I've seen the wicked fruit of your vine
Destroy a man who lacks a strong mind
Human pride sings a vengeful song
Inspired by the times you've been walked on
What if I avenge? What if eye for an eye?
-Creed
Sometimes in life revenge is all you have to get you through the day-Samantha Donovan

She sat up in bed as she heard a baby crying in the next room and she glanced over at her husband he wasn't moving. "Baby did we have the baby all ready?" She went into the baby's room and picked it up she couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl all she knew was that it was hers. She gently stroked the little one's full head of black hair. "Shhh, it's okay Mommy's here for you."
"Not for long."
She froze as she felt the gun barrel on her temple she hadn't even heard anyone sneak up on her. "Please don't not here, not now."
"You know you really should've stayed dead the first time." He pulled the trigger.

Samantha Donovan sat up right in her bed sweat dripping down her face and looked at the clock it was only midnight.
"Nightmare again?"
She laid back down to meet her husband's concerned gaze. "It was nothing I'm fine just dreamed the baby was born with two heads."
"Very funny you're lieing of course. Sam this has been going on for over two weeks now you're barely getting any sleep this can't be healthy for you or the baby."
"I'm fine just really emotional that's all." She sniffed she could all ready feel the tears coming on and she hated herself for it. "I hate this and I've got this horrible feeling it's going to get worse before it gets better. It's only been two months and the littlest things make me cry."
"I thought it was cute when you cried over the that episode of 'Blue's Clues'."
"I'm never watching children's television again until it's old enough. When I think about that poor stupid man on that show." She started to sob. "And I hate doing anything considered cute."
He pulled her close and ran his hand down her back. "This isn't turning out exactly like we'd planned is it?"
"No," she mumbled into his bare chest.
He closed his eyes having her this close to him her lips brushing against his chest was arousing him and that was something she didn't need right now."
She nuzzled her face against his chest and felt his breath catch. "Frank?"
"Hmmmm?"
"I'm upset and you're getting turned on by it aren't you?"
"No, never."
She closed her eyes and snuggled up against him. "Well, okay if you're not up for it."
He grinned. "I never said that."
When the alarm went off at six he dragged himself out of bed, got dressed, and leaned down to kiss her gently on the cheek then he went further down to her stomach. "Try and take it easy on your poor mother till you get here she's all I've got." He pulled the blanket up to her chin and headed for work.

