A/N: I own nothing you recognize. This one has a bunch of lines from 'Fault Lines' and 'Personal Effects'. I don't own anything! Contains Jules' POV, spoilers from Fault Lines and all the spoken lines that I don't own. You've been warned.

I walked out of the briefing room after my 'interview' with Toth. It was really more like an interrogation. He seemed to fixate on the fact that I once had a relationship with Sam. He didn't have to worry though, it was long over and we knew it couldn't happen again, it was dangerous to the team and to us.

So then, why did I have a sudden urge to defy everything we'd been told to not do?

"Hey," Sam said as I rounded the corner, taking me by surprise. I didn't know he'd be there.

"Hi," I said.

"How was it?" he asked and I knew he meant my re-evaluation interview.

"Not great," I said honestly. "Gave me a tough time because of you."

"Yeah," Sam agreed. "Me too."

"They have us under a microscope in case we treat each other any differently," I said. I hated being under a microscope. It was constricting and annoying and I felt suddenly self conscious as I said that.

"What's it going to take, a chaperone?" Sam laughed, jokingly.

But he was wrong. He said that like it was a joke, like nothing was going to happen.

I think he knew, deep down, that the feelings were still there for both of us. Neither of us had said anything about it since the break up but I suddenly had the need to bring it up, to tell him that I wasn't over it.

"That's just it Sam," I said, "it's not going to go away."

He stood there in silence for a minute before nodding in agreement.

With nothing left to say, I walked away, leaving Sam leaning against the wall to think about what I'd just said.

A few hours later, I was doing the one thing I never thought I'd do again. I was walking up to Sam Braddock's apartment, knocking on the door in my sundress and high heels that still made me look short.

He opened the door, barefoot and in sweats, and the look of surprise on his face was priceless. But he opened the door wider and stepped to the side, letting me enter.

What possessed me to do it, I don't know, but I did and I went in.

"Hey," he said cautiously.

"Hi," I breathed. I knew what was happening as he stepped a bit closer to me.

"You were right," he whispered.

I knew what he meant, of course, but I pretended I didn't, "About what?" I asked him.

"It's not going to go away," he said, stepping a bit closer again. "So..."

"So..." I repeated, my voice barely louder than a whisper.

He stepped closer to me and the next thing I knew, we were kissing with more passion than we'd ever kissed before. And I didn't pull away, he didn't pull away, it was everything we needed. It was everything we'd wanted since we'd broken up and it was better than we'd expected.

He lifted me onto the counter, not once breaking our connection. The intensity increased and I loved every minute. I didn't pull away and we didn't break apart until the door opened, revealing a blonde girl, younger than us.

My automatic reaction was, of course, that it was his girlfriend. I hadn't known he was seeing anyone but it didn't seem like it was that impossible. I should have asked, checked, before I showed up here. It would be my fault if they broke up and now it was my fault that my heart was going to break again.

I took off, not looking back, even with Sam calling after me.

The rest of the day passed in a blur. Ed was shot, he was in the hospital with Sophie in labour. We were at the base when Sam told me that it had been his sister, Natalie, who had walked in on us. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of me but I told him that maybe it was better we weren't together. It wasn't what I wanted, it wasn't what he wanted, but it was what was best.

Then we were doing the double drop and Sarge asked if we were ready to do it.

"There is nowhere else I'd rather be," he said. He'd been talking to Sarge but looking at me and I knew in that moment that we couldn't not be together any longer.

So that was why I went back to his apartment again. This time I didn't leave. I never would.

I don't know how things would have turned out if Dr. Toth hadn't interrogated us thoroughly about each other. If he hadn't, we might have never reconciled. But I, for one, am glad that he did bring it up countless times. It made me realize that I do still have feelings and that those feelings weren't going to go away. I don't know what he expected to happen with what he said, but I'm fairly certain it wasn't what did.

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