fanfic
Well, with the help pf the amazing 
Rafa, a few years ago I wrote 4 Without a Trace fanfics, all of them M/S shipper.
So, I decided to post them here.
Okay, this is my first Wat fic ! I proposed a challenge in Destined to but since nobody did, I tried to write it myself ! I had the help pf the talented and amazing Shiderevkop, my great and dear friend, and my beta was from SD-1 Alias board! I hope you enjoy it!
THE PHONE CALL
(it sets around season 3, Martin and Sam are together and nobody - really - knows)
Sam was in that stage between sleep and awakening, when dreams and reality were still a thin line, a line difficult to be recognized. In those mornings, she couldn’t avoid the thought that everything that happened to her in the last months was merely product of her imagination. Like a dream that never happen.
She heard a sound and tried to ignore, but the sound didn’t stop. With her eyes still closed, she realized that it was the cell phone, ringing. She sighted and picked it up. Even thought it was important to her work, she couldn’t stop to think that this object took away small moments of her life - “Damn, this cell phone always rings in the most inconvenient times“ She thought. That reminded her of the first night with Martin.
***FLASHBACK***
She invited him to share a cab, but he knew that the invitation was to do something else. She could feel that he knew about her intentions just seeing his smile when he walked towards the taxi. In the taxi they stared each other and talked a little bit, just small talk. But when they arrived on the apartment, they couldn’t control their urges anymore. They did it right there, in the sofa. Only later, before the second time, they went to the bedroom. It was already 3 AM, but they didn’t want to sleep.
It was morning already, but despite the fact that they didn’t sleep at all, they weren’t tired. On the contrary, they seemed to want to recover the lost time. They were doing it again, maybe for the 4th time (she lost the count) when the phone rang and they were interrupted.
With a lot of effort Samantha tried to suppress the moans and tried to recover her breath, but keeping control was really hard. She wanted to ignore the call and keep fucking Martin till both lost all their strengths. Bust she couldn’t. Your job was too important to be ignored.
There was days that she hated being an FBI agent.
***END FLASHBACK***
And now, the damn telephone was ringing again.
“Spade” She said.
“Samantha ?“ She heard Jack’s voice, it looked like he was surprised.
“Hi Jack“ She responded, a little disappointed, she wanted that to be just a mistake. She didn’t want to get out of that bed in that morning.
“What’s going on ? Where’s Martin ? “ Jack asked.
“Martin?” Answered Sam, confused “What the hell are you talking about?“
“Samantha why did you answer Martin’s phone?“ Jack asked, there were traces of fury in his voice.
Samantha stand up, suddenly alert. In less than a second, all the sleep she felt vanished, just like magic. She couldn’t avoid feeling a momentary panic and thousands of excuses happen to pooped out of her head, but no one were really convincing.
“Oh, Martin...” she realizes he was in the shower, hearing the water fall out, “he’s taking a shower. Dou you want to leave him a message?“ she said, cautious.
“Samantha, where are you two ? “ Jack insisted.
“At my place“ She said, feeling a little bit of anger at that moment. How dare he want explanations about her love life? Didn’t he know that their relationship was over, it was in the past? “Dou you have another question to put in your report? What do you want Jack?”
Jack was angry; what the hell Martin was doing in Sunday morning, at Sam´s place, taking a shower? Did he sleep there? They were together? Sam told him she moved on, but Martin? He knew that man always had a huge crush on Samantha, but he never though Sam was interested on Martin. That guy wasn’t her kind of man. Jack felt like a bomb fall over him. “What a wonderful year”, he though.
“Jack?” Samantha’s voice brought him back to reality.
“I´m here, please, tell him I need to talk to him”, Jack spoke fast. It doesn´t matter. He just wanted to hang up the damn phone.
“Sure, when he gets out of the shower I´ll tell him. It´s a case?” She asked, wanting herself get free of that embarrassing conversation.
“No, it´s a private subject. It´s nothing urgent, I´ll talk with him tomorrow at the office. Sorry for wake you up. It´s Sunday and you deserve to rest. See you guys tomorrow”. Jack hung up.
Sam didn´t believe she answered the wrong phone. She didn´t care open her eyes to get the phone. She just answered. How could she expect that phone call or its repercussions? And why Jack? Could it be Viv, or Danny, but, not, it was Jack.
Not that Vivian or Danny knew she and Martin were together. Were they? Well, since that night, two months ago, they had succeeded to keep the secret, not mixing business and pleasure. But it was hard. Sometimes she catches herself looking towards Martin´s desk, and countless times he did the same thing. They couldn´t hardly wait the time to go home. Of course Viv and Danny get suspicious. For a few times Danny jokes about they´re getting busy, had other things to do at night, how they look yawn and sleepy and tired. “Oh, Danny, you have no idea”, Sam tell to herself.
.....
She heard the bathroom door opened and look at it. She smiled. A blue towel was wrapped around Martin´s waist. His hair was wet, and drops of water were dripping on his face and body. Sam noticed she was having trouble to breathe. He was any girl´s dream. Oh God, he was gorgeous. And he´s got a way that was so special. He was the only man that didn´t judge her, not even when he found out she had an affair with Jack. That day was a big step into they relationship. The day he put in words, so subtle yet direct, he was available and he wanted her. Martin came toward the bed.
