A/N: Happy New Year people! Hope you all had a good holiday.

Enjoy this part, sort of a filler. It will get more exciting soon.

The day was long and tiring, again a lot of it was spent trying to figure out who it could be who was harassing Samantha. None of their ideas were plausible, and they still ended up right where they started on square one, with no more ideas or theories than they had when they started.

"This is ridiculous." said Danny frustrated, slamming another useless casefile down on the table. It was late in the afternoon and they were all getting headaches and going cross eyed from reading through old cases and paperwork all day.

"Nothing huh?" said Vivian.

Danny shook his head, so did the others. Samantha sighed heavily, attracting the others worried gazes. She rolled her eyes, it was nice to know they were concerned but she was coping fine - she didn't need to have a babysitter or anything.

At around 5:30, Jack called it quitting time and they still hadn't found anything useful. Vivian was very worried about what this meant, this guy was obviously a pro. He managed to get into Sam's apartment somehow while she was there, and now he knew where Danny lived. They had no concept of how dangerous he could be; therefore they didn't know how much danger Sam was in. They could guess (because of the fake police call) that he didn't seem to care about lying or what the lies would do to the person. But nothing concrete that would help them find who it was.

"Sam?" called Vivian to Samantha who was packing up her stuff.

"Yeah?" replied Sam.

"You feel like going for a quick coffee or something?"

Sam smiled, "That sounds good." She turned to Danny. "Hey Danny, I'll meet you back at the apartment later ok?"

"Sure. Be careful alright?"

Samantha grinned, "Yup."

Samantha and Vivian settled down in a booth in a nearby coffee shop.

"How's Reggie doing? You said he was having a little trouble at school a while ago."

"He's fine now, it was just a small problem with one of the other kids."

Samantha smiled and took a sip of her coffee, a far off look coming into her eyes. "I wish that this whole thing had never happened." she said after a long pause. "They never teach you how to handle things like this. I don't know what to do."

Vivian shifted in her seat, trying to find the right words. "There are so many ways to handle a situation like this, depending on the person. I guess you should just follow your gut instinct."

"I suppose. Why are they doing this?" Samantha raised her eyes and looked Vivian straight in the eyes for the first time during their conversation. Vivian inwardly cringed at the resignation in her eyes. She felt her heart ache, not used to seeing that look in her co-workers eyes.

She sighed, not knowing how to answer because she honestly didn't know and that scared her, scared her to think that some people were capable of doing those things.

Samantha's eyes searched Vivian's face, looking for an answer or certainty that it was going to be okay, but found hope and an offer of friendship and support instead. Vivian wasn't certain that everything would be fine, she could only hope and pray that it would be.

They finished their coffees in silence before Vivian drove Samantha back to Danny's.

"Hey Danny." said Samantha as she walked into the apartment.

Danny was sitting on the couch, randomly flicking through channels. "Hey." he replied turning round and smiling. "Have a good time?"

Sam nodded. "Looks like you had a productive evening."

"Of course." Yawning Danny got up, stretched and sat down at the table.

Samantha got herself a glass of water and joined Danny at the table.

"Doesn't this whole thing really freak you out?" he asked bluntly.

Sam sighed, he was a lot more direct than Vivian which was a good thing - usually. Danny was her best friend, she had known him for so long, and because of this she couldn't lie to him, and he couldn't to her.

"When I got that call that said you had been in an accident- I was- it just- I don't know. I thought it was real. And I just couldn't begin to imagine you not being here."

Danny looked at her and saw the tears forming and realised how much that phone call must have made her suffer. He could guess at what he might feel like if he had got a call like that. Sam was his best friend, and he didn't know how he would go on if she wasn't there. He reached across the table and held her hand, squeezing it gently.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

"That guy's sick Danny. To play with people's emotions like that." She paused. "When I saw you, I couldn't believe it- I thought I was hallucinating. I can't describe how happy I was when I realised that it was actually you."

"We are going to catch that guy Sam." said Danny resolutely.

"I hope so, I don't want to have to deal with more of his sick jokes."

Danny smiled, "We will get him." I just hope we get him soon, who knows what he's capable of, he thought to himself not wanting to share his worries with Sam.

Sam sighed and stood up." I'm gonna get an early night." she said. "Alright." said Danny standing up. "Think I'm gonna see what's on TV."

"Night." said Samantha walking over to give Danny a quick hug.

"Night Sam." he replied. He sighed a soft, sad sigh as he watched Sam walk away. This was bothering her more that she admitted. Sam was his family, his sister and he hated to see her hurting. He promised to do whatever he could to get this guy.