Haha. Okay. So, its another funny TWO-SHOT coming at ya! (: I'm going to make this a two day trip. Haha.

The title kinda says it all. Just another day off for the team! Thanks to Flashpoint Freaks Christine and Michelle for the inspiration!

Haha. Man, How am I supposed to go to the beach now with all these thoughts of Flashpoint flying around? Haha… I'll answer that…HAPPILY! :D

Okay, if you have a problem with me writing "funny" one shots…please don't flame me, come on…its summer break! Live a little! And remember flashpoint season 3 on CBS in 16 days!!!!!!

Oh yeah, Happy Canada Day Flashpoint Freaks, Creators, Cast and other Amazing people who help out with Flashpoint! Haha. I'm in America, but I'm going to light a sparkler for yall! (:

Enjoy! Again, I don't own ANYTHING! But I DO wish I owned Bojangles (: That place is the best place in the whole entire world, so if you have never been there—you better look it up and be so jealous, because whoever invented that place is my hero :D

"Are you serious?" Ed thought Greg was joking when he said the team was taking a trip to a lake house for their team vacation. "A few days—locked up—with this crowd?"

Everyone stared, "Yes Mr. Lane, we will use this time to cherish what a tight knit team we are. I will expect to see all of you at the team garage 8 am sharp tomorrow morning!"

Everyone groaned as they pulled away from their chairs and headed to the locker rooms to get ready to go home. It was 8 pm, and in exactly 12 hours they would have to ride for three hours compacted into one Suburban.

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"Good morning boys and girl!" Greg shouted as everyone filed in.

"Did you pack enough?" Sam chuckled as Jules walked up from her Jeep with a huge suitcase, and duffel bag in one hand, and her purse and coffee in the other.

"Even if I don't know where it is, at least I have it with me."

He nodded, tossing her bags in the back.

"Hello everyone!" Spike said, skipping up to the group, "I brought a CD for the ride!" He acted so excited but when everyone heard those words the groaned, sliding into the large SUV frustrated.

"Everyone set?" Greg asked as he climbed into the passenger seat and Ed climbed into the drivers seat.

"HOLD ON!" Spike shouted, jumping from the third row seat where he sat along with Sam and Jules. He dove on top of Lou and Wordy and climbed out the side. "I need to go to the bathroom!" Everyone groaned once more as they had to wait for him to run inside. When he returned, Ed asked the dreaded question again, "Are we ready to go?" Silence came from the back seats. "I'll take that as a yes." He replied to himself, backing out of the garage.

As they finally got headed down the road, Lou spoke up, "I'm hungry!" Greg replied, "Stop at Bojangles and get the guy a few Bo-Berry biscuits."

"But Sarge—We have one bathroom!" Jules yelled as she threw her head back against the seat.

"Um—No extra icing then!"

"Aw Man! No fair!" Spike yelled.

Ed pulled into the drive-thru, and reached his head out to the speaker.

"Hold on!" Spike yelled, climbing on top of Wordy and Lou to pull down the backseat window.

Ed turned to look at him, "What the hell?"

"Shh! Um—I'd like, um—ten Bo-Berry biscuits—and seven sweet teas!" Spike ordered. A voice then came on the speaker, "How old are you young man?" Everyone laughed as Spike had just gotten called a kid. Ed shook his head, "That's what we want." He pulled the car up to the window and jerked the bags away from the lady as she was embarrassed for calling a cop a kid.

A few minutes down the road, everyone had their food situated in their lap with their drink positioned in a cup holder.

"You got more icing then me!" Lou complained to Wordy. "Oh come on Buddy—It's just icing!" Lou shook his head in disbelief of what he just heard, "JUST ICING?!"

Everyone laughed as Lou began a protest saying that icing was the best thing in the world.

"It's music time!" Spike shouted, tossing a CD to the front. "Who uses CDs anymore?" Ed asked, sliding the CD into the player.

The first song that popped up was "The Gummy Bear Song."

"Oh my gosh, my daughters LOVE this song! Turn it off! It's way too addictive!" Wordy yelled, diving forward to change the song.

The next song to play was Axel F by Crazy Frog. As the beat continued, Spike jumped up and down in the seat.

"Shit!" Jules yelled as Spike made her Bo-Berry biscuit fall to the floor. "You have got to be kidding me!"

