A/N: Well I couldn't keep them apart for long. Enjoy!

Danny sat with Sam for another half hour or so, making sure she called Martin. She had had an awkward conversation, in which they had arranged for him to come over to the hotel at around 6.

Samantha sighed as she hung up the phone, she sank back on the couch wincing as her bruised ribs caused pain to radiate through her body.

"Hey Danny, can you pass me my purse?" she asked gesturing to the floor next to him.

He handed it to her, his eyes showing concern for her injuries. "You alright."

She nodded taking out a bottle of pain killers the hospital had given her. "The doctor said to take 2 of these, if the pain gets too much."

"Want some water?" Danny asked.

Sam shook her head dry swallowing the pills. "You don't have to sit here till Martin gets here you know." she said grinning at Danny. "He's not going to try anything again today. I'm probably just going to have a nap."

Danny glanced at his watch and sighed. He did have a lot of paperwork to do. "Alright. You promise to call though?"

Sam nodded, "Go. I'll be fine."

"Call me later and tell me how things go with Fitzy." he said dropping a kiss on her forehead and walking to the door.

"I'm glad you're alright." he smiled at her before disappearing out of the door.

Samantha smiled to herself, she was so lucky to have friends like she did.

She curled up on the couch with a blanket, her ribs and face suddenly aching more as she didn't have anything to take her mind off it. She flinched as a sudden pain went through her ribs, her body protesting at the way she was sitting, making it hard to breathe for a split second. She sighed hoping that she would be able to sleep for a while. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to fall into her dreams.

She was woken a few hours later by a knocking on her door. She frowned as she sat up trying to register her surroundings, not used to being in the hotel. She glanced at her watch, shit it was 6 already. That meant it was Martin. Double shit. She tiredly got up, stretched and went to the door glancing through the peephole (just to make sure it was him). Her heart ached seeing his familiar face.

She opened the door to him and smiled. "Hey." she said.

"Hi." he said, sounding equally nervous.

"Come in." she said gesturing inside the hotel room.

"Thanks." Martin walked in and sat down anxiously on one of the chairs.

Samantha closed the door and sighed, walking over to join Martin.

"Errr." Samantha cleared her throat, not really knowing how to start. "Firstly I just want to say that...that I never meant to hurt you, and I hate that things have become so awkward between us."

Martin looked at her with sad eyes, "Everything was going great, why did you?" This question had been bothering him for a long time now. His eyes searched her bruised face, internally wincing in sympathy. He noticed that her eyes were also filled with sadness and wondered why they couldn't just be together if it made them both happy. "Please tell me." he pleaded.

She sighed, even with Danny and Viv's pushing she really didn't want to, but she knew she had to.

"I was thinking about us, about our future." she began, his eyes intently watching her. "And how happy we were when we found out I was pregnant."

Martin smiled softly, remembering when they had found out. Samantha sighed, seeing the look that came over his face, and thinking about what she was about to say.

"After what happened with Kevin Smith, they asked me to go back to the hospital a few days later for some follow up tests." She swallowed. Martin's eyes still watching her closely.

"The doctor said that I wouldn't be able to have any more children, there was some internal damage." Samantha's mind replaying that day.

Martin looked at her shocked, he didn't think it would be something like that. "So why did you break up with me?"

"I know how much you wanted your own family, and you deserve to have someone who can give you that. I didn't want you to stay with me and then regret it later." Samantha finished, the sorrowful tone in her voice breaking Martin's heart.

Martin sat silently for a few moments, he could feel Samantha's eyes on him, pleading with him to say something.

He had understood why she had done it, he had always wanted children of his own. Start his own family, but to chose between that and the woman he loved. He sighed.

Samantha smiled sadly, taking his sigh as a bad sign. Turning she gazed out the window, so this was it.

Martin looked at Samantha, tears filling his eyes. He could see tears forming in her eyes, and trickling down her cheeks.

He reached over and brushed the tears away. "I'm so sorry." he said. He knew how much Samantha had wanted a family too, and to not be able to have children...he couldn't imagine what she must be going through.

"Me too." she whispered, smiling sadly. Martin stared transfixed by her smile, she looked so beautiful, yet so sad.

"I love you, you know." he said. "I want to be with you."

"Martin, I can't ask you to give up what you want just for me. One day you may want a family of your own, and I won't be able to give it to you. Please. It's better this way." she pleaded.

"Sam, I love you."

"I love you too." she reached out and caressed his cheek. "I'm sorry."

Martin leant forward and kissed her softly. "I don't want to lose you."

Sam pulled away, her eyes full of pain. "Please, don't do this."

"We can make it work, I love you. I want to be with you."

Samantha looked at him doubtfully. "I love you so much...more that I've loved anyone..."

Martin cut her off, "So what's the problem? We will make it work Sam, I know we will."

She smiled, her heart overtaking her minds reasoning. "Can we? One day you're going to want a family."

"We will work that out later. I know we can do this." Martin said firmly.

"Okay." she whispered.

Martin smiled, "So we're going to give it a try?"

Samantha nodded, and leant over to kiss Martin, he returned the kiss and scooped her into a hug.