Disclaimer: I do not own Without A Trace or any of the characters. If only i did...

Pairing: JackSam (DUH!)

Note: I hope you like this story, i started writing it ages ago but got writers block and then i just had an idea and continued so here it is and please review cause it means so much to me. O yeah, there will be lots of random flashback throughout, some of them will have relivence to the storyline some that wont lol.

To Me Too by mrs-sanders

"Baby! I need a little help!" Sam called her husband from the shower. "Baby!" Over eight months pregnant some things were beginning to piss her off. Like the fact she could even shave her own legs! And the fact that her husband was completely ignoring her. "Baby!"

"What is it Sam?" Jack entered the bathroom, by now used to being at her back and call. "I gotta be at work soon. And Viv'll flip if I'm late. Cause I was late yesterday, and the day before and the day before that and we were late everyday last week."

Sam giggled at the thought of why they were late last week. And why Jack was late this week. "Just come here and shave my legs. I'm going to go get some baby stuff today and I wanna wear that gorgeous oversized skirt you bought me last week."

Jack looked at his watch and sighed. Knowing he was going to be late, yet again he took the razor off Sam and began to de-fuzz her legs. "You know the skirt is only oversized because you're too fat to fit into a regular-sized one."

The look on Sam's face immediately gave Jack the impression he had said the wrong thing. "Oh no, you did not just call me fat."

"Honey, I did not mean it like that. I meant you're round, like beautifully-with-child round." Jack could see himself digging his own grave. Damn, why did he open his mouth?

Sam felt no sympathy for Jack, he had dug his own grave on this one and, thanks to all the pregnancy hormones, was gonna lie in it for the rest of the day. "Just finish shaving my legs and get out of here."

Jack knew better than to argue with Sam, she was completely unreasonable these days and he wanted to live to see the birth of his child. He just finished up with Sam's legs and left the apartment. He would be late for work again but hopefully, Viv would understand.

Jack was relived when he got to work and saw Viv wasn't in her office yet. He quietly slipped into his chair and quickly got some paperwork out.

"Late again, Jack?" Jack heard Danny's smug voice behind him. Danny was Sam's best friend and had been since he came to New York city. Although Danny was gay Jack was secretly wary of his and Sam's relationship, he knew the told each other everything and Jack wondered what personal facts about him Danny knew.

"Shut up Danny. I'm not in the mood." Jack knew he was being harsh but chances were Danny already knew about his and Sam's 'fight'.

"Oh wow. You weren't having sex." He only responded with a 'what do you think' look before getting some paperwork out of a draw and beginning to write up a report from a recent case. He tried really hard to actually get what happened down on paper but as he remembered what happened he just felt as thought he was going to cry…

Jack and Sam approached the door of the suspect they now had enough evidence to charge with the kidnap, rape and murder of a NYU med student who's body had been found a couple of days earlier after she had disappeared a week earlier.

Jack knew this man was dangerous as they suspected him of doing the same thing to four other NYU students and he hadn't wanted to bring his pregnant wife to arrest him as he worried constantly for safety but Sam had insisted with Viv that she was there to get the scum bag off the street.

They crashed the apartment door down and began to clear all the rooms separately. As Jack cleared the bathroom he heard a scream and a lot of struggling from the bedroom. In a mad rush he made a dash for the bedroom but as he entered the sitting room the suspect emerged from the bedroom with Sam and a gun to her right temple.

Jack saw his world before him and feared the loss of the love of his life and his unborn child who he already ready loved with his whole heart. He saw the scared look in Sam's eyes and knew she didn't want to leave her anymore then he wanted her to leave him.

"Move an inch and a bullet goes straight into her brain." The tall, blonde male grunted. Jack felt helpless. He couldn't try and save her because by doing that he would be condemning her to death. He tried to think of everything he had been taught about negotiation but, as he had experienced with the bookstore incident, when he knew Sam was in trouble his mind drew a blank and he became irate and irrational.

