Chapter four - Alone
Sam stormed, him and Jules had been living together for about four months now and it was no surprise that she was home before he was. He opened the door and walked inside kicking his shoes of and heading for the bedroom. He slammed the bedroom door and laid down, tears streaming down his face. Jules knocked on the door but Sam was to upset to answer. So she just came in.
Jules found Sam laying with his knees against his chest. He was sobbing so hard he could barley breathe. Jules didn't know what caused him to get like this but she was sure it wasn't the needle incident or the fight.
"Sam, what's wrong", She asked cautiously
"Is this about what happened today", she pushed, Sam just shook his head no.
Jules could see she wasn't getting through to Sam, so she left the room shutting the door behind her to give him some time alone to calm down. She went back into the kitchen to finish making dinner. She could still hear Sam sobbing in the bedroom. Then he just stopped. Jules got scared and ran into the bed room, to find him sitting on the edge of the bed with a picture in his hand. It wasn't a picture she was familiar with. It was a picture of Sam and a younger woman standing next to him.
Jules went and sat down beside Sam. She put her arm around him and rubbed his shoulder as the tears streamed down his face. He took a deep breath,
"I need to tell you something", he said as to exhaled
"Ok", Jules replied
Sam handed her the picture, Jules inspected it carefully. Nothing looked out of the ordinary though, it was just Sam with a girl.
"Who is she", Jules asked curious
"My little sister Elizabeth", Sam replied
"She passed away while I was in Afghanistan", he went on, wiping his eyes.
Jules was confused and Sam could tell. So he told her the story.
" Elizabeth was the best little sister I could have ever have asked for. She always support you and never judged, but she had problems of her own. She was involved with the wrong people and was a heroine user. I was always bailing her out of jail and I went to everyone of her meetings with her. I hated to see her throw her life away like she was, so I decided because I couldn't save her I would go to Afghanistan and try and save others. Just before I left the went into a rehabilitation facility and I thought for sure this was the end she was cleaning herself up. I was wrong just two days before I came back I got a phone call from my mom telling me Elizabeth had died. That the found her on the bathroom floor with the needle still in her arm."
Jules pulled Sam close as his tears started building up again.
"Oh Sam", she said rubbing his back
"No every time I look at a needle I think about her and it's just to much, I start getting flash backs and I hear her voice and I see us as little kids." He said sobbing
"I was her big brother Sammy, I should have protected her, I should have helped her, I should have been there when she need me." His sobs grew louder.
"It wasn't your fault", Jules said trying to hide her own tears.
"I the hall yesterday listening to the guys laugh at me, it made me feel so alone it triggered the flash backs and …………, and." Sam's couldn't speaking anymore his emotions took over he was lost for words.
Jules sat there comforting him. His head pressed tightly against her chest. When Sam had finally stopped crying Jules lifted his head to see he head cried himself to sleep. She laid him down on the bed and shut the lights out and shut the door. She went out into the kitchen warmed up her dinner and ate it. She picked up the phone and called Greg and Ed and told them what had just happened. Either of them knew Sam had a sister. They knew Sam was in pain and now they knew the reason for his attack on Wordy this afternoon. They gave Sam the week off and promised not to say anything to the team.