it!!! wow! you're so great at writing!
Hi Guys, Woo hoo half term. You know what that means, updates!!!! Ok, well here's one. The song is 'What If' by Kate Winslet. Also, sorry if you like marmite but I slightly diss it. You know, you either love it or you hate it. Well I REALLY hate it!
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Taking Pictures and Late Night Strolls
When he was ready, Phil went downstairs. He could hear the radio playing.
"Here I stand alone
With this weight upon my heart
And it will not go away
I'n my head I keep on looking back
Right back to the start
Wondering what it was that made you change."
He walked to the door and leant against the door frame, Samantha was preparing breakfast. Phil stood watching the petite woman. She was also dressed, wearing bootcut jeans, white Reebok trainers and a plain, white, sleevless vest top. He smiled to himself before walking actually into the kitchen. "Morning Sam," he said walking up to her.
"Hey Phil, have a nice sleep?" She asked turning towards him. Phil nodded happily. "D'you want some toast?" Sam asked. Phil nodded again, Sam handed him a plate with two slices on it. "There's butter in the fridge, peanut butter in the cupboard, raspberry or blackcurrent jam in the fridge, marmalade in the fridge and gunk that is called marmite in the fridge." Phil laughed a little at the marmite remark. He didn't like marmite and by the sound of it neither did Sam. "Oh, well I can't say no to blackberry jam." Sam smiled and started to walk over to get the jam from the fridge. "Don't worry, I'll get it." Phil walked over to the fridge and and got the jam out. Sam and Phil ate and talked about pretty much everything. "So, have you not got work today as well?" Phil asked. "No, I don't. I'm going to go see Abi again. If you want, then you could come too." Sam looked at Phil. He smiled.
"If you don't mind me being there."
"Oh course I don't mind you being there. That's if you haven't had enough of us Nixon's." Phil smiled and so did Sam. She loved Phil's company. He always knew how to put a smile back on her face. He was nearly always nice and sweet to her. It seemed like all the fights and arguments they'd had before were a different couple of people. When they had finished eating Sam washed up and Phil helped by drying the plates and cutlery. Sam kept thinking about how her and Phil's relationship had developed since they'd first met.
Phil and Sam drove back to the hospital. Sam had a digital camera with her so she could take pictures of the new edition to the Nixon family. Abi was sat up in bed holding Leanne when Sam and Phil entered. Leanne was awake and looked just as gorgeous as she had while sleeping. Abi looked a lot calmer and more bouncy than the night before where she had looked exhausted.
"How you feeling today sweetheart?" Sam asked standing next to Abi's bed. "A lot better, I'm not as tired." Abi answered.
"Hm, I can tell. You look more perky and you look like you've rested well. So does she." Sam's eyes went to looking at Leanne.
"Yes, she slept very well. Better that the other new borns." The nurse commented before checking the baby's temperature and walking back out of the room. Phil lingered at the end of the bed. He had to admit it, Leanne was gorgeous. She just seemed to be perfect. It was a shame about the dad, but Leanne was nothing like her dad. "So, how about I take some pictures of her then?" Sam suggested.
"Alright then, that would be cool." Abi said smiling at her mother's enthusiasm. Sam took the camera out of her handbag and took some pictures of Leanne in the cot. "Abi pick her up and I'll get a picture of both of you." Abi picked her up again and made her comfortable before Sam took a few pictures. "Mum, you hold her and I'll take the picture. I want one of granddaughter and grandmother." Sam took Leanne in her arms and Abi took the picture. "If you want one of all of you, then I can take it." Phil suggested. Sam smiled and Abi nodded. So, Sam perched herself on the bed. Abi sat upright and held Leanne in her arms. Phil took a couple of pictures and then took one on Sam's phone. The friendly nurse returned at this point. "Oh, if you want. I can take a picture so that the happy granddad can be in the picture too." She said warmly.
Phil looked a little taken aback. "I'm not the grand-"
"That's a great idea. Phil why don't you also come into the picture." Abi said enthustiastically. She really had hidden intentions.
If I get him and Mum to act more like a family then maybe they'll realise that they both love eachother. Finally, my mum would be happy and Phil would be oh so loyal. She thought sneakily planning away.
Phil walked over to the bed and stood next to Sam. He put one arm on her shoulder, it was to make the photo look nice but also to give Sam a little encouragment. The nurse took a few pictures, Abi was busy with Leanne when Sam looked up and saw that Phil was smiling down at Leanne. He moved his eyes upwards and locked eyes with Sam.
