I'm back! I know it's been forever since I've posted and you all probably hate me now... I'm sorry for making you wait so long. School's been crazy.
Hope you enjoy this chapter. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Flashpoint or any of its characters. I wish...
Jules shook her thoughts away, walking to the door and pausing. She knew that Sam would never pick Katie over her. He wouldn't do that to her and their baby. She was just being foolish and letting Katie get to her. She was stronger than that. And so, putting any thoughts of Katie to the back of her mind, Jules slowly opened the door.
"Hey Sweetheart." Sam smiled broadly at her the moment she walked in the room.
Jules grinned back, walking up to his bedside. "Hey. How are you feeling?"
"Oh you know, I've been better." Sam laughed slightly. "I missed you though," he grabbed Jules' hand, pulling her down to gently press his lips against hers.
Natalie interrupted the moment. "Okay!" she said exaggeratedly, causing Sam and Jules to pull away from each other. Natalie stood up from where she had been perched on the end of Sam's bed. "Now I don't know about you, Em, but I really don't want to see my brother and his fiancee doing some major PDA." Sam laughed again, squeezing Jules' hand. Jules had gone bright red in the face. "I'm going to go get a coffee, want to come?" she addressed Emmy, who was watching the situation unfold with amusement on her face.
"Of course," Emmy answered her aunt, who was already nearly out the door. Emmy stood, turning to Sam and Jules as she was walking out the door. "Bye Dad, bye Jules," she waved and smiled before following Natalie. Sam and Jules were left alone.
Sam smiled at Jules, "Sorry about Natalie." he laughed.
Jules shook her head, laughing with him. "Don't worry, I'm used to it." She paused for a moment, smiling as she played with her engagement ring. "You know, the name suits you," she looked up at Sam.
Sam looked at her in confusion, silently asking her to elaborate.
"Dad," Jules explained further. "You're such a good father to Emmy."
Sam turned serious, turning his eyes away from Jules. "I'm just trying to be a better father than mine." Sam paused for a moment, his emotions getting the best of him. A tear rolled down his cheek. "I don't want to end up like him."
Jules could feel the raw emotion in his words and it broke her heart. "Hey," she said softly with tears in her eyes, tilting his chin up until he met her gaze. "You are nothing like him. I promise you that. You're going to be the perfect dad for Emmy," she paused, grabbing Sam's hand and placing it on her abdomen," and our baby. And any other kids we may have. You know how much I can't resist you," Jules smiled slightly, bring light into the conversation.
Sam smiled too, wiping the tears away as they rolled down Jules' cheeks.
Jules continued, "There is no one in the world that I would rather have a family with. That I would rather spend my life with." Her voice turned soft, just barely over a whisper, "I love you so much."
Sam smiled. He pulled her down to his level, gently kissing her. He pulled away and held her gaze for a moment. "I love you too," he whispered.
Jules kissed him again before pulling away and smiling. "The team is in the waiting room. They want to come and see you but since it's family only, I had to ask if you were up for it. If you're not feeling up to it, it's completely fine."
"No, of course I want to see them," Sam nodded. "I'm fine."
Jules looked at him with disbelief for a second. "You do have a concussion and you were just hit by a car. It would be understandable if you weren't-"
Sam cut her off. "I'm fine," he repeated, smiling to reassure her.
Finally, albeit reluctantly, Jules gave in. "Okay fine. I'll go ask the doctor if they're allowed in." She stood up reluctantly, heading to the door.
"Hey Jules," Sam said, stopping Jules in her tracks.
"Yeah?" she asked, as she turned to face him.
"I love you," Sam spoke with a huge grin on his face.
Jules shook her head at the look on his face. He looked like a child on Christmas morning. "I love you too," she grinned, closing the door behind her.
One week later
"Welcome home!" Emmy screamed excitedly, running up as Jules helped Sam into the house.
Sam chuckled, leaning on one of his crutches to give Emmy a hug. "Hey kiddo."
"Hey dad," Emmy giggled, pulling away after awhile. "We've prepared the house for you."
Emmy turned and gestured animatedly at the rest of the house. There was a extra-large, loaded pizza in the center of the table and orange juice in wine glasses; Sam was on a strict no-alcohol diet. Streamers hung from the ceiling and a sign reading 'Welcome Home Sam!' was taped on one of the walls.
"Wow," Sam exclaimed, taking it all in. "What's all this for?"
"For you." Jules smiled. "The team's coming over in about an hour, as well as Shelly and Wordy. They thought we needed some 'family time' first."
Sam nodded, grinning. "I agree." He started making his way towards the table. "Now I think that my three favourite people should come eat with me before this delicious masterpiece gets cold." He grinned again.
Jules and Emmy laughed, both doing just that.
A little less than an hour later, Sam and Jules were getting ready in their bedroom while Emmy occupied the guest bathroom next door. Both were complete silent until Jules spoke.
"I was thinking," she paused for a moment, "maybe we should tell them about the baby tonight."
Sam turned toward her as quickly as his crutch would allow. "Really?" he asked, surprised.
Jules smiled. "Yeah. I mean, everyone is together tonight. And that doesn't happen as often as it should."
Sam grinned broadly. "I would absolutely love to tell everyone tonight." he turned serious, "Are you sure you want to? I mean, I know you wanted to wait until your first trimester was done."
Jules contemplated his words for a moment. "I want to tell them. I'm already nearly eleven weeks. I mean, how much longer are we going to be able to keep this a secret? Especially when I go back to work and have to stay in the truck pretty much the whole time."
Sam made his way over to her, grabbing her around the waist with his free hand. "Well then I think tonight would be perfect." he grinned.
Jules smiled, pulling him down to her level for a kiss.
Tonight was the night they tell everyone.
So I hope that made up for me not posting for awhile. I had to skip ahead a bit. I felt like the story was getting boring... Also, next chapter brings more drama. (I'm sorry!)
-K.