Chapter Eight

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"It has always possible to approach a goal by a detour."

- Theodor Reik

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Sam's POV

Heading back into the office I see Danny sitting at his desk, next to mine, talking to someone. Looking around to see who it was I was startled to see Jack sitting in my chair. It's been four months since I had last seen him, four months since our last night together and waking up in his arms for the last time. Everyday for those last four months I have spent trying to forget him.

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Jack's POV

Danny and I go out to the Bullpen to talk and catch up. I tell him that I have left Marie, and he tells we all about what's been going on around the office. Suddenly Danny picks up his head and smiles, I turn around to see who it is, but already knowing, and there stands Sam with a "caught in the headlights" look upon her face.

"Hey Sam," I start, and she just looks at me as though she's seen a ghost.

"Jack," she says taking three strides to reach me. "What are you doing here?" she questions as she reaches out to hug me, but then thinks twice of it. But not taking the time to think about where we are I pull her to me, and crush her to my chest never wanting to let go.

A moment passes, and then another and soon we have hit the past professional mark, but it doesn't matter to me. I am back where I belong, and I am holding Sam in my arms. Everything seems right in the world.

The sound of someone clearing there throat finally breaks us apart. Looking up I Martin looking at Sam and I with a broken look on his face. Looking at Sam, more then at me.

"Hey Martin," I greet him.

"Jack," he says coldly. "What brings you back to our part?" he questions.

"Well actually," I start looking at him, and then moving to face Sam. "Well I am actually moving back to the city. Marie and I have separated, and I have decided to move back to New York, then stay in Chicago." I am looking at Sam trying to gauge her reaction to news, and the look on her face is one of pure and total shock. Sure not everyone can read her, but I am one of the chosen few who can.

"Your what?" she says as her voice cracks.

"I'm moving back into the city," I repeat.

"Are you still going to be working with the FBI?" she asks.

"I am, but I can't go back to being the head of the unit. Now that Vivian has the job, it's hers for as long as she wants it. And from what I hear she is doing an excellent job." I add that last bit 'cause I know that it's true.

"So your coming back... to New York, staying with the FBI, and you left Marie. You sure know how to lay it on don't you?" she asks and I agree with her.

"Yea, I didn't want to leave anything out on my first time through." I say with a half grin.

"You sure don't," said Sam, sitting down at the conference table and as I move to sit next to her, but Martin gets there first and I can't help but look at him oddly, so I chose to sit across the table from both of them. Sam is giving Martin a look, and Martin is shooting on back at Sam. Danny is just sitting at his desk wearing an amused face.

Seeing that there staring contest isn't going anywhere fast I try to break the uncomfortable silence. "So what have you all bee up to?" I ask knowing I can't go wrong with that question. "It's been a while since I have talked to you Sam."

"Well nothing really," says Sam. I look at Martin to see if he has anything to add.

"Sam and I are going to go visit my family this weekend. They just love her," Martin says while reaching for Sam's hand that is resting on the arm of her chair. I look back and forth between Martin and Sam, and when she doesn't pull her hand away, and refuses to catch my eye, that's when I know. That's when I see it, that loving look that Martin is giving Sam. There dating. I am sure of it. I always knew that Martin had a thing for Sam. A puppy love crush, but I never thought that he would act on it. That, and I never thought Sam would go for him. But I guess that I was wrong,'

Judging by the look that Martin was now getting from Sam he wasn't meant to tell me.

I guess that I can't say that I am upset. It isn't my place, it's not like I could have asked Sam to wait for me. Hell! I didn't even know that I was going to leave Marie, let alone get a divorce. I'm glad she moved on it was what I wanted to happen.

So I have no reason to be jealous or upset... right?