Toasty here,

Don't kill me for the lack of update please! I know it has been ages but I needed to figure out where to go from here, thank you all reviewers- you've all definitely given me some incentive to continue on. Thanks to all of you and here is the next chapter.

By the way guys, Artistic Licence when using the jailing since they probably wouldn't be put together at all.

Disclaimer: If I owned CSI New York would I really be sitting in bed listening to Neon by John Mayer trying desperately to write this and answer my face book chats all at once? No.

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Adam sighed and looked up at the small cell's ceiling, trying to look anywhere but Sam really. They had been in the same small cell for around 6 hours now- not that he was now counting seconds.

"Adam," Samantha said quietly, her voice was so quiet Adam had to look down to see she was speaking, a big mistake. Sam's big blue eyes met with his and all his earlier resilience melted. Adam found himself shuffling over to Sam and pushing his lips hard against hers. Breathing heavily Sam pushed herself back and stared straight into his eyes.

"Adam," Sam whispered, putting her hands on his shoulders.

"Yeah," Adam replied barely above her tone, his words dissolving into the cell around them.

"I am so sorry for getting you into all this, I know the only reason you didn't go back to Arizona was because of me and I swear Adam if you'd have asked me I would have gone with you," Sam's whispers were rushed and she was still looking pleadingly into his eyes. Adam couldn't help himself but to press his lips once more onto hers, running his hands through her hair while pushing her against the cold stone wall.

"Sam, it isn't your fault we're here," Adam let go of her gently but kept his hand entangled in her hair.

"If he hadn't-" Sam began but was cut off by Adam's lips once more on hers.

"Mitchell Angell is to blame for this, the whole damn Angell family is, not you," Adam caressed her cheek slowly and pulled her towards him letting her hair tickle his neck and his shirt collar become wet with her tears.

"Not all the Angells," Sam sniffed as she wrapped her arms around Adam's neck, securing herself an anchor to reality.

"It isn't Jessica Angell's fault," Sam finished tucking her head into the crook of his neck. With only a low hum as a reply, Adam began rocking Sam to and fro in his arms.

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"If that phone rings one more time I'm going to disconnect the line," Don threatened as he sat down next to Jess on the small sofa. A smile broke across his face as Jess laughed, wrapping her arms around his waist and leaning into him.

"Be the guest won't you?" Jess teased and began slowly twirling a strand of her hair around one finger, looking up at Don nervously every few seconds.

"I swear, one more bring-a-ling and goodbye phone," Don murmured as he leant back on the small couch and proceeded to sip from the beer can beside him.

"I don't like to be a downer on things, but what are you going to do about Sam and Adam?" Jess looked up at him, concern flooding through her warm spice brown eyes.

"I just don't know yet," Don replied stretching his arms above him before lying down on the couch looking far more comfortable.

"Maybe you'll know in the morning?" Jess suggested and Don nodded once before going to move.

"We can both share a couch you know, it isn't dirty or anything," Jess smiled wearily as he shuffled back down looking slightly embarrassed.

"I just thought, well," Don spluttered around with his words glancing up at Jess's grin.

"Don, let's be honest what would have happened if Mac hadn't called? Or Sam hadn't entered the room, what if the police station hadn't called up about Sam and Adam?" Jess questioned, trying her hardest not to dissolve into a fit of giggles.

"When you put it that way, we haven't had much luck," Don sighed before lifting his hands so his head rested on them and he lifted his feet up onto the arm of the couch. Suddenly Jess rose up from the couch and began to march over to the phone plug. Sitting bolt upright, Don stared at Jess in confusion. She leant down and pulled the plug out of the socket before she went right over to the door. As she got to the door she locked it tight and walked back over to Don.

"No interruptions now," Jess whispered seductively and she slowly leaned over and began undoing the buttons on his shirt.

"You want this?" Don asked quietly helping her pull his shirt completely off. He locked eyes with her and watched a smile spread across her face.

"I've wanted this since our stake-out," Jess replied in a hushed tone. He reached over and pulled her shirt over her head, kissing her cheek lightly as he did so. Jess laughed as he wrapped his arms fully around her before he began un-doing her bra.

"I love you," Jess murmured lifting her hands into the air and then tangling her hands into his hair.

"I'll always love you," Don replied kissing her neck with small light kisses.

"Adore me," Jess teased lovingly, stroking his cheek. Don was all too happy to comply.

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Lucian leant casually against the wall outside the Angell household, checking his watch every few seconds.

"Lucian my dear fellow, won't you come in?" Cliff asked brightly as he opened the door for the younger man.

"Thank you," Lucian replied curtly and walked straight in, not bothering to remove shoes or his scarf.

"I'm here on an urgent matter," Lucian spoke quickly and glanced at his watch one more time. Cliff watched him with slight anxiety but said nothing and instead waited for him to continue.

"I want to marry Jessica," Lucian announced and Cliff smiled happily before dropping it to a frown.

"Lucian, she hasn't yet learnt all I think you want her too," Cliff spoke a little reluctantly for he may have liked Lucian a lot and always thought him as the best man for her, he knew in his hear t that no matter what Jess did she would always be his little girl and he would love her the way she was. He wasn't too sure if he would like the Mrs. Hart version of his Jess.

"That doesn't matter, she shall learn it all in time," Lucian replied and with that turned to leave the house.

"Oh by the way, I want the Angell family to be there when I propose and I want it to be a surprise for Jessica. This Sunday we can all go out for a meal and I shall do it then," Lucian said and with a single nod from Cliff he left the house, the door closing quietly behind him.

Cliff stood still for a moment before sitting back dazed onto a small kitchen chair.

"What have I done?" He whispered to himself.

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Lindsay stood at the top of the staircase in utter shock. The words 'Sunday', 'Propose' and 'Jessica' flew around her head making her feel dizzy and hurt. The feeling that she had been shot ran through her and Lindsay knew she had to tell Jess if it was the last thing she did.

Running back up to her bedroom Lindsay grabbed the nearest bag she could find and pulled some bare essentials inside it before turning and running into Jess's room and collecting the same. Pulling the bag so it rested over her shoulder, Lindsay grabbed a coat and took the stairs two at a time. Not even stopping to check or care of Cliff, Lindsay rushed out the door and slammed it behind her. Pulling out her phone Lindsay began to punch numbers into it.

However instead of dialling Jess's number like she had planned to, her fingers found themselves putting in that of Danny's instead. Holding the phone with shaking hands she slowly lifted it to her ear.

"Danny, please I need to talk to you,"

Toasty here,

I know it was a really short one but it felt like the right place to end it. Next chapter will be a flash back of what happened when Danny invited her to his apartment and their conversation about Jess and Lucian. Also let me know what you thought of Adam and Sam pretty please : )

Love you guys,

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