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Chapter 1 revised: Protecting Sadie
She sat on the couch, slightly anxious as she watched the hot call unfold before her. This one hadn't been contained quick enough and now the news was all over it.
She would recognize her team anywhere, and this was definitely their hot call. Sarge was working hard to talk down another hostile man with a female hostage. They'd just finished talking one down moments ago, there was something fishy about the situation considering another one had jumped up in his place.
She knew the team had noticed, they weren't stupid.
She couldn't help looking for Sam's head of golden blonde hair in the picture, and she spotted him in a nearly invisible sniper' perch up on a building in the left corner of the picture. She rubbed her 7 month pregnant belly,
"Your daddy's playing super hero."
She felt the tell-tale kick she almost always got when she talked to Sadie.
She focused again on Sam but couldn't see him well, for the camera wasn't focused on him but rather the intense situation in front of them.
as Toronto's top team in the city works furiously to diffuse the situation.
She'd missed what the female newscaster had said before that, so she tuned in now, hoping to get some more information.
Team One of the SRU has already talked down a hostile civilian today and are beginning to think that there may be under-lying intentions behind the situations occurring today.
How did she know that?
beginning to question whether or not they will need to 'neutralize' their s-
What in hell? Jules thought, where are they getting their information? It's almost as if they're trying to communicate something…and what she saw on the screen next froze her to the core,
LOOK ANNA LOOK! There's a sniper, up in the left hand building over there!
The camera moved, and this time, the lens focused in on Sam.
No. Jules thought miserably, knowing that the fact that they had just blown Sam's position could be fatal for him and the call. She absolutely hated not being down there to help her team. She was probably the only one that would notice the team's stop in motion as Spike got word in the truck about Sam's newly exposed location.
She watched Sam carefully, and jumped up despite her current pregnant status when she saw a man behind him. Sam was probably warned by Spike, because at the last second he began to turn just in time to be hit across his temple by a man with a pistol and mask. It was a had hit, and she didn't see him get up again. He moved to point the gun at Sam who she presumed was lying on the ground unconscious. But then he jerked backwards and fell to the ground.
Thank you Ed. She thought breathing easier, Sadie kicked her hard.
"Ow!" She gasped, and frowned down at her swollen belly, "Sorry, sorry. Daddy's okay, he's okay." She whispered.
She saw Spike materialize at the top of the building, and after checking it she saw him say something into his comm. link.
They would have to wait until the subject was secure for the EMTs to go help Sam.
She waited tensely, but the moment the other subject had been neutralized, the hostile one holding the hostage seemed to soften and not seem so sure. He'd really seen the team in action and now he was practically shaking like a leaf. Stuttering and all, and it didn't take him long to step down.
She was more than happy to see Sarge force the newscasters that had threatened the call to shut down their show, and the second she got an opening she called him.
"Jules." He laughed, "He's alright."
She let out a sigh of relief, "Good, what was that?"
Sarge's tone of voice darkened, "Their news' tech hacked our head-sets. And they nearly got Sam killed. They're all under arrest indefinitely. They risked the team."
Jules nodded, "I could kill them."
"You'll be the next one we talk down. He's at St. Mary's, we'll meet you there."
"Thanks Sarge, bye." She said,
"Bye Jules!" She heard an array of voices and couldn't help laughing as she realized the entire team had been listening in.
"Bye guys." She said and hung up.
She pulled on the jeans with an elastic band, and a black v-neck. She wasn't a fan of the pants, but they were comfortable. She did her best to tame her wavy brown hair and did her usual make up, then hurried out to her jeep and drove to the hospital to hear about Sam's condition.
The nurse at the front desk knew her well and told her Sam's room the second she approached the desk. She gave the woman a grateful smile and headed off.
She opened the door in time to see Sam standing unsteadily. He was wearing hospital scrubs, the doctors knew from previous experience that neither of them liked hospital gowns.
"Get your ass back in that bed." She said softly.
He turned and looked at her, and small sparkle that only she could bring lit his eyes,
"Jules…" He whined.
"Sam." She breathed, looking pointedly at the bed.
He groaned but did as she said,
"Yes ma'am!" He mock saluted her, she smiled, and approached him.