“Morning, Sammy”, he greeted, leaning over and kissing her.
“Morning, Marty”, she answered, smiling.
He doesn´t get up.
“Martin, you´re making me wet”, she said, smiling.
“Glad to hear, honey, but how about we grab something to eat before? Recharge our energies? Not that I don’t want you, I do, but, I´m human, you know?” he reply, mocking. “Then, well, then we can spend the rest of the day in bed, what do you think?” he asked, smiling mischievously.
“You know what I mean, silly!”
His smile grew wider. “I did, I was joking”, he stand up. “I though I heard the phone ringing”.
“Yeah, it did. I answered. It was Jack, he was looking for you”
“How did he know I was here?, Martin asked, surprised.
“He didn´t. He called your phone and I answered, by mistake. I was asleep and didn´t realize which phone was ringing. Sorry”
“Don´t be. Eventually, he´ll find out about us”, Martin reply, a little nervous. They didn´t have talk about what´s going on between they, if they were in a relationship, he was afraid she would tell that was nothing but a physical thing, just sex.
“You´re right”. She smiled. After all, yes, they are officially in a relationship. They were dating! That scaring her, but shoe couldn´t resist that man´s appeal. “Besides, the way you look at me at the bullpen, it surprises me how nobody notice before”, she teased.
“Ah, they did notice, but it wasn´t big news to Danny or Viv that I was mad about you. I always watched out when you are didn´t notice. Agent Spade, you have to know that, since you´re such a good agent.” He confess. “But I believe they were suspicious with your behavior lately, you smile without a reason, and you stare at me with this look at your face. And sometimes you half-open those wonderful lips when you look at me”, he teased back.
“I don´t do that....” she protest, but then she shut up. Did she do that? She never notice, but right now, it doesn´t matter. Martin was smiling at her.
“What we´re gonna do tomorrow, Martin? How we gonna face everybody? At the moment we step at the office and go public, things will change. We´ll gonna face Jack, probably with father…” She was worried.
“We´ll gonna find a way”, he told her. “Tomorrow we gonna deal with this, we´ll think about how to handle this. Tomorrow”
Tomorrow, she though and smiled. Tomorrow wasn´t seemed so scary in days like that.
He lay down at her side and, for the way he look at her, she know what he have in mind. She didn´t think about protest.
“Tomorrow...” She spoke, barely hiding the excitement in her voice. “I don´t care about tomorrow”
END
I hope you enjoy it.
Later I´ll post the next one.
Rafa, a few years ago I wrote 4 Without a Trace fanfics, all of them M/S shipper.
So, I decided to post them here.
Okay, this is my first Wat fic ! I proposed a challenge in Destined to but since nobody did, I tried to write it myself ! I had the help pf the talented and amazing Shiderevkop, my great and dear friend, and my beta was from SD-1 Alias board! I hope you enjoy it!
THE PHONE CALL
(it sets around season 3, Martin and Sam are together and nobody - really - knows)
Sam was in that stage between sleep and awakening, when dreams and reality were still a thin line, a line difficult to be recognized. In those mornings, she couldn’t avoid the thought that everything that happened to her in the last months was merely product of her imagination. Like a dream that never happen.
She heard a sound and tried to ignore, but the sound didn’t stop. With her eyes still closed, she realized that it was the cell phone, ringing. She sighted and picked it up. Even thought it was important to her work, she couldn’t stop to think that this object took away small moments of her life - “Damn, this cell phone always rings in the most inconvenient times“ She thought. That reminded her of the first night with Martin.
***FLASHBACK***
She invited him to share a cab, but he knew that the invitation was to do something else. She could feel that he knew about her intentions just seeing his smile when he walked towards the taxi. In the taxi they stared each other and talked a little bit, just small talk. But when they arrived on the apartment, they couldn’t control their urges anymore. They did it right there, in the sofa. Only later, before the second time, they went to the bedroom. It was already 3 AM, but they didn’t want to sleep.
It was morning already, but despite the fact that they didn’t sleep at all, they weren’t tired. On the contrary, they seemed to want to recover the lost time. They were doing it again, maybe for the 4th time (she lost the count) when the phone rang and they were interrupted.
With a lot of effort Samantha tried to suppress the moans and tried to recover her breath, but keeping control was really hard. She wanted to ignore the call and keep fucking Martin till both lost all their strengths. Bust she couldn’t. Your job was too important to be ignored.
There was days that she hated being an FBI agent.
***END FLASHBACK***
And now, the damn telephone was ringing again.
“Spade” She said.
“Samantha ?“ She heard Jack’s voice, it looked like he was surprised.
“Hi Jack“ She responded, a little disappointed, she wanted that to be just a mistake. She didn’t want to get out of that bed in that morning.
“What’s going on ? Where’s Martin ? “ Jack asked.
“Martin?” Answered Sam, confused “What the hell are you talking about?“
“Samantha why did you answer Martin’s phone?“ Jack asked, there were traces of fury in his voice.
