This is my first "Without A Trace" fanfiction. It's a Sam/Martin pairing. I thought of the idea for this fanfiction after watching the show.

9:15 A.M.

FBI: Missing Person's HeadQuarters

Agent Jack Malone was in deep conversation with fellow Agent Vivian Johnson when Agent Danny Taylor ran up to them. "What's wrong?" Jack asked Danny, as he tried to catch his breath. "Danny?"

"We just got confirmation, Jack," Danny reported, as he gasped for air. "Sam and Martin were kidnaped this morning on their way in to work."

"When? Where?"

"Just about two blocks from here, at the corner coffee house." Danny then put in a video surveillance tape. They then watched as five armed men, forced a fighting Martin and Sam into the back of a white van. The van then drove off the screen. "That was two hours ago."

"Let's do this the right way," Jack said, as he looked at the white board. "And bring our people home."

"Right," Danny said, as he took off to find two pictures, while Vivian started to make the phone calls. Jack just stared at the tape for a minute, then shut if off, and started to get everybody in motion.

Agent Martin Fitzgerald woke up with one major headache and a blonde handcuffed to his right arm. Martin looked around to see that they were still in the van and after a few hard bumps, knew, that they were still moving. He then felt Agent Samantha Spade move against his chest, as she tried to get her bearings only to yank him along with her when she went to sit up. "Sorry, Martin," she whispered, when she realized that they were handcuffed. "Are you okay?"

"I've been better," he whispered back, as they both laid back on the floor, not wanting to draw any unwanted attention to themselves. "Think the others have noticed that we are missing yet?"

"Yeah, they're probably on trying to figure out who kidnaped us."

"Quiet back there," a gruff voice ordered, bringing their attention to a rather large man, coming towards them. The van shifted with every step that he took. Martin sat up quickly, and pulled Sam behind him. "Don't worry, Lad. I won't harm your girl just yet."

"That's good to know," Sam said, as she slid her free hand around Martin's neck, looking up at the man. "And who are you?"

"I'm the man who's going to ransom you off, Love."

"Right." The van hit another hole, sending Martin and Sam to the floor at the man's feet.

"Not too graceful are you," the man joked, as he grabbed their arms and yanked them back up. "Don't worry, I won't tell a soul."

"And what happens if the ransom isn't paid for us?" Sam asked, causing Martin to shoot a concerned look her way. "What? I kinda wanted to know."

"Well, it won't be pretty."

"I bet not." Martin then sat against the side of the van wall and pulled Sam close to his side. "Sorry, Martin."

"It's okay, Sam." Martin then planted a soft kiss into Sam's hair, as he kept an eye on the man. "This is going to be a very long day."

"You can say that again." Sam then took the opportunity to clean back into Martin's chest and he wrapped his arms around her. "But at least we're together."

"Yeah."

11:15 3 hours missing

TBC

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