A/N: Before we start, I want to say sorry for this chapter taking so extremely long. I told you I would probably get lazy during vacation and yeah... I got very(...) lazy. (Probably because of the camping trip, I didn't sleep a bit and was extremely tired during the next few days... But the trip was great)

Dedicated to: wItHouT a tRacE fReAk (really liked that idea, though I don't know if I'll put it into this fic. Thought about writing a sequel, you know, them dealing with the aftermath of the shooting... you'd like?), csigirlie156, bdoney), higherbeingfriendsfan, berta101, rozzy07 (oh yeah, of course I enjoyed! A LOT! Nice to hear I was able to change your feelings towards Sam... at least a little bit) Loopey-Laura, missusmesser, jtsideout389 (I know, in Germany we have to watch the re-runs of season one rolls eyes I already watched it a hundred times on DVD! I want the end of season three!), l'ilmissnitpick (I know, saying that she's his fiancee probably wouldn't get her in, but to continue with this story she needed to get in his room and I didn't want to just ignore the rules. And about the bed thing: she didn't sleep in his bed, she just sat there and I think that's allowed in hospitals) and Biajones

Chapter 16

Finally, reluctantly, she pulled away. She brought her hand up to meet his face and caressed his cheek with her fingertips. "As much as I would like to continue with this, I guess I should get a doctor to check on you." She gave him a short kiss. "And I should tell the others." Again, their lips touched.

"Yeah, you should," Martin replied and gave her another kiss.

"Okay, but you have to stop."

Martin gave her a surprised look. "Me? You can't keep your hands off of me," He said with a teasing smile.

"Oh, really?" Samantha asked and got up. She turned around and started walking towards the door when Martin grabbed her wrist. Turning around, Samantha gave him a questioning look. "What? I just took my hands off of you!"

Martin laughed. "Hey, I didn't complain, did I?" Then he pulled her close and gave her another kiss. "Now you're allowed to go."

Samantha smiled and headed towards the door, saying, "I'll be right back."

When she stepped out of the room, her eyes still fixed upon Martin, she bumped into the doctor. "Whoa!" He said, grabbing her arm so she didn't fall to the ground. "I know you're happy he's awake, but you don't have to knock me down right away."

"I'm sorry," Samantha said apologetically. "But how do you know he's awake? I just wanted to tell you..."

"There are windows to all of the rooms on ICU so we can watch our patients all the time." He explained.

"Oh..." Samantha said and felt a blush creeping up her cheeks, "So you saw...?"

The doctor gave her a smile. "Don't worry about that. We're glad to see people being happy sometimes. But now I have to go and check on him."

Samantha still felt a bit embarassed, knowing that the doctor and probably some nurses had seen their make out session, but decided to not show it; now that their relationship was public knowledge, she had to get used to people seeing them together. "I'll go and tell my colleagues he woke up."

"Oh, they are in room 608, just down the corridor." When he saw a look of worry washing over Samantha's face he added, "Everything is fine. But Mr. Taylor was exhausted from his injury and the lack of sleep so we brought him to a room were he could rest a bit."

"He's really okay? I mean, he was really tired when I saw him and-"

"Everything's okay," The doctor interjected, "But I really have to go now."

"Oh, yeah, right. I'm sorry." With a last smile, the doctor turned around and entered Martin's room.

Samantha stood there for several seconds and watched the doctor as he stepped next to Martin's bed, shook hands with him and started asking questions. Then, remembering what she actually intended to do, she turned around and started walking down the white corridor. Looking for the numbers next to every door, she finally found room 608. Knocking slightly, she entered, trying not to make too much noise in case Danny was asleep.

But as she stepped into the room, she saw that she needn't have worried, because Danny sat up quickly as soon as he recognized her. Jack, who had been sitting in a chair next to Danny's bed with his back to the door also turned around when he heard the knock.

"Sam!" Danny said, his voice full of worry. "What happened? Is he okay? Why are you-"

"Hey, hey, Danny, everything's okay," Sam reassured him, stepping closer to his bed and putting a hand onto his arm. "Martin is okay. He's awake," She said with a smile.

A look of great relief washed over Danny's face and Jack sat down with a sigh. "But when did he wake up? What did he say?" Danny asked.

