Amazingly, yes

“I believe you.” Dr. Marque spoke quietly but clearly and Samantha felt her heart jump in her chest in wonder and relief.

“You do?!?” She asked trying unsuccessfully to keep her disbelief from her voice.

“I guess I'm a sucker for a pretty face.” The doctor joked as he took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. Samantha could feel her face flush in embarrassment, it would take a while before she could get used to someone as handsome as this doctor calling her pretty. Or was it the warmth of his elegant fingers curled around hers that brought the color to her face? Perhaps unwisely she tried to calm her nerves by taking another sip of her drink.

“I don't know what to tell you Samantha.” The doctor begins still holding her hand in his. “Normally I'd take you directly to our security offices to collect samples and initiate a comp...”

“No!” Interrupted Samantha, “I just can't.”

“Ssshh,” Once again Samantha found herself nestled against the doctor's silk shirt. “I wasn't going to advise that.” He reassured her stroking her hair softly. “Mr. Abrams is well known by most private security forces and IS. Physical evidence collected anywhere on Aria is likely to be contaminated, lost or simply replaced.” Samantha thought she sensed some frustration in the doctor's voice as he spoke.

“So there's nothing I can do?” Samantha asked in frustration, but at least in part, in relieved at not having to go through what she could only imagine to be a humiliating experience.

“I'm sorry.” Dr. Marque apologized. “Even if we could find someone to collect the sample and maintain the chain of possession all the way to the prosecutor's office, Abrams' connections in the Judiciary are just as extensive.” He shook his head sadly and this time it was Samantha who ran her hand over the slightly stubbled cheek of the suddenly tired looking doctor.

“It’s OK, Dr. Marque.” Samantha began but was immediately interrupted.

“Please, call me Will.”

“Ok then Will.” She liked the way his name sounded as she said it for the first time. "As long as you believe me, Will.” She definitely liked the way that sounded. “I don't really even care if Abrams is prosecuted; I just hate to think that he'll be able to do this again.”

Marque nodded in sympathy and the two sat side by side on the couch for a minute before he broke the silence again.

“The other problem we have is that according to what you've told me, you have no legal presence on Aria.” Samantha stared at him in disbelief.

“What do you mean?” She asked, pulling away from him.

“Your time-and-space story isn’t going to convince many juries, and without a chip and with no record of your arrival on Aria, you are technically an illegal.” Marque explained.

“SO IT'S OK TO **** ME?!” Samantha voice rose to a yell and she pulled away from the handsome doctor.

“No of course not, Samantha.” The doctor sighed. “It just makes it harder to bring him to trial; even with my family's help this is going to get long and nasty.”