A/N: I thought I was running out of time and wouldn't manage to end it this week, but I was just outside, getting some food for my rabbit and my guinea pig, and I got this idea... I'm just in a really good mood today. Project days started today and me and my friends (we're in the same project) did massages the whole day, tommorrow we'll do some wellness drinks and massages... again... school can be so wonderful :))))

Hope you can see how relaxed I am!

By the way: 105 reviews! WOW! You guys are just amazing and great and wonderful... I love you all!

Dedicated to: newsyd, wItHouT a tRacE fReAk (no, still not awake, you'll have to wait more and more and... ), csigirlie156 (two in one's okay, as long as you return and continue reviewing!), berta101 (Me too, started on Saturday evening, but I only reached page 242. My Mom celebrated her birthday on Sunday, didn't have time to read more), Looney-Laura (a bit more to write, but the ends near, I'm sorry...), rozzy07 (thanks for reviewing now, it's great to hear you read the story and liked it and I'm happy with every review I get, no matter when), missusmesser (Congratulations! You've been my 100th reviewer!), jtsideout389 (oh, I said it quite often, I guess… makes you write more reviews! ;)), lapmal (you're very welcome!), bdoney (here we go...), fairygurl621 (Danny, Viv and Jack just had to be in it!) and Zonya (I did it well because of your even better idea, honey!)

Chapter 14

Samantha shifted in her seat uncomfortably, her dreams making her relive the horrible events of the past 21 hours again and again. Jack calling her, Danny being shot, Martin being in a coma, Danny coming to the room and crying... Thinking of it, she had never really seen Danny cry. Not that he seemed to be cold and unfeeling, she knew that he cared about the victims and their families just as much as she did, but he just wasn't the type of man to show his emotions in public.

When he had started crying, she hadn't really thought about what happened. She had just embraced him, partly to calm him down, but more to comfort herself. Now, thinking about the whole situation, she saw that the everything got to Danny more than she would have thought. Of course, Martin and Danny had gotten closer during the years of working together, even gotten what you would call friends. During the time she and Martin were together the two of them often had to cancel dates because Martin went out for drinks with Danny (Samantha had always made Martin go, even if their date was already set, because she thought it would look suspicious if he declined Danny's invitations too often).

Danny had just held her tightly, quieting her sobs, but she had heard him crying, too. When she had finally calmed down a little bit the two of them had talked. They had just sat there, Samantha holding Martin's hand, Danny sitting next to her, talking about Martin.

FLASHBACK

A dimly lit room. Samantha is sitting on a chair next to Martin's bed, gently caressing the back of his hand, chuckling slightly. Danny is watching her, his eyes bright, a small smile playing across his lips.

"Martin never mentioned it." Samantha says, stil smiling.

Danny chuckles, "You really think he would've mentioned it ever again? Oh, no. He nearly killed me when I said it would be a good piece of office gossip for the next few years. Said something nasty about me never having fun in my life again." He looks down at his hands, smiling at the memory.

"Yeah, that sounds a lot like Martin to me. Do you still remember the night we went to this bar, celebrating our latest case, the little girl we brought back to her parents unharmed?"

Danny looks up and catches her eyes, she is grinning widely. Laughing he says, "Oh, no, please don't remeber me of it, everytime it comes to my mind or anyone mentions it I nearly fall off my chair. But that gay guy was really cute, maybe Martin should have thought about his offer. He seemed to be nice."

Samantha grins even more. "You're so mean! Martin nearly ran out of the bar when that guy came over."

"Yeah, well, I warned him he was being checked up on, but he didn't listen to me."

The two of them turn to look at Martin, absorbed in thoughts. Samantha smiles. "I would've been very disappointed if Martin had taken the guy. Then he would've never come over to my appartment that night."

Danny looks at her. "That night? You know, none of you ever told me when the thing between the two of you started."

Samantha looks at Martin, then turns to watch Danny's curious expression. With a smile, she replies, "It was the night we celebrated Viv's promotion."

Danny looks surprised. "Really? I only noticed several weeks later."

"Yeah, we went out of the bar together and I thanked him for saving my life." When she gets a quzzical look from Danny, she adds, "I got my gun taken from me by one of the guys in the warehouse. He aimed on me, but Martin knocked him down. Well, outside the bar, I just wanted to get into a cab, then I asked Martin to share the ride."

Danny smiles and says, "Yeah, you don't need to continue any further, I can imagine what happened next."

Samantha slaps him on the arm playfully and says, "I am outraged, Mr.Taylor, you always have to assume something dirty!"

Danny laughs and says, "So, you wanna tell me it wasn't?"

Samantha just smiles and doesn't reply.

END OF FLASHBACK

It had been relieving to laugh again, after all the anxious hours full of waiting. But now, after Danny had left almost 6 hours ago, the depressing silence had once again returned to the dark hospital room.

Suddenly, Samantha rose up from her lying position and stared down at Martin. Had he just moved? It wouldn't be the first time she imagined feeling a move or hearing a noise from Martin, after all she hadn't slept since the day before yesterday.

No, it hadn't been her mind playing a trick on her again. He had really moved. Her heart beated so loud she thought it could be heard outside of the room.

"Martin?" She whispered, nearly crying.

"Martin." His hand which she was holding onto moved slightly, then she saw his face twitching.

"Martin." This time, she said his name louder and clearer. Then, slowly, his eyes fluttered open.

"Oh my God, Martin." Samantha breathed, not longer able to hold back her tears.

He blinked several times, then turned his head to look at her. A smile came to his face as he whispered, "Hey sunshine."

A/N: Ok, one... two... three WHOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HE IS AWAKE!

So, you're allowed to love me for waking him up, although you didn't have much time to enjoy it ;) But don't worry, there'll be more, More, MORE... HAHAHA!