Sam was sitting at the conference table scribbling in a file. Behind her, Martin stood at the counter. Even though she could not see him, Sam knew that he was staring at her. Martin headed over to his desk but his eyes were still on her.

Samantha watched him. She had no idea what was on his mind. She had no idea why he was staring at her, "Martin."

"Yeah?" He responded.

"Is there a reason that you are staring at me." Sam speculated.

"I was just…" He grabbed a chair and sat next to her, "I was just wondering how we are going to approach this?"

"Approach what?" Sam asked.

"How are we going to tell the team about our current situation?" Martin explained.

Sam did not say anything for a moment. She was thinking of something to say but her mind went blank, "You know what? I was hoping that you would tell me?"

"Tell you? Tell you what?" He repeated.

"I want to hear your ideas about how we are going to tell them?" Sam simplified.

"Well…" He cleared his throat, "One idea was that we could just tell them all at once. So we could just get it over with." His voice decrescendo word by word as soon as Sam put her head down. Her gestured showed that she disagreed.

"You don't like it?" Martin asked.

"Not really." Sam said.

Jack walked in the hallway of the FBI headquarters. Unexpectedly, Jack had slept in. He was up all night thinking about Sam and Martin.

Passing the bullpen, he saw Sam and Martin alone. They were the only workers who had arrived so far. At first, Jack though they were innocuously flirting with each other. Jack realized that he was being gullible. Just because they were talking did not mean something was going on. After Jack concentrated around the room, he noticed that there were a few people here too, besides Martin and Sam.

"I'm getting too old for this." Jack said to himself. He did not feel like talking to either one of them.

"We could just tell them one by one." Martin said.

"I was just hoping you could do it." Sam spouted out.

"All by myself?" Martin said in denial.

"Yeah. But you're not going to let that happen… are you?" Sam said.

Martin grabbed her hand, "Sam."

Sam let go of Martin's hand when she saw Danny and Vivian walking in. "How about this. I'll tell Jack. You tell Danny. And we both tell Vivian."

"You want me to tell Danny?" Martin asked. He was not exactly in speaking terms with Danny. Actually, he preferred it if he stayed completely away from Danny.

"Would your rather tell Jack?" Sam said.

Martin recognized that he did not want to tell Jack. Samantha and Jack. Tell Jack was defiantly not an option. "Okay I'll tell Danny." Martin said as if he had no choice.

Danny walked by Sam and Martin giving them a livid look. Danny was annoyed with Sam and Martin's relationship. One day they were all furious with each other. The next day they were all close and cozy. Danny decided that if wanted calm down, he might want to have some coffee.

"Are you going to go?" Sam pushed.

Martin stood up slowly. Since he remained indifferent towards Danny's attitude, he was not exactly eager to tell Danny that Sam and he were going to have a baby.

After staying his distance in the hallway, Martin was behind Danny who grabbing his coffee.

Danny turned around seeing Martin, "Hey man." He said it as if nothing had happen.

"Hey." Martin replied.

Danny took a sip from his coffee, "Do you want something."

"Uh, yeah actually." Martin said. This was it! Right now, Martin was going to explain everything to Danny. He was going to explain everything. Danny was in the middle of everything and it was about time that Martin had gotten him out of it. It was time that Danny learned the truth!

"What?" Danny asked.

"I… uh… I was going to grab some coffee." Martin chickened out.

"Okay." Danny walked out of the room.


"Hey Jack." Sam's head peeked through the door.

"Yeah Sam." He said.

"Could I talk to you?" Sam asked.

"Sure." He got up, "Please have a seat."

Sam vigorously started to felt nervous and frightened. Every time she stepped toward the chair, made her want to run away.

Jack took off his glasses and sat on his desk facing Sam. "Now what is it?" Jack was hoping that she would talk about Martin. He wanted to know everything. He wanted to know why she was having college-college relationship. He wanted to know how she could take another chance.

"Well…" She took a deep breath. "Well, I'm sure that you have notice that I've been acting strangely lately."

"I've seen a small change in your personality." Jack lied. He had seen a huge change in her personality. She had been irritable, vulnerable, and sensitive.

