A/N: Hello out there! Decided to post chap two, whether you people like it or not!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Here it is, hope you like, again, flames welcome. MartinSam is the only thing goin on here so don't be expecting ANYTHING to do with a JS pairing except some character musings. JS is just... weird. (no offence meant, just... think about it.)

Disclaimer: still not in any way mine.

Samantha found her keys and hurriedly opened the door to her apartment. She led Martin in and let him look around, taking in the tidy apartment, before she took off his coat... then shirt...

Being with Samantha was like nothing else to Martin. She was so vibrant (when she wanted to be), and so gorgeous. Yet when they came to Sam's bed, Martin topless and Sam getting there, something stopped him. He couldn't go any further with Sam, at least not yet. He knew she still had feelings for Jack 24 hours ago... but that was 24 hours ago. A lot had happened in 24 hours.

Samantha stood, arms around Martin, looking at him in a way that betrayed her confusion. Why had Martin stopped? Didn't he feel the same way about her as she did now about him? Or had she let her guard down too far and someone was about to get hurt?

"Martin? Martin, what's wrong? Look at me. What's the matter?"

Martin sat down heavily on the bed and sighed.

"Jack", he replied quietly. "Jack's the matter".

"Jack? Jack is the matter? Oh, Martin, don't be ridiculous. That was before you moved here, before I had... before I had met you. I needed someone then. If you had been there things would have been different. Honestly."

Almost flattered but too depressed, Martin continued, almost accusingly.

"Everyone knows you still love Jack. I don't want to be with you if you love someone else. I do love you, Sam, but if you can't love me back then this won't work. It can't work."

"Martin, if that's what you think, then you need to know this. One, I don't care what "everybody" knows. Two, I love you, not Jack. Three, I never was in love with Jack. I thought I was, but in truth I was in love with the idea of loving someone and having them love me back. I needed someone, and Jack was there. With you, it's different. I can open up with you, and I can feel how that makes you feel. It's made us closer. I never opened up this much with anybody before, never became friends first, never shared so much with someone – especially not with Jack. But here we are now, and here I am, ready to let go of Jack, and it's you who he's holding back."

'How ironic' thought Martin. 'But is she serious? She never even loved Jack? Could sweet little Sam be so... so easy as to sleep with her boss out of need?'

Taking in the bewildered look on Martin's face, Samantha sighed and sat on the bed next to him, rubbing her leg against his, hoping Martin would see that she never really did love Jack. Sighing again, she clasped Martin's hand in both of hers.

"It's the truth. And I don't want you to think differently of me because of it, because I love you. I do." With that, Sam dropped Martin's hand and hung her head. She was somewhat startled when she felt Martin's gentle fingers gingerly tilting her head up into the sweetest kiss either of them had ever experienced.

A/N: Hee hee. I hope they get together next season. (paces waiting for September) REVIEW!! Or the wrath of the FBI FF writers shall be upon you! (laughs maniacally)