A/N: Thanks to jtsideout389, wItHouT a tRacE fReAk, berta101, lapmal, and kadyann for the great reviews.

Martin woke up breathless. He groaned as he shifted his injured arm, causing Sam to wake up.

"Martin? Are you ok?" she mumbled as she sat up.

Martin greeted his teeth as he reached out to his bedside table for his medication.

"Martin?"

Martin swallowed the tablets dry. "I'm fine Sam, go back to bed," Martin mumbled, lying back down.

Sam bit her lip. "Do you want water or something?"

Martin closed his eyes and shook his head.

Sam sighed. "Maybe this was a bad idea. You should be in hospital."

Martin breathed in deeply. "No it's ok, I'll be fine."

Sam wrapped her arms around her legs and stared at Martin, waiting for him to fall back asleep.

15 minutes later

Martin's chest gently moved up and down, rhythmically. Sam bent down and gently kissed his forehead.

"I love you Martin," she whispered.

Martin soon woke up to the sweet smell of blueberry pancakes.

He pulled himself out of bed, grunting a few times, and walked out into the kitchen.

Sam was hovering over the stove in one of his robes.

"Since when do you cook?" Martin asked as he sat down at the dining table.

Sam smiled. "I can cook when I have to, I'm not completely incompetent. How's your arm?"

"Better than last night. Thank God for pain killers huh," Martin replied, scratching at his arm.

Sam brought the cooked pancakes to the table and sat down. Martin dug in immediately.

"Sorry they're not exactly 5 star restaurant material," Sam said shyly.

Martin chuckled. "They taste great. Are you ready to see Dr. Waters?"

Sam sighed. "I am so sick of this whole thing. It seems like everything revolves around Rick and what he did. Why can't things just go back to normal, back when every conversation didn't revolve around him."

"Sam, I didn't mean to-"

"Sorry, I'm sorry Martin," Sam apologised, "I didn't mean to snap. I'm just.. tired that's all."

"It's fine," Martin replied reassuringly.

"Uh, the appointment's not til… soon," Sam replied glancing at the clock, surprised at how late it was.

"Ok, we'll go after breakfast."

Sam got up to have a shower, but sat down again quickly. She forgot to tell Martin that Jack was coming to the session.

Martin looked at her questioningly.

"Uh, I better go ring Jack, tell him what time we're leaving," Sam said nervously.

"Jack?" Martin asked.

"Jack's gonna join the session."

Martin's face fell.

"Oh," he replied, obviously disappointed.

"Martin-"

"Why?"

"Because, because he's a friend Martin," Sam stated.

"Danny's a friend, Vivian's a friend," Martin replied coldly.

"Martin, Jack's coming, end of story. I want him to come," Sam argued.

She didn't really want Jack to come as badly as it sounded, but Martin had challenged her, and she was never one to back down.

"Then what do you need me there for?" Martin asked, "If he's there to look after you there's no need for me to tag along."

"Martin you are my boyfriend, of course I want you there. If I had to pick of course I'd pick you. But Martin this isn't about our relationship or mine and Jack's for that matter, it's about putting an end to this nightmare."

Martin was just about to argue back when Sam's cell phone rang.

Martin retreated back to his bedroom.

"Spade," Sam answered.

"Hey Sam, it's Jack. What time's your appointment?"

"Uh," Sam glanced at Martin's bedroom, feeling bad, "Meet us at the clinic inan hour."

"Sure. Is everything ok over there."

"We're fine but uh, I can't really talk right now. I'll see you later Jack."

"Are you sure everything's ok?"

"Sure, bye Jack."

Sam hung up.

"Let me guess," Maria said angrily as she entered the lounge room where Jack was sitting, "She's begging you to go see her?"

"Actually no."

Maria pulled out a suitcase and threw it at Jack. "Fill it and leave. This time you're not coming back. It's over between us Jack. You'll be talking to my lawyer!"

Maria stormed out furiously.

"Hey Viv," Danny greeted as he walked into Missing Persons Unit.

"Hi Danny," she said back, eyes glued to a computer screen.

"Going through 1985 cases?" Danny asked, handing Vivian a steaming cup of coffee.

"Yep," She replied.

"You know that's gonna take ages."

"If something happened, we'll find it."

Martin and Sam sat patiently in the waiting room of the clinic. It was full of brochures and books about mind power.

Sam picked up one of the books.

"Hypnotism: finding your inner power." She read aloud.

Martin ignored her and stared at the pink walls.

"You're not still upset about this morning are you?" Sam asked.

"I'm not upset Samantha I'm just thinking."

Sam frowned. "Don't call me Samantha."

Martin sighed. "Damn cliché," he mumbled.

"Hey guys," Jack said as he approached almost out of nowhere.

"Hey Jack," Sam said forcing a smile.

A young lady approached them.

"Excuse me Miss? Dr. Waters is ready to see you now."

Rick answered his phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey it's me"

"You got it?"

"Yeah I got it. You got my money?"

"Have I ever let you down?"

"Look Rick, this is serious stuff. Are you sure you wanna do this?"

"Revenge is sweet, it's time Sammie got hers."

"Ok Samantha, I need you to clear your mind," Dr. Waters said calmly.

Sam was lying on a soft table, being watched intently by Jack and Martin.

"Do you see anything?" Dr. Waters asked.

"I… I feel something, on my hands"

"Describe it to me Samantha."

"It's blood. There's blood all over my hands."

"Shhh, Samantha it's ok. Remember we can stop this anytime. Are you ok to keep going?"

"I'm ok. The blood's gone now. I can hear ringing, it's really loud."

"What else?"

"People screaming. Everyone's running around scared. I, I'm holding a gun."

"Keep going."

"I can feel someone behind me, breathing on my neck, he's saying, 'Showtime Blondie'."

"Ahhhhhhhh," Sam sat up suddenly, screaming.

"Sam," Martin rushed to her side.

Sam's breath was quick and shaky.

"I don't wanna do this anymore," she murmured.

"Sam," Jack said, rubbing her arm, "It's ok, you're safe,"

"No Jack, You weren't there, you didn't feel it, didn't hear it, didn't-"

"I think we should go now," Martin suggesting, grabbing Sam's hand.

"Miss spade," Dr. Waters explained, "We still have a lot of work to do."

"We'll do it another day," Martin said pulling Sam towards the door, "Let's go."

Jack stood in front of Martin.

"Sam, please keep going a bit longer. No one can hurt you," Jack pleaded.

"Don't make me do this Jack," Sam begged, and left with Martin.

Just as they walked out the door, Jack got a phone call.

"Malone"

"Jack, you won't believe what Viv and I found,"

"What is it?"

"Let's just say I hope Sam didn't remember anything negative,"

"And if she did?"

"Then we got a big problem"

A/N: So... what do you think is going on? Tell me, I want to see if anyone can guess.