A/N: Well finally proper chapter 6. Hope you enjoy!

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"Looks like we're going to have to pay a visit to James Riley." said Jack after a pause.

Vivian nodded, glancing cautiously at Samantha, who was sitting on a chair, a confused, scared look on her face. One thought running through her head. Who was doing this.

"Danny, Martin I want you to find out anything you can about James Riley, if he's got any ex-con friends, anything."

"We're on it." said Danny, immediately walking over to the computer, wanting to find the guy as quickly as possible.

"Sam...Sam!" repeated Jack.

She glanced up, looking into the worried eyes of her boss.

"I want you to take the rest of the day off."

She shook her head vehemently, "I want to stay here. He knows where I live Jack, it's safer here."

Jack sighed, she had a point. "Okay, just be careful."

Samantha nodded, smiling weakly at Martin, trying to show that she was alright.

"Viv and I will go see Riley." He had chosen for it to be them specifically, for one he didn't trust Danny's temper at seeing the man who had caused Sam so much pain, Danny was incredibly loyal to his friends, a good quality for an agent, but sometimes a disadvantage. Secondly, he didn't want it to be Martin, considering his present relationship with Sam, and thirdly, he knew he could count on Viv being professional in the circumstances.

"We're here to see James Riley, we're from the FBI." said Jack to the guards at the entrance, him and Vivian showing their badges.

"Of course follow me." he said, taking them to one of the private interview rooms.

They walked into the room, finding James already sitting there at the table handcuffed. He glanced up at them, a smirk playing across his face. Vivian felt a wave of anger flood through her towards him, seeing him again bringing back many memories, especially those anxious hours spent at the hospital. He didn't even seem to show any regret, she thought to herself. If eyes really are windows to the soul anyway. She felt Jack tense next to her, and imagined he was having similar feelings.

"So how's Sam doing? Still look as good?" he asked, a cruel lilt to his voice.

Jack steadfastly ignored his pointed baiting. "We're just here to ask you a few questions-" Both Vivian and himself taking a seat across the table from him.

"Ask away." he replied, leaning back casually in his chair.

"This was sent to Agent Spade's apartment. Anything you want to tell us, is it anything to do with you?" Jack asked, putting emphasis on Samantha's title.

"Never seen it before."

"So you didn't tell one of your friends what happened, and get them to do it for you?" asked Vivian.

He shrugged. "Why don't you tell me? You seem to know more than I do."

"Look." snarled Jack, "If that's not what happened, what exactly did happen?"

"Are you sure Samantha didn't send it to herself just to liven things up?"

At Vivian's and Jack's cold glares, he said "Fine. What do you want to know?"

"Who sent it?"

"I don't know. I've had plenty of visitors, it could be anyone of them." He grinned.

Vivian rolled her eyes. He was as unhelpful as could be, they weren't going to get much out of him.

"Care to give us a name?"

"Nope." was the indifferent reply.

Jack started to grow impatient. "Are you going to tell us anything useful?"

"Probably not."

"I guess we're done here." Jack stood up, scraping his chair back on the floor.

"I'm sure we'll contact you again." added Vivian.

"Great. Can't wait." said James sarcastically. "Tell Sam I say 'hello', and I hope she gets what's coming to her, she deserves it." he added viciously.

Jack and Vivian made their way out of the room, each equally disgusted by him.

"Can we get a copy of his visitors?" Jack asked the guard on the way out.

"Sure, I'll see what I can do."

Meanwhile at the Bureau, Danny and Martin were busy researching James Riley. Sam walked over to them from where she had been sitting at her desk.

"Hey, Jack called, he and Viv are on their way back from the prison. He got a list of visitors, and he wants you to run the names, see if anything comes up on them."

"Thanks." replied Danny, taking the list from Samantha. "You sure you're alright?" His concerned eyes searching her face for any clue to how she was feeling. Martin also turning to look at her.

Samantha shifted uncomfortably, she knew she couldn't lie to them, they knew her too well. "Well I've been better, but it's not too bad." Deciding to answer with a vague response.

Danny opened his mouth to say something, but Sam interrupted with, "I've gotta get back to work, and Jack wants info on those names asap." Before walking back to her desk.

Samantha sat at her desk tapping a pad of paper with a pen, and glancing through sheets of paper on James Riley, trying to find anything useful. After flicking through the sheets for a few minutes, she heard the familiar voices of Jack and Vivian who were back from the prison.

"Find anything?" asked Jack immediately making his way over to them.

"You gave us one name, the guy who visited Riley 3 days ago, a Ben Perry. He has a long record, several assaults and weapons charges, errr attempted murder, dangerous driving, and also he was charged with stalking once, but it was never proven that it was him. Another interesting detail, one of his partners in crime, was Ned Riley, James' brother." said Danny.

"Let's bring him in. Where's he live?" said Jack.

"Well, his current address is listed in Philadelphia, and we're also running a check for his name in hotels in New York."

"Okay." said Jack.

"Hopefully we'll get a match in soon." added Martin.

"What about a car?" asked Vivian.

"We ran the DMV, and he owns a red Toyota truck, but nothing's shown up on it yet."

"Right. Let me know when anything comes up." said Jack, heading off to his office.

"I'm going to make a Starbucks run." said Vivian. "Can I get any one anything?"

"I'll come with." said Samantha, getting up, wanting to get out of the office.

"Okay, thanks." replied Vivian.

"I'll have anything, as long as it's got plenty of caffeine and sugar." said Martin.

"Yeah same please, but less sugar than Mr. Sweet Tooth here." Danny grinned at Martin.

"Sure. We'll be back soon." said Vivian.

"How are you?" Vivian glanced over at her colleague as they were walking down the street.

"I'm alright."

Vivian looked at her sceptically.

"Honestly, I was more upset when I thought it was Riley, but-" Samantha shrugged. "I don't know."

Vivian smiled comfortingly as they walked into Starbucks. "I'm sure it'll all sort itself out."

"I hope so."

"Alright we got one caramel latte, two mochas and one regular latte and one cappuccino."

There was a scramble as the guys got their preferred drinks, leaving a mocha and a cappuccino. Vivian taking the cappuccino and Sam the mocha.

"Looks like we guessed right." Vivian said, grinning.

"Yup." replied Samantha.

"You found anything else?" asked Vivian.

The others shook their heads dejectedly. "There's no positive match for a Ben Perry in any of the hotels."

Vivian sighed. "I guess we keep looking."