TWELVE
Martin never knew that making out on a couch could be so enjoyable. He and Sam had finished breakfast, and hadn't been able to move without discovering more about the other. They had then moved to the couch, Martin lying on top of Sam, his robe covering them both like a blanket as they kissed.
"I have to call in." He mumbled between kisses.
"Why?" She whined as he got off her, missing his warmth.
"Because if I don't I wont know what's happening and Danny will probably kill me whenever I next see him in the office." He chuckled.
He turned his back on Sam, not seeing her stand and cross the room, kneeling down. When Martin turned around and couldn't see her he got confused, but knew exactly where she was when he felt her teeth.
"I'm calling work." He gaped as the phone began ringing. She looked up at him devilishly, not caring.
"If we get busted it's your fault." He smiled as he heard Vivian's voice.
"Hey it's me." He breathed trying to control himself.
"Hey Martin, I tried to call you earlier, but you wouldn't answer." She sighed, staring at the file in her hands.
"Yeah sorry about that, I was sleeping rather heavily this morning." He whimpered lightly as Sam took more and more of him into her mouth.
"Well I need you guy's in the office today." She sighed.
"Why what's up?" Martin tried to sound serious but found it difficult.
"We think Jack's still in the city. Danny didn't leave the bar immediately, he bumped into a friend, but he did notice a guy, similar height and build to Jack who followed you out of the bar and up the street, then when you both disappeared into your apartment building he waited a moment, then came up and looked over the names." Viv left out the part about seeing them kiss, knowing that it could have been a trick of the light.
"We'll be in as soon as we can." Martin mumbled, clenching his teeth.
"Are you alright Martin?" Vivian asked him. "You sound a little distracted."
"No, no, I'm okay. I'll see you in the office." He said quickly hanging up the phone so that Vivian couldn't know more.
He looked down at Sam who was still looking up at him. "You will pay for this." He groaned.
"I hope so." Sam stood rubbing her body against his and feeling his still hard erection press against her.
"We have to go in." He breathed guiding her back to the couch.
"Keep an eye on open interrogation rooms around lunchtime." She whispered cheekily as he pushed her onto the couch, falling on top of her.
"I might consider it." He smiled before slipping inside her.
"Do you think anyone will notice?" Sam sighed as Martin pulled into the Federal car park.
"It depends on what we show." He chuckled, finding a park not far from the elevator.
"How can your boss do this too us. I had plans for today." She whined as they got out of the car.
"She has this knack of always knowing when her agents are having fun and insists on stopping it and making them work." He smiled, but his smile was hiding the confusion he kept on feeling. He knew he had to tell Sam about the man following them, but didn't know how to without getting her out of this mood she was in. At least he knew she'd be safe here.
Sam took his hand as they crossed the floor to the elevators.
"So what have we got?" Martin asked as he entered the bullpen.
"You took your time in getting here." Danny smiled slyly, looking up from the file he was reading.
"Yeah usually I have the bathroom all too myself." He chuckled, glancing back at Sam who was following him slowly.
"Well I'm sorry that I have needs too." She joked as Sam joined everyone.
"Good you're here. Samantha, could I speak with you briefly in my office please. Martin, we have the video footage from the bar last night and I need you to go over it."
Sam looked around confused. "Why do you have footage from the bar?" She asked Vivian.
"I'll tell you in my office." She led Sam back into her office.
Sam knew something was up, but was a little confused as to why Martin didn't tell her, but then again she had taken his mind off the case after his phone call, in fact she wondered whether he had been able to take anything in from that phone call. She knew she had.
"Samantha, I'm not sure how to say this without alarming you, so I'm going to say it, and I hope you can forgive me." Vivian started sitting down at her desk. "Martin called the office last night, saying that he had taken a shower and when he got out you were gone. He said that there was no sign of a struggle so he was going to go and check out the bars in his neighborhood but he would need help. Danny as you know found you and called Martin when he saw you." Sam listened intently.
"This morning, I sent Danny back to the club, because he didn't leave immediately. There was someone outside who he knew, and he got distracted, but not long enough to see a man leave the bar not long after you and Martin did, and he appeared to follow you. Martin is currently looking over that surveillance to see if he recognizes the man, and in a minute I will be asking you to do the same thing." Sam sighed, unsure of whether that meant Vivian knew about her kissing Martin.
"I received a memo from VCU." She sighed leaning back in her chair lightly. "Your team has begun working on a rather large case and they need all the hands they can get. Given your current situation they otherwise wouldn't ask, but because you're in the building,"
"They need my help." Sam finished Vivian's sentence in a sigh.
"I'm sorry." Vivian sighed.
"Don't worry about it. I need something to keep my mind otherwise occupied. Thank you Agent Johnson." Sam stood offering her hand.
"Please, call me Vivian. And if you ever want to work down here, Michael is looking at a position in White Collar because he loves paperwork, which is a little disturbing." Vivian chuckled. "A position down there has opened up and I believe he's taking it. If you need a change, I wouldn't mind working with you." Vivian smiled.
Sam smiled with her lightly, the thought of working with Martin appealed to her. "I'll consider it." She said simply, before leaving the office to head for her own floor.
"Hey, leaving so soon?" Kelly left the elevator Sam was about to enter.
"Oh no, my own unit needs me." Sam wagged her head.
"Okay, well I'll see you round then?" Kelly smiled.
"Yeah." The two women smiled before Sam entered the elevator, deciding to take a detour to Van Doren's office first.
"You want a transfer to Missing Person's?" Paula asked curious. She had always known Sam to like her job in Violent Crimes, and didn't think she was one to change.
"I know there are on positions available, but, with this whole Jack think, I don't think I'll be able to feel comfortable walking past his office everyday, even when it's someone else's." Sam sighed.
"Agent Spade, there are currently no positions available in the New York Missing Person's unit. But I tell you what, whenever a position does become available, you'll be the first to know." Paula smiled at Sam.
Sam accepted this deal standing and leaving her actual boss's office, smiling slightly.