She entered the waiting room with Danny to see everyone else there too; apparently she was the last to know. Vivian was sitting quietly with a worried look on her face; Elena was sitting next to Vivian looking equally worried, while Jack was pacing the room like a caged tiger.
"How is he?" she asked as soon as she got there.
"It doesn't look good. He's already flat-lined once and they got him back for the time," Jack said and almost as soon as Jack said that the doctor walked out. Everyone's attention was focused on the doctor and his solemn face.
"We lost him," he sighed. Samantha felt her knees buckle and Danny quickly grabbed her and pulled her into a hug. Jack clenched his eyes closed. He felt it was his fault Martin had gotten shot; he was supposed to Martin's back-up and he let him get shot.
"I'm sorry, Sam," Danny whispered as he continued to hold Samantha close.
The funeral had been hard to attend. Martin's family had decided to go with a closed casket funeral and just place a picture of Martin beside it. Martin looked so happy in the picture, grinning goofily almost as if he was about to stick out his tongue. Danny, Elena and Vivian had decided to sit near the front, unlike Samantha, who had chosen to sit at the back of the church. Jack was the last to show up and had slipped in just as the service was about the start; he also sat near the back. Samantha thought that it was possibly the longest and the hardest funeral she had ever attended.
Hours later she was sitting alone in her apartment, Martin was gone, and the apartment was incredibly quiet. She heard a soft tap on the door and knew almost instantly it was Danny.
"Sam?" he called out when she didn't answer. She sat on the couch with her knees pulled against her chest and continued to ignore him; this wasn't the way she wanted him to see her. Jack had called later that afternoon and told her she could have a couple days off, but she had told him that she would rather come into work. She wasn't sure what she was going to do now. Her apartment seemed empty and lonely and the saddest part was that she had told Martin only the day before that she was pregnant.
The next day at work was awkward. Martin's desk was unoccupied and looked depressingly empty--none of Martin's random pictures were there, his Rubix cube was gone and there were no food wrappers of any kind on his desk. Danny's voice behind her startled her and caused her to jump.
"Hey, I would have thought you would have been at home," he said quietly.
"No, it's too depressing there," she said.
Danny nodded, he couldn't imagine how she felt; just coming to work and seeing Martin's desk unoccupied was depressing enough for him.
"You'll get through it," he said, giving her a quick, friendly hug.