"You want what?" Jack almost screeched at her.

"A transfer." She stated plainly. Why couldn't he understand?

"Samantha I don't understand, why do you want this?" Jack moved from the chair behind the desk to the one beside her. She looked like she could use the support right now.

"Martin and I split and I don't think I can work with him anymore. It's just too hard Jack." She was trying hard not to cry in front of him.

"Nothing is that hard Samantha. Nothing is so hard that you have to run away." He looked at her face and could see the hurt there. What had Fitzgerald done to her?

"Jack, please." She was almost begging him to let her go. "I don't care where it is, please just do this for me."

"No." He answered and watched as her face changed colour.

"Why not?" She asked, almost demanding to know why he wouldn't do it for her.

"I think you should stick around and work things out with him." Jack told her.

"No. I can't."

"Why not?" She just shook her head at him. "Samantha listen to me, I want you to give it a few weeks and if you still feel the same way then yes I will approve your transfer."

Samantha looked resigned to the fact that she was here in New York for at least two weeks. "Thank you Jack." She said before exiting his office.

He watched as she went. She looked different. She looked like a woman lost. She kept her head down and went straight to her desk. He had to do something.

Later that evening Samantha headed over to the hospital to visit Viv. Maybe she would understand. She reached Viv's door but stopped before stepping inside. She could hear Danny's voice inside.

"So how is everyone?" Viv asked.

"Okay, well apart from Samantha." Samantha listened closer at the door.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, she and Martin split the other day. More like he dumped her, something to do with not fighting anymore or something like that. Anyway that same night I was out with Jill and heading home I walked a little through Central Park. I spotted Samantha out running but her mind was certainly not on running. Viv, she stopped in the middle of running and broke down into tears. Proper, doubled over, head in hands sobbing."

"Did you go to her?"

"No." Viv was ready to say something. "Viv you know how much of a private person she is. Do you think she would have appreciated me going over there? I watched her sit down under a tree before I left. God knows how long she was there for."

"Danny maybe you should talk to her. Sounds like she could really use a friend right about now."

"Maybe, but do you think she'll talk to me?"

"You never know. Now what about you and Jill?"

Samantha had heard enough. She had no idea Danny had seen her breaking down. She felt slightly embarrassed, but then again, most of Manhattan could have seen her crying. She was in an open place.

She quickly left the hospital before anyone saw her.

Jack watched Samantha closely over the following week. She tried in vain to talk to Martin but seemed to be having no luck. She looked ghastly every morning she came into work and she wasn't as quick on the job either.

He looked down to the sheet of paper in front of him. Los Angeles was looking for a new field agent of Samantha's calibre. She would be perfect for it and she would love LA. He put her name forward before calling her into the office.

Samantha was seated opposite Jack as he spoke to her. "There's an opening in LA. I've out you forward for it." He watched as her face lit up at the prospect. It's starts a week on Monday so you have the time to pack and say all your good-byes."

"Jack, thank you, you have no idea what this means to me. As for good-byes, I don't want anything. Please don't tell the guys. Don't think I could go through with it if I had to. I'll leave them letters. Jack honest it's better this way." She told him.

"If it's what you want." He replied seeing her breath a sigh of relief.

"It is."