"Sorry!" He apologized in a sweet tone, then taking the spork from the spilled mess on the floor. He dug into the rest of the food off the carpet of the car.

"Eww!" Jules yelled as Sam ate straight from the floor with her spork.

He giggled, "Its good!"

Ed silenced the music, it was giving him a headache.

"Okay everyone—Unless you want to hear the Campfire song by Spongebob you better fall asleep. Everyone immediately grabbed their pillows from the back and leaned into their seats to get some rest.

"Um—Jules—." Sam whispered, patting his shoulder. She looked over to Spike who had his eyes closed tightly, and his arms wrapped around his stuffed Wall-E. She smiled, leaning over to Sam to place her head on his shoulder. He leaned against the window compartments, and closed his eyes.

"Well—would you look at that." Greg joked, looking in the rearview mirror. He and Ed were the only ones that decided to stay awake considering Ed was driving.

"There you have Wordy, the easy going father, he's a great guy and easy to deal with—then you have Lou, Spike's partner in crime, then you have Spike…the annoying four-year old, and then you have Sam and Jules—man are they gross—I caught them making out in her jeep, can you say tacky?" Ed defined the whole team.

"I know—I caught a glimpse of it too—but as long as it doesn't interfere with work—I could care less…It's nice seeing Jules happy for once." Greg smiled, looking at the two in the very back seat.

"Yeah—especially while she was off after getting shot." Ed grinned. "Let's let them enjoy this weekend." Greg nodded.

"Watch this—." Ed said suddenly.

"Oh no."

"Hey—Make out monkeys in the back seat! Give us a smile!" Ed yelled louder than life, waking everyone from their naps.

"What the hell, Ed?" Sam yelled, as Jules jerked away from his shoulder, brushing her hair from her face.

"Oh nothing—." Ed chuckled.

Within minutes Spike started to bounce up and down.

"What is it Spike?" Greg asked sarcastically.

"I—Need—to—pee!!!!!" He yelled, crossing his legs tightly.

"Okay! Okay! Pit-stop!" Ed called back, pulling over to a restaurant. "Let's go!" Everyone climbed out as Spike bolted for the door, ran inside, and ran to the bathroom.

After a few minutes all the guys walked back out to the truck and filed in. "Let's hit the road fellas!" Ed yelled, slamming on the gas and pulling away.

"Wait! What about—." Sam yelled, noticing the empty seat beside him.

"Oh shit!" Ed said to the group as he pulled off the exit and turned back around, "She's going to kill us!"

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"I fucking hate you guys!" Jules yelled as she climbed over the seat. "Sorry Jules." Ed sighed.

Sam wrapped his arm over her shoulder, "Aw did anyone hurt you?!" He pulled her into a hug. "No, Thank God! But some weird creepy guy walked by me and he slowed down and he was like "Where's the bathroom baby" So I stared at him and he ran."

"Good job!" Sam told her. He pulled her face to his to kiss her.

"EWWW! PDA ALERT!" Spike yelled. Everyone laughed as they continued down the road.

Suddenly a cell phone beeped, "Aw! Allie sent me a picture!"

"Your toddler kid?" Lou asked jokingly.

"These kids and their toys." Greg answered for him.

It was a picture of his daughters holding a sign that said, We love you Daddy!

"Woah, Wordy—Are you—Are you crying?" Spike chuckled.

"Psshh! I don't cry!" He laughed it off, wiping the tear from his eye.

Everyone laughed, "Are we there yet!?" Spike yelled out. The team knew that question would be coming soon. "3 miles Spike! Only 3!" Ed answered. Everyone began to collect their things from around their seats as they headed into the neighborhood of rental lake houses. The finally pulled up to a small cottage. The yard was covered in weeds and there was mold hanging from the staircase outside.

"You guys—expect me to—to live here?" Jules questioned as they climbed out of the car.

"Shit—It looked a lot better in the pictures." Greg sighed, "Well let's make the best of it! At least we got the SRU's boat and some cool innertubes!"

"Ugh, Fine." She complained as everyone unloaded luggage. Everyone carried their bags to the front door where they could see a clear view of the lake.

"Woah!" Spike yelled.

"Spike—Let's get settled in first!" Greg told him as he pulled out the keys.

The door unlocked with a few twists, and an SRU style kick from Ed.

