Disclaimer: Once again I don't own Flashpoint :(
"See James?" Sam stepped forward once again, he was only about four feet way from him now. "Please, put the gun down."
In Sam's mind it seemed to go in slow motion. James shut his eyes and dropped the gun to the floor. As the gun fell to the floor there was a loud bang as the gun went off.
"Shots fired!" Greg yelled. "Eddie get in there now!"
Using their shoulders, Ed and Wordy forced the large French doors open.
"SRU! Get down on the ground now! Hands behind your head!" Wordy yelled at James. "Jules get the kid!" he ordered as he handcuffed James' hands behind his back.
Jules ran to the small four year old, who was silently crying. The gun shot must have scared her, "Honey, I'm Jules Callahan. I'm a police officer are you alright?"
Taylor nodded and pointed to Sam who was laying on his back.
"Sam status?" Ed called, seeing his comrade but busy with the subject.
He got no reply.
"Sam! Status!" he called again, this time louder thought.
After a few agonizing moments for team one, Sam finally answered,
"I'm good! In the vest."
He took a deep breath, eyes still closed, "That's gonna bruise." he mumbled to himself. When he opened his eyes he saw Jules and Taylor above him.
"Sam?" Jules questioned softly.
"I'm okay." He groaned closing his eyes again. He felt light pressure on his cheek and opened them again. Taylor was poking his face with a curious look on her face.
"You look shorter in the picture... Grandma said not to tell that i have it so don't tell Grandpa." She told him quietly.
"Wha...?" Sam was interrupted my Spike.
"Sam... We've got trouble. Your dad saw this on the news... He's calling. Hes pretty pissed" Spike told him.
"Aw... Crap!" Sam groaned.
"Sam!" Jules scowled, "She's four!"
"Mmm... Sorry." He slurred with a cocky grin.
Ed suddenly appeared next to him, "He has a head wound, probably hit his head when he fell. How are you holding up, Braddock?"
"I have a kid... I don't know how to raise a kid..." Sam sat up quickly before falling back down. "Ow."
"Its okay, Sam." Ed reassured his friend.
"She can't go back into the system. I promised him she would be okay..." Sam mumbled looking at Taylor. She kind of looked like him and Jules put together; she had the same blue eyes as Sam and the same face but her hair was brown like Jules'.
"Okay, guys help me up. I have to talk to my dad." Sam reached out his hands as a gesture for his team to pull him up. Wordy appeared next to Ed and the two of them obliged.
Taylor looked up at Sam and reached up her hands. Despite his pounding headache he lifted the small girl into his arms. Laying her head on his chest she asked softly, "Are you going to send me back?"
"Back where?" He asked confused.
"Back to Mrs. and Mr. Lockwood..." She pointed to the sobbing couple on the couch talking to Spike.
"No. I'm going to see if you can come live with me." He smiled.
"Okay... Good." She leaned in and whispered to him loudly, "They were weird."
Sam chuckled as they made their way towards Greg and James.
"James. Is there something you're not telling me?" Greg asked the boy sitting in front of him.
James just turned his head away only to be met by the sight of Taylor and Sam walking to them.
"James, I know you love her. So help me understand. You seem nervous." Greg observed. "Please...?"
"It's not over..." He whispered.
"What's not over?" Greg demanded.
"They're gonna come for her... For Taylor." He looked at Greg.
"Who?" Greg asked.
"Them!" James said loudly, almost yelling.
"Who is them, James?" Greg matched his tone.
James tapped his foot impatiently, "They want her back... Because she knows. She shouldn't know..."
"Who wants her back?!" Greg demanded
"Her mom."
I've decided that I'm going to finish the fan fiction. I have so many ideas for this fan fic! yay! :) Adios
