Authors: This is the sequel to The Kidnapping of Jules Callaghan Braddock. You may want to read that first as this story takes place two weeks after where I let that story end. Hopefully you enjoy. This plot should only be 5 to 7 Chapters at the most.

Disclaimer: The show flashpoint and its characters were created by Mark Ellis and Stephanie Morgenstern and belong to them and its respective networks. I am making no money of this story and it is for entertainment purposes only. However, this particular story is my creation and should not be used without my express written permission

CHAPTER 1

It was a good thing me and Jules decided to rent her house instead of sell, like the General had insisted we do when we got married and decided to gift us with a brand new house after we announced we were expecting during our wedding.

After the fiasco with Cindy Larson two weeks ago I didn't want Jules returning this afternoon from the hospital to a house some crazy person practically replicated and attempted to kidnap her to steal our unborn baby girl in. Luckily for us, Spike was an understanding renter and allowed me to kick him out and even helped me move us back in with the help of the guys and gals of the SRU.

Aside from that, although on the surface Jules seems to be doing well I'm still very worried about her. I know my wife and my best friend and I know it sometimes takes her awhile to get everything out before she is ready to share it. But I've watched her every night as I lay in a cot next to her hospital bed; the nightmares haven't stopped like I hoped they would. Quite frankly a part of me feels like they have gotten worse, although I'm not sure what they are really about.

I try to ask her when she wakes up screaming from her hospital bed and embrace her in an attempt to comfort her, but all she does is weep in my arms and tells me it was just a bad dream. Of course I've pushed insisting she opens up to me but probably not enough in fear of causing her and our unborn child undo stress.

But today she comes home, or that is my "girls" finally come home. The best part is although Jules still needs to remain on full bed rest for the remainder of her pregnancy, today we are officially seven months and in our third trimester. We continue to cross our fingers she will carry to full term, but at least Dr. Elaine Jacobs has reassured me several times now that even if she does go into premature labor our baby is at least at a good weight and fully developed now there is not much to worry about. Easy for her to say….

So here I am waiting for the guys to arrive to help me move the last bit of baby furniture in, all of which has been replaced with some guidance from my mother, who has grown pretty close to Jules which really feels good. My parents actually took an instant liking to Jules, I think she is the sole reason my relationship with the General has even improved. Of course I wanted to surprise Jules with all of this, and I'm having a little anxiety hoping it won't be too much or too little, and she won't mind that I made decisions on the baby room without her. But I really wanted to erase the memory of our experience with Cindy Larson as much for her and our baby and also for myself.

"Sam BEST" Ed Lane just shouted out at me from the curb as he pulled up in my drive way with our soon to be retired Boss Greg Parker.

"Hey what's up guys?" I asked both of them suspicious as to why both of them seemed more jovial than usual. Since the Cindy Larson incident we or Team One I should say have been on a mandatory paid sabbatical as ordered by Commander Holleran and Dr. Toth. Apparently after the bombings four months ago and Jules attempted kidnapping along with all the organizational changes the SRU was going through we need time to clear our head.

Personally I was all for it, considering I preferred to be at the hospital watching Jules and being able to spoil my wife the last months of her pregnancy even for only a few weeks. But I have to admit we all tend to go a little stir crazy not being out there making a difference.

"So are you going to tell me why you're so cheery Ed?" I asked him as I eyed Greg Parker holding a cane I will never get used to seeing him in hoping he would offer me a clue as to what was going on.

"Let's just wait for Spike and Wordy to get here" Greg told me as I watched Spike and Wordy pull up with the U-Haul with the new baby furniture they picked up from the store for me.

"What's up guys?" I said giving Spike and Wordy a high five and now a little concerned about the extreme cheerfulness radiating out of them also.

"Ok I give up what?" I asked.

"Well SAMTASTIC its official" Greg started to say.

"You're officially the new team leader of Team 3 effective immediately. Congratulations" He finished as he offered me a hand shake and congrats along with the rest of the guys.

"Thank You" I answered somberly. Don't get me wrong I am excited for this opportunity but it just seemed wrong that Jules wasn't here to celebrate it with me.

"So umm when do you pick up Jules?" Wordy asked me.

"I pick her up around three this afternoon" I answered not hiding my excitement at all to have my wife back home and to also show her our new and kind of old home.

"Guess we better get this show on the road then" Spike added.

It was really good to see him happier after losing Lew and his dad. I look at him and Winnie and hope they can be as happy as me and Jules are.

While the guys proceeded to carry the baby furniture in the house I motioned Greg to the side and addressed some of my concerns about Jules. I know Jules sees him as a father figure and I was hoping if she wasn't comfortable enough to talk to me about what she was feeling that maybe Greg could get through to her.

"Some fatherly advice Sam" Greg started to tell me in his usual compassionate and composed fatherly voice. "Just give her some time. She'll be ok; it's been a traumatic time for all of us, especially her."

"I know Boss" I mumbled still not feeling any better. "I just want her to be all right".

"And she will be Sam" Greg reassured me. "She has you, and that's all she needs".

"Thanks" I responded.

About five hours later I headed to the hospital after taking a ten minute shower. Everything was all set up at the house. Since the team was still off, Sophie Ed's wife along with Wordy's wife Shelly with the help of Leah and Winnie also set up a surprise baby shower/welcome home party for Jules.

As I parked our new SUV in the parking structure at St Patrick's hospital I was overwhelmed by my own enthusiasm and the anticipation of seeing Jules reaction. Nothing is more beautiful than her smile, and the feeling I was feeling was almost similar to the day I proposed to her.

The only weird thing is as I continued to walk in the parking structure my police instincts seemed to be triggered. It was a strange feeling, like I was being watched but decided to dismiss it thinking I was probably just being paranoid after finding out I had no clue Cindy Larson was stalking me and my own wife the last year and half.

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"Here is your photos lady" He told her as he handed several photos of Sam Braddock and Ed Lane to an older woman. "Now where is the cash?"

"Here it is" She answered showing him a brown bag containing five thousand dollars' worth of cash as she pulls out a small hand gun on him with a silencer as she shoots him in the head three times to make sure he was dead.

"Oops it turns out I won't be needing your services after all" She tells the bloodied dead man in the car she just shot as she nonchalantly exits the vehicle and innocently blends with the rest of the crowd in a more public part of the street.

TBC