Samantha reached around, gently rubbing Christian's shoulders for a moment trying to work out some of the tension and anger even though she knew it was almost as likely to annoy him even further.  When they first met she had found his unpredictability exciting, but over time the struggle to keep up with his fiery temper had just become tiring.  Now in the midst of one of the biggest cases they had ever seen she felt that old excitement returning.  She leaned close behind him, fingers still working on the muscles of his shoulders, and whispered in his ear, "don't worry beautiful, we'll have you back in bed where you belong in no time."<br/><br/>The crucified figure watched silently from it's perch high upon the wall and Samantha stopped rubbing and just stood there staring back at it.  She nudged Christian, "those red things in it eyes really give me the creeps.  Do you have any idea what they are?"