Title: Telling the truth
Author: NikiMeg
Disclaimer: The characters you recognize herein do not belong to me.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Samantha/Martin
Author's note: I apologize for my English mistakes. It's not my native language. Hope you enjoy! Please R&R.
Summary: A ten year old girl is missing, our FBI agents have to find her. And, there're feelings between two of them.
Telling the truth
The team was gathered in the conference room, waiting for Jack. As soon as he joined in, Jack put a girl's picture on the white board. Explaining to them their next case. Jordan ten year old has disappeared after she had left the building where she had ballet classes, three hours ago.
"Danny, talk to the teacher, she was the last person to see Jordan. Martin and Sam with girl's father, Vivian you come with me to Jordan mom's house." As soon as Jack designated their job, they all rose up and walked away.
"You and me again." Sam placed her hand on Martin's arm while they were getting in the elevator.
Martin smiled embarrassed.
Everyone knew that he had feelings for Sam. He had never spoken anything, however they knew. Even Sam. He supposed that she knew.
They got off in the parking lot, walked over the car and got in. Martin drove.
In their way, they talked for a while. Then Martin turned on the radio.
"You're kidding? Country music?" Sam didn't believe that she was hearing country music.
"What's wrong to listen a good country music?" he said in a sad tone.
"Nothing." she stuttered and laughed.
Definitively Martin had not liked the irony in her tone. It was a good song and he really liked it.
They listened a couple of songs before they arrived in Brian Erhart's office. He turned off it and both of them got off the car. Before they entered in the building, Martin looked around, realizing Jordan should walked only a couple of blocks to get there.
Brian Erhart was sitting, looking down at his desk, his head in his hands.
"Mr. Erhart, we're with FBI. I'm Agent Spade and this is my colleague Martin Fitzgerald."
Brian looked up, signaled at two FBI agents to enter.
Samantha sat down in the chair in front of Brian's desk while Martin stood next to her.
"We needed some information." Martin said.
"I said everything to the other cop."
"I know. But we needed you tell us. In details." Sam added.
Brian looked at blond agent in front of him, "As she did every week, Jordan comes over here after Ballet class. Jordan's mom and I are separate and as she is around here, she comes to see me."
"And she never made it today? Martin asked, looking at some pictures over Brian's desk.
Brian noticed it, "You know. Life is not fair at all. Mom's Jordan and I separated, a couple months ago, my wife's sister has been diagnosed with endometrial cancer and now Jordan is missing."
Sam looked at that man with a sad look.
They questioned Jordan's dad for a while before they returned at FBI. In the car, country music played all over the way back.
Meanwhile, Danny was in the doorway, waiting Miss Perks to finish her Ballet class.
"He's cute." One of the girls said.
"Dana likes Miss Perks' boyfriend." Another girl said, making sure that Danny's heard her.
He smiled, telling he wasn't the teacher's boyfriend. He showed his FBI id.
"He's a cop." The girl was surprised.
"FBI." He blinked at the girls. And, the girls smiled, looking down.
"Ok. Girls, that's fine for today. I see you all next week."
As soon as the girls left, Danny entered in the room.
"Sorry, let you wait. It's my last class today. It's very sad what happened to Jordan. She's sweetest and kindest girl that I've ever known." The teacher was pretty upset.
"Can you tell about the last time you saw Jordan" Danny pulled out his pen and notebook.
"After the class ended up, she said goodbye and left. She was going to see her father. That's all I remember."
"Have you seen someone hanging around?"
"Just children and some parents. I know all the parents were here at that time"
Danny thanked for the information. Leaving through the door.
** Jordan mom's house. **
"Mrs. Erhart, I know it's not easy but we need your help. For Jordan." Jack said, seeing the woman was out of control.
"I don't get. Jordan's just a little girl. Who could want to hurt my baby? My little angel."
"You and your husband are separate. Who Jordan stays with?" Vivian asked.
"Should be during the week with me. On the weekends with her father. But it isn't a rule After all, putting Jordan in this situation was very painful, so Brian's free to take Jordan when he wants."
"After all?" That intrigued Jack.
"Our separation. Bad moments in our marriage." Mrs. Erhart took a breath. "We tried to have a baby for so many years. Please, find my little girl."
"We're working on it." Jack held Jordan mom's hand.
** FBI building. **
"O.k., what do you have?" Jack asked to Danny.
"Not much. The teacher saw her leaving through the door, as always. She didn't see anyone around that shouldn't be there. She said that Jordan is not so innocent to enter in a car with someone she doesn't know."
"Mother couldn't help much either. She's under medication, her sister will stay with her." Jack clarified to his co-workers.
Martin and Sam couldn't add anything either with information that they obtained with Jordan's father.
"We needed something." Jack said a firm and energetic tone.
The team dispersed, trying to figure out what had happened to Jordan Erhart.
***
"Thank you." Samantha turned off her cell phone and walked toward Martin.
He was seated in his chair, looking some papers and making annotations. He was concentrated on this; he didn't noticed Sam behind him.
She leant and whispered in his ear, "Hey, cowboy."
He turned toward her. Smiling at her. He hated when people do that. But it had been Sam. No matter how much he hated it, he couldn't be angry with Sam.
"You got something?" he asked.
"Police found a pink bandage like Jordan was wearing. Perhaps we found some evidences on this." Sam said.
"Good."
Sam leant against Martin's desk, "Results come out just tomorrow. What sounds some drinks like?" she placed her hand on Martin's shoulder smoothly.
Every time she's touched on him, he felt so alive. And this time nothing was different.
Before he answered, Vivian interrupted them, "Jack wants a hairbrush or something else which can be found Jordan's DNA sample to match."
"I'm on way." Martin turned around the chair resting his knee in Sam's leg.
"It's better not to disturb the parents tonight, without a real clue." Vivian said and walked away, leaving the two of them alone again.
Martin had an unanswered question. And, Samantha was waiting for his answer.
"Sounds pretty good." he lifted from the chair.
They were face to face. Their bodies were very close; they could feel the breathing to each other. None of them moved an inch. Martin placed his fingers in her hair, slipping on it and put it behind her ear. His other hand was touching her fingers kindly. He leant against her; his lips moved toward hers.
Suddenly, Samantha pulled her off. She put a hand over Martin's chest to push him away. He stepped back to let her free. She walked a few steps before turned toward Martin, " I guess, drinks it's not a such good idea after all."
He nodded.
To be continued.