"Oh—My—Gosh." Everyone said simultaneously. The house looked even worse on the inside. "There is no way I am sleeping here!" Jules yelled, dropping her luggage at her side. Sam sighed, "Come on guys—Afghanistan was way worse than this!" Everyone nodded as they listened to his smart words.

The house had two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a single bathroom. One bedroom had a king size bed, and the other had two single beds. The living room had two couches, and there was a blow-up mattress in the closet.

"Let's call rooms!" Lou jumped, running to grab one of the beds. Spike raced after him, jumping onto the second single bed.

"Well—I gues—um—we'll be making our way to the king suite!" Sam jerked Jules' arm quickly before he could get any comments back from any of the guys.

"That's gross." Ed said as he walked over to a couch. "I call this one." Wordy took one look at the condition of the other couch and went for the air mattress. "Great." Greg complained as he sat down on the couch and heard something crack.

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"Oh my gosh buddy! I brought SO many DVDs for us to watch!" Spike jumped up and down on his bed as Lou did the same while they held a conversation.

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"So—." Wordy tried to get a conversation started.

"So—." Ed added.

"What do you guys say we take everyone out on the boat?" Greg tried to get the trip started.

"Fine by me." Wordy jumped from the chair to the side beside his "bed". The guys went to get everyone to get ready.

First up: Spike and Lou's room.

"Hey—What the hell are you guys doing!?" Ed yelled as he saw the two staring at the tiny TV.

"We're watching Wall-E!" Spike yelled as he paused the movie.

"Do you guys want to go to the boat or what?" Greg asked. Both men jumped from the floor and ran to their bags to get their bathing suits. They ran to line up at the bathroom door.

Next: Sam and Jules' room.

Ed twisted the door handle slowly…It was locked. "Already?" Wordy joked. "Stand back." Ed told them, pushing everyone away from the door as he slung his foot into it.

"Oh my gosh." Greg sighed. "Put your damn shirts on!" He yelled as they all covered their eyes when Sam had climbed over Jules with no shirt on, and her in her bra. "ALREADY?!" Wordy yelled. Sam climbed off the bed as Jules reached for her shirt, "Ever heard of knocking?" She sniped. "Who goes for it with their boss in the next room?" Wordy chuckled. "Apparently they do!" Ed laughed. "What do you guys want?" Sam asked, throwing his shirt over his head. "You guys coming to the boat? If you are—meet us down there in ten minutes." Greg said, slamming the door back shut as he shook his head, "Kids these days."

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"I'm liking the SRU bathing suits boss! They're pretty awesome." Wordy commented.

"I liked them too, that's why I had to get them specially made for Team One—didn't want any other teams to look this great!" Greg replied as he leaned forward to pull the front of the boat near the dock.

"Hey Guys!" Sam said as he walked down to the pier.

Ed chuckled, "Where is she?"

"Doing her hair and make up apparently, and changing—she told me that she decided to change up her SRU swimsuit and that it reminded her too much of Donna."

"What's wrong with Donna?" Ed asked curiously, grabbing several fishing rods and tackle boxes.

"Ed! She's just so—so Donna!" Wordy replied in a serious tone. "Remember when she walked in on us! I'm sure my wife would have not been very happy with her!"

"I know right—wait—why is she doing her hair and make up before jumping in a lake?" Ed asked.

Sam shook his head low, "Oh come on Ed—You've never heard of waterproof mascara?"

"What?"

"Oh I don't know—I just found it at my house."

Ed chuckled, "So she either lives with you or you took up a sudden interest in make up."

"Oh—um—uh—." Sam couldn't think of an excuse for his huge mouth that seemed to blurt out everything without him thinking.

"Whatever—what is taking her so long?" Ed asked, jumping into the boat with Greg. Spike and Lou were tying the innertubes onto the back while Sam and Wordy began to hand out life vests.

"Hey Sam! I found one for you!" Ed chuckled, tossing him a huge, thick life vest. "It's not my fault I grew up in the desert!"

"Hello boys." Jules smiled as she came down from the house.

All the guys' jaws dropped. Sam's was floating in the water beneath the dock. "Uh—Woah." That was all he could say.

