Disclaimer: Me own nothing. You no sue.

Rating: T at the most.

Spoilers: When Darkness Falls. If you haven't seen it you might want to. :D

Parings: None as of now but their might be.

Summary: One of their own goes missing. Now it's a race against time to find the truth before something beyond their wildest dreams comes true.


He slipped on his pants and laid some money on the side table. A beautiful brunette lay in bed, naked and sound asleep. He smiled and pushed her hair away from her eyes. She is so pretty, he thought. He grabbed his pills and slid on his jacket before walking out in the bitter cold. The wind whipped around him as he dropped the bottle of pain killers in his pocket and kept walking. He passed by a closed hot dog stand and vanished.

48 hours missing

She walked into the bullpen as whipped as she was the day before. Her hair was in disarray and her make up wasn't the best but she didn't care. She pulled her chair out from under her desk and flopped into it carefully as to not spill the cup of coffee glued to her hand. She took a sip of the rich dark liquid and sighed.

"Samantha, could you come here for a second?"

She gazed up at Danny Taylor who was hovering in front of her desk. She raised a sarcastic eye brow and got up from her chair coffee mug in tow.

"Martin hasn't answered his phone since Friday. We were supposed to go out drinking Saturday but he never showed up."

"How many messages did you leave on his cell? It usually takes about ten before he answers." She shrugged.

"Believe me, I left about thirty."

She cocked her head to one side her blonde hair rippling around her shoulders. Her forehead crinkled in thought before her eyes widened and she ran to Jack's office.

"Jack!"

"Samantha? What's wrong?"

She stopped at the door way to catch her breath.

"Martin's missing. Danny said they usually go get drinks every Saturday but he didn't show up. He left thirty messages on Martin's phone and he never returned any of the calls. Jack that's not like him."

Jack sat back in his chair and let what Samantha said sink in. She was true but he wasn't so sure. He pressed his lips in a thin line then leaned forward and put his elbows on the desk.

"He hasn't showed up yet has he?"

Samantha shook her head. "Something's wrong Jack. I can feel it."

"I guess being the guy's ex has its advantages." She frowned, unamused "Sorry. Didn't mean it like that."

"Sure. Should I look into it?"

"Take Elena with you. Be careful. It's slick out there."

She nodded then turned to walk out. She groaned softly and took another drink of coffee which was now lukewarm.

"Oh and Sam," he called after her. She turned and walked back. "I'll get Viv and Danny to find out what Martin does after work. There has to be someplace he goes to…relax."

Samantha nodded and walked back into the bullpen. She told Elena-who just arrived-what had happened, grabbed her cell phone and coat, and walked out into snowy New York City.