A/N: You guys are zo amazing! Thanks for the reviews and following/favouring this story! I'm really sorry that I made some of you cry though. I know the first two chapters were very sad, but that's going to change now. I won't hold you up any longer and enjoy this chapter!
"Julianna Callaghan, I vow to be true, always, to give you all myself, no secrets and till death parts us, and even after, cause I've been yours since the first day I saw you and made a fool of myself, cause I knew, right away I knew that it was you or no one, although you didn't know it yet and I had to be patient, I was right, I'm just saying."
"Samuel Braddock, I vow to always be yours… I try to think of words but there are so many, there are so many words, so I vow, to you this, *kiss and clapping*."
Sam was sitting next to Leah in the car. They were working and Leah was driving, but there was only one thought on his mind, his wife. She looked so beautiful in her white dress and her vow was perfect. He couldn't wait to get off from work and celebrate with everyone that he married his beautiful sexy sniper chick. But he even more looked forward to the moment they were finally going to be alone. The moment he could rip the dress off of her body and make love for the first time as husband and wife. Making love was probably not the right term for what they were going to do tonight, between him and Jules it was always a bit more intense than simple love making, maybe because they were always fighting to be the dominant one and to be the one on top. He realised that the grin on his face gave him away.
"They really shouldn't have made you guys to work on you wedding day, you are no good to us." Leah said while laughing. They had just defused a bomb and were now looking for the subject. She was right, he really had to focus on this case, and lives could be at stake.
"Sorry, haven't found the switch yet. Maybe getting married and working a shift on one day is a bit to much." He said apologizing.
"Don't apologize. Today is your day. Plus you are buying me beer tonight so I can't be angry with you." Leah said while still laughing.
"Let's just hope that we will find the subject and that this case will soon be over." She added in a much more serious tone. Maybe it was because he was sitting on a cloud and to happy to see how serious things really were, but Leah looked really concerned about this case. He was going to focus more. If it wasn't for his own safety then it was for his team and his wife's safety.
But the subject wasn't home and neither was he at his office. However, Leah did found more locations of possible bombs, so he jumped back in the car with her while she dropped him off at the nearest location, which was also the first one on the subjects list. Uni's were already evacuating the building, but it was a large one and Sam realised it would take them a while to clear it. He ran up to the officer in command.
"Has anyone seen something suspicious?" Sam asked the man.
"No not yet, but the three top floors are closed for everyone, so I doubt the bomb is there and the same with the basement. Officer Wellens will walk with you, he knows the building well." The leading officer told Sam and pointed him at a colleague who ran over to them. Along with officer Wellens he ran into the building and run up the stairs. Their plan was to start at the top and walk downstairs while looking for the bomb. But before Sam and Wellens were at the third floor Wellens received information about a suspicious package at the fourth floor. They ran up another stair and found a box that matched the one from the Emergency Centre.
"Okay, I need everyone to clear this room. Focus on evacuation the building." Sam told the other officers.
"Team one status." Ed's voice came over the radio.
"Alpha team at the office building down town, bomb has been located." Sam gave his status.
"Charlie team at the post office. Bomb has been located, on my way there now." Leah confirmed her status.
"Delta team at the library, bomb is possibly at the roof." Spike informed his team.
"Team?" Greg's voice came through. "I know this is hard, we have been split up and we don't know what we are walking into, but today is like any day. We've walked through doors together, we are in each other's ears and we have got each other covered. And even though I'm not there with you, my hand is on your backs. Don't forget that." Greg told his team while everyone approached the bomb in his or her building.
"Okay timers." Spike said over the radio. "Mine's is a little over 35 minutes, Ed what do you got?" He asked.
"I've got 14 minutes." Ed replied.
"23 minutes." Leah informed them.
"Guys it looks like I got the short straw. 5 minutes and 30 seconds." Sam sighed, this was not how he pictured his wedding day. He was glad that Jules wasn't on the channel listening.
"5 minutes, what the hell am I doing here?" Spike spoke softly to himself.
"Okay Spike, just focus on Sam. Okay Spike, we are going to follow along, just focus on Sam." Ed told him.
"Yeah." Was the only and doubtful reply from Spike.
"Spike, what happened to Lew was a sacrifice he chose. That's the reason why you are still with us. That's not going to happen today, you know that, right?" Greg said trying to calm his bomb expert down. Sam knew this was bringing bad memories for everyone, but especially for Spike. But the boss was right, that's not going to happen today.
"Yeah I know that boss. Okay." Spike sounded a lot more secure.
"Okay Spike, what do we do?" Ed asked him.