"Damn, learn to speak." She rolled her eyes as she tossed her towels and tanning oils into the boat. When she turned around the guys bursted out laughing. She had a black swimsuit in which the top said SRU on one side. Originally, the bottom was a plain black sport-style bikini bottom, but once she got hold of it she wrote Sniper Chick across the back—In rhinestones. "You like what I did to it, eh?" All the guys just tried to look away. "I like it." Sam walked over to her, raising her chin to kiss her passionately.

"Make out session is over—who's riding the innertube first?" Ed yelled as the two broke apart.

"Me and Lou!!!!" Spike yelled as they grabbed life vests and jumped onto the two-person tube.

Luckily, Wordy was skilled in driving boats. "I bought one before the girls were born—then I couldn't have fun with it anymore!"

Everyone laughed as they backed out away from the pier. Jules climbed onto the back as Greg crawled up to the front with Ed. "I better not get sea sick!" Greg yelled.

The boat was jet black with "SS SRU" Written across the side. S Wordy sent the boat out into the lake, Spike and Lou held on tight to the innertube. "Ready!" The called out. The boat sped up quickly, Wordy tried pushing forty mph. 'WWWOOOOOHOOOOO!" The guys yelled from way behind the boat as the bounced across the waves in excitement. Jules giggled as she watched the innertube fly up and down while she sat on the back of the boat.

"Hey Jules—." Sam came and sat down beside her as she pulled up her sunglasses, "What?"

"Need any sunscreen?"

"No."

"Tanning oil?"

"No."

"Aw Man—C'mon!" Sam sighed, leaning against the inside of the boat. She laid back, resting on her elbows as Sam sat near her feet, "You ready to try it?" Sam asked, biting his lip. "That thing? No way." She giggled.

They sat in silence for a moment, hearing Spike and Lou yelling in the background as Ed, Greg and Wordy talked about boats.

"Ack!" Spike yelled as he was thrown off the innertube. Lou jumped up on top of it and yelled, "WOOHOO! I WON!" Lou then reached out for Spike as he laughed while kicking back towards his friend.

"Who's next?" Wordy called out as he turned the boat around to pick up the guys.

Jules ignored him, closing her eyes as she sunbathed.

"Come on Jules—let's try it—I'll make a deal with you—The one who stays on the longest gets to make plans for tonight!"

She sat up quickly, ripping away her sunglasses. "Well—You're in store for a night of Julianna Callaghan being in charge considering I'm a lake style girl."

"Strangely I'm okay with that." He chuckled, "We're going to do it, Wordy."

"Oh man this should be hilarious." Ed laughed, leaning over the back of the boat to pull Spike and Wordy up as Sam and Jules climbed on. Sam jerked his hands around her waist as he kissed her deeply. "Eww! You two are just so gross—Jules—hold onto your top!" Ed yelled as Wordy began to pull the boat forward. She gasped as she grabbed onto the handles and crossed hands with Sam. He then climbed on top of her, securing her down to the tube with their crossed legs.

"Sam—What are you doing?" She giggled as they started hitting waves and he tightened his fingers through hers. "Just enjoying myself." He chuckled, kissing her neck. "Don't you think for a second that I am going to let you win—There is no way I am going through another 'Sam' night." She giggled. He slid beside her as the bounced across the waves.

"They're holding on guys! You gotta throw them off!" Spike chanted as he and Lou sat on the back of the boat. "Dude—Who knew bikini girl would hold on this long?" Ed yelled to the other guys over the sound of the boat motor and crashing waves. "Guys—I'm already over 40! Let's see what this sweet boat can take!" Wordy yelled as he pushed the gas lever forward.

"You okay!?" Sam yelled as he saw Jules focused, and pulling up on the innertube. "Duh!" She yelled back. He was laying next to her when he leaned over to kiss her gently. "Oh man—They're speeding up!" Sam acted worried as he looked over to Jules. She smirked, "Scared?" He rolled his eyes, "Yeah right—sniper chick." She smiled, "Hold on!" The boat sped up quickly, showing its true quality—and why the SRU owned it. The boat beat 50 mph and led into 60. The innertube was flying side-to-side and up and down.

"Jules—you win." Sam yelled as he started to slip. "No—Let's finish this!" That was whem she lifted up on the innertube, making it flip straight up in the air, carrying both of them with it.

"WOAH!!!!!" Spike and Lou shouted as Sam and Jules flew almost 20 feet up into the air. They landed with a loud splash and started kicking immediately to get the current to calm down as Wordy slowed down and turned around.

