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Spoilers : Season 2 : Aisle 13, Last Dance

Credits : Ha! What a surprise ! It goes to KateEals again! :) (and yes, I am a writing fiend , I admit ho ho ho :) )

Author's Note : I was thinking about this story since a while but the kick to write it gave me vguz04. We were exchanging PMs and we found out that we thinking about the same main plot! So we decided that I will write it down and she will send me her ideas from time to time and I will try to put them somewhere to my story.

Molly Lyn hope while waiting for updating "We got One Life" you enjoy my new story :)

N'joy reading it guys!


CHAPTER I

I'M OVER YOU…

"Hey, hey, um..." Winnie called Team One. "Team five is still on that motel standoff; you guys mind sticking around until they get back?"

"Yeah, no problem," came the reply.

The guys started calling their houses with information that they would be late; Wordy took his phone and called Shelly to say goodnight to the girls, Ed called Sophie saying that he would be on OT and to leave him some dinner. Jules, devoid of having a loved one to call herself, was strolling around reviewing documents from the last call. She glanced in the direction of Sam and she inadvertently overheard pieces of his phone conversation.

"Hey. …I'm good, thanks." His voice was warm, low and flirting. "Yeah, we have to postpone tonight. I'm sorry." The regret in his voice made Jules feel jealous. She turned on her heel and walked away, angry at him, at herself, at the whole world.

"You got what you wanted Jules. You got your job back on Team One, so this is what you wanted right? Thus , just let him move on with his life, Jules." She was trying to mentally convince herself to calm down. "Jules, it is you who made the decision to leave, so cool-it, right now."

She sighed heavily and took a big gulp of water, trying to soothe the striking stinging in her chest. She wanted to extinguish this fire of jealousy that she felt inside as soon as possible. Thinking that it would be easy to forget what she felt for Sam was just a naive and childish desire. Hearing how he was arranging to meet with another girl put her into an inexplicable jealous rage. She promised herself when she decided to leave him that she wouldn't feel envy when he began to go out with others. But she couldn't resist this feeling …..she wasn't over any of her strong feelings for Sam. It was like she had let him irreversibly changed the composition of her heart, and she hated herself for not being able to change back, to let him go.

Her struggle with inner demons was interrupted by Winnie calling them to gear up for a hot call.

It turned out that after skipping out on a restaurant bill and robbing a pawn shop, a young couple abandoned their car and disappeared, alluding authorities. Winnie checked the license plate of the subjects' car and found that the owner was a habitual resident in the area that Sam and Jules were patrolling at the moment.

"Boss, you need help with profiling?" Jules proposed. Greg agreed and feed her some information that she could use to help establish a profile. Sam muttered that he would drop her off at the subjects' residence where she could gather more information, and that he would return to the search.

"You don't want to come with?" Jules asked him surprised at his reaction.

"We do a rolling stop, we'll need the extra vehicle," he snapped back.

Jules glanced at him and teased "Okay, just as well. Wouldn't want to get you in trouble with the little lady."

"Remind me, who dumped who again?" Sam maliciously snarled causing Jules to just clench her teeth, realizing that she deserved this kind of response.

As soon as Jules closed the SUV's door, Sam drove off with a screech of tires from the building, which she was about to enter.

He tightly gripped his hands on the steering wheel and shook his head with disbelief.

"What is her problem?" he thought."She chose the job over me, and now she's making cracks about me and other girls?"

He smiled sadly to himself, recalling the evening when Jules first told him she loved him. The first and last time. It was a conversation he will remember for a lifetime. The conversation that shattered his heart into pieces. He heard this exchange of words between them in his head all the time now:

"It's not if, it's when I'm gonna go back on the team, Sam."
"Okay, so, the Boss knows."
"Right, which is exactly why we can't be together. If I'm gonna go back, you know that….

I love you, Sam, but I've worked my whole life for this job, for the team, and I'm not gonna let getting shot stand in the way of me going back."
"You mean I'm not going to stand in your way. Jules. That's the first time you told me you love me. I didn't think it'll be like that."
"Sam..."
"I get it. I do."
"Well, there's always the other choice if we want to stay together. Only one of us has to leave the team."

So they split up. Neither of them was ready to leave the team. Only she was ready to leave him for the team. He wasn't ready to leave her, but he understood and respected her choice. He felt like shit, shattered, smashed, drained from life when she was gone from his private world. He took some days off. Gone to do some R&R, gone back to the base that he had so dreaded returning to, somehow in its familiarity, a comfort now. And then when he thought that he was beginning to deal with this "being dumped" feeling, his mother asked when she could meet her. When she could meet this girl who made her son speak only of her during each phone call home. The woman who stole his heart, the woman who caused him to not even glanced at other girls. The woman who made him protein mango smoothies every morning, the woman with whom he loved priming shitty drywall, the woman who became his air. The hardest task was to explain to his mother why she couldn't meet Jules.

He rubbed his eyes as he heard Greg's voice in his handset. This call wasn't easy, because this whole situation with this couple wasn't easy at all. The woman, named Laura, had a brain disease and she decided to end her own life. Her fiancé, Evan,made a promised that they would do whatever she wanted before taking a fatal overdose of morphine. They planned on killing themselves after one last dance at a reception. Fortunately, Team One convinced them to stand down, promising that they would be able to spend their time together before Laura died.

Nevertheless, later in the briefing room all of the team members didn't feel so successful after the action. Laura's video made them think about what is really important and valuable in life.

Sam and Jules glanced at each other. Jules sadly realized that there always will be a part of her that will love Sam, no matter if the team comes first or not. She can't throw it from her heart despite that she tried so hard. Sam peered at her and wondered that if he had stepped down from team one to stay with her, then could she truly be his? Could it work and she be at his side now?

A vibration in the phone that he kept in his pants pocket announced that he had just received an incoming message. Plucked from thinking about "what would happen if," he looked at the phone display and read the message.

Greek tavern "Acropolis" on Bayview Avenue at 7 pm.

I will put on a red dress that we've talked about

This time, no excuses!

Hugs

Ana Maria


Additional Author's Note:

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