A/N: Yet another AU story that stands on its own! Disclaimer: I don't own Flashpoint or the characters, only plot and ocs. Thanks again for reading. Please review:)
January 2008
"Cadets! At attention!" Sgt. Williams, a fit veteran in his late 40s, entered the classroom full of high school students.
Immediately, everyone stood at attention and stared. Not at their teacher, but at the young man in military uniform behind him.
"OMG! He is so, so freaking hot!" Claire whispered to her best friend, Jules, who was standing beside her.
Jules rolled her eyes, but she couldn't deny her friend was right. The guy had blond hair and blue eyes, not to mention he was obviously fit and had insanely good looks.
"This is Lieutenant Sam Braddock and he will be assisting me in teaching you the ways of the military." Sgt. Williams glanced over at Sam, who nodded. "Everyone at ease. Lieutenant Braddock will do a Q&A so you all can get to know him. I'll be in my office."
Sgt. Williams entered his office stationed at the back of the classroom, closing the door behind him.
"You all can take a seat." Sam waited as they sat. "And since I've already been introduced, we can jump into questions."
John raised his hand, "How long did you serve and where?"
"3 years in the middle east. In places like Afghanistan and Iraq."
A girl then asked, "How old are you, then?"
"I'm actually 21. I enlisted when I was 18."
Almost all the girls in the classroom sighed dreamily and murmured among themselves.
Another girl raised her hand, "Are you married?"
The class laughed, even Sam chuckled.
"No I'm not."
This went on for another hour, students asking questions and Sam answering most of them. They also discussed various topics related to serving in the military.
"Alright last question." Sam sighed, exhausted, but immediately perked up when a cute brunette raised her hand from the back of the classroom. "Yes?"
"Why are you doing this? Aren't you on tour?" Jules was honestly curious. She had never heard of a man on tour volunteer to teach high schoolers on said time off. Especially for five months.
At this Sam shifted uncomfortably. "My father is General Braddock and when he orders, I don't question."
Collective gasps of disbelief were heard around the room. "THE General Braddock? As in Canadian General Braddock?"
Sam nodded. But was saved from further questioning by Sgt. Williams, who at that moment stepped out of his office.
"Alright that was the last question. The bell will ring in about 5 minutes, so pack your belongings and clean up your area. Wednesday we will continue our unit on enlisting in the military and the necessary requirements. Don't forget your previous notes and to wear your uniform."
The classroom became a frenzy of activity as everyone packed up and talked among themselves. The bell rung and the students filed out.
"I think this is officially my favorite class, forget French," Claire smiled glancing back at Sam. "Jules, I think I'm in love."
Jules laughed, "That's what you said about Chris, and John before that. Your crazy."
"I know. Crazy in love." Claire smirked. "Anyways, are you blind? He's sexy as hell."
Jules rolled her eyes. "I'm not a fan girl."
Claire sighed, amused. "You are impossible."
"Hurry up, if I don't get to Physics in time, Mrs. Crowell will sign me up again."
Both girls quickened their pace and separated at an intersection.
**********
Sam parked his car at the school Wednesday morning, as he had for the past two weeks, ready for another day. As much as he hated the idea at the beginning, he quickly grew accustomed to it. It wasn't that bad after all.
Making his way towards the school's back entrance, his eye caught sight of a small commotion.
"You can't just do that! Hell, Jules! You're going to regret this, you selfish b-" The tall, dark-haired boy made a grab at the girl's arm as she turned to walk away.
But the girl grabbed his arm instead and twisted, pushing him against the wall. "Don't ever threaten me. I said it's over and it's over."
She let go and the boy looked furious, so Sam decided to intervene. "Hey! I think its time you leave." Sam's voice was cold and left no room for argument.
The boy glared and muttered something in Spanish, but left anyways.
"You didn't have to do that."
Sam raised an eyebrow at the brunette, who he remembered is in JROTC. He remembered thinking she was cute. But looking at her closer, he realizes that was an understatement. The girl is gorgeous. The lack of makeup, the simple ponytail and the cadet uniform do nothing to deny her beauty.
"I wanted to."
Her eyes narrow. "I had it under control."
He smiles. She's an independent one. "I know. How did you learn those moves though?" He's curious. The boy was taller and obviously fit, while she's short and thin.
The girl shrugged. "I have four brothers."
Taking the cue to change the topic, Sam asked, "If he bothers you again, just come to me okay?" An odd feeling of protectiveness and concern flooded him for the petite brunette.
