OK. Thank you in advance for reading my story. This is my second story on fanfiction, and I am still figuring out how to make my stories sound good so please bear with me. Any feedback you can give me will be greatly appreciated.

This will start off slow, but will move faster once the back story is set up.

Sam is a mystery to everyone at the Montecito. After a call from home, the wall she has put up begins to crumble. Takes place after the finale.

(Sam's POV)

beep beep Beep Beep BEEP BEEP BEEP BE SLAM. "Ow. Sorry Mrs. Slogan," I said through the wall that connected out rooms, after I had slammed my fist on my new alarm clock (the last 10 had broken way too easily, and I had decided to stop using my cell as an alarm since it is just too valuable). It is 5:30am, and time to start working again. As I roll over to the left side of the bed since it is a closer walk to the bathroom, I remember that I just fell asleep 4 hours ago. My pounding head is screaming sleep, and I want to obey, but my stomach says otherwise. I force my eyes open with my fingers and roll onto the floor with a thud. Gripping the curtains because I am unable to stand without falling this early, I head to the bathroom to wash my face and wake up.

A loving voice makes my ears perk up "No problem darling, I've been up watching the NCIS marathon. You need to slow down, or else you will hit the wall." That was my neighbor, Mrs. Slogan. She has lived in the room next to mine for the past 7 years, ore year longer than me, and has been more of a mother then I ever had.

The water is always cold in the bathrooms this early in the morning, so my face is now numb. I need to remember to tell Danny. Turning on the faucet and brushing my teeth, I yell across "I just got the season 5 DVD, we can watch it tomorrow after my whale leaves."

When I had first moved in, I was suspicious of her. She had brought me brownies and said if I needed anything she was in the room next to mine. I had thought she was too nice to me, a complete stranger. Not used to being treated like that from the people I knew, especially from people I did not know, I told Danny to look into her because I thought she was dealing drugs. He did not believe me, but told me what he knew. -She had lived in that room for 7 years. -Her bill was paid by General Electrics, which was her deceased husband's company. -His children did not want her around, so they sent her here. -She had never taken his last name.

The words "See you at 5?" shook me out of my thoughts as I answered, "Sure. See you then."

As I started the shower, I began to think how I trust her. That I know I can tell her anything and she won't judge me, or tell anyone else.

AN. I know it's short, but I'm just starting out. Please let me know what you think! :)