She's so beautiful.
He's so lovely.
She's so smart.
He's so gorgeous.
I'm so in love
I'm so in love
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Sorry but I had to cut the story in half, again!! My fault really I write too much. Look forward to the next part being copied and pasted and then put up. About maximum of five minutes. If I don't have any problems.
Taking Pictures and Late Night Strolls. Continued.
Sam and Phil stayed for the rest of the day. It wasn't until eight o' clock when visiting times were over that they left. "I'll see you and Leanne tommorow Abi." Sam said before leaving with Phil. They walked out of the hospital together talking about Leanne and children. "So, what's happening between you and Kate now then?" Sam asked. Phil sighed. "I haven't got a clue. She's still saying that the baby's mine but I'm not sure if she's lying or not. She split us up." Sam stopped and looked at him. Her face was clouded over with sadness and loss. "We didn't have anything in the first place." She said softly. Phil also stopped. "You wanna go for a walk along the river?" Sam smiled. "Sure as long as we don't go anywhere near where the river murderer dumped the bodies." Phil held out his arm. "You mean stay away from anywhere that can remind you of Pat Kitson." Sam sighed and said: "Hm, right." Before linking ams with him. They walked along happily. There was a slight breeze, but it wasn't all that cold. The street lamps were on and the sun was setting. A summer night at one of it's best moments. Sam looked across the water. She loved sunsets especially in such a nice place. Phil looked at Sam, her face had 'bliss' written all over it. He was happy because she was happy. Sam turned to face him. They looked into eachothers eyes again.
So many things to tell her
But how to make her see
The truth about my past? Impossible!
She'd turn away from me
He's holding back, he's hiding
But what, I can't decide
Why won't he be the man I know he is
The man I see inside?
Can you feel the love tonight?
The peace the evening brings
The world, for once, in perfect harmony
With all its living things
Can you feel the love tonight?
You needn't look too far
Stealing through the night's uncertainties
Love is where they are.
Phil moved closer to Sam. He leant down towards her ear. "I love you Samantha." He whispered into her ear. Sam was on the verge of tears. She felt exactly the same. "I love you too Phil." She whispered back. They were both smitten. Phil moved towards her face and with his hands gently tilted her head before kissing her sweetly on the lips. This was even better than the dream. Not because it was reality and actually happening but just because Phil never realised how much passion Sam kept for him. He was the only one who could and would ever unlock that passion. He brought Sam out of her shell. He was able to make her more fun and playful. He was really the only one who was able to get her drunk. She was fun sobre but even better drunk. She was playfull and funny. The last time CID and the relief debriefed down the pub Phil had gotten Sam good and drunk. She told him things that she'd never usually tell him if she was normal. For example, the fact that she had two tatoos. One, a pattern in black ink across her back. The other was a fairy on a toadstool on the top of her right thigh, just below the bottom of her hip. She'd also joined in with all the gals, and a few men, skipping down the street and singing. It was also funny the next morning when Sam and the rest of CID had banging headaches from hangovers.
Phil and Sam broke apart collecting the air in steady breaths. Phil held Sam's hand and led her back to the car. They went back to Sam's and put the television on. "D'you wanna watch a DVD?" Sam asked Phil. "Me and Abi have a huge collection." Phil and Sam stood in front of a tall and wide cabinet filled with DVD's. Phil examined them all. "You have a lot of dancing and musical ones." He commented. "Yeah, I like dancing." Sam blushed a bit. She hadn't really told many people at Sunhill that she danced. They settled on James Bond, Die Another Day.
Phil sat on the sofa and Sam sat next to him. She gently placed her head on his shoulder and the watched them film together. When the film had finished Phil looked down at Sam. She'd fallen asleep, he gently shook her awake. "Hey gorgeous, you fell asleep."
"Oh, sorry." She said sleepily. She sat up. "Did the film finish then?"
"Yeah, just now." Phil answered.
"D'you wanna go to bed then?" She asked rather suggestively.
"Are you sure you're ok with that?" He asked.
"Cause I am." She smiled. Phil was so sweet when he wanted to be. Sam took his hand and they walked upstairs and into Sam's bedroom. It was light blue and white. "Wow, it's nice." Phil said, looking around. Phil got changed into his dark blue pajama bottoms with an orange, thin, stipe down the outside, leaving his body bare while Sam slipped into her strappy, lilac, silk night gown that ended half way down her thigh. They laid in the bed together and just molded together perfectly. Phil put his arm around her protectively and they both fell sound asleep.
