A/N: Thanks so so so much for the reviews. Sorry this chapter is a bit late, work experience :(

Martin glanced over at Sam as she drove through the pouring rain. She hadn't said a word since they left the clinic.

Martin opened his mouth to speak but Sam interjected.

"I'm not going back Martin."

Martin sighed. "Sam,"

"Do you realise that I could go to prison?"

Martin shook his head. "It was years ago Sam, and you don't even know if you committed a crime."

"I killed someone Martin," She said softly, "I murdered someone."

The car fell silent.

"Sorry about this morning," Sam said a minute later.

"No I'm sorry"

"It was my fault Martin. I should've handled the Jack situation better."

"How about we call it even," Martin suggested with a small smile.

Sam smiled back. "Sounds good to me."

Sam stared out onto the road, while Martin answered his ringing phone.

"Fitzgerald," he answered.

"Hey man it's Danny. How's the arm?"

"I can't drive, so my life lies in the hands of Sam's poor driving skills," Martin said with a smirk.

Sam punched him in his good arm.

"So what's up Danny?"

"Uh, look you two need to come to the office."

"Why?"

"Well, this thing's more serious than we thought."

Martin furrowed his brow and glanced at Sam.

"She won't come."

Sam looked at Martin questioningly.

"She has to Martin."

"Hand me the phone," Sam told Martin.

"Hey it's Sam,"

"Sam come to the office,"

She looked at Martin hesitantly.

"And if I don't?"

"Sam we're trying to help you. If we don't sort this out now we never will. Now please come."

Sam hung up.

"She's not gonna come," Vivian told Jack as they waited.

"She'll be here, just wait a little longer."

"Guys?" Danny asked, "How should we handle this?"

"Well we're not certain what she might've done," Jack replied, "We have to ask her about-"

"Ask her about what?" Sam asked as she walked in with Martin.

"About your past," Jack continued.

Sam sat down at the table. "Ask away."

"Ok," Danny said, "Viv and I searched all the unsolved crimes in the area you grew up in and we came up with 98 cases."

"Wow," Martin exclaimed, "Bad year for detectives."

"Now out of those 98 we narrowed it down to ones that match our criteria the closest."

Vivian handed Sam five folders.

"Five cases," she informed, "2 hit an runs, a B&E shooting, bank robbery gone bad, and a mysterious DB shot and then burned."

"You went from 98 to 5? That's impressive," Sam said.

"We stayed up all night," Vivian replied.

"Not to mention that most of them were rape cases," Danny added.

"Ok," Sam said as she opened that first file, " A hit and run down on Maynard street. 12 year old Kimberly Jane hit by a blue Mercedes. That was on September 4th 1985."

"Ring any bells?" Vivian asked.

"No I don't think so," Sam replied, "I've never owned a blue Mercedes, and I don't think it was a hit and run. It was more… hands on if you will."

"What about the Break and Enter?" Jack asked.

Sam opened the folder.

"Uh, August 12 1985. 2 masked guys broke into the Kerr residence and shot and killed Daniel Kerr, age 32."

"The whole family witnessed it," Jack said, "Maybe they're the people you saw running around when you were hypnotised."

Sam sighed. "I can't remember."

"Is anything sounding familiar?" Martin asked.

Sam shook her head.

"Ok, try this one," Jack said, pushing a folder under Sam's nose.

She opened it.

"February 25th, 1985," Sam read out, "A bank on the corner of Insignia Avenue was held up by 3 masked men."

Sam stopped reading as she felt a shiver run down her spine.

"Sam?" Martin asked.

"I-I think this is it," Sam stuttered, "The ringing I heard, it was from the alarm bell. And everyone was running around."

"It says here that a mother was shot protecting her kid," Martin read.

"Oh God," Sam mumbled, "I must have killed her."

"Sam," Danny said, "It could have been the other-"

"No. I had her blood on my hands. I could feel myself pulling the trigger," Sam said, starting to panic.

"Uh, Sam that's not else," Jack informed.

Sam looked up at Jack.

"The DB that was shot and burned…"

"Yeah?"

"It was one of the robbers."

Sam swallowed slowly.

"Who was it?"

"He was too badly burned to be identified, but forensics linked him to the bank robbery." Jack answered.

Sam bit her bottom lip. She felt like crying, she felt like screaming. It was like all her life she had been living a lie. She was a criminal, a murderer.

"Sam?" Vivian asked, "If you were one of the robbers, who were the two guys you were with?"

All eyes turned to Sam.

"I'm not sure about the guy who was burned, but I'm guessing the other guy was Rick," Sam explained, "I'm starting to remember some other things. I- I approached him, for help. I remember."

FLASHBACK

Rick was leaning against the wall, surrounded by all his mates.

A young Samantha approached the group.

"Yo Rick," one of them said, "We got company."

Sam nervously made her way through the boys.

"I'm here to see Rick," she announced.

"You're looking at him Blondie. Guys," Rick said to his mates, "Give as a minute."

All the boys left except for the tall one standing next to Rick.

"Jake, I said give us a minute," Rick repeated.

"If you're organising something, I want in," Jake replied angrily.

"Look bro, if I said I'd cut you in then I'll cut you in." Rick replied.

Jake walked away.

"So," Rick said to Sam, "Talk to me Blondie."

"My name's Samantha," she replied.

"Sammie"

"Someone told me you could help me.'

"Who's someone?"

"Doesn't matter who. I need some cash and I heard you're looking for an extra body."

Rick snickered. "There's plenty of other ways I can think of for you to make money."

"So you interested or what?"

"I don't know if you're quite up for it Blondie."

"Why? Cos I'm a chick?"

"You're fierce, I'll give you that. Tomorrow, same place. We'll see if you're up for the job."

END FLASHBACK

AN: Hmm, so yeah. LOL my birthday's on the 25th of February, just thought you'd like to know. Ok, i'll shutup now and let you review. PLZ tell me your thoughts.