***** 

            The next set of songs ended, and Alice went back her story, the web board that Alice had set up for the show was lighting up, every time Alice refreshed the page, there were hundreds more hits. 

            “That was a week ago, and we haven’t found our friend, Sam Vance yet.  You see, Shane is connected to Sam, because Shane cares about her, so, Shane is the connection to Sam Vance.  This is to all our listeners, if you know where Sam is, let us know via the Ourchart site, we’re going to be signing out with our closing song, its from Three Days Grace, the song is Riot.  Which is just what we want you to do, get out there, get involved, not just in politics, but in something you are passionate about… an now Quin’s going to lead us out….”

            “Have a good one, listeners,” said Quin as she cued up the song, the guitar leading them out as Quin turned off the mics.

            “Well…,” sighed Alice, tired, but feeling like her APB for Sam might have reached one listener who knew Sam.

            “We did what we could,” smiled Quin.  “I’m surprised…”

            “About what?” asked Alice as she began to boot down things in the booth, Quin looking thoughtful, her blonde hair loose and falling into her eyes. 

            “About Julie not being able to find Sam, she found me,” said Quin.

            “Yes, she did find you, have you seen her mounting the numbers on The Chart?” asked Alice in awe.

            “Nope, don’t pay any attention to that stuff,” admitted Quin.  “Besides, Julie is getting her feet wet.”

            Alice batted her eyes, going up to the glass between them, “You’re interested in Julie….”

            “No, not really, I’m… intrigued by her, by her life, what she’s been through, her losses, her hardships,” explained Quin.  Alice’s cocked one eyebrow, dark eyes staring at Quin through the glass. “Yeah, I think she’s cool.”

            “Ah ha!” pointed Alice.  “You think we’ll find Sam?”

            “Certainly hope so….”

***** 

            “Welcome to Seattle Grace, Dr. Vance,” smiled Derek Shepard, offering his hand and Sam took it.  Her blood shot eyes taking in the newly remodeled surgical wing.  Shepard had wonderful blue eyes, and a scruffy sexy look.

            “Thanks, not exactly the way I expected to come back…..,” admitted Sam, wondering where Preston was, feeling a deep need to talk to the man whom she’d studied under for a year. 

            “Well, let’s get started, shall we?” offered Derek sweeping his hand towards his small office and Sam stepped into the office.