A/N: This is my second story about Sam and Jules. This is one is short and i hope you guys like it. It start with season 2 episode 18, coming to you live, where the radio guy kidnapped the counselor. It a really good story and you guys would love chapter 5. Please review and let me know what you guys think. I would update chapter 2, so you guys could see where i am going with this one.


It was a beautiful sunny day and even though it was nice outside and everything seem normal. I felt reckless, and irritated, and I couldn't find the source of it until I lay eyes on him, lifting weights next to me.

"Late night?"

"Yeah you could say that."

"Blond, brunet or red head?"

"One of each." He said with his cocky smile, it took a lot of me not to get off this bike and punch him.

"I didn't know you had the stamina." I said, but I couldn't be angry with him, because I was the one that broke up with him. I was the one that end things with us for my job. I was broken from my thoughts when I heard the Ed complaining about the music. I watch how he and Wordy spoke about the counsel man, and the radio guy. We continue to listen and because being a cop had trained us to listen to things regular people wouldn't listen in the first place we were already in alert. At least I was. But I was never prepared for the emotions that pass through me when I heard the shot.

When I heard the shot, I froze and a bunch of flashback passed through my eyes. Everything has seemed to stop and for a few second I was scare shitless. If I wasn't so taken back, I would how notice how my body shivers of all the sudden. Only years of training made me snap out of whatever just happen and do my job. And while I ran to my locker I thank god nobody notice, because it would have being a problem if they notice how scare I got over a shot.

It was a stuff call, but we got through it and I did my job. Instinct told me the girl knew more than she said. And once I got to the end of it, I realize how mess up the situation was, but secret brings nothing good. And in the end it just make matter worst. But I am the last person to judge, I have a lot of my own and Sam and I kept our relationship a secret from the team and I am lucky they forgave us. Anyway after everything was clear and I got back to headquarter and Sam was there. For some reason he made me nervous. Not like when we were together, or even before that, but something different and I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Hey" I manage to say.

"Hey"

"They arrested Malone assistance?" He asked.

"Yeah they are processing her right now." I said and for some reason I couldn't just leave it there. I wanted to know what he was thinking about the entire situation.

"Can you believe Malone kept her secret?"

"Why not?"

"He had a gun to his head, he could have being killed."

"He was protecting his friend. I'll do the same." He said and walks away, and all I could do was smile. But then I frown, and my eyes sting with unshed tears. Those words hurt and it made me want to cry, but for the life of me I couldn't figure out why.

After I finish and I got my things, I went home. I decide to cook myself some dinner and then sit on the couch and catch up with a nice story. The book would calm down my reckless mind and all the mixed feelings I had today. After a while I was tired so I took a nice long bath with some wine and then cuddle in my bed and felt asleep in an instant.

I bolt upright out of my bed sweating and gasping for air. I was shaking and I couldn't seem to remember where I was. I took small breath and try to calm down. After I felt a little better I realize that I was still in bed and I was safe. For the life of me I couldn't understand why I didn't feel safe, so all I could do is bring my leg up to my chest and hug myself with the blanket. I notice it was 3 am and I pass a shaky hand through my face and then my hair and I realize that I haven't had a nightmare in a long time. And then all of sudden, the memories of the nightmare hit me all at once and I gasp. I couldn't believe what I was just dreaming about. It was wrong in so many levels and disturbing and it made me sick. I know they call nightmares, but it felt so real, and I felt so helpless, hurt and betrayed. How can anyone do that? How can anyone wish someone dead, when they knew that they risk everything to be with them? When I risk my job for him? Oh Sam. I said and with that I started crying. And for the first time, since I broke up with him, since I got shot, and since everyone find out about us, I cry my eyes off.


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