Samantha Spade walked out the door of the small up-town restaurant and grabbed a hold of her boyfriend's arm.

"Dinner was wonderful. Thank you so much for taking me," she commented.

"Anything for you," Martin Fitzgerald kissed Sam's head, and then put his arm around her holding her close.

"It's such a beautiful night. You want to go for a walk in the park?"

Martin looked down at his companion and smiled. "I'd love to." Sam smiled and snuggled up closer to Martin.

The couple strolled through the park and just laughed and held each other and shared small kisses back and forth. All of a sudden, Samantha stopped walking and stood on the pathway.

"Is something wrong?" Martin asked.

Sam smiled at the concern in his voice, and just shook her head. "No, nothing's wrong. It's just that, these boots weren't made for walking and I'm thinking I won't be able to walk all over you." She smiled at her corny joke, and then reached down to rub her tired feet.

"Is that all? Well, I wouldn't want you to be in pain." Martin surprised Sam by quickly picking her up and slinging her over his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Sam laughed.

"My woman is hurt, and as the man, I shall make sure she is no longer harmed."

"You're out of your mind! Now put me down!"

Martin laughed, and then put Sam down. "Why? So you can complain some more and later trick me into giving you a foot massage?"

"Damn, you know me too well."

"I bet those boots don't even hurt your feet."

"Oh yeah? You want to try them on and see how bad they hurt?"

Martin smiled his gorgeous smile. "No thanks, I'll pass. But did you ever stop to think that maybe it's not the shoes." Sam gave him a confused look. "Maybe you're just out of shape." Martin quickly took off running down the path.

"You better run!" Sam yelled and took off after him. "You're ass is mine, Fitzgerald!"

"I thought it already was, Spade!" Martin called back. Sam picked up the speed and soon caught up to Martin, but lost her balance and started to fall, but quickly grabbed onto Martin's arm and pushed him down so that he cushioned her fall.

"Now, what did you say earlier about me being in shape?" Sam asked.

Martin laughed. "I said, that you are in excellent shape and that I should never doubt you."

Sam smiled in victory. "That's what I thought you said." She leant down and kissed him. Just as he remembered to kiss back, she pulled away and got up. She then held out a hand to help him up. "As punishment for what you said earlier, I will allow you to carry me home since now my feet hurt worse than ever."

Martin just chuckled. "All right, that's fair. Get on, Spade." He turned around so Sam could hop onto his back. He instantly started moaning and groaning as he walked with her on his back, but Sam refused to get off.

"My strong hero," she mumbled, rolling her eyes.

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Martin smiled at the memory of that night in the park. He couldn't believe that that had happened only one week earlier. If someone had told him then that he would be in a hospital room where Sam was 20 hours away from death, well, he probably would've hit them and then not believed it.

It was now three o'clock in the morning, and Sam's condition had not improved. Even as she lay on the bed, wasting away, to Martin she still looked as beautiful as ever. He only wished that she could wake up so he could tell her in person. He even knew how she'd react. She would roll her eyes, say a sarcastic comment, and then brush it off acting as if she didn't care when Martin really saw her eyes starting to tear up every time he said it.

He took Sam's warm hand – the warmth gave Martin hope – and kissed the back of it, his lips lingering. "Don't worry baby," he whispered, "I'm going to catch the bastard that did this and make him pay. Just wake up for me so we can be happy again. Please, sweetheart, I can't live without you. Please wake up," Martin started to cry, and kissed Sam's hand again.

His only response was the beeping of machines and the feel of a warm hand.

A/N: tear lol Sorry it was kind of short, and I promise to update soon! I double promise!

Up to come:

A painful interrogation

A surprise visitor

And a conclusion to Sam's condition: will she live or die? Only time will tell. hehehe