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The song is from the Lion King, Can You Feel the Love Tonight. I changed one word from king to man. Just incase you read and thought that's wrong! Hope you liked the chapter. xx
adorableangel
11-02-2006, 00:26
loved the chapter are you still going on?? hope so
Dunno if I should or not. Glad you liked it though. Thanx
I hope you do carry on, it's great.
Yeah, do carry on its really good
Assault cases and working together.
Sam woke up and was surprised to see the other side of her bed was occupied. She pulled the duvet back to find Phil Hunter laying next to her. She propped herself up on to her elbows and watched Phil. He looked so peaceful and sweet when he was like this. Phil didn't move from the positoin he was in but he said: "Sam, stop watching me. It's making me feel uncomfortable." Sam smiled to herself.
"We've got work in an hour and a half." Sam whispered into his ear.
"Oh what. Can't we have another day off." He complained.
"No, we cannot. Anyway, you come to work and you can be with me all day. Unless of cours you're sick of me. Let's face it, you've got what you've always wanted." Phil opened his eyes realising she meant he'd finally slept with her. Sam looked down at him, she wasn't smiling or scowling. Just blank, her expression, was basically blank. "That's the nastiest thing you've ever said to me." Sam looked at him.
"Sorry," she got up but didn't change her expression. Phil took her hand and sat up. "Hey, I love you. This wasn't just a one off. It wasn't a bet or a 'mission', it was purely me being in love with you." Sam smiled as Phil pulled her closer and kissed her gently on the lips. She pulled away. "We'll be late." She said looking at the clock. "Well we could cut time in half if we share a shower!" He suggested grinning cheekily. "C'mon I'll race ya." Phil got out of the bed quickly as Sam shot out the door and down the corridor to the bathroom. Phil followed her in and as she turned the shower on he wrapped his arms around her. She laughed, she'd never been this much in love with someone before. He started to gently slide the straps of her night gown off of her shoulders. She giggled as her kissed her neck. She slipped it off and Phil also undressed before they both stepped into the shower.
They emerged ten minutes later, clean and more awake. Phil got dressed in his suit and Sam put her black trouser suit on with her royal blue top. They grabbed some toast and made there way out of the house. Phil drove them in his car and when they arrived they walked in together. Sam's car was still parked in the car park. She walked over to it and noticed a peice of paper was attached between the windscreen and windscreen wiper.
It said: 'Miss Nixon. Ticket for over staying parking limit. Fee of £50 made payable to duty sargeant. Don't do it again.' "What?!" Sam exclaimed, she was confused why would a staff parking have a time limit. "What does that say on the back?" Said Phil who had been reading over her shoulder and had noticed something on the back. She turned the paper over. It said in big black letters: SYKE, GRANNY! :) Sam scowled playfully. She made her way up to CID with Phil in tow and screwed up the paper. As she walked in she threw it at DC Jo Masters. She had her head cast downwards so Sam wouldn't have seen her smiling. The paper ball flew through the air and hit her on her head. She cracked up laughing and looked up. Sam had noticed the handwritting was the same as the young DC's. Sam sat at her desk and Phil sat at his opposite her. She was smiling and so was Phil. The DCI walked in and made a beeline towards Sam.
"Ah, Sam. How's Abi?" He asked.
"She's fine." Sam replied smiling a little more.
"So, c'mon don't keep us all in suspense for longer. How is the baby, is it a he or she? What's it's name? How's it doing?" She was bombarded with questions from him.
"Woah, steady. Ok, it's a she, she's doing fine. She's called Leanne Grace Nixon, she's very healthy and happy. She's quite quiet actually and so very sweet." Jack beamed, he was happy to hear that.
"Glad to hear it. Phil, I want you and Sam to interview an assault victim. She was assaulted yesterday afternoon. Her names Aleeysha Stevens, she lives on the Bronte with her boyfriend, Jordan. Honey Harman and Will Fletcher talked to her but I want you two to talk to her again. Keep me updated please."
"Guv." They both replied before putting their coats back on and walking back out of the CID doors.
When they were at the hospital they asked about the girl. A nurse showed them to the girls cubicle. She was only about twenty.
"Hello, I'm DS Nixon and this is DS Hunter. We want to talk to you about the assault earlier on today." The girl nodded. "Ok, did you see the person that attacked you?" The girl nodded again. "Can you describe them for us please." She took a deep breath then said:
"It was a man. He was tall and was of a big build. He had dark brown hair, he was white too. He was wearing jeans and a top that said, um, it said. Oh this is hopeless I'm hopless. I can't remember."
