This was something that came to me ages ago but I haven't been able to get it down on paper, or disk. There is more to it and will continue for a bit. Please read and review. Let me know how I am going.
Warning- Character death.
The shot rang out startling everyone. Another shot followed knocking the suspect to the ground. Samantha looked up from her spot to see Jack with his gun trained on the suspect and Martin lying on the ground, blood pouring from a wound in his chest. Danny was by Martin's side, Vivian at Jack's. Samantha stood rooted to the spot, unsure of what to do. There was such activity surrounding Martin. She stopped herself from running over to his side. Instead she slipped away from the scene. No one noticing she was gone.
Back in the office Samantha dwelled in the silence. The sky had turned black hours before, the only light shining in the office was that of her desk lamp. She knew she should be at the hospital but couldn't bring herself to leave the office. Something was keeping her in her chair, staring out into the dark night sky wishing on every bright star she could find.
As the sun rose, Jack trudged wearily into the office. He had tried all night to reach Samantha. He was a little annoyed to say the least that she had disappeared from the scene so quickly and hadn't stuck around to see how Martin was.
He glanced around the bullpen, surprised to see her at her desk. Her desk lamp still burned despite Samantha's head being on the desk, her eyes closed in what looked like a fitful sleep.
He walked over to her placing a hand on her shoulder. She jumped at the touch, looking straight into the eyes of her boss. "Morning." She said weakly, trying to read an expression from his eyes. She knew he was angry but there was something else there.
"Why weren't you at the hospital?" He asked, his voice filled with anger, weariness and a little sadness.
"Thought I'd get a jump start on the paperwork." She managed to stutter out. "How's Martin?" She asked weakly.
"Samantha I didn't want to tell you this here." Jack started. "Martin died on the operating table.
Samantha turned her face away from jack. Surely he couldn't be telling the truth, please not let it be true. But looking back into the eyes of her superior she knew the truth. "Eh..." Was all she could say?
"I know." Jack told her as he wrapped his arms around her.
'No you don't.' Was all Samantha could think He knew nothing off what Samantha was feeling?
"I'd better get back to work." Samantha told him, pulling out of his arms and walking back to her desk. She glanced over at martin's as she went, a twinge of sadness sweeping over her.
By late afternoon, Vivian and Danny had appeared in. They both looked in disgust at Samantha for not showing up at the hospital. Samantha held her feelings inside for such a long time that now wasn't the time to let them out. Let her friends think that she didn't care.
In the days following Martin's death, everyone in the office avoided Samantha. It was as if they were punishing her for not being in the hospital when it happened. Although Vivian could see something in Samantha's eyes that no one else could. Maybe the junior agent was hurting after all. But still Samantha showed no emotion over his death.
The funeral was to be in Washington DC, in a cemetery near his parents home. Everyone wondered how the great Victor Fitzgerald was taking the death of his only son. Would he show any emotion on the day or would he stay as stony faced as he always did? They would all find out sooner or later.
The day was grey and dull, much like everyone's mood. Jack, Vivian and Danny had traveled down together. Samantha appeared not to be there. That just angered Danny even more. "She couldn't be there when he died now she hasn't the decency to show up at his funeral."
"Danny, just leave it." Vivian whispered to him. She had just spotted Samantha sneak into the back of the church, her eyes rimmed red, her pale skin even whiter than Vivian had ever seen her. Hopefully Vivian could speak to her after the service.
The service was short but very meaningful. His cousin's spoke of the best big cousin anyone could ever had. His father made a small speech, his voice faltering at the end, proving that he is human after all.
The church emptied as everyone headed to the cemetery. Vivian looked around and couldn't find Samantha anywhere. Had she really just disappeared after the service? Vivian was starting to get really worried about her. Danny was still moaning about her, saying how much of a lowlife she was. Jack stayed quiet about it all. He also thought there was something that Samantha wasn't telling them all. She must really be hurting over Martin. But why couldn't she talk to anyone over it. Why did she have to stay silent? He knew that she and martin were close, but just how close he didn't know.