"Okay, Sam, guys, take your meters and I want you to check the resistance, okay? And then I need you to take your tag knifes." Spike instructed them.
But Sam was hardly listening at this time. He had been focused only on the bomb and hadn't realised another presence in the room. Not until the cold ending of a gun touched the skin of his neck and a hand went over his mouth. He would have tried to make contact with his team if it wasn't for the sentence whispered in his left ear, words that almost paralyzed him.
" If you make one wrong sound or movement, your wife of six hours will die."
Sam was staring at the timer and seconds were passing while he kept motionless and silent. He was waiting for the man to speak, but he wasn't. He heard other movements behind him and he realised that he wasn't alone. Something was being dragged over to him but he couldn't see what it was. Then his hands were bound behind his back and the man showed him a picture on his phone. It was a picture of Jules leaving a house and Sam knew it was taken today. It must have been the subject's house.
"So I reckon that you will do as I say, or else…" The voice of the man behind him warned him.
Sam nodded and the hand on his mouth disappeared. Slowly he looked around him and he noticed three armed men and one dead body on the ground. One man came over and removed his vest and threw it on top of the dead body, as if he needed protection.
On the radio he heard Spike asking him for his status and Sam looked expectantly at the man who showed him the picture of Jules. He nodded towards Sam but also held his phone up to warn him to not give them away. Sam had no clue what they wanted from him or this situation but followed along, not wanting to risk Jules life or their baby's life.
"I'm working on it, Spike." Sam said through the radio. It was clear to him that he wasn't going to defuse the bomb with these men here. But they also didn't seem in a hurry to leave. A train of thoughts went through him. Was he going to die here? Were they? How about the people still in the building? Jules, was he never going to see Jules. Was he going to abandon her and their baby? Spike was still talking to him and he noticed that he was concerned. Time was running out.
"Sam, how far are you? Is the bomb ready to be defused? Otherwise you need to leave." Spike asked him. But Sam didn't know what to answer them, so he kept silence.
"Sam, answer him!" Ed's voice pierced through the radio.
"I'm working on it." He replied, more quietly this time. The man who took his vest came over and started to unbutton his shirt and took it off as well. Next where his boots, leaving him only in his t shirt with the word Police on the back and his pants.
"Sam, then you need to leave, time is running out." Spike said.
"I've got time." Sam answered back. He was following the man who took his clothing. He put the shirt on the dead man, followed by his vest and boots. And just when Sam was thinking to himself that he didn't got time, that his time was up, he realised what was happening. He just didn't know why.
Everything around him distracted him from the conversation on the radio. He knew his teammates were worried, but he wasn't hearing the exact words. Not until her words came through.
"Sam, what's going on?" He heard Jules ask. She was clearly worried and it hurt him that he couldn't give her reassurance.
"I've got time." He simply replied, while watching the three men preparing to leave.
"Sam, no you do not." Spike told him again.
"Sam, do you need to get out of there?" Jules asked him.
"It's working, I've got this." He replied to everyone on the radio, still all focussed on the three men.
"Sam!" Jules yelled a bit louder to him now.
"It's working, temperature is going down. It's minus 35 degrees." He replied, hopefully the lie would back them off. He would leave right now if he could, he just couldn't.
"SAM, you drop your tools right now and you get yourself out of there, RIGHT NOW!" Spike screamed through the radio. His voice sounded so scared.
"Come on." Sam whispered softly, if they would just accept it. The pain in their voices was killing him
"Sam, listen to him." Jules begged her husband. He almost always gave in when Jules begged him to do something, almost. But when her life was at risk he would do everything to safe her, everything.
"Minus 38 degrees." Sam informed them on the process. Another lie.
"Sam, you listen to him." Jules begged him again, her voice full of tears and angst.
"It's almost there." Sam told everyone. This was the truth. The bomb was almost ready to blow, the three men were almost ready to leave and Sam was almost ready to say silently goodbye to Jules. Almost.
"Sam, we will not loose each other today." The pain in Jules voice was really noticeable right now and the lump in Sam's throat made it impossible to answer.
"SAM, GET OUT, GET OUT! GO!" Spike continued screaming.
"Go, go, go." Leah whispered softly to herself.
"Sam! Get out of there now!" Jules screamed at him in desperation.
"Get out SAM!" Spike screamed ones more, but Sam hardly heard that. While he watched the last seconds ticking off, the radio was ripped out of his ear and with force the three men lifted him to his feet and run with him over to the window. The next thing Sam felt was the fresh air on his face and ground disappearing under his feet.
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