The more and more Samantha thought about going back to New York the more and more she realised that it wasn't such a good idea. She thought that going back would be like defeat. Okay so it would only be a vacation but to her it would be like she was going home and that right now wasn't such a good idea.

She hated herself for thinking that way, but she knew it was the right thing to do. Staying in LA and corresponding with Martin via phone and e-mail was the best for right now. She loved receiving his e-mails; they always contained something that brightened her day. In the morning turning on her computer and hearing those three words – 'You've got mail', always gave her something to look for ward to. And today was no different.

To: SspadeLAfbi.gov

From: MFitzgeraldNYCfbi.gov

Subject: You

Samantha, you are all I can think about these days, why are you in my mind? I know why, because you are the most beautiful and intelligent woman that I know and for that I admire you.

I dreamt about us last night and I know I hurt you and shouldn't be telling you this but I can't help it. We were together on a beach and you were wearing this hot white bikini. We were watching the sunset as you sat in my arms. It was all just so perfect.

Samantha I have no right to ask this but I miss you so much and want to know if there would ever be a chance in this lifetime that you would forgive me and let us be together again.

I am waiting with baited breath for your answer.

Martin

Samantha stared at the e-mail, wondering to herself just what she was supposed to do. Martin had told her what he was feeling, and she knew in her heart that she could trust him, she just wasn't sure if she should let her heart be broken again. Could she honestly go through that?

Work was keeping her busy and for that she was grateful. She thought back to days in New York where cases seemed to appear almost daily. Here in LA it wasn't quite as bad, but it was enough that she never had to worry about not being busy.

She looked out to the bullpen and saw her colleagues sitting having a conversation. She wanted to go out and join them but wasn't sure whether her presence would be wanted. She was their senior officer, but she was also their friend. Heading out, the conversation seemed to stop. She had made the wrong decision yet again. Why was she always doing that?

"Do we have a new case?" Joseph asked.

"No, just thought I would come out and see what you guys were talking about?" Samantha answered truthfully.

"We were talking about the fact that Joseph has a date with Sara." Jodi proudly told her boss.

"Joseph that's amazing news. After everything she ahs been through, she needs someone like you. Congratulations. Have you thought about where you are going to take her?" Samantha asked taking a seat at the table.

Joseph blushed. "Not really, though I would like to do dinner and maybe dancing after."

"Leave it with me and I'll see what I can do." Samantha told him, before leaving the discussion and going back to her office and onto the phone.

Twenty minutes later she came back to the table with a piece of paper. "Table for two at La Vie. When you get there, ask for Vinnie." She told him handing him the sheet of paper with details of how to get there.

"Thank you so much Samantha. You don't know how much this means to me." Joseph really wanted to stand and hug her, but she was his boss, that wasn't appropriate, was it?

Samantha headed home at the end of her day, still wondering about Martin's e-mail. What should she do about it? Would a trip to New York be the answer to it all or would it be a disaster, like most things in her life.

Before she could think any more there was a knock on her door. Who would be at her home at this time of night? "Just a minute." She called out as she walked towards the door. Opening it she got the surprise of her life. "Martin! What are you doing here?"

"Hoping to win back your heart baby." He told her handing over the bouquet of red roses.

"Oh Martin." She breathed out as she took the roses from his arms and pulled him to her. "You've always had my heart. Always." She said as she pulled him down, bringing her lips to hers. It felt so good to be back in his arms again, kissing the lips that felt so familiar.

The thought of her broken heart was gone; all one man and a bouquet of red roses and the most thoughtful gesture ever made mended her heart.

A.N – Okay, so it's over. I am sorry that it took so long to get this chapter up. RL took over for a while and stopped me from finishing it. I hope you like it. If not please let me know what I could have done better. Thanks again for all the wonderful reviews and hopefully my muse will come up with something new soon.