Just a note: I was planning to jump from the last chapter to 'present day'. But then I realized that I wasn't giving a chance to show Martin's reaction to Sam's news. So, here is that, and whether the next update is 'present day' or not, I'll decide when I write it.

Oh, and I'm really sorry it's taken me so long to update. DVD's, they're a wonderful distraction.

Chapter Six

"Steady now, Marty. You heard what Dr. Nolan said about taking it easy." Jaime spoke, helping Martin attempt to stand.

"Yeah, I heard her." Martin sighed, wincing slightly as he leant forward, testing his hip. "I also know that she doesn't know specifically how I'm feeling."

Jaime looked up at him. "Maybe not, but she knows what she's talking about. Didn't you say she treated Samantha as well?" At Samantha's name, Martin audibly gasped, falling the small distance he had risen back to the bed, his breathing heavy. "See?" Jaime said, not realizing the true reason he was back on the bed.

Martin didn't respond. Ever since Sam told him she was pregnant, everything in his mind was a blur as it raced. Evidently no-one else on the team knew about it, given his conversation with Danny earlier that morning. But what was really bugging him, was the look that had come across Danny's face when he had told him Sam was pregnant. At first he had put it down to being shock, after all, the relationship the two of them shared was similar to that of a brother and sister.

But after Danny had left, he had started thinking, after all, Sam had admitted that he might not be the father, and although he was still certain only Jack could be 'the other man', there was also a niggling part of him that would suspect anyone. And as that small section of his mind took over thinking, he started remembering back to his last few weeks in the office, the silence that had developed.

Then he had only been concentrating on the silences he and Sam were sharing, but as he thought about Sam and Danny, he realized that they too hadn't been as talkative with each other as they usually were; also, he remembered how he would occasionally catch Danny watching him with the same expression, but what, he had never been able to make out.

Then his brain through up the remotest of possibilities, that the reason for these silences was that it was Danny who was the other man.

He could remember laughing out loud at that conclusion, but even though he had dismissed it as definite falsehood, his mind wouldn't, constantly going back to it and once again analyzing everything that had brought him there.

"Marty?" Jaime's voice broke through Martin's train of though, and as he turned his head quickly to look at her, realized she had been speaking to him for a while. "Are you okay?"

Martin dropped his head. He didn't even know how he had managed to keep Sam's pregnancy from her for so long. "Sam's pregnant." He said quietly.

With his head still lowered, and his eye line looking in the opposite direction, he didn't see the brightness come to Jaime's face. "Well that's great." She spoke. "Isn't it?" She added, after noting his forlorn appearance.

"If it was great, why would I be like this?" He retorted, turning to look at her, giving her a good look at the pain in his eyes.

"Marty, I don't know what to say. A few months ago you were fantasizing about what it would be like to have kids with her-"

"Hypothetically." Martin interrupted heatedly, earning Jaime to raise her hands in surrender. "That was also before I realized the truth about her." He didn't look at her as he said this.

"Marty?" She asked quietly.

"She cheated on me. I don't know with who; but whoever it was, they may be the father." He spoke, dropping his head again.

Jaime's eyes fluttered closed as she too dropped her head. Those few months ago, when Martin was fantasizing about settling down with her, was a few days after he had brought her to dinner. That night had been a happy one, and despite Sam being visually flustered about sitting down to a family meal with his family, Jaime had seen what she recognized as love coming from her late into the evening when she started dropping her guard, talking more, joining in the family banter, and just being happy.

Afterwards, she, along with the rest of her family, expected more nights of Sam's presence, but instead they were met with apologies when Martin would arrive. Not long after that stories about them fighting started to emerge, and Sam even called their house a couple of times looking for Martin, and even then she didn't speak for long. Then, just over one month previously, Martin announced they were over, and now, to top off everything, Sam was pregnant, and the father was uncertain.

But Martin's face was often a very open book, and right now, Jaime was getting the distinct impression that despite his statement that he was unsure who the father was, a part of him did. She swallowed, and prepared herself for his reaction to what she was about to say.

"Marty, not long after we first met Sam, you mentioned that she'd had an affair with your boss before you joined the team, and her lingering feelings meant she'd never give you a chance." She spoke slowly, taking a seat in the chair beside his bed. Martin didn't respond or cut her off like she was expecting him too, so she continued. "Do you think she went back to him?" There, she'd asked him.

Martin shook his head, but there was no glaring or anger in his movements which surprised her. "No, part of me thought it, but another idea, a much worse one overpowered it." He answered, looking up at her. "Either way, even if I do turn out to be the father, mom's been on my back since I woke up to continue my recovery in D.C, and I'm thinking about taking her up on it."

This did surprise Jaime. After all, she knew of the strained relationship between Martin and his parents, especially his mother. "But, why?" Was all she could manage to say.

"Almost losing her only son proved to remind her how well she knows me and she wants a chance to get to know me again." He responded, without a trace of remorse in his voice.

"Are you sure she won't just revert to old ways, trying to marry you off to Andrea Price?" Jaime asked, with a hint of mockery in her voice.

This Martin laughed at. "I asked that of mom, and she said 'don't worry. Andrea's in Tibet with her female companion.'" Martin contorted his face as he attempted to impersonate his mother.

Jaime's draw dropped. "She's gay?"

Martin nodded, the happiness in his face lasting a moment or so after that before once again his face dropped. "I can't stay around here and attempt to patch things up with Sam when I know what she's capable of." He said.

"But what about the child? If it's yours-" Jaime asked.

"I'll be there, offer whatever assistance I can. But Sam and I can't be together now."

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