Martin walked into the bullpen and greeted Danny, Vivian, and Jack.

"Hey. What do you need help with?" Martin asked Jack as he settled in his desk.

"Missing college student, we have a surveillance tape from outside of a gas station of her being shoved into a car. That's pretty much all we have right now. Besides personal stuff, that is."

"Okay, so what can I do?"

"Vivian and I are going to talk to her parents. You and Danny are heading over to her college to talk to her roommate and professors."

"Sounds good," Martin turned toward Danny and put his coat back on, "Ready?"

"Yep, let's go."

Danny begun to drive the two hour drive to the modest college in upstate New York, "God, I hope we don't have to go here more than once, this drive is brutal." Danny said to Martin.

"Yea." Martin replied as he looked out the window.

"Something wrong, Marty?" Danny asked his friend.

"No, I just feel bad," he said turning to Danny, "leaving Samantha. She's just all alone. What if something happened to her or the baby and I couldn't be there?"

"Nothing is going to happen to her or the baby. You know she'd call you the second she felt something was wrong."

"I guess." Martin said as he fiddled with the radio searching for a half decent radio station, but after thirty seconds of searching, he gave up and turned the radio off and forcefully leaned back on his chair.

"Are you okay?" Danny asked as he turned of the left blinker.

"I should be home."

"You're way too paranoid, Martin." Danny chuckled, "Thought of any new names?"

"Not really. Sam suggested Paige, and we still have Alexis, Lily, Grace, Natalie, and Molly as possibilities."

"Well, it's a good thing you still have two months to decide."

"Yeah." Martin smiled as they turned into the college. "So what's the story with this girl?"

"Umm, Nineteen, College Sophomore. Her name is Carrie White."

"That name sounds familiar." Martin said

"Stephen King's 'Carrie'. Hey, I wonder if pig's blood was dumped on her at her prom."

"Yea, and I bet she can move things with her mind. Who are we going to talk too?"

"Her roommate, Rose Waters."

"People have weird names these days." Martin said as Danny parked the car in the campus parking lot.

"Let's see what we can find out about Miss White." Danny said as he walked toward the dormitories.

"Miss Waters? I'm Agent Taylor, this is Agent Fitzgerald. We'd like to talk to you about your roommate, Carrie White?"

"Yea, sure. Come in." said the pale faced girl with long strawberry long hair. As the two male agents walked in to the dorm, they noticed that one side was fairly tidy with dozens of novels neatly organized while the other side had CDs and magazines thrown about. Martin thought it was the most cliché college dormitory he'd ever seen.

"When was the last time you saw Carrie?" Danny asked

"About three, maybe four days ago. I don't see her everyday though. Our classes and personal lives kind of clash; I'm a morning person, she's more of a night owl."

"So, which side of the room is Carrie's?" Martin asked.

"The messy side," Rose chucked to herself, "She is wilder than I am, and a lot messier. But we get along all right."

"Does she go out a lot?" Danny asked.

"Yeah, I guess. Pretty much whenever she gets a chance. But where? I don't know. She doesn't talk to me about that stuff."

"Is she seeing anyone?"

"I'm not sure. She may be having some kind of fling. I think that's over though. She came home crying about something the other day."

Flashback

"Carrie? Is that you?" Rose asked as she turned on the light. Carrie turned walked in to the dorm and covered her face from the light.

"Sorry to wake you, Rose. I just had a bad night." Carrie said as she searched for tissue. It was until then that Rose saw she was crying.

"Carrie, what's wrong? Did something happen?" Rose said as she walked toward her roommate.

"I'm just a big idiot. I'm gonna take a shower. I'm really sorry to wake you up." Carrie grabbed a towel and a pair of pajamas and walked out of the dorm. Rose turned toward the clock, it read 2:48 A.M.

End Flashback

"Did you ever find out what she was crying about?" Martin asked.

"No, but one of her friends came by the other day and I asked her if she knew anything about Carrie."

"What was the friends' name?" Danny asked

"Megan Horton."

"Did you find out anything?" Martin asked the girl

"I don't know if it's true, but Carrie told Megan that she had been sleeping with one of her professors. I think it was her Lit professor. But I don't know if it's true."

Martin looked at Danny, "I guess we've got a lead."