She huffed indignantly. "He wont hurt me. And I don't need anyone's help. But thanks anyways. I'm Jules by the way."
He grinned. "Sam."
She smiled, "I know lieutenant."
"I knew you too. You're in Sgt. William's 3rd period on A days. Right?" He smirked.
She laughed, a beautiful sound that he wished he could hear as often as possible. "Are you stalking me, soldier?"
He laughed with her. This girl was something else. "I should ask you the same question."
Jules opened her mouth, most likely for a snarky comeback, but was interrupted by the bell. "Oh oh, I have to go. I'm late." She turned to leave, but stopped, placing a hand on his forearm. "Thanks anyways, Soldier."
With that she ran off, leaving him wondering if he was the only one that felt the jolt of electricity where she touched him.
**********
"Ms. Callaghan, care to explain why you're late again?" Ms June, the English teacher, sighed as Jules tried to inconspicuously enter the room.
"Um, it's not a good reason."
Ms June glared while the class snickered.
Jules sat down beside Claire, who wasted no time in questioning. "Making out with Marcos?" She whispered.
"Actually, I broke up with him." Jules whispered back.
"What! Why? He was sooo cute and the captain of the soccer team. He loved you!"
"Shhh, not too loud. It's cuz he was clingy and possessive. Plus he was a jerk that thought he deserved it all. Reminds me of the stupid football jock I dated."
Claire rolled her eyes. "Okay fine. But then why do you look so happy?"
Jules shifted uncomfortably, the butterflies coming back with a vengeance at the thought of Sam. "Well, cuz I broke up with Marcos. I'm happy that's over with."
Claire raised a skeptical eyebrow, it was obvious she didn't believe her lie but Jules was thankful she let it go.
Ms June started passing out assignments, so their whispered conversation was over.
**********
In the hallway, on the walk towards 3rd period, Jules could feel the stares and hear the whispers. No doubt the news of her breakup had gotten out.
Ignoring them, Jules quickened her pace, entering the classroom she bumped into Sam.
He placed a hand on her shoulder to steady her. "You okay?"
She looked up and met his beautiful blue eyes. Not trusting herself to speak due to his close proximity, she just nodded.
She noticed she wasn't the only one affected by the proximity, though, Sam flushed slightly and took a step back, releasing her.
She made a beeline for her desk and sat down. Claire came in and sat down minutes later. "Hey, Jules!"
"Hey." Feeling a gaze on her she looked up, flushing slightly when she was met with Sam's intense gaze.
"Woah, the Sexy Soldier has the hots for you!" Claire whispered dramatically.
"What? No!" Jules glared, suppressing a blush.
"And OMG so do you!" Claire was obviously enjoying this. "Is this why you dumped Marcos?"
"First of all, I don't like Sam. Secondly -"
"Oh, Sam. First name basis, huh?" Claire interrupted, mirth in her eyes.
Jules was about to bite back but was stopped by the Sgt.'s voice. Class had begun.
**********
Weeks went by and before he knew it, it was February. He had been assisting Sgt. Williams for a month now.
He had one problem. Jules. The beautiful brunette had invaded his thoughts and he couldn't help looking forward to see her in class every other day or in the hallway. He sometimes stole minutes to chat with her and their playful banter was unrivaled. He also felt their strong chemistry - her arm or fingers brushing against his, or a playful elbow at his rib. He really liked her.
And she felt the same way. He felt it and saw it in her eyes. And that was a problem because she was underage.
He shouldn't be thinking this way. Shouldn't think about her the way he does.
Shaking his head, he walked towards his car.
"Hey! Soldier!"
Only one person called him that, and sure enough, when he turned he saw Jules jogging his way.
"Hey why are you still here? It's Friday."
She stopped in front of him, dressed in shorts and a tank. He tried his best not to stare.
"I have gymnastics practice and a soccer game later tonight. What's your excuse, stalker?"
She was definitely flirting. He swallowed.
"Grading papers. You got an A by the way." He smirked, voice lowering. "I'm not stalking, you are."
Oh yeah, he was flirting too. She blushed.
"You wish. I just wanted to make sure your not drowning in all those Valentine's offers."
He grinned. "Jealous?"
Jules huffed indignantly. "No. I'm just saying."
He laughed. "Cute. Anyways I better get going and you should go to practice."
She pouted and Sam fought the urge to kiss those lips. "Fine but are you coming to the game tonight? It's at seven."
He sighed. "I don't think I should."
"Why not? It's called school pride you know."
He laughed and, against his better judgement, agreed. "Okay. I'll be there."
