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So hi everyone I watched Clean Hands yesterday and I thought what was Jules like when she heard Sam almost died? And therefore this fic was born….
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Jules Reaction to Sam Braddock's near death…..
Jules's POV
He almost died. Sam almost died today. He came over to my house and I asked him what happened today and he told me. They were protecting a serial killer and Wordy was shot in the vest. How he had jumped on a grenade to protect Agent Semple. How he had been taken hostage by a victim's father looking for revenge. How Walter who was the victim's father and he had chatted a bit and that the man was ex-military. That the man had a frag grenade with the pin pulled. How the man had held the grenade over his heart for a bit. That the man had threatened that he would drop the grenade unless he got what he wanted in five minutes. That Walter nearly dropped the grenade. Finally he told me that Spike had asked Ed to use the slug and was able to freeze the frag grenade and Save Sam's life but Walter's as well. He told me that Agent Semple was killed by Donna as she was in league with that bastard who took Sam as a hostage and nearly killed him.
All of his words kept repeating in my mind after he finished. Over and over and over again and it terrified me. I was so scared by the end of his story that I demanded he stay the night over at my house. He ended up crashing in my bed exhausted.
I hated that Sam was in danger due to that bad cop agent semple because if she wasn't...well it would not have been pretty.
That's how I ended up here terrified over losing him while I ran my hands through his short blonde hair glad that he was alive.
I pictured numerous times what my life would've been like had he died and it wasn't pretty. I thanked Ed in my head again and again every single member of team 1 even Donna that Sam was alive and well. Just the possibility of losing him brought tears to my eyes. I couldn't imagine a life without Sam right now. He's my rock and my anchor. And knowing this makes me thankful that he's alive even more.
I hated staying here while Sam and the rest of Team 1 was out on the field and in danger. Now I'm starting to know what Sam felt like when I was shot. Except he wasn't covered in blood and I wasn't there for him. I hadn't known that he was so close to death and that made it almost worst. Not knowing that I could lose him. I trusted Team 1 but it felt better when I was in charge and there ready to protect Sam or anyone else if need be.
Sam was strong and I know he's angry that he allowed himself to be captured although he doesn't say anything about it. I know. I know very well.
So as I lay here stroking his hair thankful that I have a team who is strong, brave, has excellent shots and can protect Sam when I'm not here to save his impulsive heroic superman self. I am very thankful for my team, oh yes very thankful. Jules Callaghan is a very thankful woman.
AN
Sorry for the crappy ending I wasn't sure how to end this. Tell me what you think.