You know, I wondered "How does everyone know who it is?" when I was reading reviews… then quick thinking me realized that I put it in the summary.
Man, quick as a whip I tell ya.
Anyways, thanks for the reviews, this next chapter coming at you is still going to be a bit of "what's going on?" But in this chapter you'll learn more about the 'who' and in the next you'll learn 'how', etc.
Enjoy (:
Just sitting there, fumbling through your few things you could have in possession, pictures were what you felt actually kept you alive. Seeing your friends and family actually kept you in your right mind most the time.
A knock came from the door and an officer stood there waiting for your immediate response. "Sir, you have a visitor."
A smile crept across your face. Smiling wasn't a common thing these days, but the thought that someone had come to see you brought an instant amount of happiness to your day. You jumped up and stood facing the wall as the cop stepped forward to pat you down then begin to hook handcuffs around your wrists. "You haven't done anything to scare us the other way, so you can meet your guest in the visitor room." Everyone who worked there knew the situation. They knew you weren't a bad person, and they knew you weren't going to do anything to add even a minute to your time there. They knew that you didn't belong where you had been placed.
Leaving the room, you are led down the stairs with your wrists cuffed in front of your waist. Walking down the cold, creepy hallways both you and the officer entered a more inviting area with several visitor meeting rooms and face-to-face divided visitor areas.
"Right in here, sir." An officer pointed to the room, walking to open the door.
Deep breaths. You say to yourself as you step closer to the room. Before you can even notice who it is who took time out of their life to see you, a body runs into yours, tears dropping down onto your chest instantly.
"I'll take these off. You can take your time." The officer stated, unlocking the cuffs and leaving the room. Though, just as the door shut, the surveillance camera light turned on and all eyes were on you.
Looking down a bundle of brown hair was pressed against you, arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
"Jules..." You state softly, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. She never moved, only holding onto you tightly and barely even taking a breath. "I thought you...I thought all this was too much. You don't have to do this, Jules."
Her eyes catch yours and she shakes her head slowly, "I've missed you so much Sam."
Hearing her say your name takes your heart and crushes it into a million pieces. It had been a month since you were able to hear her voice. Not to mention, the last time you heard her voice was when she sat on the stand in court, defending your sorry ass. "I'm so sorry." You whisper into her hair as you pull her closely back to your chest. Your fingers find hers and you instantly begin to roll your hand against hers.
"Nothing is the same without you. My life isn't the same without you, Sam. Putting the uniform on every day makes me want to choke. I just...Why couldn't I have said something different? What could I have said to keep you out of this place?"
Pulling her face to look at you, you kiss her gently on the forehead and walk her over to the seats at the table in the room. "Jules, listen to me. There is nothing that any of us could have done. It was my fault, and I was guilty. It's a year, I can make it... Just think of how bad it could have been."
Nodding, her eyes met yours once again, "I tried every day, Sam. Every day I'd stop by here and ask if I could see you and I'd get the same answer every freaking day. 'No visitors for the first month', is what they'd always say. So today, it marked a month.. and I wanted to be here first thing. I wanted you... I wanted you to know that I still love you."
A relief falls off your shoulder, the monkey is off your back and you feel like you can finally breathe again. She loves me. Your eyes light up and your hands grab onto her's tightly. "I'll always love you, Jules. You have no idea how much it means to me that you came to see me."
Seeing him in an okay state was enough to soothe her nerves. Knowing that some convicted murderer hadn't taken a punch at him or that some asshole hadn't taken the sweet time to fight with him gave her the reassurance that even in his beaten down state, he could still hold his own. "Met any new friends?" She smiled, enjoying all the time she could to touch his hands and remember the way she felt when she was around him.
Your grin finally appears and reflects her smile back, "Oh yeah, you bet. The best part is that none of them know what I did... so they all think I'm in here for robbing the electronics store. It's crazy some of the things I've learned in this place."
Jules sighed and looked you in the eyes, knowing that behind that grin and happy eyes, was a great bit of fear for the unknown and sadness for what you've had to leave behind.
"How is everyone?" He asked, though, he didn't really care. Nothing mattered anymore...his life was pretty done after all of this.
She shrugged and leaned across the table to move your hair to one direction, "Everyone's fine. Izzy learned to walk just recently and Spike won't leave your sister alone. There's a new...another guy on the team now. Nick, he's about 30 and came here from Montreal. Just really weird not having you there."
"I most likely won't ever be there again, Jules. You need to remember that... but one plus comes out of it." Your smile gets bigger as you take her left hand in yours and you begin to section off her ring finger from the others, "We can be together...if you're willing to put up with this hell and torture of a year."
She stared at you as if her heart had fallen and she began to tear up, clenching onto your palm tightly.
"I mean, you can move on. I don't want you to wait for me, Jules. I want you to move on to someone who can take good care of you and you can start a family with and be happy with. I want that for you. But if you want to wait, I'll always be here for you."
She closed her eyes in an effort to stop the tears that had fallen down her cheeks. You reach over and wipe them away, never taking your other hand off hers. A deep breath later she smiles and looks at you, "I'd wait till the end of the earth if I knew you would be here for me. I can wait another 11 months, Sam, I've waited how many years now?"
Your tight clench on her hand never let up as you leaned across the table and kissed her gently on the lips, stroking your hand through her hair before pulling away. You look over your shoulder and see the officer pacing at the doorway, knowing your time with her was coming to a close soon.
"So will you wait for me?"
Her eyes lit up and she smiled, "Of course I will."
Your eyes drew up in tears for the moment and you immediately broke through them with a huge smile, "So how does it feel dating a jailbird?"
She climbed from her seat and walked over to you, pulling you from yours and bringing you into a tight hug, "Rebellious, Sam, So rebellious."
You kiss her gently on the forehead and begin to hear the clanking of handcuffs as the officer entered the room and pulled you away from her slowly, "Sorry I have to do this constables." He knew the story, he knew them both. There wasn't an officer in the whole building who didn't know who they were and why Sam was there, but special treatment could cost them their jobs, so they tried their best to keep it together.
Jules leaned in and kissed you lightly on the lips before you were walked up against the wall to be patted down and placed in cuffs. Just as the officer turned to lead you out of the room, he pauses and allows her to hug you once more before walking out.
11 more months...
So that answers the "who?" question that some of you had… next up you shall find out why (:
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