Phil stepped forward. "You're not being hopeless, I swear you're not. You're actually doing fine. If you can't remember what the top said then that's ok. You see you've suffered from multiple head injuries and so it will be hard for you to remember some things. But if you can, then is there anything else that you can remember about him. Any distinct features, what did he say?" Sam smiled, Phil was being so sweet and caring. He really was being careful with what he said. "I couldn't see him all that well, the alley I was walking down was dark. He held a knife and said: I'm gonna knife you, you black bitch!"
(Sorry if that is offensive to anyone, just thinking of a racially motivated attack. Not trying to be racist as I definitely am not!) Phil looked at Sam. "Ok, we'll be back in a minute," Phil said. He took Sam's arm and led her out of the cubicle. "What d'you think?" He asked her.
"Probably a racist attack." Sam replied.
"That's what I thought."
"Who's that?" Sam asked Phil turned.
"Who's who?"
"An male black man just walked into Aleeysha's cubicle." Sam explained.
"It could be her boyfriend, Jordan." Sam nodded. The man walked back out, Aleeysha had told him to look for a petite woman with blonde hair and a tall man with dark hair. He walked over to them. "Are you DS Nixon and DS Hunter?" They nodded. "Aleeysha's remembered what the wrtting on some man's top said." Sam and Phil exchanged glances before following the man back into Aleeysha's cubicle. "Hi, I've remembered, the top said: NO1. birdcatcher. Then in brackets (No, not the one's that flap there wings.)" Sam smiled. "Thanks, we'll go and follow up leads, we'll tell you if we get any information." Sam and Phil went back to the car. "So, d'you know of anyone with that top?" Sam asked.
"Nope, you?" He replied. She shook her head.
Back at CID Phil and Sam were searching the internet about known racist men living on the Bronte. All uniformed officers had been told to look out for anyone with the same description and top with the logo on the front. Sam and Phil had narrowed there search down to people matching the description. "How about we go to the Bronte and drive around. Sort of set up mini OBBO's outside the peoples houses see if when they come out they have any signs of blood and/or that top on." Sam suggested.
"Or we could have an informal yet legal chat with them and see what they know. If they have alibi's." Sam nodded.
"Even better. We should tell the DCI first though." Sam and Phil walked out of CID and made there way to the DCI's office. Sam knocked once before being told to enter. The DI was sat in front of the DCI's desk.
"Sam, Phil. You wanna give me and update?" DCI Meadows asked.
"Yeah, Phil and I have been to St. Hugh's. We've narrowed it down to being a racist attack. We were running it by you to check if it's ok that we have an informal but legal chat with people that we suspect. We may take some photo's too."
The DCI nodded. "Just make sure that you keep it by the book." Sam gave him the thumbs up before walking back out with Phil.
"She's a good copper really ain't she." DI Manson commented.
"Yeah she is. She's wise beyond her years sometimes. Although she sometimes makes silly mistakes. They hold her back, she's generally brilliant at her job though." Jack said.
"She really can actually get into the suspects head. I've seen her work and it truly is amazing." Neil put in. "Well I'd better go if you want them case reports done by the end of the shift."
Neil walked out and went back to his office. He'd actually just said something nice about Samantha Nixon. Woah!
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For now I'm gonna have to leave it there. Keep reviewing, because of your reviews I decided to carry on. Thanks a lot. I'm so chuffed with all my reviews!! :thumbsup: lol. Just thought this chapter proves that sunhill still can do good cases. At least I hope it was good. :hmm:
Just want to say too. I'm NOT racist, as I have friends that are black/coloured/dark skinned/etc. Hope I'm not digging myself a deeper hole! Just I was thinking back to the time with Yvonne Hemmingway when that bloke called her a 'black bitch' and so she wallopped him. I'm trying to prove that racism is around and causes many problems, assaults being one of them, television shows people that being racist doesn't help a situation and so I'm basically trying to put a point across that racism is a terrible thing and shouldn't be in our lives. You're black/you're white. BIG DEAL! You're also human.
Have you got any other scripts in mind? Can't wait for a new one :)
I'm wrtting one for after this one. The ending people might hate me a little but it's gotta be done. Then again they might like it too. I'm writing the next chapter for this one now though.
Kissing in the front seat.
