Title: DANGEROUS LIFE

Author: Julian's Angel

Rating: PG-13

Summary: There's a psycho out there but what does he want? Read to find out... :) SJR

Category: Action/Romance

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Cynthia Saunders, Sanders/Moser Production and NBC of the show Profiler. I just borrowed them for my story and don't get any money.

A/N: I know there aren't enough SJ stories out there. So i began a new one...lol Hope you guys like it.

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Chapter 1

At the VCTF

Bailey sat in his office and flicked through an old file as John opened the door, "Bailey, a young woman was found in a little cottage outside the city" he told his boss with a phone in his hand. Bailey closed the file, "Jesus, are there any suspects?" he asked, frowning.

"No, but the team is on the way already. Sam and I just wanted to say goodbye and… I call you tomorrow okay", John told him and wanted to shut the door.

"Wait John, what are you talking about? I'm ready with my work here, so I'm coming with you," Bailey grabbed his car keys and stood up from his black leather chair.

"Huh, uhm… seems you forgot that your flight to New Jersey goes in… 2 hours", he reminded him.

"My flight?" Bailey looked at his watch, "oh no, today is…" he glanced at his calendar.

"Saturday, right…", John finished his sentence.

"Damn it, the wedding… it totally slipped my mind", Bailey scratched his head.

"Don't worry, if you hurry you'll catch the plane." John told him.

"But…" Bailey started.

"No buts, Bailey. You'll have to go now. Otherwise you are dead, or do you think your sister ever forgives you, if you tell her you miss her wedding because of a psycho?" John grinned, "so, have fun okay… I'll call you, bye!" he shut the door and left a speechless Bailey in his office.

Then he walked to Sam's desk, "Are you ready?"

"Yep, let's go", she took her coat from the wardrobe next to the door and they left the VCTF.

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At the little cottage

"Sam, John… Come on," Nathan said, while the three of them walked into the cottage, "there they found the woman." Nathan pointed at a bloody spot on a white carpet in the middle of the room.

"Do we know who she was?" Sam asked, while she looked around the room to find something.

"Yes, uhm…," Nathan took out a little memo pad, "her name was Julie Johnson. She worked at the Atlanta Journal-Constitution as a free journalist. The owner of this cottage is her boyfriend… his name is… uhm… Todd Willis."

"And where is he now?" John asked.

"George already tries to find it out." Nathan explained

"Okay and how she's been killed?"

"She was strangled and had a stab wound in her back. She was alive as the killer left, because she called the emergency herself. But she was dead, when they arrived." Nathan said, "Okay, I'm looking for George… maybe he figures something out", with these words he left the cottage.

Sam walked through the rooms, trying to find out what happened a few hours ago, but there was nothing noticeable. Pictures on the wall, a shelf full of books, a rocking chair in the corner right from the window and a tennis cup on the mantelpiece.

"Did you find something?" John asked, watching her from behind.

"Not really John…" then she perceived a photograph of Julie and Todd, apparently from their last holiday in California . Sam sighed, because she could see how happy they were.

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Same time, somewhere else

A man sat in front of a monitor and watched Sam, walking through the little cottage. He touched the screen and smiled, "I can see you Samantha. You're so going to pay what you've done to me."

A few days ago, he installed small cameras in every room of the cottage, and nobody noticed it. He knew that Sam would work on this case, because she was the only qualified Profiler in Atlanta .

"I'll get you. And nobody… nobody can stop me. " his eyes were still focused on the screen, grinning.

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At the little cottage

"Uhm, John?"

"Yeah, what?" John asked, while he examined a big wooden desk in front of the window.

"The police is ready with their securing of evidence, aren't they?" Sam asked.

"I think so… Sam, there is absolutely nothing. No evidences where we can find this 'Todd' or who killed Julie," he leant back on the wooden chair and sighed, "I think we have to wait for the results of the autopsy. Maybe we know a little bit more then."

Sam turned round to face John, "Do you think it was Jack?" she asked him with a worried look.

"Actually not, or did you find a message for you or something else?" John replied.

"No" Sam admitted, "okay, then… let's go. I have to pick up Chloe from the dance school and I don't want to be late.

"Okay, then let's go" John smiled and left the cottage together with Sam.

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At Sam's house

It was in the middle of the night, when Sam heard her little daughter crying and screaming in her room. Sam didn't sleep, because she was sill working on the "Johnson case" since she got home.

Immediately she ran into Chloe's room, where she found her sitting on the bed, tears were running down her cheeks.

"Hey baby", Sam rushed to Chloe's side and took her in her arms to comfort her, "what happened? Why are you crying, sweetheart?" Sam asked her with a soft voice.

"There was a man in my room, mummy", Chloe told her, still sobbing but she felt definitely better, since she was in her mothers arms.

Sam looked across the room to be sure there was nobody and tried to calm her daughter down, "Chloe, look… there's nobody… it was just a nightmare."

"No, no… there was a bad guy in my room, I swear", Chloe started crying again.

"Hey, ssssh… it's okay. I'm here now", she held her tight in her arms, rubbing her back slightly.

'It was just a nightmare' Sam thought, but then she saw the open window. "Chloe, did you open the window before you went to bed?" she asked in a worried tone.

"No, when I started to scream the bad guy ran away through the window", she answered her and looked into her mothers face with tears in her eyes, "I'm scared, I don't want the bad guy coming back".

Sam was shocked. She couldn't believe there was someone in her daughter's room, but after what Chloe told her, she got scared too.

"We can't stay here, the person will probably come back", Sam thought, "Chloe, come on we have to go", she got up and put a pair of shoes on Chloe's tiny feet.

"Will the bad guy come back?" Chloe asked her with wide eyes.

"Maybe, that's way we can't stay here okay", she tried to give her a small smile, "take Mr. Fluffy and let's go… we have to hurry."

Sam ran back in her room und put on her shoes and a jacket.

On one side, she was relieved that Angel wasn't at home this week, but on the other side she would feel so much better, if she wasn't alone. She hated to be alone. She hated to be alone in this stupid house in the middle of nowhere.

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So, what do you think? Should i go on? Please, i love to get feedback... R&R!