Chapter 1

She walked into the room and looked around at the huge mess.

What happened and what were they looking for? Picking up the overturned table and some of the pictures that had been so carefully placed on it, she started to panic. What were they looking for? She wondered if she should call someone… were they still there in her apartment? Again panic was starting to set in and she reached for her cell phone.

"Hey, can you come over?"

"Yeah, I will be right there. Are you alright?"

"No, I am not… My apartment is trashed."

"But YOU are alright?"

"Yes. I am fine. I just need you."

"I will be right there."

Fifteen minutes later, she heard a knock on the door. Cautiously she cracked the door and saw that it was him. She opened it up and fell into his arms.

"Thank you so much for coming. I don't know what to do."

"You secured the apartment? They are not still here are they?"

"No, they are not here." She answered. "What could they have wanted?"

"Do you know who would do this?"

"NO!! Unless some dude found out I was trailing him on a case or something."

Her phone rang at that minute startling her.

"Hello?"

"What happened at the office?"

"What do you mean?"

"It is trashed!"

Panic started to rise in her throat again threatening to strangle her. Stealing any shred of sanity that she had left in her at that moment.

"What the heck is going on? I don't get this! I am not even really working on anything important… why is this happening?" Hanging up the phone, she started pacing back and forth.

"Who was that?" He asked.

"I don't understand what they could have been looking for."

"Sam… Who was on the phone?" Jason said startling her out of her rant.

"It was Spinelli. They hit the office too." She looked at Jason with hurt and fear in her eyes. "What do they want Jason? What did I do?"

Jason took Sam in his arms to comfort her. "It will be alright. I will find out who did this and why. Are you gonna be alright?"

"Yes. I am fine." She looked at him laughing, "A little touch and go there for a minute!" She smirked.

He smiled back at her with his little half smile that she had missed so much, and he walked out the door not noticing the man in the dark glasses hiding in the shadows of the hallway.

Walking up to the door, the man looked both ways to make sure that no one would see him break into her apartment. Placing black leather gloves on his hands, he grabbed a small cloth and little vial. He poured the liquid from the vial onto the cloth and turned the knob with the other hand.

Sam looked up with a start when she heard someone behind her burst into her home. She looked at the man with fear and recognition as he came at her and grabbed her. Pinning her arms to her side, he placed the cloth over her nose and mouth.

The last thought before her world went black was Jason. Would she ever see him again? Would she ever be able to tell him…?