I'm not good at case-files, so this is uhn... Romance and all with flashbacks and stuff k?

Oh, and since I decided to update this, can I get a WOOHOO?! lol. Sorry for the so much lack of updates and thanks to Carol for not letting forget this story as well xD

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It happened so fast calling Jack to tell him about Sam missing and then looking around for anything suspicios things. Things that may indicate struggling--the found none. Evidence... Anything...

"Does she keep a diary? A journal or something? Those would come in handy right now," Danny asked Martin as he walked into the bedroom to find Martin sitting at the edge of the silk covered bed tracing the edges of a framed picture.

"Uhn..."

"You okay, man?" Danny asked Martin. He didn't seem okay. The whole time when they realised what was happenng, he stayed uiet and to himself. Danny needed him to talk, especially since Martin has been the closest to Sam as they all will ever be in the past year.

"Yeah, I'm alright. It's Sam that we've got to worry about," Martin stated rubbing his watery eyes putting the picture back where he knew it belonged--at her bedside table next to the alarm clock; where he insisted it should be placed at.

"She does keep a journal, it's in her office," Martin told Danny not meeting his gaze. Danny just nodded and went into th second bedroom which much to his surprise, had changed since the last time he was there.

The room was repainted;red--Sam's favorite color. The book self had been moved to the left wall while the right wall was occupied with a portrait of her and Martin and a solo of both of them. It really seemed to Danny that they were more than just sleeping together, they loved each other. Or at least Sam did, for her to do these things. She must love him deeply.

Danny walked over to he table which sat at the far end of the room, and again, there stood a picture frame, where he recognized was the one he took of the two. Making a mental note that he should ask them for their gratitude on that, he looked in the first drawer and saw it. It looked like the diary of little ten year old by the cover of it, but Danny knew what was inside of it, was far more complex than the crush stories of a ten year old. It was Sam's life. Sam's oh so complicated life.

Opening it, he started to read the first page...

I had to start a new notebook. I filled the other one. I didn't even notice since I haven't written here for so long. Martin had told me that it's good that I have one--or a collection I should say. He says it's good because in case I get amnesia (which we also had a playful fight about), I could always turn to the diaries to help me know who I am. I knew I kept these for a reason!

Back to the reason that I haven't been writting in this notebook(or the one before it) for so long is because I spend waaayyy to much time with Martin and in his palace as he likes to call it(I'm sure I've mentioned it somewhere in the previous notebook before)

Today's case was exhausting. A woman--similar to me--disappearing. I hate that. She ran away from her family because she couldn't take it anymore (something we all know I did once) and... I'm just glad that Martin helped me throught it. Helping me cope with it and all.

Now I have to go, he's calling me. I think he needs help paiting this whole room because he's doing a poor job (what do you expect? He's high-maintinance complete with a maid and all). I'd rather stay here and enjoy the view though (his nice firm ass). Did I mention I love him? I don't know if I ever did. Do... Well, now. I do have written it. It's official. I love him.

Yours,

Samantha Spade(-Fitzgerald)

Danny looked at it and smiled. That was... It wasn't helpful to their investigation, but it was nice to know that Sam had been happy when she was with Martin. He wondered why Martin had broken it off, maybe that's why she ran? Or did she even run? He was certainly considering it now, with how she had explained she loved Martin only in one page, the break up--he guessed--would've destroyed her. Flipping his phone open, Danny had called Jack telling him about her diaries, Jack ad ordered to read them because they might just hold something about her that they don't know leading them to her. Hopefully there was.

"Did you find it?" Martin asked walking inside the room. Danny looked up at him and nodded his head.

"Where are the rest of them?"

"Rest of what?"

"Her journals--notebooks. Whatever she called it,"

"It's uhm..." Martin said walking over to the filing cabinet net to the book shelf and opening it. "Right here. Why? You found something?"

"Nope," Danny said. It wasn't really a lie. He really didn't find anything. He just assumed something. "Just thought they would be helpful into tracking Samantha down. Are you sure you don't know a place where she would go to think?"

"No," he denied. At least he didn't think she would dare to go there anymore. It was too far and... It was his spot that turned to their spot that turned back into his. It wasn't her anymore and he doubted it was ever.

"Okay, well... I called Jack a little beforeLet's start reading the journals and see what we get out of them," Danny said. "You want to start with this one?" he asked offering Martin the notebook he just recently read a page of.

"Sure," Martin said taking the notebook and starting at the first page.

For hours to come, everything was silent as they read about how life was like in Sam's point of view...

Hope I didn't disapoint you guys with this update...

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