A/N A big thanks to my beta for her invaluable help on this chapter. This one's for you huni.

Chapter 12

"I can't believe you and Martin spent two and a half hours stuck in a small metal box and both walked out alive and in one piece!" Em exclaimed after Danny told her what happened.

"Tell me about it. When they first came back to the office and they were joking around, I thought they had been taken over by aliens. Or maybe jumped in a time machine!" Sam laughed. "It was very weird having them friends all afternoon"

"Well nothing like being stuck in an elevator with someone you don't like to get your feelings out in the open" Danny said with a quick glance at Sam.

"Yeah Martin told me you guys cleared the air. We talked this afternoon" She added off Danny's look "He told me what happened" Sam headed for the couch picking up the remote and turning the TV on.

Danny watched her closely looking a confused "I'm glad your dealing with this well but I thought you'd be a little more upset or shocked by it or something? I mean finding out that he lost a baby with Anna the same way you lost yours can't be easy."

"What?" Sam said turning sharply to look at Danny, shock evident on her face "What do you mean he and Anna lost a baby?"

Danny looked embarrassed and almost guilty "You said you two talked. I'm sorry Sam I assumed he told you everything, I know he wanted to."

"All he told me was that you attacked him, held him against the wall and talked. That he explained some things to you and you guys made up. He didn't give me details! What happened? What did Martin tell you?" Sam was getting mad at Danny but she wasn't sure why. It wasn't his fault Martin hadn't told her anything.

"Sam I…I'm sorry. You should talk to Martin. I want to tell you what he told me but it's not for me to say." Danny said looking at her sadly. He'd just cleared the air with Martin; he didn't now want Sam on bad terms with him. He also felt bad for betraying Martins confidence by letting Sam know about the other baby.

"Just tell me what he told you Danny" Sam ordered.

"I know I shouldn't get in the middle of this argument, but by the sounds of it you need to hear this from Martin, Sam. I think he need's to explain it to you and you need to listen." Em had been quietly watching both closely since Danny's accidental admission until now.

Sam and Danny both looked at her having almost forgotten she was there. Sam looked away first "You're right. Sorry Danny, I'm not mad at you."

"No problem. I should have checked what he told you first. Sorry." Danny added with a half smile.

"I need to see him now." Sam said getting up and moving to get her keys and coat. "I need to know what you guys were talking about. I can't wait 'til tomorrow and I don't want to do it at work if it gets ugly." Sam explained seeing Danny open his mouth to argue with her.

"Yeah you're probably right" He admitted nodding his head.

"Take it easy okay Sam. Don't ambush him. It will make it a lot harder for both of you." Em added.

"Okay. See you later" Sam smiled at them as she headed out the door.

Sam arrived at Martin's twenty minuets feeling very nervous as she knocked. What if Anna answered the door? What would she say? What if Martin wasn't there or what if…

"Sam? What are you going here?" Martin asked when he opened the door.

Sam froze for a few moments and Martin just watched her looking confused. "Sam?" He questioned gently "Do you want to come in?"

"I…uhh…I want to talk to you. In private." Sam said remembering why she was there. Damn he looked good in that t-shirt and sweats with his hair all messed up like he'd been sleeping; or lying down for a while anyway.

"Okay. Come in" He said still feeling confused. Wait; did Danny say something to her? Is that what she's here about? Now he was worried. "Its okay, Anna's not here. She has a work thing, won't be back for hours." He added seeing her face.

"Okay then." Sam said brushing past him as she entered.

"Have a seat" Martin motioned to the couch "Can I get you a drink or anything?" He asked sounding a little nervous.

"No thanks. I'm here because Danny told me that you and Anna lost a baby because of a car crash too." Sam decided to get straight to the point. "He didn't mean to, it just slipped out. He didn't give me any details or tell me anything else you two talked about in the elevator but I need you to tell me. Everything"

Martin looked at her for a few moments before sitting on the edge of the couch, Sam still standing beside the coffee table.

"It's complicated. We were talking about why I left and about how Anna and I got together and engaged. And why I reacted so badly when you told me about our baby." He added quietly, eyes on the floor.

Sam couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He was resting his arms on his thighs, with his head low. His body language told her clearly that he was hurting and this was hard for him to talk about. She moved and sat on the opposite end of the couch at an angle so she could watch him.

"Will you tell me please Martin?" She asked gently. As much as she wanted, and needed, to know, she didn't want to cause him more pain.

"This might be hard for you to hear. But I will tell you." Martin said looking at her sadness in his eyes.

All Sam wanted in that moment was to hold him and take all his pain away. But she couldn't do that so instead she gave him a weak smile "Its okay. I want to hear."

Martin took a deep breath before telling her what happened in the elevator with Danny. He told her about why he left and about meeting Anna and about the baby, although not that he wanted to leave Anna. Or that he was still in love with her.

When Martin told her about losing the baby she couldn't stop the tears from silently rolling down her cheeks. She knew how had it was to lose a baby like that but the tears were also because of the pain in Martins eyes, in his soul, was as raw as if it had only just happened.

When Martin was done he also had tears flowing freely down his cheeks. Sam moved closer to him so that their legs were touching and she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm so sorry Sam, I'm so sorry" Martin finished wrapping his arms around her slim figure pulling her closer.

With out thinking about it they both moved, so their lips met in a heated kiss, tongues fighting for dominance. Martin wrapped one hand tight in her hair and placed the other on the small of her back. He moved back on the couch pulling Sam with him. She moved so that she was straddling him, her hands running under his shirt over his firm stomach, chest and over his back.

Martin moaned with pleasure as her hands slipped just under the waistband of his sweats, his hands under her shirt running them over her breasts. As Sam pressed herself in to him alarm bells started going off in his head. He shouldn't be doing this, he was engaged to Anna. But Sam rocked her hips in to his again and he almost gave in to her. But what if Anna came back early or Sam was still here when she returned.

"Stop" It took every ounce of willpower Martin had to take his hands out from under her shirt and say that one word. "Stop" He repeated pushing Sam off him and walking away to the other side of the room.

"We shouldn't be doing this. You need to go." Martin said his back to Sam, taking deep breaths to try and calm himself down. If he looked at her again, he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off her.

Sam was confused and hurting, feeling rejected. "What's wrong? I thought you wanted this"

There was so much hurt in her voice that Martin almost caved and went back to her. It was what he wanted to do. "You need to go now. I'm with Anna." He said instead and walked into the bathroom locking the door behind him without looking at Sam.

Sam had tears flowing freely down her face again. She gathered her coat and keys quickly. She was hurting and kicking herself for having kissed him in the first place. He was with Anna. He didn't want her he was only kissing her because he was upset. He didn't want anything more than friendship with her. Sam closed the door behind her feeling completely rejected.

Martin was leaning against the bathroom door breathing heavily. Martin was kicking himself for not being completely honest with Sam, for not telling her he was in love with her, for not telling her that he couldn't stop thinking about her. For not telling her that all he wanted to do was take her in his arms and make love to her again. He wanted her more than he could say. Martin turned on the shower and stripped off his clothes. Stepping under the cold water, he knew that tomorrow he had two things to do; he had to leave Anna and tell Sam he's sorry and in love with her.