NEW STORY! This one isn't going to be updated as regulary as the the last two, maybe once or twice a week. But reviewing might give me motivation to update a little faster *hint hint* So tell me what you think.

"Samantha I need to you," Danny said franticly when he arrived at the blonds desk.

"Why," Elena asked sitting down at her own desk that was next to Samantha's.

"Privately," Danny added motioning for Samantha to follow him.

"This had better be good," she sighed once they were alone.

"I did something really stupid."

"Do you mean a normal stupid or just stupid for you?"

"Stupid for me."

"What did you do this time?"

Danny took a deep breath which peaked Samantha's curiosity. Danny hardly ever gets worried or flustered about anything, so for him to be like this now, "Don't tell me you killed someone."

"What? No, it's not that, what I did has to at least ten times worse."

"Ten times worse? Are you drinking again," she asked gently, "because if you are we're all here to help, no one will judge you.

"I'm not drinking, that's been behind me for almost ten years."

"Then what is it?"

"I slept with Martin," he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You what?"

"I know, I know…"

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because, I'm regretting it and I left before he could wake up and…"

"So it was a wham-bam-thank-you-mama type thing?"

"I don't even think I said thank you."

"Danny."

"I know."

Samantha sighed, "I guess that explains why he called in sick today."

"He called out?"

"Yeah, Danny you should go talk to him and straighten things out between you two before things get bad."

~.~.~.~.~

Martin clung even tighter to his pillow. This morning he woke up and stretched out, hands reaching for the warm body that should be there, but instead his hands fell on cold sheets. He searched for a bit longer before opening his eyes to find no one there. He blinked and rubbed his eyes. He frowned when he saw no one. His arms came back to himself slowly wrapping in a protective hug. He felt like someone just put a ton of bricks on his chest. He let out a small whimper trying not to cry.

He thought what had happened between him and Danny last night would be the start of something, but now it was clear that Danny didn't feel the same way, "Don't cry," he mumbled burying his face into the pillow, "Don't" he let out a chocked sob. He couldn't stop the tears from flowing down his face.

TBC...