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'Sam what the hell happened?',
I asked as he walked into the house, I grabbed his arm and stopped him from walking,
'nothing it's fine',
Sam said trying to push me off, I raised my hand to his chin and began to inspect his face,
'don't you even try and pull that crap with me Hanna',
I said grabbing his hand and pulling him into the downstairs bathroom, he shook his head at me, he looked like he was about to argue with what I was doing,
'Sam sit down',
I said sternly pointing towards the toilet (which had the lid down obviously). Sam unwillingly obliged and sat down shaking his head at me slightly. I began to look around the bathroom for a first aid kit but I couldn't find it,
'I'm going to grab my first aid kit and if you aren't here when I get back I will not hesitate to kill you myself',
I said slightly threatening him, he nodded his head. I quickly grabbed the first aid kit and made my way back to the bathroom. Sam looked up at me I slowly stood in between his legs so I could fix up his face, Sam's hands made their way on to my hips, his thumbs slowly rubbed back and forward,
'Sam I don't want to see you come home like this again okay especially when we both know this didn't happen on a mission'.
