Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine except for...well, everyone but the Without a Trace characters.

Author's Note: I thought of this story while on a trip to Las Vegas myself. If there's any mistake, it's probably my own (which I hate to admit). Plez RR!

"Welcome to McCarran International Airport. We hope you enjoy your stay in Las Vegas and welcome home to those returning."

Samantha unbuckled her seat belt and gathered up her stuff. Then she turned to the sleeping figure next to her. She planted a kiss on his lips. He stirred slightly.

"Wake up, sleepyhead. We're here." Samantha said softly, kissing him again.

Martin finally opened his eyes, blinking at the light and yawned. He smiled back at her. He looked out the window. "Yup. We are here."

"Of course." Sam got up from her seat and got her bag from the overhead bin. She handed Martin his bag as he got up.

As they talked off the plane, Samantha interlaced their fingers. Martin looked down at their hand and looked back up at her. He leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the lips. Samantha rested her head on his shoulder.

"I'm surprised Jack agreed to give us this weekend off." Samantha said.

"Did you think he'd say no?" Martin asked as he hailed a taxi.

"Well, I don't know. He wasn't particularly happy when we started dating." Sam got into the taxi. "I think he still has feelings for me."

"Hard Rock hotel." Martin told the driver before turning to Samantha. "I'm pretty sure he does but if he didn't want you then he's a fool. I wouldn't believe a man would reject you."

Samantha smiled and kissed him which Martin responded to quite eagerly. "Thank you. I love you, Martin."

"I love you, too, Sam." Martin replied.

They pulled in front of Hard Rock hotel and climbed out. As Martin paid the taxi driver Samantha looked over the hotel. It was painted white and there were bars going across each room window. A giant guitar was by the hotel entrance.

"Wow." Sam said quietly.

"Like it?" Martin came up beside her.

"I love it. How'd you get a room here? It's probably booked full."

Martin held open the door for Samantha. She nodded her thanks and stepped in. The room was lit by slot machines; poker tables were everywhere. In front of her were outfits worn by some famous singers. Sam could almost see out to the pool from where she stood.

"I've got connections." He grinned at her. "Come on. Let's check in."

"If the rest of Vegas are like this I never want to leave." Sam said still in awe.

Martin laughed and kissed her. "You'll love Vegas."

"Hi. Welcome to Hard Rock." The attractive woman behind the counter said.

"Hi. Martin Fitzgerald. I booked a room for two." He showed her his ID.

She checked her computer. "Okay. You're in room 436."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. Enjoy your stay." The woman gave Martin one last look over before handing him the key. Samantha glared back.

"She was hitting on you!" Sam said when the woman was out of earshot.

Martin chuckled, walking towards the elevator. "Really?"

"Yeah, she was. I don't want anyone hitting on my man." Sam said firmly.

Martin kissed her again and Sam let herself enjoy it. But she didn't get to enjoy the kiss for too long since they were interrupted.

"Martin?"

They turned away from their kiss to look where the voice came from. A woman their age stood there. She had beautiful, striking features which her strawberry blond hair complimented. Her body was perfect for a model which was now clad in a green bathing suit. She took off her sunglasses to reveal emerald eyes that watched Martin and Samantha.

"Martin? Martin Fitzgerald?" She took a step closer.

"Allie?" Martin asked.

"Oh my gosh, it is you!"

Samantha took a step back and watched as Martin and the woman he called "Allie" hugged each other. She wondered how they knew each other.

Martin took a step away to look at Allie. "Wow, Allie. It's been years since I saw you. How've you been?"

"Good. Still a model." Allie smiled. "And you?"

"FBI but working in Missing Persons in New York." Martin looked over to Sam and offered his hand which she took. When she got closer, Martin wrapped an arm around her waist. Sam noticed Allie eyeing Martin. "Allie, I'd like you to meet my girlfriend and colleague, Samantha Spade. Sam, this is-"

"Allison McKal, Martin's old high school friend. Most people call me Allie thought." Allie offered her hand. Out of the corner of Sam's eye she saw Martin give Allie a weird look.

Sam took her hand. "Nice to meet you, Allie."

"You staying here at Hard Rock?" Allie asked.

"Yeah, we are." Martin replied.

"Cool. So am I. You'll love it here." She checked her watch. "Crap, it's 8. I've gotta run. Maybe we'll run into each other."

"Sure." Martin said.

They exchanged good-byes and Allie took off towards a hotel door. When she was out of earshot, Sam turned to Martin. "High school friend?"

Martin looked down at her. "Yeah. We went out for awhile."

He didn't say anymore but Sam figured it out. She asked softly, "High school sweetheart?"

He nodded slowly but forced a small laugh. "Yeah. She was. I loved her and she felt the same way...or so I thought." He leaned down to kiss her. "Doesn't matter anymore. I love you now."

Sam smiled back at him but she could tell Martin still had feelings for Allie. She said nothing. Silence just passed between them as neither of them spoke.

Finally Martin said, "Let's go to our room."

Sam nodded.

When they reached room 436, Martin opened the door to let Sam in first. As she entered, Sam gasped.

The room was just as nice as the hotel but a bit plain. The bathroom was off to her right as the bed was. Two chairs stood directly in front of the balcony doors with a small table between them. Like she saw from outside, bars went across the balcony doors. A TV and desk were in front of the bed.

Sam put her bag down on a chair and strolled over to the balcony doors, opening them. Her view opened up to the hotel's pools. Martin stood behind her and put his hand on her shoulders, running it up and down her arms.

"Like it?" Martin began kissing her shoulder then going upward.

"Love it." By now, Martin had started kissing and sucking different parts of her neck.

Samantha moaned. She turned around, slipping her arms around his neck. She felt Martin wrap his arms around her waist and held her. Samantha kissed him.

"What do you want to do tonight?" She asked.

"I don't know. I was thinking about staying her..."Martin grinned, a gleam showing in his eyes.

"Ooo, I think I like what you're thinking." She grinned.

"I know you will."

Martin kissed her. He began walking backwards bringing Sam along. Sam let out a laugh when they hit the bed and tumbled on top but Martin's kiss quickly made her forget everything as she lost herself with him.

I've got more written I'm just a tad bit 2 lazi 2 type it up. i'll finish it up soon.