A/N This is my first Flashpoint fic and I'm only halfway through Season 4 because that's all they have on Netflix :/ so I don't know anything that's happened past that so I apologize if there's any misinformation.
This is AU but I'll be following along with the series as far as I can/feel like but with my own little twists. There are spoilers but I'll be putting the name of the episode I'm going along with as the chapter title so you know.
As far as I know this is the first JED fic but if it isn't can someone please let me know, I'd be interested in reading anything that's out there.
NO FLAMES constructive criticism only.
Jules Callaghan slowly pulled back the covers on her bed and tried to slip in with out the other occupant noticing.
"Jules?" Ed Lane asked looking at the younger SRU member.
"Yeah, Ed?" Jules asked mentally cursing her self for disturbing him as she crawled the rest of the way in the bed.
"How was your date?" He asked slightly slurring his words.
"Tell you about it in the morning."
"M'kay." He answered pulling the petite woman closer to him. Jules sighed and let her self be lulled to sleep by his heartbeat.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Ed leaned across Jules to turn the alarm clock to snooze with his free arm before settling back and looking at the woman still fast asleep. He could take a shower at work, there was no need to get up now. His left arm was wrapped around her as she used his chest as a pillow and he let out a snort when he noticed she had stolen yet another one of his shirts and he was almost positive she had swiped a pair of his boxers as well.
Beep. Beep. Beep
Ed turned the alarm clock off and turned to wake Jules.
"Jules, time to get up." Ed was rewarded with a groan and Jules burrowing even more into his chest.
"Come on, Jules, if you hurry we might be able to stop and get a double double."
"You are evil." Jules mock glared at him.
"I know but we gotta go." Jules sighed and again mock glared at him before she reluctantly got out of the bed and got her clothes to get in the shower. Ed chuckled to himself when he noticed that she had indeed swiped a pair of his boxers along with his shirt. Ed changed his pants but left his shirt off and threw his dirty pajamas into the hamper. He walked into the bathroom and began to spread shaving cream along his jaw.
"Has Holleran said anything about Rolie's promotion?" Jules asked above the shower noise. Ed paused the razor a moment as he spoke.
"Nah, he's being pretty tight lipped." Ed answered. Jules opened one of the frosted panes enough to stick her head out and looked at him in the mirror giving him the best don't-lie-to-me look.
"Are you worried?"
"A little but Rolie's good at what he does, he'll be fine." Jules 'hmm'ed and ducked back into the shower. By the time Jules was done in the shower Ed had finished shaving and brushing his teeth and was already on his way downstairs to take the trash out.
Ed returned to the kitchen to find Jules already started on the oatmeal at the stove so he put bread in the toaster and got the tub of yogurt out and dolled what each of them would want into separate bowls and placed them on the table. Just as he was finished with that the toast was done and he buttered it and placed two slices each onto two plates and set them down next to the yogurt. It was Jules' turn to dole out how much oatmeal each of them would want and those bowls were added to the table as well.
"Apple or banana?" Ed asked holding up one of each.
"Apple, please." Jules answered pouring orange juice for them as Ed placed an apple next to her place and a banana next to his while Jules set the orange juices down. They both sat down and Jules handed the comic and sports sections to Ed and she took the rest of the paper. The two enjoyed their breakfast and newspaper and when they were finished they again separated to do their morning chores. Ed had lost this weeks competition-the rock wall- so he had dishes while Jules tidied the bedroom, bathroom and took the dirty clothes to the laundry room.
"Trash and dishes?" Jules asked when they met at the front door.
"Check. Check. Bathroom and bedroom?" Ed answered and asked.
"Check. Check. Duffle bags?"
"Check. Keys?"
"Check. Doors?" Jules checked the kitchen door while Ed checked the front door and they again met by the front door.
"Check." Jules said.
"Check." Ed answered handing her, her bag and closing the door behind them double checking it was locked from the outside. They both threw their bags into the back of Jules' jeep and Ed opened and closed her door for her before going around to the passenger side and getting in.
"We're good to go." Ed said as soon as he was buckled. Their ride to the station was filled with some conversation but mostly horrible singing along with the radio and laughter and they had just enough time to grab a double double for Jules and a black for Ed.
"We had a tough call today." Jules said standing next to Ed in the restroom.
