A/N: Thanks for the feedback, I appreciate the tips. Oh and about the crazy ideas, in the crazy world called my brain horses fly, pig's neigh, and crims work in FBI buildings.

It's a bit long, but once I started I couldn't stop.


"I- is that who I think it is?" Vivian stuttered.

"Yeah it is," Jack replied, "Well at least we found Andy's body."

"Yeah Jack, but now we have two bodies on our hands," Sam said solemnly.

They all inched closer to the two bodies lying on the floor of the elevator.

The body next to Andy had been stripped down to his shorts, with his head bashed in.

Danny let out a sigh. "Officer Eric Duts, he was a great guy," Danny murmured crossing his arms over his body.

"What was Eric doing here anyway- and why is he down to his underwear?" Sam asked in confusion.

"He was in the elevator so he must have been stripped and killed before the power failure," Jack observed.

"Phones and lights are still out but the elevators are back on," Vivian said after checking the phone at her desk.

"Wait," Martin said in shock, piecing things together in his head, "Please tell me someone has seen that Rick guy somewhere before today"

Everyone shook their heads except Sam.

"Sam?" Jack asked.

Sam bit her bottom lip in deep concentration and replied, "When Danny and Vivian brought him up here I could have sworn I'd seen him somewhere before but I, I can't put my finger on it"

"Where is Rick?" Danny asked, followed by an eerie silence. The floor looked empty except for them. It was quiet and tranquil.

"Hey it's 4:00 pm," Martin said out loud, reading his watch, "2 hours before our disappearance we were suppose to find out something shocking, I'm guessing this is it."

"Everything's going as the killer planned," Vivian said in a worried voice, crossing her arms tightly to feel safer.

"We can outsmart this guy, we just need to keep our cool and focus," Jack said calmly, "Now nobody and I mean nobody, is to be by themselves, so we'll team up. Martin, Danny, Samantha, you three search this building again, for Rick and the others. Viv, you and I will stay here; see what we can find out about Rick"

"We're on it," Danny replied, and headed off with Martin and Sam on his tail.


"So should we start with the first floor and work our way up?" Danny asked Martin as they reached the stairs.

"Yeah, sure," Martin replied rubbing his chin.

Sam remained quiet, slowly making her way down, with her hand constantly hovering over her gun.

"Sam, are you alright?" Martin asked with concern. Sam turned around to face Martin who was standing behind her.

"I just want to get out of here," Sam muttered sadly. Her hazel eyes were deep with fear and misery and it broke Martin's heart to see her so upset.

Martin moved closer to comfort her but stopped and looked over Sam's shoulder to see Danny looking at them.

Martin looked from Sam to Danny, and then back at Sam.

"I told Danny about us," Sam said barely above a whisper.

"Yeah and I'm really happy for you two, but I gotta say I've known for like ages now. You two outta be more discreet if you wanna fool Jack," Danny said butting in.

Martin enveloped Sam in a big hug and she let out a deep sigh.

"Better?" Martin asked.

"Much," She whispered back, and pulled away. Danny smirked and continued down to the first floor, with martin and Sam close behind.


"This is useless Jack," Vivian complained in frustration, slamming another file close on her desk, "We have nothing, not even a full name."

"How much longer do we have?" Jack asked, inspecting the white board.

Vivian looked at her watch and grumbled.

"1 hour, 35 minutes to go"

Jack sat down again and rubbed his tired eyes.

"Ok, let's profile this guy"

"His kills are violent, hands on, personal?"

"Nah, I think Andy and Eric were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. This guy seems to be focusing on us"

"So what, he kills for kicks?"

"This guy had the chance to murder us when we fell unconscious. I don't think it's just about killing us; it's more than that. He's playing with us, making us suffer; he's got a grudge against us"

"So it's someone we've crossed paths with? I haven't seen him before"

"Sam has though, that's what she said before, and maybe Sam's his real target"

Vivian scratched her nose, thinking.

