The room suddenly fell quiet; all that could be heard were the shaky breaths being drawn in and out. Everyone had opened his or her mouths to say something at one point but found nothing to say.

What could you say in a situation like this?

Rick had just dived into their personal lives and revealed well-hidden secrets.

Rick decided to break the silence by saying, "I love the way I can make a whole room go dead silent"

"Uh- wait," Sam said confused, "I uh, I… what, happened? What did you do?"

Rick smiled one of his evil smiles and lowered his voice to a whisper.

"You'll never remember"

"This has got to stop now," Martin ordered, scared for Sam's safety.

"But we're having so much fun, aren't we?" Rick asked kneeling down to Sam and smelling the sweet scent of her hair.

"Hey!" Martin yelled, while trying to move but failing on account of Jack holding his arm back, "Don't touch her!"

Sam looked at Martin with pleading eyes, begging him not to cause trouble.

Rick got up and started laughing hysterically.

"Do I detect some feelings, agent Fitzgerald?" Rick said slyly, reaching into his back pocket for a revolver, "Cos I'm sorry man, but she's all mine."

"Martin, please, just calm down", Sam pleaded with worried eyes.

Jack let go of Martin's arm as he felt his body relax.

Wait- feelings?

Jack looked at Martin then at Sam and suddenly it all clicked in his head what was really going on. He knew something had changed, but he was too busy with his personal life to notice. Sam seemed happier lately, brighter, and she had some sort of glow about her.

And Martin, well something had definitely changed about him. Always smiling around her, looking out for Sam, and being over protective. It finally occurred to Jack that Samantha and Martin Fitzgerald were having a relationship. But what was wrong with that? Martin made Sam happy, and that was all that mattered right?

But Jack couldn't help but feel a stinging pain through his chest as the thought of her and Martin flooded into his head. Jack shook the images out of his mind and tried to focus on the situation at hand.

"When the hell are you gonna let us go," Danny yelled impatiently, stealing Rick's attention away from Martin, "Cause I'm getting pretty pissed off. We have lives to get back to you know."

Rick walked towards Danny with an angry look across his face.

"Do not piss me off," Rick warned as he slammed the back of his gun into Danny's head and walked over to Jack's desk, sitting in his chair as if he were king of the world.

"Danny," Sam shrieked covering her mouth.

"Danny, you ok?" Martin asked from the other side of the room.

Danny wearily lifted his head and looked up at the ceiling, blinking a couple of times.

"Danny, you're bleeding," Vivian noted as a small drip of blood slowly ran down his face.

"Are you ok?" Sam asked fretting.

"Fine," Danny mumbled, " Just a little bump on the head."

"Do you have concussion?" Jack asked.

"Nah," Danny mumbled, "I'll be fine guys"

"I would advise the rest of you," Rick announced, "To keep your mouths shut unless told otherwise."

Rick looked at his watch and frowned, getting up from the chair.

"What?" Vivian asked nosily, "Late for a tea party?"

Rick grunted. "We're running a little behind schedule but no worries, I'll just have to speed things up a little."

"What things exactly?" Martin asked suspiciously.

Rick ignored his question and turned his attention to Sam.

"Ya know Blondie," he said, "There's a lot about your life that you don't know, a lot of buried secrets. I'm not an evil person Sammie, I don't kill for the fun of it, but I won't let anything stand in my way, I'm not stopping until I get what I want."

"Why can't you just tell me what you're talking about?" Sam asked frustrated.

Rick's smile turned into an evil grin and his eyes sparkled with mystery.

"Trust me, once you find out, you'll regret ever wanting to know."

"Are my family alright?" Jack butted in, not able to wait any longer.

"They will be," Rick replied, "As soon as I get out of here you'll have them back."

"Let me talk to them"

"No"

"Please Rick, please let me talk to them"

"… Fine, two minutes"

Rick pulled out his cell phone and dialled a number.

"Ok," he spoke into the phone, "Put em on"

He handed the phone to Jack, "Don't forget, two minutes"

"Hello?"

"Jack?"

"Maria, thank God, are you ok, are the girls ok?"

"Jack where are you? Why isn't anyone coming to for us?"