"Okay! Bye!" With that she ran off. This girl was gonna be the death of him.
**********
The soccer game was amazing. It really kept the crowd on edge, but at the end the Panthers won. Jules was a natural - he may or may not have watched her the whole game. Getting up from the stands he made his way down with the crowd to congratulate their home team.
"Hey! Lieutenant Braddock?"
He turned to see Ella June, the English Lit teacher. According to the staff, she had recently graduated college and gotten her degree in teaching. And it was no secret either that she had a crush on him.
"Ma'm?"
She approached him, smiling widely. "I didn't know you would be here. What a wonderful surprise. And please call me Ella."
"Okay Ella. Nice to meet you. But I should be heading home. It's late."
He turned but was stopped by a hand on his forearm. "Do you want to get a drink maybe?"
Something over her shoulder caught his eye and he saw Jules staring at them, her expression blank. When she caught his eye, she walked off.
He realized Ella had stepped closer, so he took several steps back. "No thank you. I should really get going."
He walked towards the direction Jules went without waiting for reply. He was more concerned for a certain brunette at the moment.
When he found her, she was behind the bleachers.
"Hey, shouldn't you be celebrating your victory?"
Jules turned to him, surprised. "What are you doing here?" Bitterly, she added. "Shouldn't you be with Ms June?"
"And why would I be with her?" He took a seat beside her.
"Because she obviously likes you and she's pretty and around your age." She stared at the ground, obviously expecting him to leave.
"Well I don't like her."
Jules eyes him incredulously, "You don't?"
"Nope, I like someone else." He really shouldn't, but her hopeful eyes and close proximity caused all common sense to fly out the window.
"You do? Who?"
"A beautiful brunette who makes me laugh and smile. She's also great in soccer and stalking." He smirked at the last part.
Realization hit her and when it did the biggest smile broke out on her face, her eyes twinkling and before he knew it, her soft lips were on his. After the initial shock, he kissed back with equal fervor. Deciding she wasn't close enough, he grabbed her hips and placed her on his lap. She smiled against his lips as she straddled him.
The need for air broke them apart.
"I really like you too."
He smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "You do, huh?"
"A lot." She leaned in to kiss him more. He obliged happily.
A ringing phone caused her to pull back. "Sorry, it's probably Claire looking for me."
"Then I guess you should go." He couldn't keep the disappointment out of his voice.
"Yeah, but I, uh, um."
He laughed. "What? Tongue tied?"
She blushed. "Is this a one time thing? I don't want it to be but I don't know how this is going to work." She bit her lip and he pulled it out from between her teeth with his finger.
"This is not a one time thing. I want to give us a shot. We'll work it out."
She smiled widely. "Okay!" She kissed him quickly. "I have to go but I'll see you tomorrow."
She got up and waved before leaving, taking his heart with her.
This was be the beginning of their story.
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7 years later...
Jules anxiously waited at the docking port for the jet that would finally bring her husband home.
"Mommy, where's daddy?" Jake, her six year old son, asked. He had his father's blue eyes and blond hair.
"He's coming sweetie. In a jet."
"The jet." Sadie, her four year old babygirl, squealed. "Daddy coming!" She had her wavy brown hair and his blue eyes.
Both their children were beautiful.
"That's right Sadie, the jet has arrived!" Jules stared at the door as it opened, waiting for him to exit.
One by one, men in uniform exited the jet. Then she saw him and their eyes locked. Her heart leapt in her chest.
Grasping both her children's hands, she made her way to him as he walked to her.
And then his strong arms were around her. He pulled back and gave her a short sweet kiss before hugging Jake and Sadie.
"I missed you Sam."
"I missed you too sweetheart."
"Let's go home."
**********
After tucking in Jake and Sadie, the couple made their way downstairs, hand in hand. They snuggled together in the couch as the movie continued playing in the background.
"Jules, there's something you need to know."
She frowned and looked up at him, trying to read his expression. But his face was expertly blanked.
He sighed. "I'm on assignment here in Toronto and my undercover name is David Hilton and, well, I'm Team One's new rookie."
"Oh." Jules sighed. "I knew it was too good to be true."
He raised her chin with his thumb so he could look into her eyes. He saw sadness and worry but also love. Always love. "I'm sorry baby."
Jules put a hand on his cheek. "It's not your fault Sam. I don't care the circumstances but at least you're home. With me and Jake and Sadie. We love you." She kissed him deeply. "I love you so much, Soldier."
"I love you, too, Jules."