This is my first FanFiction so don't bash me but I am up to take constructive criticism. One-Shot

Disclaimer: I do not own Flashpoint or any of its characters if I did Flashpoint would have more than 5 seasons.

This takes place after Episode 10 in Season 1 the night where Sam and Jules kissed this what I think happened the kiss.

Jules storms out of the hotel pissed at herself and talking to herself: How could I be so stupid? How could be so stupid? How could I be so stupid? She hears foot-steps behind her she automatically knows who it is and it is the last person she wants to see Sam.

"Hey Jules wait up, where are you going?"

"Sam, I just want to be alone and I don't live far from here so I am just going to walk home."

"No, Jules I got the truck I will take you home."

"Sam, no I want to be alone I don't need you feeling sorry me."

"Jules you think I feel sorry for you that is the stupidest thing I have ever heard."

"So come on I'm taking you home."

"No."

He grabs and kisses her. She pushes back.

"We shouldn't have done that, someone could have seen us." Jules says to Sam.

"Jules we can't pretend like that didn't happen."

"I know Sam. That's why I'm going to walk home, and you are going to take the truck back to HQ and then if you want some more of that you can come by my place."

"Ok I'll text you when I leave HQ."

Jules continued to walk towards her house, while Sam is behind her grinning from ear to ear he has dreamed about doing that since he has joined the team.

After he shower and changes, he pulls out his phone to text Jules.

Leaving HQ do you need anything? ~Sam

Back at Jules house she showers quickly and changes into something a little sexier her skinny jeans and low cut black sparkly tank top. She begins to prepare some pasta for them when cell phone vibrates she sees his text and smiles. Quickly replies.

Just you. ~ Jules

About fifteen minutes later her doorbell rings. She pulls him inside quickly before anyone can notice because she knows this is against the rules and they could be fired. She shuts and locks the door.

He pushes her up against the door and his lips find hers they stay like this for a good five minutes before air is needed.

"I made dinner."

"Really I say we eat then see what else tonight has to bring."

They eat dinner in comfortable conversation about her remodeling, his selling his car and buying a bike. She quickly clears there plates and places them in the sink. He quickly and quietly gets up to put his arms around her waist and waits to see what her reaction was. She smiles and turns around and this time her lips finds his and they start making out again he quickly picks her and places her on the counter she finds the hem of his blue t-shirt and yanks it over his head. They continue to explore each other's curve until she breaks away and hopes off the counter and pulls him upstairs. Where they continue to make out when he finds the hem of her shirt and quickly pulls it off. He backs her up till he feels the bed he pulls her pants off while she fumbles the button on his jeans. Once they are both naked they spend their first night together making love over and over again until they peacefully fell asleep in each other's arms.