This was based off of the thoughts that run through my head at 3:00am. I decided to write them down for your enjoyment and reading pleasure. You're welcome. (:

Italicized words are their thoughts!

I tried my hardest to stay in character with each person, but some were easier to write for than others.

Jules

Jules walked into the Barn heavyhearted, the same way she had done every day since Sam left.

No, Sam didn't leave, not willingly at least. It's the General's fault. He forced Sam to go back to Kandahar.

Jules shot Winnie a fake smile then headed straight for her locker room. She didn't stop to look at the gym, where Sam should be lifting weights or beating the punching bag to a pulp. She didn't even glance at the guys locker room where Sam should be changing into his standard issue SRU "cool pants" and helping the guys tease Spike about his mom doing his laundry. She wanted to avoid anything that would remind her that Sam was not there. Once Jules got into her locker room and opened her locker, her hopes of avoiding anything Sam-related were shattered when she saw the pictures hanging inside One in particular stood out; it was a group photo from their most recent barbque at Wordy's. It was just last month and they were celebrating Sam's birthday. Everyone looked happy and healthy, but most importantly, everyone was there. Jules pulled the picture down and held it in her hand, her thumb stroking Sam's smiling face.

It's been 5 days, 7 hours and 13 minutes since you left. We miss you Sam. I miss you. The team hasn't been the same since you left, and we won't be the same until we have you safely back here with us. God. Why did the General have to send you back?! You haven't been on active duty in years and now all of a sudden he can just call you back and send you back to the hell? No, just no.

Jules put the picture back up in her locker, changed into her workout clothes and joined the guys in the gym. There were greetings, small talk and banter, and those who didn't know Team One would think it was normal, but Jules knew her team. The subdued looks in their eyes told her that they missed Sam too and the sporadic looks towards the entrance told her that they were all waiting and hoping for Sam to walk through the doors and come back to them.

Oh Sam, please hurry back.