A/N: Well hopefully the excitement will start to pick up now. And thanks for the reviews! They're all great. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Nothing cept the plot is mine.

Samantha was released from hospital the next morning, the doctors wanting to keep her overnight just to monitor her health.

The next morning after promising to come back in a few days for some check up tests, Martin came to pick her up and take her back to their apartment. Sam was strangely quiet for the ride back, Martin often glanced at her concerned, wondering how she was feeling about losing the baby. He sighed, just when things seemed to be going alright, and they were both so happy something like this had to happen.

"We've got the day off so what do you want to do?" He asked, breaking the silence.

She turned to look at him, the look of pain and sadness back in her eyes. Over the time they had been together he had noticed that look fading, but now it was back, and he wondered if she would ever truly be free of it. "Can we just stay at home today?"

He nodded. "Of course."

He pulled up by their building, and they silently made their way up to their apartment.

"You want something to drink?" Martin asked.

"Sure, is there any coffee?"

"Coming right up."

Martin walked back into the room carrying two cups of steaming coffee. Samantha was sitting on the couch, holding the sonogram pictures that they had framed, a single tear making its way down her cheek. Martin put the cups down and rushed over to her, sitting next to her and pulling her into an embrace.

"Why?" she whispered.

"I don't know." he whispered back.

They sat holding on to each other for a long time, drawing support from the other person.

"How is she?" asked Danny, when Martin came into the office the next day.

Martin sighed, she hadn't wanted to face everyone yet, so she had pleaded another day off. "She's....struggling. But she is getting better."

Vivian smiled sympathetically, she could only imagine the heartbreak of losing a child, and for Samantha to go through it twice. It must have brought back some horrible memories.

Jack came in holding a file of papers. "Morning all." noting the absence of Samantha. "Sam not coming?"

Martin shook his head, thankfully Jack didn't push any further and carried on with what he was going to say. "Van Doren wants our reports from the case as soon as possible, the prosecution need it to file against Kevin Smith."

Kevin had been brought back in by the team while Sam was in hospital and they convinced him to give up Jessica's location. He had been keeping her hostage in the cellar of a bar he worked in, she would be okay, he hadn't hurt her. He had just been after the money.

Martin sighed and made his way over to his desk to write up the report. Danny came over a few moments later, his eyes concerned. "How are you holding up?"

"I'm alright."

Danny raised an eyebrow.

"It would have been great to be a dad." Martin admitted.

Danny smiled sadly, "Still plenty of time."

Martin nodded, "Yeah."

Danny patted Martin's shoulder and walked off to his own desk to do his own report.

Several hours later, around 12, all their eyes tired from staring at computer screens and pieces of white paper they all collectively decided to stop for lunch and nominated Martin to get sandwiches from the canteen.

He got everyone's orders and made his way to the elevator. He tapped his foot impatiently waiting for the doors to open, when they finally did a blonde blur rushed out and straight into him. Grabbing on the other persons shoulders to keep them from falling over, he realized with a start that it was Samantha. He smiled "Hey, you decided to come in then?" It was then that he noticed the look of barely concealed fear on her face, and his heart constricted wondering what had caused the look to be on her face. Pulling her into the bullpen and into an empty conference room, ignoring the looks of worry on the others faces. He sat her down in a chair, is worry growing as to why she hadn't talked yet.

"Sam? What's wrong?" With those words she seemed to snap to her senses, and thrust a piece of paper into his hands.

"I went to get the mail this morning and it was in there."

Curious Martin unfolded the paper, and read what it said. "I'm back, and this time I want revenge for Lisa." His eyes widened in shock. How the hell is he out so soon? He wondered.

Sam seemed to have the same thought. "It's too early for him to be out. Isn't it?" Her voice shaking.

Martin nodded. "Yeah it is."

"What do you think it means?"

"I honestly don't know. We'll find out though."

"Okay." Sam sniffled.

Martin smiled comfortingly. Knowing how much this must be scaring her. She never admitted it, in so many words, but he knew how much she had suffered when she was taken by Riley and how scared she had been (and still was) of him.

"I'm going to ring up the prison he's in." he decided, "Then we'll know for sure."

Samantha nodded.

Martin left the conference room, protectively holding Samantha's hand when they were immediately approached by the other members of the team. "What's wrong?" asked Vivian.

Martin showed them the note, and watched as looks of shock came over their faces.

"But...errr isn't he still in prison?" asked Danny.

Samantha shrugged, having regained some of her composure. "We thought so."

"Jack, do you have the number of the prison? So we can find out."

Jack nodded.

A short phone call established the fact that James Riley was still there, and left them with only one question, who was doing this?