UC Headquarters
Frank walked over to the table where his team sat. "Good morning."
Jake smiled and tossed a file at him. "We located the shooter DeMarco tried to cut a deal."
Monica stood up. "Theodore 'Teddy' Stephanopolus hit man for hire used to assist the FBI in profiling since he's an expert at reading his prey finding their weakness and exploiting it." She glanced at Frank to see his reaction.
He kept his eyes on the file he didn't want anyone especially his team to know just how much it pained him to be his wife's only known weakness. "Where is he now?"
"In hiding but," Monica leaned forward on the table, "I've located his weakness."
"Then let's exploit it." He tossed the file on the table and headed for his office.
Monica caught up with him. "How's she doing?"
"Fine, why?"
"She hasn't been around lately you'd think she'd want to be in on this he could've killed her."
"Yes, he could've but he didn't."
"Donovan for twenty minutes she was clinically dead and this man attempted to destroy the one thing she treasures enough to be willing to die for the physiological damage alone."
He held up his hand. "Don't."
"What?"
"Don't try to get inside her head."
"I'm only trying to help she should talk to someone."
"She does talk to someone she talks to me." He went into his office and shut the door Monica had struck a nerve when she'd brought up the fact that for twenty minutes his wife had been dead. He reached over and picked up the phone.
Sam looked down at her stomach as she pulled into a KFC drive-thru she'd gotten this sudden craving after Frank left and knew it wouldn't go away till she filled it. "You know your dad is going to be very upset when he finds out but you don't care about that do you my angel?" Her cell phone rang just as she was pulling away from the window. "Bet that's Daddy know he always seems to be able to track me down." She clipped on her earpiece. "Talk to me."
"Where are you? I thought you'd be sleeping."
"Thought I'd go out for a drive get some air."
"I want you to come in."
"Missing me all ready?"
"We have to talk."
She recognized that tone. "I'll be right there." She pulled out the earpiece. "Daddy calls and Mommy comes running don't get used to that it doesn't happen very often. Only when Daddy starts talking like it's the end of the world he's a very serious guy." She walked into UC and headed upstairs ignoring the greetings from the team. She tapped on the door and went into his office. "Okay I'm here."
He looked up from his computer, walked around the desk, and kissed her using her body to push the door shut.
She gasped as he pulled away. "Wow can we do that again?"
"Honey barbeque."
"Okay that's a new one."
"Just went out for a drive. Where is it?"
"Frank I have no idea what you're talking about."
"It's in the car isn't it? How many did you get this time?"
She sighed. "Two twenty piece I never should've eaten some on the way over here."
"We've talked about this you've got to stay on your diet besides you always get terrible heartburn when you eat those things."
"You called me down here to lecture me on honey barbeque chicken wings? Granted I really love your detection method but."
"That's not why I called you down here DeMarco tried to cut a deal he gave us the name of the shooter."
"Oh." Her hand fluttered to her stomach. "Are you going to give me the name?"
"On one condition you let me take care of him I'll make him pay."
"He shot me."
"The gun was aimed at me and even if it wasn't you're a part of me."
"You mean I'm carrying a part of you is that why you haven't called me in on any cases?"
"None have seemed worthy of your talents."
"Give me the name Frank he attacked me and mine."
"If I give you the name you'll go after him possibly get yourself killed all in the name of revenge. DeMarco will get what he wanted and I'll be left to mourn the loss of my wife and our child." He touched her cheek. "Don't force that on me."
She closed her eyes arguing with him was useless she'd learned that much over the years. "What else did we need to talk about?"
"I'm worried about you these past few months haven't been easy you quit your job, got shot, died, came back from the dead, and then the pregnancy."
"It's no big deal."
"No big deal, you were dead."
"Technically dead."
"It felt real enough to me." He ran a hand through his hair. "You've been up half the night every night after having those terrible nightmares and don't say you haven't been because I know better then that. You can't take all this on yourself I'm your husband, life-partner, soul mate any other phrase you'd like to use to describe the bond we share. If something's bothering you you have to talk to me and let me help."
"Frank I just want this thing with DeMarco to be over with I want to worry about stupid things like what color to paint the baby's room so it won't be scarred for life."
He sat on the edge of the desk and took her hand. "That's not stupid you just want to do normal things and what my wife wants she always gets."
She smiled and put her other hand on his chest. "Lucky lady your wife."
"I'm lucky to have her speaking of lucky and having." He pulled her close.
"You do have a one track mind when it comes to me and I'd love to give you the ride of your life but I've got to go to the health food store."
"This doesn't have anything to do with my comment about your diet because I'll love you no matter how big you get."
"Well that's comforting to know but it isn't about that I've been reading those baby books and one of them suggested using all natural products for the morning sickness that I'm sure is just around the corner."
"I could go with you."
"No you've got a criminal to catch and I'm going to do normal expectant mother things but I will do one thing for you. Stand up."
He did as he was told.
She pressed herself against him and slid her hands into his back pockets. "Like it so far?"
He nodded till he felt his wallet leave his pocket. "Hey."
"I need the gold card I'll give it back."
He sighed and took back his wallet. "I'll be home tonight don't overdue it."
She gave him her most innocent look. "Now was that a comment about my spending habits?"
"Sam you know what I meant."
"Don't worry I won't." She kissed him and left pocketing the gold card. She got into her car, put on her earpiece, and dialed.
"Agent Jenkins."
"Hi Brenda it's Sam I was wondering if you could do me a favor."
"Depends on what it is."
"DeMarco gave the name of the shooter I want that name."
"No problem let me just call up the file will just take a minute."
"Thanks."
Meanwhile Frank came downstairs for a briefing.
"Shooter's name is Theodore 'Teddy' Stephanopolus," Brenda said.
"World class hit man but since DeMarco got arrested he didn't get his pay off. He sacrificed at least four years of his life waiting for the right time to strike," Monica said.
"He's got this club right in Chicago that he co-owns called The Dark Zone it's one of those Goth style clubs that's where he'd be and where I recommend striking," Brenda and Monica said to their corresponding listeners.
Sam tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. "A Goth club vampires, witches, and all the forces of darkness sounds like fun."
"Sam maybe you should let Frank handle this one."
"This is part of what I do."
"Don't do anything foolish okay?"
"I never do thanks for your help Brenda."

The Dark Zone-Midnight
Frank, Jake, and Alex entered the club trying to fit in with all the people dressed in black. "You know you really should've stayed at headquarters he knows what you look like."
"I want him to know I'm coming for him now fan out and find him so we can get out of here." Frank headed for the bar hoping the reason there had been no answer when he'd called home was because she was sleeping. He glanced at the black haired woman that was performing on the stage she was singing some anger filled ballad called 'What If' but something about the woman's voice made him take a second look. He clenched his jaw. "I'm going to kill her."
The woman finished her performance and walked over to the bar.
"Great performance Curtsies what can I get you?"
She tapped her long blood red nails on the bar. "The usual."
"One spring water coming right up you've only been here one night and all ready you fit right in."
"Pardon me?"
She turned to see Frank standing behind her. "Hi have we met before?"
"Oh yes we have."
"Your sure?" She extended her hand.
He took it and pulled her close. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same question but I all ready know the answer this is the shooter's club."
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Oh please you can't lie to me Frank you never could besides this isn't your type of place I fit in here better then you do."
The bartender set a bottled water in front of her. "Is this guy bothering you?"
She leaned forward on the bar her dress showing just a hint of cleavage. "Jimmy handsome men are never a bother." She placed a hand on his cheek. "You should know that I bet you have to beat the ladies off with a stick."
Jimmy blushed and went to the other end of the bar.
"Very nice."
"Thank you I'm a pro."
"If I had a set of those I could probably be a pro too."
She gave the neck of her dress a yank upwards. "You've never complained about seeing them before now come on we've got to be seen together." She dragged him onto the fog covered dance floor.
"And why is that again?"
"Because Mr. Donovan you are cheating on your wife with me."
"But you're my wife."
"No body else knows that especially not Teddy Stephanopolus."
He smiled. "Which means I'll no longer be a target. You knew I'd show up here?"
"Of course I knew now is this a good plan?"
"A very good plan, Brenda gave you the information."
"I'll never tell you'll have to torture me first."
"I love a challenge." He ran a hand down her back. "That's why I married you."
"Oh ouch you wound me." She put her hands on his shoulders. "You always did look so good in black."
"This is what turns you on?"
"Just being around you turns me on although I don't think our kid likes all this loud music."
"Then perhaps we should go somewhere a bit more quiet."