"A lot of guys would have a grudge against the FBI, but this is specifically Sam," She said.

"She's put away too many crims to count. It'd take days to go through them all," Jack said standing up and walking to the window to think.

"We don't have days jack, we have just over an hour," Vivian said in annoyance.

"Well I guess we'll just have to wait," Jack answered in a weary voice.

"Wait?" Vivian asked bewildered.

"It's one guy against five FBI agents, how could we lose?"


15 minutes later

"Now I don't wanna whinge, but it's getting really dark down here," Danny complained as he shone his flashlight around the 3rd floor.

"We know Danny," Martin answered as he searched.

"And I don't wanna freak you guys out or anything but it'd be quite easy for someone to simply grab from behind and slit-"

"Danny, we could use some positivity here," Martin answered, shining his flashlight into Danny's eyes.

"Oh I know. I'm just saying I wouldn't be surprised if-"

"DANNY!" Sam growled, giving him a threatening look.

"Ok, ok I'll shut up," Danny said, raising his hands in surrender.

"Smartest move you've made all night," Martin said cheekily, checking out and empty closet as he spoke.

"Hey just cos you two are sleeping together does not mean that you can gang up on me," Danny complained, following Sam and Martin into an empty office. Sam smiled playfully at Danny and Martin chuckled.

"Clear," Sam said as she cleared the room.

"We've checked every room, no Rick, no Jason, no Susan, no Andy, no Wendy, nothing," Danny said in annoyance.

"What about security upstairs?" Martin asked.

"Doors closed, if anybody is in there their not getting out anytime soon."

Sam let out a deep breath and ran her fingers through her hair. It used to be up in a neat plait but with everything that was happening it was just neater to let it down.

Martin let out a sigh and put his gun back in its holster.

"Let's get back to Jack," Martin said turning around, "No one's here"

Danny took the lead and Martin and Sam followed him.

"Hey," Martin whispered as he stopped walking and gently grabbed Sam's forearm, "Are you ok?"

Sam looked into Martin's soft caring eyes and her heart just melted. Martin treated her so right. He was always caring for her and worrying about her. But not in the annoying way, in a sweet loving way that made Sam wonder why she had waited so long to be with him. Loving him made her feel…- wait. Sam shook her head at the thought and Martin looked at her curiously.

Sam looked at the ground to avoid his eyes and let her thought's register.

She couldn't be in love, could she? No. Love wasn't for her, Samantha spade did not fall in love. Ok, so maybe she did once or twice in the past, but having her heart broken was not an experience she wanted to relive.

Sam gave Martin a reassuring smile and lightly kissed his cheek.

"I'm fine," She replied before receiving a comforting smile from Martin.

"C'mon you two keep up," Danny yelled back and Martin and Sam jogged to catch up with him. As they walked with Danny, Martin rested his hand on Sam's back, causing her to return to her previous thoughts.

She was amazed that such a simple gesture could make her feel so good, so alive.

She always felt that way around Martin, she always felt her blood run fast and her heart skip a beat.

So what if she was falling in love with Martin. He would never treat her like she was his slave, or run and break her heart.

Martin was different, and she loved that about him.


When they got back to the 4th floor it was almost pitch black, except for the 5 beams of light from the flashlights. Danny sat down with Viv and Jack at the table and Sam sat at her desk (or it could have been someone else's. Considering the dark she couldn't really tell whose it was, but it was a desk that she could sit on so it didn't really matter).

Martin shone his flashlight around to see if everything was normal. Nothing was out of the ordinary, except... wait. Did he just see that? Martin stepped closer to Jack's office to see if his eyes were playing tricks on him. Nope, they weren't. He stepped into Jack's office and saw the surveillance videos stacked in Jack's bin.

Sam noticed Martin wasn't around and squinted around for him, surprised when she found him in Jack's office.

"Martin?"

"Get out, quick"

"Martin watch out!"