Disclaimer-I wish

This is only my second fanfic. I was never good at English but I do my best. If anyone would like to help me out by proofreading any of my future fics please let me know.

This fic takes place right after Manhunt but before Endgame.

TO THE BALLGAME WE GO

"Hey Samantha you want to get some dinner then maybe catch a late movie?" Martin asked Samantha as they both were finishing up paper work from a case they just closed.

"Oh Martin I don't know. I'm pretty tired; I think I'll just head home."

"Right." Martin answered. He was putting on his jacket to get ready and leave when Samantha said "I'm sorry Martin, I just want to get some sleep tonight."

"Sure whatever." And Martin turned around and walked out of the office leaving Samantha alone and watching him leave.

The next morning

"Did you get that sleep you wanted?" Martin asked Samantha as they sat down at the large conference table in the office.

"Yea I did". She lied. Samantha was awake all night wondering about her relationship with Martin. She wasn't sure what was going on or how much longer it was going to last.

"Good". Martin replied. "I wouldn't want to keep you up at night."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Samantha asked very defensive and with a bit of anger and hurt in her voice.

"Nothing it means." Martin was cut off when Jack, Vivian and Danny joined them at the table.

"Alright everyone it's already 9:00 and we have no case. I could get used to this. I entrust in all of you that you will find something productive to do." Jack told the group.

Everyone returned to their desks and began to rummage through paperwork and case files that had began to pile up on their desks.

Samantha just sat at her desk staring at a dark computer screen. Every so often Samantha would steal a look at Martin. She knew what Martin was referring to in their earlier conversation. She knew he was having trouble keeping their relationship a secret. But she wasn't sure what to do. She tried to explain it to him the other morning when they were reading the newspaper on her front steps. But as usual they got in a fight and he ran off. They haven't talked about it since.

It was after lunch and everyone seemed preoccupied with their own work so Samantha took the opportunity to approach Martin.

"Hey. What you working on?"

"Nothing much." And Martin turned away from Samantha.

"I just came over to apologize for last night. How can I make it up to you?"

"Will you do anything I ask?" Martin said with a teasing grin on his face.

Samantha smiled back and nodded her head.

"Go with me to the Nicks game."

Samantha's heart stopped. She was still not ready to make their relationship public.

Martin knew she was going to shoot him down again but instead of arguing with her he took this problem into his own hands.

"Samantha, can I prove to you that no one will care if we go see a Nicks game?" He didn't give her time to respond.

Martin jumped up on top of the round conference table in the middle of the office.

"Martin what the hell are you doing?" Jack asked but didn't get an answer.

"Attention everyone, attention." Everyone in the office stopped what they were doing and looked at Agent Fitzgerald.

"Martin please don't do this." Samantha pleaded with Martin.

He just grinned back at her. God I'm going to pay for this. It's all or nothing. Martin thought to himself.

"Ok does anyone in this office care if I take Agent Spade to the Nicks game tonight?" The entire office was silent.

Danny and Vivian smiled to themselves. Jack looked at Samantha who was staring in disbelief at Martin.

Martin looked around the room. After a moment and no one had objected Martin said "See Samantha I told you no one cares."

In her disbelief Samantha left the office. Martin jumped off the table and followed her.

"Samantha would you wait up." Samantha kept walking fast. She didn't acknowledge Martin until they were out of the building. Once outside Samantha sharply turned around to face Martin.

"How dare you humiliate me in front of the entire office?" "I asked you to do one thing and that was not to tell anyone and you couldn't do that. And don't try to play dumb you know what I'm talking about."

"I guess I don't why don't you explain it to me."

"How do you think it looks?"

"What?"

"Agent Spade sleeps with her married boss then sleeps with her co worker who just happens to be the director's son."

"Damn it Samantha will you ever get over Jack?"

"What?"

"It's always about you and Jack, your affair with him." "Well what about me where the hell do I fit in Samantha?"

With tears in her eyes she answered "I don't know."

"Well if you don't know Samantha neither do I."

Martin started to walk back into the office building.

"I never meant to hurt you Martin."

'That's the hell of Samantha you did."

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