A/N : This is a rework of the version I posted over at . Jack and Sam never had an affair. This is Smarty fluff/angst. Enjoy and please review.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of without a trace. This fic was inspired by all the fanfiction I have read and of course the show itself.

Chapter 1

Martins' POV

I am a bit apprehensive about today. I hope my new colleagues don't give me too much of a hard time, yet I'd hardly bee surprised if they did me being Victor Fitzgerald's' kid and all. I am particularly nervous about seeing Samantha again; my heart aches every time I see her. I hope that she has managed to move on with her life after what happened. As I walk towards the team I can't help but look at that golden blonde hair but every time I do I see that little girl skipping happily along beside me. I am pulled out of my thoughts when Jack starts to introduce me to the rest of the group. Vivian seems nice, sort of the motherly figure of the group. Then there's Samantha the attractive blonde, but so much more to me. Danny barely moves his head; I can sense that he will be tough to work with.

Samantha's' POV

When I heard Martin was to join our team I wasn't sure how I felt. Seeing him brought back so many memories, good and bad. As Jack started to introduce the team to him I found myself lost in those blue eyes again. It took all I had not to fall apart right there. I was reminded of my sweet little girl whenever I looked into those eyes and it hurt but felt good at the same time. I was pulled back to reality by Danny talking to me and focus my efforts on finding Maggie Cartwright.

Samantha was in the bullpen finishing off paperwork after Maggie was found. It had been a long day and now her thoughts drifted to her little girl. The team knew; everyone knew but it wasn't something she talked about. It was just as painful now as it was 5 years ago. She was glad she hadn't been paired off with Martin; working with him would take some adjusting to. She heard someone coming toward the bullpen and looked up. It was Martin and Danny.

"How's the head?" Sam said smirking.

"Uh…ok. Just needed a few stitches." He stuttered.

Danny collected his things and headed off home.

"Night." He mumbled on his way out.

"He'll come round eventually." She said smiling weakly at Martin.

"Shouldn't you be off too; I'm sure that could wait until tomorrow."

"I guess." She said looking down.

"Sam; I hope us working together won't be awkward after what happened."

"No; we'll be fine. It's just tomorrow is…"

"Her birthday…I know." He said taking a seat next to her at the conference table.

"Do you ever think about her?"

"Yeah; all the time. Doesn't get any easier does it?" He replied smiling sadly.

"I know." Sam wiped a stray tear that had fallen onto her cheek.

"I was thinking about heading out to the beach tomorrow. You're welcome to join me if you want."

"Sure; what time?"

"I'll pick you up at 9."

"Ok." She said scribbling down her address and handing it to him.

The following morning Sam woke early. She hadn't slept a lot last night; there was just too much on her mind. She couldn't decide if working with Martin was going to be a good or bad thing. They had pushed each other away until now; in an attempt to numb the pain. It hadn't worked for her and she was sure it hadn't worked for him either. That's why she had taken him up on his offer usually she would sit in her apartment all day on her own; torturing herself with thoughts of that day. He knew exactly how she felt; all the anger, guilt and hurt. It felt like the right time to let him back into her life; she hoped he could remind her of the good times and not just the bad. She heard a knocking at the door and smiled when she opened it; something in his smile reassured her.

"Hey, come on in." She said closing the door behind him.

"Thanks." He looked at her as she gathered her things together. She looked as beautiful as ever; he had to stop himself though. He had no idea how she felt about him. He'd always loved her and had always hoped one day they could be a family again and have more kids together. Things were different now and he'd settle for just being her friend if it meant he could be in her life again.

The drive had gone quite quickly for both of them. Martin pretended to be annoyed by her constant changing of radio station but truthfully he'd missed her and her little quirks. Sam had complained that they talked too much so would change it as soon as the song ended. Martin's taste in music was not to hers which provided her with enough ammunition for the rest of the drive.

"You wanna grab something to eat?" Martin said checking his watch.

Over lunch they caught up filling each other in on what they had been up to over the past few years. Sam felt so comfortable around him; she was glad she had taken him up on his offer. She had to admit she had missed him; those shinning blue eyes, his smile, just everything. She had no idea when it was she realised she loved him but too much had happened since. She was glad to be able to be his friend and would settle for that rather than nothing at all.

After lunch they walked along the beach. It was a beautiful summer's day; the sun was shining and the beach was full of families enjoying their weekend. They walked past them to a quieter part of the beach over by the rocks. They stopped and stood side by side looking out to the ocean.

"Wait for me daddy!"

They both turned to see a little girl who was about 4 running after her dad; he waited and put her onto his shoulders. Sam took a deep breath and looked away.

"You ok?" Martin asked putting his arm lightly round her waist.

She pinched the bridge of her nose feeling the tears coming on. Martin didn't hesitate in pulling her to him. She relaxed into his embrace slipping her arms round his waist and resting her head on his chest.

"It' not fair Martin. She should be here." She chocked before letting the sobs wrack her body.