As expected, Sam got the silent treatment the entire drive to Jules' house. He'd try to start a conversation, but she would simply look out the window, check her mirrors, anything to let him know he was in the dog house. When they arrived at her house, she exited the jeep, and walked as quickly as she could towards the front door.

"Jules, wait…"

She waved him off like a fly, looking over her shoulder to scan the road in front of the house.

"Jules, listen," he said as he caught up to her, placing a hand on her elbow to turn her towards him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed. But seriously Jules, you told me you were scared off by the blinds in your kitchen, you can't tell me you wouldn't have done the same if roles were reversed…"

Jules scowled, continuing up the stairs to her porch. "Thank you for your support, Sam. You know what? I'm honestly not sure I want you here after that, and part of me just wants to send you back to your place, but-" She stopped as her voice began to crack.

Sam stopped where he was, taking in her expression. Her voice had cracked, and her eyes were growing ever so slightly glossy, and he thought she might actually cry. "You're really scared, aren't you?" he asked, softly.

She didn't, couldn't, meet his gaze, and continued to survey the street in front of her.

"You don't have anything to worry about. As long as I'm around, I promise I won't let anything happen to you."

Jules gave a small nod and turned to unlock the door. She hung her keys on the hook by the door, as always, and wandered into the house. Sam followed closely behind, then asked her to wait a moment. Neither of them were sure why - maybe to humour her, maybe because she had planted seeds of doubt in his mind, or maybe just because he loved her - but Sam then proceeded to do a sweep of the house to make sure there were no intruders. After telling her they were all clear, he headed off to the kitchen.

With the oven preheating, Sam wandered out to the living room in search of Jules. He found her standing in front of the fireplace, a curious look on her face.

"What is it?" he asked.

She narrowed her eyes, scanning the mantel. "These figurines are all wrong."

Sam raised an eyebrow. "What? Wrong how?"

"This one is always over here… and that one…" She trailed off as she began rearranging the small porcelain knickknacks around the room.

Sam only watched, unsure of what to say to her confusion.

"And where's the picture of the team at the picnic? I swear I put it right here…" Jules moved towards the fireplace, tapping a space on the mantel.

Sam looked around the room, smiling when he found the framed picture on one of the end tables near the sofa. "Here it is." He picked it up and passed it to her. "You must have moved it to make room for this one," he told her, indicating a picture of the two of them. "I'm glad you moved it down here."

Jules' eyes stayed trained on the photo she had previously kept on her dresser. I didn't move it…

"Jules?" When she didn't reply Sam moved closer to her. "Jules, what's wrong?"

She rubbed at her eyes. "I'm just… I'm having a three bears moment."

"Three bears?"

She shook her head. "Maybe I'm just losing it. I'm moving things around and not remembering I did it later," Jules sighed and turned to head towards the kitchen. "What are you making me for dinner?"

After dinner Jules settled into her bed while Sam took a shower. When he was finished, he found she was already half asleep. He quietly flicked off the lights and curled up next to her.

"Goodnight," she mumbled.

"Goodnight," he replied, snuggling her closer. "I'm sorry I laughed earlier…"

"Its ok, I'm just being paranoid."

Sam closed his eyes and smiled against her shoulder. "Maybe, but I shouldn't have laughed at you."

Jules smiled sleepily, not bothering to open her eyes. "Sam? That trick with my book was just plain mean."

"What trick?"

Jules gave a half giggle. "You moved my bookmark, you jerk. It took me almost 10 minutes to find the right page."

"Jules, I didn't touch your book."

A/N: Yes, short chapter, booo! But come on, you have to admit that was a good place to end it... Originally Paranoia parts 1 and 2 were one chapter, but its jumps from scene to scene a lot, and I couldn't resist leaving it there...

I'll make it up to you people too though - I'm going to post part 2 NOW too :)