"Oh shit." Jules whispered. "You okay?" Sam called out as he swam over, slowly but surely. "Not quite." She giggled, swimming around underwater to find something. "What's wrong?" He asked as she only allowed her head to pop above the water. "Oh nothing." She giggled again, crossing her arms.

"Hey Jules! Looking for this?!" Greg yelled as he and Ed stood at the side of the boat while Ed shook her bathing suit top off the side of the boat.

"Oh my gosh!" She yelled as she treaded water—not even attempting to go anywhere near the boat with no top on.

Sam swam over and grabbed the top. "You lost it mid-flight Jules!" Ed yelled with laughter. All the guys continued to laugh as Jules made Sam close his eyes as she tied it back.

"You guys suck!" She yelled, climbing onto the boat.

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"Who's ready for dinner?!" Wordy yelled as he walked back inside from the back porch, with a large plate of hotdogs in his hands.

"Whoo! Hotdogs!" Spike and Lou yelled as they ran into the kitchen. The both doused them in ketchup, mustard, relish, practically anything they could get their hands on.

Greg headed to the bedrooms, "Sam? Jules? You guys coming to eat?" He easily opened the door after waiting for a reply. Sam sat in bed with Jules nestled close to him. Sam pressed his fingers to his lips, signaling for them to be quiet. Greg smiled brightly as he watched Sam stroke her hair as it fell over his arm that was wrapped around her. "Well, isn't that adorable." Ed smiled, walking up behind Greg. They closed the door back and returned to finish their dinner.

"Guess what Spike." Lou joked.

"What?!"

"Chicken Butt!" Both guys bursted out laughing at the joke while Ed, Wordy, and Greg all looked at each other confused as they tried to figure out how the joke was funny.

"Oh my gosh Lou—We are SO going to watch Bomb Brigade tonight!" Spike yelled as he threw away his hotdog.

"Oh my gosh are you serious!? WOOHOO!" Lou jumped up and down as he chased Spike back to their room where they pulled out the DVDs Spike brought.

"Wow—Those two—." Wordy started.

"Are almost as bad as the other two." Ed completed with a smirk on his face.

All three guys laughed, "How about some drinks gentlemen?" Greg chuckled, grabbing his soda while they grabbed beer. All three waljked down to the dock where they rested in the chairs, watching the gentle waves that softly rode through the lake from the boats bobbing up and down.

"So Boss—This is the first year you ever took up the SRU team vacation, why?" Wordy asked, leaning back into a cushioned lounge chair.

"I tell you what Mr. Wordsworth, I can tell you boys a lot about this team—but I'll find something new every day. This team as it is right now is perfect. I have my two men right here—I can say, This is Ed and Wordy—the fathers of the team. You both give this team a backbone to help us all stay strong even when we are at our weakest. Then you have Spike and Lou—Those two are best friends, there is no breaking that apart, they bring the fun to the team—those two make it easy to laugh off a tough day sometimes. Then, there is Sam and Jules—The two party animals, but you know what—This team would be nothing without Jules' spunky attitude and Sam's hot head. And yes—yes they may be dating but who cares? Who cares!? Rules, rules, rules! I'm not going to jerk something away from them that keeps them strong through their jobs. After a tough day—They have each other, just as you two have your families. Spike and Lou always fall together if they do, and things just work out in a team like this. Now—If they didn't have each other, they would be all alone like me. Neither of those two need to be alone like me—they don't deserve it."

Both men nodded at the Sergeant's strong words. Ed raised his beer, "To this team." Wordy and Greg laughed as they raised whatever drink they had in their hands, "To this team." They repeated.

As the three guys enjoyed the nighttime gentle breeze over the lake as they talked about hockey or guns, they looked over to the yard where Spike and Lou were joking around and playing with Spike's homemade bombs, as across the lake they could see Sam and Jules walking hand in hand, pausing in the moonlight to face each other and kiss.

"What's tomorrow going to bring, Sarge?" Wordy asked.

"You never know gentlemen—you never know."

Okay—So—The length got a little out of hand, yes it is over 4000 words. Whoops! Haha. I hope yall liked it! I'm going to post the second half as soon as possible! The more reviews I get, The quicker I'll update so REVIEW! :D