Samantha and Phil were sat outside Bernie Kidrem's house. He hadn't appeared though. They omly been there a matter of ten minutes. They knew he was in the house, possibly laying low for a bit. Sam watched the house. The door opened. "Hey look, someone's comming out!" She informed Phil. Bernie walked out. "Oh, and look what it says on his top! Coincidence or what?" She said sarcastically. Phil smiled. Bernie looked up at there car.
"Oh crap, he's gonna notice me." Phil muttered.
"Um, well try and disguise yourself then." Sam stuttered.
"Sorry 'bout this but come here." He cupped her face in his hands and tilted her head so they moved closer. They kissed sweetly, Phil savoured the moment. Sam looked up. She broke off. "He's gone." She told him.
"You sure, ya know he could be lingering in the bushes." Phil smiled cheekily.
"Well in that case." Sam smiled a little flirtily. They moved closer and kissed again. It was more passionately this time though. Phil's tounge explored Sam's mouth and she let out a soft moan. They broke apart again, this time for air. "Ok, lets go arrest him then." Sam got out the car. Phil also got out the car and locked the doors.
Bernie answered the door. "Hello. I'm DS Nixon and this is DS Hunter. Sunhill police. We want you to come down to the station with us and answer some questions."
"I'll get my coat." Bernie grunted. He shut the door behind him and followed them to the CID car. They took him to the station and put him in interview room three.
"So Bernie, where were you at half eight this morning?" Sam asked.
"At my house eating breakfast and before you ask no I don't have any witnesses. I was on my own."
"So you didn't attack a woman this morning." Phil put in.
"No, I didn't."
"Well that's funny because a man fitting your description was the person that assaulted a woman. Not only that but what's on your top is exactly what she identified, you know the logo." Sam said.
"Oh wow. So a man looks like me and has the same top as me. You've got brilliant evidence." He said sarcastically.
"The man also said to her and I quote: 'I'm gonna knife you, you black bitch.' Well you were arrested before for racially motivated attacks."
"Yeah, I've passed them days now. I'm moving on."
"Look why don't you just tell us. Did you or did you not attack Aleeysha Stevens?" Phil asked.
Talk about laying your cards on the table! Sam thought.
"No, I didn't." Bernie said clearly.
"Oh ok then. Guess you're not our guy. Didn't exactly think you'd be the kind of person to go back to being a racist assaulter. This guy would possibly make a name of himself though. Attacking Aleeysha. Apparently her boyfriend, Jordan, is one of the richest black families in London. Just think how much people would be terrified of him for taking her on."
Phil caught on to what Sam was doing. Lying to make Bernie admit it. Especially if he thought he'd be feared and known for taking Aleeysha on.
"Hang on, well maybe I did actually do it." Bernie said quickly as Sam and Phil got up. They sat back down. "Well how do I know that your not just saying that because of the rich boyfirend thing." Sam said.
Oh my god, he's so stupid.
"Well the knife I used it caught her side a bit and I got some blood on it by accident why don't you go to my house and get it then that'll prove that I'm guilt-" He stopped talking.
"You just set me up didn't you?" Sam and Phil smiled.
"Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep!! God, how did you fall for that?"
Sam and Phil led him out of the interview and into a cell. "Gutted," Sam muttered to Phil who smiled. They went back to his house and after a small search found the knife.
Later at the pub Sam and Phil sat on a table. They'd gone and picked Abi and Leanne up from the hospital and then brought them to the pub. Sam wanted to show off her gorgeous granddaughter. Some people took it in turns to hold her. Jack was so happy when he saw how happy Sam was with Leanne and Abi. Phil stood up. "Actually I wanna make an announcement. I know some of you will like this as it means extra cash in your pockets, yes don't act like I don't know about the bets, anyway me and Sam have becoma a couple." Everyone cheered. "Finally!" Smithy shouted above everyone.
"Oi Susie, gimme my 20 quid!" Some people exchanged money. Sam smiled and kissed Phil. Her, Phil, Abi and now Leanne were going to be a family. They would make a fresh and happy start now. She smiled ear to ear and so did Phil.
THE END
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Hoped you liked yet another one of my stories.
baby oranges
14-02-2006, 07:22
love this story, it's brilliant!
your such a great writer!
Love this story, it's different to other stuff I've read.
wow! it's so good. and that was an excuse to kiss i think!!
Oh yeah, course it was it's phil!!! actually cores it was it's DREAMY Phil!!!
Footie_Chick
19-02-2006, 15:42
ahhhh wow, this is great!!!!!!!!
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