A/N: Hey guys, guess I'm starting a new story, not too sure if I'll keep going with "House full of Callaghans" or not, I can't think of any ideas for it. Maybe if I get a few more reviews for it, I'll keep going, but for now, enjoy this one!
Team one sat around the briefing table of the SRU. It had been a long week, with no calls and the team was feeling a bit more than board. Greg was explaining their search warrant they would be doing in six days, but no one (other than Ed) was really listening. Lewis was busy thinking about Team three's reaction when they realized that he and Spike had filled their lockers with stink bombs. Spike's thoughts were on his metal girl friend, Babycakes, and what they would be doing tonight. Sam was wondering why Spike was staring off into space, practically drooling and then he realized that Spike was probably thinking about Babycakes. That made Sam think it was time to get himself a girlfriend…. Jules was pretty much falling asleep with her eyes open. She had a late night. It was her and her boyfriend, Steve's one year anniversary and they went out to celebrate. Wordy couldn't stop thinking about his youngest daughter Allie, she had been up all night with the flu, and wouldn't stop crying.
No one seemed to notice that they had been dismissed for work out until they saw Greg and Ed stand up to leave.
"Please tell me you all heard what I just said." Greg complained. He was really not in the mood to explain it all again.
All of the team members, not wanting to get in trouble, shook their heads yes to avoid the lecture that was surely going to come. But Ed and Greg knew better.
"Jules, who is the search warrant for?" Ed asked.
Jules sighed inwardly; of course he had to pick me, I didn't hear a damn word he said. "umm, Porter Holtz?" Jules just happen to remember hearing the name at the beginning of their conversation. She knew she was taking a long shot with that name, but it was better than saying nothing.
"You got lucky this time kid. Now go change for workout, all of you." He said as he saw Spike trying to sneak over to the room where Babycakes was stored.
Moaning, Team One headed to their dressing rooms.
"Eddie can we work on hand to hand combat?" Wordy asked. It was not the most exciting thing in the world to the rest of the team (especially Spike and Jules) but for some strange reason, it was Wordy's all time favourite thing to do, other than keeping the peace of Corse.
"Not to day Mr. Wordsworth. A few of our members have been having an increasing weight when we do our weekly weight check. You all know who you are…" Ed trailed off, looking at Sam and Spike.
"Hey! What about Jules?" Spike yelled, causing all the men in the dressing room to look at him.
"First of all, she weighs all of what? 125 pounds? That's almost 100 less than you do. And second of all, I wouldn't say that around her." Wordy warned Spike.
"She'll Scorpio your sorry butt." Sam added.
"Hurry up team one! Jules beat you all. She's already out here. Move your butts." Greg called into the dressing room.
"Ooohhhhh. Beat by a girl."
"A small one too." The men of the other teams joked.
"Yeah, well that small girl," Wordy empathized his words. "Is one bad-ass cop who can take down a man twice her size." Wordy defended the constable who is like a little sister to him.
"TEAM ONE! Move it!" Greg yelled in again.
Laughing, the men of team one exited the room and entered the gym. Ed walked over to the stereo and turned on the rock n' roll station.
"Really Ed? Why can't we ever listen to the country station?" Wordy complained.
"Yeah, what wrong with country?" Jules piped in.
The team looked at her in shock. "Jules, you like country?" Ed asked.
"My dad and brothers listened to it all the time when I lived at home. They still do."
"Look at that," Greg said jokingly "Discovering things we never knew. Okay people, can we please get to work now?"
The team sighed and started working.
"Hey Jules! Late night?" Spike shouted to Jules, even though he was standing right beside her. Jules gave him a funny look and realized that Spike had his ear phones in, and couldn't hear himself over the music. Reaching up, Jules took them out of his ears.
"Stop screaming." Jules said.
"Oh, sorry." Spike have a little laugh. "So, how many hours of sleep did you get last night?"
Jules sighed. "That noticeable huh?" Jules asked as she struggled to keep her eyes open.
"Yeah, you look like Godzilla."
Jules was about to give him a snarky comment back, but was interrupted with the sound of the alarm going off.
"TEAM ONE! HOT CALL! GEAR UP!''