Elle: for some strange reason Spike reminds me of my friend Jack so it was easiest to write his character because he's just as sporadic at times :). Plus the rest of the SRU are sorta like my crazy friends so well you'll see…and I was watching Harry Potter when I wrote this
Sam: so you watch Flashpoint while writing Harry Potter fics and Harry Potter when writing Flashpoint fics?
Elle: yep! And look what happens!
Chapter Ten
After a long hot shower in the locker room Jules changed quickly into a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt and joined the rest of her team in the debriefing room. She had so many emotions running through her at once she felt like she was going to explode. Not that her teammates looked any better. These past two missions felt like a lead brick on everyone's shoulders.
The team was already sitting at the debriefing room, sans Ed and Sam. Ed was still at the hospital being checked out after the subject had shot at him. The bullet had hit his vest so he wasn't seriously injured. After a few minutes Ed walked in. He had definitely seen better days and winced with slight turning movements.
Greg walked into the room and slapped the folder on the table causing everyone to look up. They had never seen him like this. It was hard to tell if he was disappointed or angry.
"Where did we go wrong?" it was a rhetorical question with infinite answers. Nobody looked up and kept their eyes to their own papers. Greg shook his head and sat down. Ed looked at him.
"A second changes everything," he said. Nobody could have spoken truer words. Greg closed the folder and looked at his team's grave faces.
"We'll come back to this," he said. "I think that after these past two days we could use a break."
And with that SRU team one realized that they were dismissed.
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The next day Jules walked down the hallway for the second time that week. This time she was wearing civilian clothes and not the cool pants but she couldn't tell which one she was more comfortable in. The corridor seemed long and endless and the room numbers didn't add up fast enough. Finally Jules reached the new room and opened the door. Sam had been transferred into a regular care room that morning.
"Hey Jules," Sam was awake and sitting up this time a sign that he was getting stronger. Jules fought back tears as she walked over to his bedside.
"Hey Sam," she choked pulling a chair up to his bedside. Sam looked at her and patted the side of the bed. Jules stopped in mid chair move and sat down on the edge of the bed. She moved to kiss him on the forehead, thought better of it and kissed him on the lips. Sam kissed her back gently.
"How are you feeling?" Jules asked stroking his forehead. Sam closed his eyes for a moment before re-opening them.
"I love you," he said softly. Jules was slightly taken aback by his response.
"That's not what I asked you," Jules said laughing slightly and stroking Sam's cheek with her fingertips. "I asked how you were feeling."
Sam lifted his hand a few inches and stroked the button on Jules's shirt for a few seconds before she leaned in to kiss him again. Her lips were barely a millimeter apart from his when…
"How ya feeling Samtastic?" Spike along with the rest of team one burst into the room. Jules turned bright red and jumped off the bed and onto the chair.
"Hey guys," she said nervously. How much had they seen?
"Hey Jules," Spike said pulling up a chair on the other side of Sam's bed as Greg and Ed walked in. In a low voice he added. "I'm going to pretend I didn't see anything ok?"
"How are you feeling Sam?" Greg asked. By now all of team one had found various locations to hang out around the room.
"I'm feeling better," Sam said casting an eye at Jules. She rolled hers at him. A grin was spreading across Wordy's face.
"Sam does the TV have a DVD player?" he asked.
"I think so," Sam answered a little confused. Wordy pulled Harry Potter out of his bag and smirked. Sam's expression changed faster than a set of traffic lights "Oh hell no."
"Oh hell yes," Wordy said putting the DVD into the player. "It's either this or the entire first season of How it's Made." Wordy added looking in Lou's direction.
"That's when they made explosives!" Spike said jumping up and down hardly able to contain his enthusiasm. "Let's watch that one!"
"Sorry," Wordy said turning on the TV. "Harry Potter voted out How it's Made. We're watching it!"
"You couldn't have at least brought something action-y," Sam said indignantly.
"Yeah because the last thing you need right now is a high octane adrenaline rush," Greg told Sam. "You need to relax for five minutes."
"I hate you all," Sam muttered. "Really I do."
"We love you too Sammy," Ed said kicking his feet up on the window sill. "Throw me that pillow if you're not using it."
"Yeah be lucky we didn't bring Donna with us," Spike said shuddering at the thought. "That woman scares me." Spike went to sit down but Lou had stolen his chair so Spike did the logical thing and plopped himself down on Lou's lap.
"Hey guys," Sam piped up. "Let's turn the lights off."
"No," Greg said simply as Wordy hit play on the DVD player. Nobody was really paying attention to the movie as it played. Ed was ragging on Wordy's taste in movies and making fun of the movie the entire time. Spike meanwhile had moved off of Lou's lap to sit in Jules's chair and she had moved back to her spot at the edge of Sam's bed. His arm stayed wrapped firmly around her waist and his lips stayed firmly pressed against hers but the rest of the team was too busy either making fun of Wordy or the movie to care.
Jules was exhausted and she rested her head on Sam's shoulder halfway through to movie. He didn't mind though. He kissed the top of her head and rested his cheek against her soft brown hair. He could feel her breathing softly and it was comforting to him. Jules reached up to stroke Sam's face again. He kissed her fingers as she brushed them past his lips.
When the movie ended Ed turned to Sam but the sniper was fast asleep with Jules fast asleep curled up next to him. Greg checked his watch, it was really late and they had run way past visiting hours. Ed went to wake Jules up but Greg stopped him.
"Let her sleep," he said ushering Spike and Wordy out the door. Once Ed had left Sam and Jules were the only ones left in the room. Smiling at the two of them Greg shut off the light and gently closed the door.
Elle: well, that's my first Flashpoint fanfic. I hope I did a good job and you guys liked it. Judging by your reactions it's safe to assume you guys did. A little bit of crack and OOCness at the end but oh well…tell me what you guys thought. ;) Oh by the way, did anyone catch the pun I put on the room number?