Samantha stand up, suddenly alert. In less than a second, all the sleep she felt vanished, just like magic. She couldn’t avoid feeling a momentary panic and thousands of excuses happen to pooped out of her head, but no one were really convincing.
“Oh, Martin...” she realizes he was in the shower, hearing the water fall out, “he’s taking a shower. Dou you want to leave him a message?“ she said, cautious.
“Samantha, where are you two ? “ Jack insisted.
“At my place“ She said, feeling a little bit of anger at that moment. How dare he want explanations about her love life? Didn’t he know that their relationship was over, it was in the past? “Dou you have another question to put in your report? What do you want Jack?”
Jack was angry; what the hell Martin was doing in Sunday morning, at Sam´s place, taking a shower? Did he sleep there? They were together? Sam told him she moved on, but Martin? He knew that man always had a huge crush on Samantha, but he never though Sam was interested on Martin. That guy wasn’t her kind of man. Jack felt like a bomb fall over him. “What a wonderful year”, he though.
“Jack?” Samantha’s voice brought him back to reality.
“I´m here, please, tell him I need to talk to him”, Jack spoke fast. It doesn´t matter. He just wanted to hang up the damn phone.
“Sure, when he gets out of the shower I´ll tell him. It´s a case?” She asked, wanting herself get free of that embarrassing conversation.
“No, it´s a private subject. It´s nothing urgent, I´ll talk with him tomorrow at the office. Sorry for wake you up. It´s Sunday and you deserve to rest. See you guys tomorrow”. Jack hung up.
Sam didn´t believe she answered the wrong phone. She didn´t care open her eyes to get the phone. She just answered. How could she expect that phone call or its repercussions? And why Jack? Could it be Viv, or Danny, but, not, it was Jack.
Not that Vivian or Danny knew she and Martin were together. Were they? Well, since that night, two months ago, they had succeeded to keep the secret, not mixing business and pleasure. But it was hard. Sometimes she catches herself looking towards Martin´s desk, and countless times he did the same thing. They couldn´t hardly wait the time to go home. Of course Viv and Danny get suspicious. For a few times Danny jokes about they´re getting busy, had other things to do at night, how they look yawn and sleepy and tired. “Oh, Danny, you have no idea”, Sam tell to herself.
.....
She heard the bathroom door opened and look at it. She smiled. A blue towel was wrapped around Martin´s waist. His hair was wet, and drops of water were dripping on his face and body. Sam noticed she was having trouble to breathe. He was any girl´s dream. Oh God, he was gorgeous. And he´s got a way that was so special. He was the only man that didn´t judge her, not even when he found out she had an affair with Jack. That day was a big step into they relationship. The day he put in words, so subtle yet direct, he was available and he wanted her. Martin came toward the bed.
“Morning, Sammy”, he greeted, leaning over and kissing her.
“Morning, Marty”, she answered, smiling.
He doesn´t get up.
“Martin, you´re making me wet”, she said, smiling.
“Glad to hear, honey, but how about we grab something to eat before? Recharge our energies? Not that I don’t want you, I do, but, I´m human, you know?” he reply, mocking. “Then, well, then we can spend the rest of the day in bed, what do you think?” he asked, smiling mischievously.
“You know what I mean, silly!”
His smile grew wider. “I did, I was joking”, he stand up. “I though I heard the phone ringing”.
“Yeah, it did. I answered. It was Jack, he was looking for you”
“How did he know I was here?, Martin asked, surprised.
“He didn´t. He called your phone and I answered, by mistake. I was asleep and didn´t realize which phone was ringing. Sorry”
“Don´t be. Eventually, he´ll find out about us”, Martin reply, a little nervous. They didn´t have talk about what´s going on between they, if they were in a relationship, he was afraid she would tell that was nothing but a physical thing, just sex.
“You´re right”. She smiled. After all, yes, they are officially in a relationship. They were dating! That scaring her, but shoe couldn´t resist that man´s appeal. “Besides, the way you look at me at the bullpen, it surprises me how nobody notice before”, she teased.
“Ah, they did notice, but it wasn´t big news to Danny or Viv that I was mad about you. I always watched out when you are didn´t notice. Agent Spade, you have to know that, since you´re such a good agent.” He confess. “But I believe they were suspicious with your behavior lately, you smile without a reason, and you stare at me with this look at your face. And sometimes you half-open those wonderful lips when you look at me”, he teased back.
“I don´t do that....” she protest, but then she shut up. Did she do that? She never notice, but right now, it doesn´t matter. Martin was smiling at her.
“What we´re gonna do tomorrow, Martin? How we gonna face everybody? At the moment we step at the office and go public, things will change. We´ll gonna face Jack, probably with father…” She was worried.
“We´ll gonna find a way”, he told her. “Tomorrow we gonna deal with this, we´ll think about how to handle this. Tomorrow”
Tomorrow, she though and smiled. Tomorrow wasn´t seemed so scary in days like that.
He lay down at her side and, for the way he look at her, she know what he have in mind. She didn´t think about protest.
“Tomorrow...” She spoke, barely hiding the excitement in her voice. “I don´t care about tomorrow”
END
I hope you enjoy it.
Later I´ll post the next one.