Title: Privilege

Author: NightMage

Rating: maybe PG13, to be safe.

Summary: The team gets very, very frustrated with doctor-patient privilege! And Sam deals with a problem of her own. My very first M/S fic. Please RR!

NOTES:

I am so sorry this took so long… there was a problem with this story, and thanx to CheChe for helping me figure it out!

Also, what did everyone think of that last episode, Party Girl, with Chelsea Prince? I liked it, it was incredible, but it ended so abruptly! Was she okay? Honestly, someone needed to give that girl a hug!

And lastly, for any doctors, nurses, psychiatrists, etc, who know all about drugs, I'm sorry if the information I use in this story is incorrect. However I am a 13 yr old girl who is not clinically depressed and doesn't know anyone who has been, so bear with me.

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Chapter 13
TENSIONS

The door to the shed burst open, and Danny, followed by Jack and Vivian, burst in after it, guns drawn. "Freeze! FBI!"

There was no one in the shed.

"Clear!" Danny shouted, and lowered his gun as the others spread out to look around. The shed was small and crowded with so much that had been stored away and forgotten. There was a full water pitcher on an old wooden table, with a glass beside it. Definitely out of place.

"Over here."

Danny turned at the sound of Vivian's voice. She was holding a framed photograph of a young teenage boy with sandy blonde hair. "Dylan Casper, you think?"

Danny nodded, then glanced around again. "Looks like Carolynn was definitely here."

"Yeah," Jack agreed, "but where is she now? And where's the priest?"

Vivian added, "And where are Martin and Samantha?"

Just then Jack's cell phone rang. He looked at the display, then at Vivian. "Guess we'll find out. Yeah?" He spoke the last word into the phone.

Danny watched, concerned, as Jack began to frown. "What? …When, dammit! …Did you see his face? …Are either of you hurt?" Jack rubbed his forehead. "Damn. Okay, yeah. …No, she's not here anymore." He covered the phone and asked, "Anyone find any sign of drugs?" Danny shook his head, and Vivian said no. Jack took his hand away from the phone. "No, none. …Uh, case file claims…" he flipped through his notes. "Zoloft. …No, we're checking. …No. You stay with Samantha. Danny and Viv are here now. …I know. Just… stay there. Okay. We'll figure this out. …Yeah. …Be careful. I'll see you later." Jack slammed the phone shut.

Danny glanced at Vivian, then back at Jack. "What was that about?"

"Some wacko just ran Sam and Martin off the road. Luckily, they were near her apartment."

"What!" Vivian stared at him.

"Yeah, they didn't see his face; he was masked."

"It was intentional?"

"Well that, along with the fact the guy didn't stop to help them, and the fact that he called Samantha a bitch and a slut, seems to mean it was intentional."

"What!"

"Samantha's had a stalker for a few days now. Trashed her car last night. Sent her all those flowers. God, I have to get over there."

Vivian stepped in the way as Jack headed for the door.

"Move, Viv!"

"Are either of them hurt?"

"What?"

Vivian repeated her question.

"Sam's ankle is broken!"

"And Martin?"

"Banged up."

"But he's okay."

"Yes."

"So he's taking care of Samantha."

"Yes, but –"

"But nothing. They're fine for now. You have a job to do. Carolynn Casper could suicide at any moment. Worry about Samantha's stalker after you've taken care of this."

The two stared at each other for a moment. Danny jerked himself out of his shock over Martin and Sam and broke the tension. "Viv's right. Let's do this. Sooner we find Carolynn, sooner we can go see Martin and Samantha. What drug did you say Dylan O.D.ed on? Zoloft?" Jack nodded, and Danny continued. "Okay, obviously Carolynn wants to imitate Dylan's death. Same place, same day. Means she probably wants to use the same drug, too. Where would she go for it? Think David Casper has any left over?"

Vivian shook her head. "If he did, it wouldn't have kept for eleven years."

Jack looked up. "The psychiatrist, Nancy Dawson. She sees Cai as a favor to Cai's mother, who happened to be having an affair with Dylan's father at the time of Dylan's death."

Vivian picked up on his thought and continued for him. "So it follows that if Dylan were looking for someone to talk to, Rissa Thompson might recommend her friend Nancy."

"And if Carolynn knew that, she would know how to find Nancy Dawson."

Danny nodded. "Then that's where we're going."

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