"You do realize this is the men's room, right? You're not supposed to be here." Ed answered.
"Alright, I get it you don't want to talk but just so you know you made a good shot today."
"I nearly killed an innocent boy." Ed contradicted.
"Yeah, but you didn't. Today is the 11th." Jules said seamlessly changing the subject.
"Yeah, it is." Ed answered softly, closing his eyes to try and ward off the memories the date brought.
"Would you like to live up to today's name now or do you want to wait." The unspoken do you need a minute? was there.
"Let's go now." Ed pushed off the sink and Jules followed him back to the table holding all their teammates.
"Hey, guys we're gonna head out." Jules said as both she and Ed grabbed their things.
"Have fun." Rolie said with a grin and Jules just rolled her eyes at him.
"So are you guys coming in covered in yellow or red on Monday?" Spike asked ducking the slap Ed aimed for back of his head.
"Maybe they'll just go 'streaking' through." Wordy teased putting extra emphasis on streaking.
"Jules streaking I can deal with but Ed...hey!" Lou had been able to duck Ed but that had sent him straight towards the smack Jules had for the back of his head.
"Just remember what Holleran said." Greg warned.
"'Don't get arrested.'" Ed and Jules said at the same time rolling their eyes.
"What am I, raising teenagers?" Greg teased.
"Yeah." "Yup" and "Pretty much." rang around the table from everyone except Sam who just grinned at the team he had just joined.
"Are you guys staying at Jules'?" Greg asked.
"Yeah, after what happened last time we thought that would be best." Ed answered.
"Alight, we've got tomorrow off but if you need anything just call." Greg said nodding towards his phone sitting on the table.
"Thanks, we will." Ed said moving to stand next to Jules.
"Bye guys." Jules said Ed and a chorus of 'bye's following after her.
"Are they a couple?" Sam asked nodding towards where Ed held the door open for Jules.
"Nah, it's the biannual Ed-and-Jules-Out-Drink-An-Army-Day" Spike said lifting his bottle of beer to his lips.
"What's that?" Sam asked looking around the table at everyone.
"Just what it sounds like; Ed and Jules find someplace to hole up and drink so much you wonder how they're not dead." Rolie answered.
"And this happens every year?" Sam asked shocked.
"Twice a year." Lou corrected.
"And they usually get into some kind of trouble." Greg's tone and looks around the table suggested that the rest of them shouldn't try it.
"Yeah, remember that time the both came to work completely blue?" Spike asked grinning from ear to ear. Laughs and nods from everyone but Sam confirmed that they did.
"Completely...Blue?" Sam asked.
"Completely. We never did find out how they did that." Wordy answered and shook his head smiling.
"I can't even count the number of bar fights they've gotten into and don't even mention all the times I've had to bail them out of jail." Greg pinched the ridge of his nose and sighed.
"Is that what they were talking about, 'last time'?" Sam asked.
"Normally when they get arrested it's just things like fighting or disturbing the peace or streaking..." Spike was interrupted by Sam,
"Streaking?!" Sam looked around and all the guys looked amused except for Greg who looked partly amused and partly disappointed.
"But last time they were accused of murder." Spike continued as if he had never been interrupted.
"They were eventually cleared, just a case of wrong-place-wrong-time." Wordy reassured Sam after seeing his stunned look.
"We are drunk." Ed said swinging his glass of whiskey through the air to demonstrate just how drunk they were as he sat on the floor and used the couch as a backrest.
"We are very drunk." Jules clarified from her position using Ed as a pillow. The two tried to look at each other seriously but soon failed and started laughing.
"Does it ever get any better?" Ed asked sobering the two momentarily.
"I think you already know the answer to that." Jules answered as Ed took another sip of his whiskey.
"Tequila shots!" Jules exclaimed getting up from the comfort of Ed's arms and stumbled into the kitchen to get what they would need.
Ed woke up to sun shining in his eyes, a pounding headache, and feeling like there was cotton stuffed in his mouth. He turned to find Jules sitting against the wall as far away as the room would allow, wearing his shirt from the night before, and a coffee mug in her hand. Ed followed her gaze to a used condom on the floor and realized he was naked. He collapsed again on the floor and covered his eyes. No matter how many times they got drunk together or slept in the same bed they'd never crossed that line...until last night.
"We screwed up."
"We screwed each other."