"He woke up several minutes ago. We didn't have much time to talk, the doctor just came to check on him and I went to tell you. I knew you wanted to know right away. And Martin wanted to know how you are," Samantha added with a smile.

Danny looked at her with a look Samantha didn't quite understand. "He wanted to know how I am?"

"Yeah, when he woke up he immediately asked where you are and how you are. I assured him that you are okay, I mean I didn't know that you are... The doctor only said you were exhausted. What happened?" She asked.

"Oh, it's nothing," Danny said quickly, "But the doctor-"

"It's not nothing," Jack interjected with a look towards Danny. "He collapsed.

"What?" Samantha said with a shocked expression. "And why-"

"I'm fine," Danny said impatiently. "It was just the exhaustion, but I rested or," He threw Jack a nasty look, "They made me rest. So I'm absolutely okay now."

Samantha still held a sceptical expression so Danny added, "Don't worry about me. What about Martin? Can we go see him?"

"I told you, the doctor is with him at the moment, but I guess we're allowed to see him. And I think you wouldn't accept a 'no' anyway," Samantha replied smiling.

"You bet," Danny said with a serious expression. "You know no woman can resist the charm of Special Agent Danny Taylor and there are a lot of nurses in this hospital." Samantha and Jack started laughing and Danny put on a mock hurt expression. "What? At least Samantha should know I'm right."

"Of course you're right," Samantha said, still smiling broadly. "Special Agent Taylor," She added ironically.

Danny chuckled slightly. "So now what about seing Martin?"

Jack took matters out of Samantha's hands when he said, "I'll go and find the doctor, ask if you're allowed to see him. I don't think they'll let me in, but I can wait till he is moved to another room. All that matters is that you can go see him, or you won't let me get some rest ever again."

He got up and exited the room. Danny chuckled again and said, "Am I really that bad?"

"Oh, no, of course you're not. You're wonderful. Great. Honestly," Samantha said with a serious expression.

"Hey, only because I'm lying in a bed and I'm wearing this stupid hospital gown- Don't laugh-," He said as Samantha started chuckling, "Doesn't mean I'm not able to defend myself anymore."

"I'm sure you're still perfectly able to defend yourself, but if you really want to go and see Martin you should change, because I can't promise that Martin won't make fun of you."

"Nah, he wouldn't," Danny said, "Would he?"

Samantha started laughing. "Oh, I don't know. I don't think being in the same situation would keep him from making fun of you. You know, the view on your back in these things is really not very sexy."

Danny started chuckling too. "What, you don't like it?"

Samantha flashed him a sexy smile. "Of course I like it, you said it only a few minutes ago: No woman can resist Danny Taylor."

"Damn right you are," Danny said and got up. "Now if you don't mind, I would like to dress so my lovely partner won't ever regret he woke up."

Samantha smiled, then turned around and handed Danny his suit and shirt. She started pulling the shades around his bed to give him some privacy, then stopped and looked at Danny with a teasing smile. "Do you need any help?"

Danny grabbed a pillow lying on the bed next to him and threw it in Samantha's direction, but she quickly ducked away and closed the shades with a chuckle. "Hey, I only wanted to help."

"Oh, yeah. You see, even you can't resist me." He heard laughing coming from behind the shades. When he was fully dressed, he pulled back the shades, tie still in hand.

"Obviously you aren't able to dress on your own," Samantha said with a look on his tie.

"Oh, I didn't think there was a dress code in hospital rooms telling you to wear ties," Danny replied sarcastically.

Samantha laughed slightly and started to say something in return when Jack entered. "Okay, you're allowed to see him, but only for a few minutes. After that, I'm going to take you home." Danny opened his mouth to complain when Jack said, "No! I won't have any arguments about it! You collapsed once, that's enough for one day. You said you wouldn't head home until you got to talk to Martin. Now you can talk to him. Then I'll take you home."

Danny saw that Jack wouldn't accept any contradiction, so he just nodded. "Okay, then let's go see him," Jack said, heading towards the door.

Samantha smiled at Danny and the two of them left the room together.

A/N: I'll try and update regularly. Sorry about the one week I didn't write anything, but I warned you about the vacations (although even I didn't think it would be that bad...)

Oh, in case anyone wondered: I changed my pen name (obviously). I didn't like the old one, I only took it because I couldn't think of a better one.