A/N: Yes that's right I FINALLY picked this story up again. I am sooooooo so so so sorry for the wait. You probably forgot all about it already, so here's a recap.
Recap
There was a power outage in the FBI building and the agents couldn't get out.
They realised there was a killer in the building with them, playing games with their minds.
When finally confronted we learn that Sam has a history with the murderer but can't remember because Rick drugged her and now she can't remember.
Shots are fired and Martin is rushed to hospital.
Rick escapes, promising that they will meet again.
"Well?" Danny asked the Doctor.
"The operation was successful," the Doctor informed, "However he may have sustained some injuries that are not apparent at this time. We will have to wait and see."
Sam let out a shaky breath.
"So he'll be ok?" Danny asked, squeezing Sam's hand supportingly.
"At this point I we're not 100 certain but I think he'll be fine. You can go in and see him now. He's in room 412," the Doctor replied.
Danny got up to leave but Sam remained seated.
"Could I have a quick word with you Doctor?" Sam asked the Doctor.
"Of course," The Doctor replied, taking a seat next to Sam.
"Thanks. I'll be with you in a minute Danny."
"Ok," Danny replied, and went off to see Martin.
Martin was lying motionless on the hospital bed. Danny dragged a chair by Martin's bed and sat down.
The noise caused Martin's eyes to flutter open.
"Hey," Danny greeted softly, "How do you feel?"
"Tired, sleepy," Martin mumbled.
"Could have something to do with the fact that you just came out of surgery," Danny replied.
Martin smiled briefly.
"Where's Sam?"
"So what do you think?" Sam asked the Doctor.
"Well, it's not unheard of. Scientists have been experimenting for years with a drug that causes memory loss," the Doctor explained, " They're used for victims of traumatic incidents who want or need to forget, such as rape victims. They are still experimenting to determine how much of the drug causes the needed amount of memory loss. One of the main flaws of this particular drug is that no one knows exactly what is being erased. It would be hard for someone to get their hands on this drug but once they do it's likely that they would sell the drug, like on the internet."
Sam bit her bottom lip as she listened intently.
"Is there any way of gaining the memory back?" Sam asked curiously.
"There's no specific drug as of yet to regain memory loss but there are procedures and activities that have proven successful in the past, such as hypnotism," he answered.
"Ok, ok thankyou so much," Sam said as she got up, "I'm gonna go see Martin."
Sam walked into Martin's room slowly. As soon as she saw Martin lying there, her eyes filled with tears.
"He's asleep," Danny whispered. Sam walked over to the hospital bed and gently stroked Martin's cheek.
"I'll be outside if you need me," Danny informed, giving Sam a kiss on the cheek as he left.
Danny was greeted by Vivian in the waiting room.
"Hey," she said, "How is he?"
"He's ok. Sam's in there with him now. Where's Jack?" Danny asked, taking a seat next to Vivian.
"He's at home. His family was being keep in a storage unit and they were released just after Martin was shot," Vivian informed, "He's gonna stay with them for a while."
Danny sighed. "Rick's still out there, just waiting and planning."
"Maybe not. Maybe he's skipped town and moved on," Vivian suggested.
"No. He's not done yet. He has unfinished business with Samantha," Danny replied.
"But what?"
Sam stood by the window, watching as the heavy rain fell to the ground.
Martin slowly opened his eyes and smiled as he watched her deep in thought.
"I know my jokes aren't that funny," Martin said, startling Sam, "But is the rain really more interesting?"
Sam smiled through watery eyes.
"Hey," she said wiping her cheeks as she sat on the bed next to him, "How are you feeling?"
"Like I just got shot," Martin replied bluntly, "It's not a lot of fun. I should've listened to you when you told me not to get shot."
Sam leaned in and brushed her lips against Martin's.
"You scared me Martin, you really scared me," Sam whispered into his mouth.
"I know," Martin mumbled.
Sam sat back. "Promise you won't leave me?"
"What?" Martin asked.
"Just promise you won't leave me."
"I promise, I will never leave you."
Sam leant in and placed a kiss on Martin's lips.
"All this has made me realise something," Sam said softly, "I need to tell you that…"
"That what?"
"That I…, um,"
Sam stared deep into Martin's eyes, struggling to find the courage to say what she felt.
"Hey guys," Vivian greeted as she entered with Danny. Sam cleared her throat and sat back down in her seat, off of Martin's bed.
"Martin, how are you?" Vivian asked ina concerned tone.
"Been better," Martin replied quietly before yawning.
"Maybe we should leave you to get some rest," suggested Sam as she stood up.
"No I'm fine," Martin protested, wanting Sam to stay longer.
"She's right man," Danny agreed.
Vivian gave Martin's arm a squeeze. "Bye."
"Get some sleep will ya," Danny said giving Martin a pat on the back as he left.
"I'll see you later," Sam said giving Martin a peck on the lips, "Night Martin."
"Night Sam," Martin replied just above a whisper.
Sam left, leaving Martin all alone in the big room.
An hour later
Rick walked down the hospital hall swiftly and approached the receptionist at her desk.
"Hi. I'm here to visit a friend. Could you tell me which room Martin Fitzgerald is in?"
A/N: Now do you remember what story I'm talking about? Tell me what you think. You can verbally bash me for taking so long or thank me for actually getting on with it or whatever, I don't mind as long as you tell me what you think.