"I need to know that you're ok. Are any of you hurt?"

"No… no we're ok considering"

"Put Hannah on for a sec"

"No, Jack"

"Well then how about Kate?"

"I don't want you talking to them"

"What?"

"Jack…"

"You don't want me to talk to my own daughters?"

Rick snatched the phone from Jack's grasp and hung up.

"Hey!" Jack yelled angrily.

"Sorry," Rick replied sounding anything but remorseful, "Times up"

Rick looked down at his watch and scanned the room for a moment.

"I've got business to take care of downstairs, don't try anything stupid," Rick said as he walked towards the door, nudged Vivian out the way, and walked out, shutting the door behind him.

As soon as the door slammed shut Jack lifted up the desk leg and slid his cuff off, freeing him self.

"Well that was easy," Vivian said observing, "Maybe he's not as smart as we think."

"No. This guys tricky. He knew that Martin and I could easily escape, I mean it's not like the legs are glued to the floor," Jack answered as he and Martin got up, "He wanted us to be able to escape"

"To run after him?" Sam asked looking from Jack to Martin. Martin thought a minute. "Maybe he's waiting for us in the next room, maybe he wants to split us up, maybe he-"

"Oh I'm sorry to interrupt guys," Danny said sarcastically, "I know you guys are really happy that you've escaped and everything but do you think you could, oh I dunno, maybe untie me!"

Jack held back a smile as he went to undo the ropes around Danny, and Martin went over to Sam to see if she could escape.

"How are you holding up?" Martin asked softly as he inspected the filling cabinet and handcuffs.

"I've been better," Sam answered in a whisper.

"It's no use Martin, I'm stuck" Sam whined as Martin pulled and tugged.

Martin brought a hand up to her cheek and looked deep into her eyes. She gave him a sad frown and looked back down at the ground.

Jack cleared his throat to get their attention.

"It seems Samantha and Vivian aren't going anywhere anytime soon,"

"So what? We just leave them here?" Danny asked.

"Or we just all stay here," Martin suggested, getting up off the ground.

"We can't," Jack disagreed, "We have to get this guy"

"Does anyone else think it's weird that only the ladies can't escape?" Danny asked.

"What are you implying," Vivian asked defensively.

"Oh, no not like that," Danny said raising his hands in defence, "I just meant that it's specifically the women who are stuck. Maybe that's what gets this guy off, maybe he has a thing about chaining up girls and-"

"Ok, ok," Martin stopped him, "We get the picture, but… what if I stay here and-"

The door slamming opening into Vivian interrupted Martin.

"Owww," Vivian groaned.

"You ok Viv?" Sam asked.

"Yeah fine," she replied rubbing her back.

Rick stepped through the door with a gun moving to and fro from Jack, Danny and Martin.

The three agents reached for their guns and aimed for Rick.

Faint sirens could be heard in the background. Sam let out a sigh of relief, as she knew they were about to be saved.

"I guess the cops are coming," Rick said calmly. He didn't seem worried or scared, not even one bit nervous.

"Gotta run," Rick said turning for the door.

"Freeze," Jack ordered, aimed for Rick's shoulder and squeezed the trigger.

Time seemed to stop for a split second. Jack blinked, and blinked again. He couldn't believe his eyes. No blood, no gunshot wound, no bang, nothing. Rick turned around and smiled.

"You think I'm stupid enough to just leave your loaded guns on your sleeping bodies so you can wake up and shoot me? You might want to check that it'sgot bulletsnext time. Goodbye Blondie, oh and don't worry, I will be back" and with that he turned around and shot.

BANG. Blood started pouring on the floor.

"Oh God"

Thump.

"Argh my arm"

"Hold on, cops are almost hear"

"Your losing way to much blood"

"Don't you dare close your eyes, stay awake, you hear me!"


A/N: ok ok I know what you're thinking, hasn't this girl ever heard of a happy ending? Well this is way to fun. So i guess it's pretty obvious that someone got shot, only question is who? I'm really interested in what you guys think so tell me who YOU think got shot, and for those who get it right, I promise I'll mention you in my authors notes:) Don't forget to review.