"I swear to you now if you hurt her you will never get away because I will kill you, even if you do go to jail, I'll commit a crime just to get sent to the same prison as you so I can kill you there." Jack cursed himself as soon as he had finished with his little speech. He knew he was probably making things worse but he couldn't help it.

"Am I supposed to be scared by your empty threats?"

"Believe me, they're not empty. You end my world, I'll end yours." Jack knew the look in his eyes was fierce and he really wanted Sam to see what was underneath his anger – pain and most of all, fear.

"Are there any other cops here?"

"We're not cops, we're with the FBI but yes, there is another cop here. A homicide detective." Jack has felt himself calm down a little and was trying to cooperate with the suspect.

"Go talk to him, tell him I leave this apartment and get on the subway and I'll leave her at the station before I get on the train."

Jack had no choice, he had to free Sam from that physco's grasp and this was the only way to do it, even if they were letting a known rapist and killer back on the streets. He knew the detective they had brought with them and most probably he would go along with the plan.

He knew they could get NYPD on every subway stop on this network and grab their guy when he got off his train. So, having nothing to lose, he simply nodded at the suspect and slowly left the apartment to talk to Detective Olivia McEntee.

"Jack, is everything ok in there? I swear I heard Samantha screaming. I was gonna come in but you hadn't cleared the place and sometimes, you know, my hearing's not at it's best." Detective McEntee looked visibly nervous but Jack knew it was just in his nature to worry about screwing up.

"Yeah, Olivia you heard right. That physco's got her at gun point in there and I'm not about to let anything happen to her or my kid ok, so here's the plan, it's not strictly protocol but that freak'll end up in jail and everything'll be ok so we have to do this ok?" Jack was shaking but was determined not to let Detective McEntee see his irrational side so he tried his best to keep a professional demure.

"I dunno Jack, I mean if we don't go by the book and something goes wrong I could be in serious trouble." She was always worrying but Jack knew she would cave quite easily.

"Please. All you do is let me, Sam and him out of here and to the subway station. As soon as we've left you get on the phone to NYPD and get a couple of officers to every subway stop so we can pick this guy up when he gets off his train. I'll walk him and Sam to the platform so I can be sure he doesn't take her away with him. Please do this for me Livvie. I can't lose her ok?" Reluctantly Detective McEntee nodded in agreement and sighed as Jack walked back into the apartment.

As Jack entered the apartment again he saw Sam and the suspect had taken a seat on the couch so he followed suit and perched on an armchair directly across from them. Once again Jack saw fear in Sam's eyes and that scared him.

"Everything's gonna happen but I have to come with you to the subway station to make sure that you don't take Samantha with you."

"Samantha, that's a pretty name, and ok, now let's go." The suspect stood and as he did he forcefully pulled Sam up with him. He curved around some furniture and headed toward the exit. Jack followed and as the suspect and Sam began to make their way down the stairs he nodded to Detective McEntee to make the call to NYPD.

They crossed the street and then ducked down into the subway station. As the approached the platform the suspect would be catching his train from Jack made a mental note of the line and the direction so he could give more specific instructions to NYPD.

As a train pulled up the blonde made his way to the carriage with Sam and as he boarded the train he shoved Sam back onto the platform and into Jack's arms.

They had stopped the suspect as he was getting off the subway in Manhattan but tears came to Jack's eyes as he remembered how Sam had cried for hours that night and how through her sobs she had opened her heart fully and told Jack everything there was to know about how she felt for him.

"… so that should be fun and Sam's temporary replacement starts tomorrow. I don't know about them though. I just don't think anyone can compare to little Sammy… Jack! Are you even listening to me!" Jack was shook out of his daydream by Danny's constant chatter.

"Sorry." Danny sighed in disbelief. "I was just thinking about a case a few weeks ago." It was the truth, although if he had told Danny which case he would have probably told him to stop thinking about it because it was all in the past.

"Well, I was just saying, Sam's temporary replacement for the time she's on maternity leave starts tomorrow."

"Yeah. I hope they're nice." Jack just couldn't see how anyone could be as nice and perfect as Sam though.

TBC...

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