A/N: One time vignette, inspired by the latest episode. Samantha's POV.
Timeline: Scenes throughout 'In the Dark', the Season Three Premiere.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters on 'Without a Trace', but the ideas are mine.
A Night to Forget
"Damn it." 'Not now. I'm busy, I'm finally doing something for myself. Why can't the world just let me have an hour for myself.' But Samantha knew that she had to answer the ringing phone, had to respond to the call of duty, because she was, first and foremost, an FBI agent. Before she answered she tried to slow her breathing, which was difficult considering the position she was in. "Spade," she answered while she gazed up at Martin's impatient eyes. She could tell that he was having trouble keeping himself from ripping the phone from her hand and continuing as if there were no interruption.
But Samantha knew her priorities and after agreeing to be at the parent's house of a missing person in thirty minutes she knew she didn't have any more time for herself. She made a half-hearted effort to push Martin off of her, "I've got to go to work." He was reluctant, obviously he wanted to finish what they had started, but this time she was saved by the ringing of his phone. Finally, with a sigh of frustration, Martin rolled off of her to answer is own phone. She took the opportunity to rise so that Martin would have no opportunity to make her late to the interview. She entered the bathroom and without looking back at him heard Martin answer his phone.
Martin had called a cab to take them; she figured that it was okay to arrive together as long as no one saw them. She didn't say anything to Martin on the way, she hoped that they could both forget this night. It's wasn't that she didn't want to have sex with him, it was just that they worked together and she knew how hard it was to hide a relationship from your co-workers. Or if they were public with their 'relationship' she'd never hear the end of it from Danny and she knew that it wasn't a good way to get herself promoted within the Bureau. She'd already had one affair with a co-worker, she didn't want to look like the office slut who sleeps her way to the top. By the time they arrived at the Cruz home, she had decided that she would pretend that tonight never happened and hope that Martin would do the same.
'Whew, long day, but a productive one. Thank god that both women were alive, but it's frustrating that we won't be able to charge Trent Barker with much. Hopefully he learned his lesson. I don't know if I should be congratulating Danny and Martin for a job well done or chastising them for ruining the prosecution's case. Oh, well, I'll think about it tomorrow, now all I want is a warm bed and a good night's sleep.'
Samantha looked around and saw that she was all alone with Martin. 'Whoops, why couldn't I have just ducked out before Danny? I wish I could make a break for it, but I know that I have to say something to him.' "Well, you just got your head handed to you."
He smiled mischievously, "Wouldn't be the first time."
"I guess some things around here won't change too much."
She could feel Martin's eyes bore into her and she willed him to avoid the subject of their intimate encounter. "I was thinking some things will though."
Samantha gave him a quizzical look, knowing what was coming. 'I'll have to work on my Jedi mind powers,' she thought. Still hoping to be wrong she asked, "What do you mean?"
She could hear Martin sigh to himself, annoyed that she was making him spell it out. "I mean you and me. We, uh, sort of got interrupted this morning."
Samantha's face remained unchanged as she agreed, "Yeah, we did." She tried hard not to react to what he was proposing
Martin seemed unfazed by her lack of enthusiasm and continued, "I'll walk out ahead of you."
Without thinking Samantha blurted out, "Okay." There was that part of her that wanted him and she was left unfulfilled this morning. Martin stepped around Samantha and headed out of the office. She watched as he rounded the corner to head for the stairs.
When he was gone, her brain re-engaged. 'What am I doing? I was going to ignore last night not repeat it,' she criticized herself. 'I was going to tell him that it was a mistake, but he obviously doesn't think it was. Argh, when did life get so complicated?' But knowing that she wouldn't stand Martin up she headed out of the office too.
She rounded the corner toward the stairs and realized that she'd forgotten her purse at her desk. She turned back and saw a man entering the office she had just left. He was turned away from her so she could only see his back. She thought it was a strange time for a visitor, but noticed something familiar about him. She watched him casually walk toward Vivian's office and she realized that the stranger was Jack. 'What is he doing here? I thought he'd be in Chicago by now.' She took in his disheveled appearance and stooped shoulders; her curiosity was peaked. Immediately her rendezvous with Martin was forgotten and she took a step toward Jack.
A/N: I'm not claiming that this is what I want to happen on the show, I just didn't think that Samantha looked as eager to pick up where they left off as Martin did and know from hours of television viewing that the producers and writers will not let Samantha and Martin be the happy couple so soon, if ever!