Sam wanted to get this off her chest. She wanted to tell him. She wanted to be happy about having a baby. However, the only way she could be happy was if she told people about it. "The reason… The reason why I have been acting weird is because I am…" She wanted to say the word pregnant but her conscience would not let her, "over stress." Somehow, she could not tell him. She really wanted to be happy. Nonetheless, she felt like it was not time.

"Overstress?" Jack said.

"Yeah I guess I have been working hard. I was just wondering I could tomorrow off?" Sam asked.

"Tomorrow is Wednesday." Jack checked.

"Yeah Wednesday." Sam insured.

"Um. You know what. I was going to give everyone a five-day weekend anyways. But, it won't going start until Thursday. Can you wait that long?" Jack elucidated.

"Yeah. I can wait to Thursday. Thanks." Sam headed out the door.

"Sam." Jack stopped her.

"Yeah." She said.

"Is that what you wanted to talk about?" Jack asked. He wanted to make sure he gave her a chance to tell her the complete truth.

"Yeah that's it." Samantha reclined.

Jack knew that she was lying. He could read it in her eyes.


Sam and Martin both had a difficult time for the rest of the day. Samantha never told Jack. She did not know how to tell him. All that year, Jack has had a difficult time as it was. He lost his daughters. He lost his wife. His father had Alzheimer's disease. Jack did not need Sam to bring her problems into the office. If Samantha did tell Jack, she wondered how he would react. She could hear him now. "Sam. I am literally speechless! Wait that was a lie. I have so many questions. Why are you having another relationship with someone from work? We both know it's unprofessional since you I... got involved. Listen. You can handle it by yourself but it should affect our investigation. It should not drag Danny or Vivian. But it especially should not involve me because I want absolute nothing to do with it!"

Martin did not know how to tell Danny. Danny and he used to be great pals. Somewhere on the line, something changed. Danny became hard ass. He only listened to things that he wanted to hear. If he did not like what he heard, he would isolate it and adjust it the way he likes it. For example, when he found out about Sam and Martin's relationship just a few days ago, he flipped out! He had to get involved. If Danny knew about Samantha's pregnancy, he would probably say, "What's wrong with you? Samantha has had it tough for a while and you had no right to get her pregnant! What were thinking? She does not need this now. She doesn't need you now."

"Hey." Martin said as he walked towards Samantha. Since it was nighttime everyone tried to cram to finish his or her paperwork. Everyone was finishing the paperwork to Today's case. Today's case was of a missing girl lost in a grocery store. Vivian had left late for a doctor's appointment, Jack was in his office, and Danny was all the way on the other side of the room.

"Hey." Martin said.

"So. Did you tell him?" Sam immediately asked.

"Well not exactly." Martin stated.

"You got cold feet?" Sam insisted.

"Yeah." Martin answered.

"Yeah. I did too." Sam responded.

"I guess it's going to be a bit harder than we thought." Martin said.

"Isn't everything." Sam said.

"You know I think we should just runaway." Martin joked.

"Run away?" Sam played along.

"Yeah you know somewhere simple, like Canada." Martin teased.

"Canada." Sam said.

Martin smiled and so did Sam.

"I got you something." Martin opened a small yellow box. "It was my sister's daughter. She gave to me a couple of years ago. She gave my mom her daughter's baby bottle. She gave my dad her spoon. She gave my cousin a baby bib. I don't why she did it."

Samantha smiled showing that loved it. She tried not cried. "Thank you."

"No problem." He said.

"If I knew there were prizes involved I would have asked for a car." Sam said.

"A car." Martin repeated.

"You know nothing to expensive. Just a beautiful read mustang." Sam joked.

"How about a Volkswagen?" Martin said.

"A Volkswagen? Do I look like some twenty year old freshman at college?" Sam put down the booties down.

"No you don't." Martin answered her rhetorically joke.

"No?" Sam said.

"No. To tell you the truth, I don't think you've ever looked more beautiful." Martin said.

Samantha gloated, "You're easy because I didn't even get a chance to shower this morning."

Martin leaned in to kiss her but never got a chance. Samantha moved her head and turned around. She saw that Danny was staring.

"You done here?" Martin said after he noticed that Danny was spying on them.

"I got about another hour or so." Sam stated.

"Meet me at my place about later tonight." Martin asked.

"I'll be there." Sam said.