A/N: Thanks alot for the reviews, glad you haven't forgotten. This chap is kinda a reminder of what happened, but I won't say too much, better just read it.

Sam stretched her arms and threw her purse on the table as she walked past. She fell into the couch and kicked off her shoes.

Just as she was getting comfy, her cell rang.

"Spade," Sam answered quickly, expecting it to be the hospital.

"Hey Sam, it's me"

"Jack?"

Sam sat up.

"Yeah"

"Oh"

Jack frowned.

"Disappointed?"

"yeah, I mean no," Sam shook her head, even though Jack couldn't see her, "No I just thought it might be the hospital, calling about Martin."

"Oh," Jack replied sounding less than interested, "How is the Wonder Boy?"

"Coping. How's your family? They must have had a rough time?"

Jack sighed loudly. "Maria's pissed off that I wasn't there, and the girls are confused as to why I wasn't there. Not to mention scared out of their minds."

"Sorry"

"It's not your fault"

Sam rubbed her eyes. "Actually it is. It's my fault. Rick's my problem, but I made him yours, and Martin's."

"Are you home alone now?"

"Yes, why?"

"Sam you shouldn't be by yourself, I'm coming over."

"Jack no, I'm f-"

Sam, I'm coming over." And with that Jack hung up.

Sam groaned and looked around her apartment. She figured she better tidy up a bit before Jack got there. Not that she was trying to impress Jack or anything. She was with Martin now, hell, she was in love with Martin. But she couldn't help but feel pressured by him. She felt she had to open up to him too much. She had opened up, a lot lately. She almost told him she loved him, but she could feel the pressure and it caused her to have doubts.

She wondered if she was saying it because it's how she felt or because it was what he felt.

Samdismissed itas she picked up clothes off her floor. She didn't want to have to think about that now.

Later that night

Sam opened her door to see Jack holding a bag of Chinese food.

"Thought you might be hungry," Jack said as he walked inside.

Sam smiled. "Thanks."

"Are you ok?" Jack asked as he sat down.

"I'm fine," she replied, following him and opened the delicious smelling bag.

"Sorry, I'm just worried that's all."

"Why?"

Jack ate a piece of pork.

"He is a very dangerous man Samantha. And you are a very vulnerable woman."

Sam swallowed her mouthful. "Maybe."

"So do you remember anything? About Rick I mean." Jack asked.

"No," Sam replied, "But I'm thinking of seeing a specialist in memory loss. Dr. Cameron Waters. She uses hypnotism."

"When are you seeing her?" Jack asked, hoping he could come with her.

Sam sighed and put down her fork.

"I dunno," she replied bluntly, "Right now I'm just focusing on Martin getting out of hospital."

Jack looked down at the floor. "How long have you two been together?"

Sam looked sadly into his eyes. "A couple of months."

"Oh"

"Jack I-"

"Don't worry about it Sam. Everything's fine between us right?"

"Right," she replied softly.

Jack knew that was a lie. Nothing would ever be fine between them, he felt way to much for her.

"Have you spoke to Danny?" Sam asked, trying to change the subject.

"Not really, I think he's over at the station with a sketch artist, I don't think they're getting anything on Rick. But I saw Viv before I came here. She was really upset." Jack replied solemnly.

"I can't believe Rick brought up that thing about when she was 17. I never would have guessed Vivian would have an overdose. Did she ever tell you?" Sam asked curiously.

"No. I tried to speak to her about it before but she just wants to forget the whole thing," Jack said.

"Rick must have done a lot of research to get all that info on us. He's had this planned for a while," Sam muttered.

"Yeah," Jack agreed, "This is serious."

"How did you get involved with him?" Sam asked, remembering that Jack was partially involved.

"Well, after the power went out," Jack explained, "Rick approached me. He told me who he was and that he had my family, He said he would kill them if I didn't do what he said. But I didn't know he was out to get you. I never wanted you to get involved."

"It's ok." Sam replied. They sat in silence for a while until Sam shuddered.

"What's wrong?" Jack asked with concern.

"I've just got this… awful feeling in the pit of my stomach,"

"What feeling?"

" I dunno. I feel like something bad happened. Something really bad, years and years ago. And when Rick called me Blondie, when he said that name, shivers ran down my spine, because I KNOW that that name…arrgh, I just can't, God I can't remember," Sam said, frustrated.

"Shhh, it's ok," Jack soothed, pulling Sam into a hug, "Just relax."

Sam, took a deep breath in and out. She let Jack embrace her, thinking of how wrong it was. Martin was in a hospital bed and she was finding comfort in her married ex.

Sam knew the right thing to do was to pull away, but she couldn't. She strangely found herself drawn to Jack, and couldn't find the will power to move.

RING RING

Sam jumped and pulled away as her cell vibrated on the coffee table.

"Spade," She answered, eyeing Jack.

"Sam, it's Danny. Come to the hospital QUICK. It's Martin!"

A/N: This one's a bit shorter than what I usually write. Tell me what you think of this chapter, or what you think will happen.