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Chapter 14 – Truth and Consequences

As Sam and Spike entered the HQ Leah and Raf where already there and Sam could feel their burning look. Spike got right to Winnies desk and asked her for the first aid kid. He had a scratch on his right arm Sam hadn't recognized before. It must have happened as he had tackled him to the ground.

It didn't take Ed and Greg long until they entered HQ as well.

"Sam briefing room now!" Ed said marching right into the room. Sam exhaled deeply. He wasn't up for the lecture but followed quietly.

"Look I'm sorry okay. I was in pursuit I hadn't recognized he got a gun. I thought we…." "Sam we said it clearly. He had just emerged from a robbery. What do you think he used to rob the store?" Ed interrupted him harshly.

"Yeah."

"Sam you are second team leader on this team. You have never done something that stupid before so what the hell was going through your mind? Wasn't it enough for you to catch five bullets into your vest just a few weeks ago or is this the point we are dealing with?" Ed continued.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"You got shot Sam, even if it was just in your vest. You haven't talked to anybody about your feelings after that. You haven't dealt with anything that had happened. I know that you where badly shaken after you had to take the shot to bring the pregnant woman down." Greg continued in a calm voice. Sam looked away immediately trying his very best to not let the image hit him again. He sill saw her, every night.

"I am alright. I suffered quite more in Afghanistan."

"Right and you haven't talked about that either, haven't you?"

"No I don't need to talk about it. I am not suffering PTSD:"

"Maybe you haven't when you got back from Afghanistan but what about now?" Greg asked while Sam shook his head violently a frustrated smile on his face.

"I don't have PTSD."

Jules got into the barn a puzzled look on her face as she spotted Spike, Leah, Raf and Winnie standing near the briefing room. She immediately recognized that Spikes face was full of concern.

"Hey Jules." Winnie said friendly as she got a visual of their visitor.

"Hey. Where's Sam? He has an appointment today." Jules followed Spikes look spotting Sam on a chair in the briefing room, Ed and the Serge talking to him.

"Is everything okay?"

"Not quite." Raf answered looking at Spike.

"Will anyone fill me in please?"

"I think Sam will do that if he get's out of there alive." Spike answered while Jules looked towards the briefing room again.

"Spike?" Jules asked and looked at her friend begging him to tell her what was going on.

"Is he in trouble? Did anything happen?" Jules asked while Spike exhaled deeply.

"We got in some kind of…situation."

"What are you talking about? Spike….just…please!"

"Sam did something really stupid today. If I hadn't pushed him out of the line in time he would have cached a bullet again."

"What? What the hell are you talking about Spike? Is he alright?"

"No Jules he is not alright and I am pretty sure you know that. He screwed up big time today. Running after a potentially armed subject without even grabbing for his sidearm. The guy had a gun. I pushed Sam out of the line just in time. The freaking bastard fired."

"What?" Jules asked again getting pale.

"But…but he is okay right?"

"No that's the second part of the deal. Since a few days he is in trouble with his pain. I had to push him out of the line I couldn't pay attention of his injuries. I don't know what happened but he was in a great amount of pain afterwards and he…he fainted."

"What?" Jules asked not believing her ears. She got a hand on her belly while Winnie got a hand on her back.

"You want to sit down?" she asked signalising Spike with a look that he should stop talking. "No….no I'm good." Jules answered while looking into the briefing room again.

"Ed and the Serge wouldn't pull Sam through that if he was hurt."

"Only if he constantly admits that he was alright."

"I get it." Jules answered.

"Jules really you need to talk to him." Spike said while Jules was looking back at him angrily. "What the hell do you think I am trying? You don't have the slightest idea what's going on at the moment." Jules shot back full of anger causing Spike to put up his hands up in defeat.

Jules head shot up as the doors of the briefing room opened. Sam was completely pale but his face was blank, no emotions visible.

"You understand me?" Ed asked while Sam just nodded.

"I said it right?"

"Yeah I heard you saying it. Oh Jules great you are here maybe you can help me out getting the point right."

"Ed leave her out of it." Sam said turning around.

"I already know everything, Spike just filled me in."

"Great. Get him to a damn hospital. I don't want to see him here for at least a week."

"We have an appointment at the doctors right now." Jules said after looking at her watch.

"I will give them a call that we are running late." Jules continued while watching Sam disappear into the locker room. Jules brushed her hair back while calling the doctor. It was just too much what Spike had just told her.

„Sam? Are you ready?" Jules asked into the dressing room waiting for a response. As she didn't get one Jules entered, Sam nowhere to be found. She continued her search in the shower which was also empty. After waiting patiently for a few more minutes Jules entered the men's bathroom just to hear Sam throwing up heavily.

"Sam?" Jules asked worried.

"I'm good."

"Doesn't sound like that."

"Just...I will be ready in a minute." Sam said while Jules waited for him in the locker room.

As Sam got there Jules could see that he was as pale as a ghost and he was still dressed in his uniform.

"We need to hurry. I could just skip the doctors appointment an hour.", Jules said while watching as Sam made his way to his locker painfully slow.

"Sam?", Jules asked worried as Sam slowly set down onto the perch.

"I'm in trouble Jules."

"I know you are."

"I don't mean here. I mean physically."

"What?"

"My ribs are killing me."

"That's why we are heading to the doctor."

"I think I need to see an emerge." Sam pointed out while Jules widened her eyes. Sam never showed any weakness when it came to being hurt. It wasn't a good sign when he pointed out on his own that he needed help.
"Sam what is going on?"

"I don't know. Hurts like hell."

"Ribs or sternum?"

"Ribs."

"Can you breath properly?" Jules asked. Since the time in the hospital she knew that this was Sam's point of weakness.

"No."

"Come on." Jules said offering Sam a hand to get up from the perch. He made his way up slowly crying out in pain while Jules wrapped her arms around him to get him upright.

"Damn it." Sam cursed trying to catch his breathing. He had gone through Afganistan, thorough every torture the special forces training had brought him trough, he had been walking around with a bullet in his leg while he was in Afghanistan but he wasn't able to breath normally when it came to the ribs and the sternum. How his father would talk about him if he knew something like this. Sam could hear him laughing in his mind. Telling him that he was a great failure.

"Should I get on of the guys? Sam I don't need you to pass out on me." Jules said while Sam sat back down on the perch.

"Ed would be fine."

"We can also call EMS."

"No Jules not because of the damn ribs. I just need a hand to the car and a few good pills against the pain." Jules nodded slowly while heading towards the briefing room.

"Ed I need your help."

"Everything okay with Sam?" Serge asked immediately.

"No. I think he fractured his ribs again. I really need you to help me get him to the car." Jules said while looking to Ed who was on his feet in no time following closely towards the locker room. "Sam?" He asked his voice full of concern.

"Just the ribs. No need to worry. Nothing a good pain medication can't stop." Sam explained while Ed looked at him with a hard expression on his face but his eyes soft and full of concern.

"Okay. We will get you to the car." Ed said while helping Sam to his feet slowly stopping as Sam gasped in pain.

"You sure about that?" Sam nodded while Ed brought him to the car. Jules following close after.

At the hospital it took Sam some time to get out of the car and into the ER. Due to his uniform he got to an examination room right after getting inside the building.
"So the good news is that you didn't break your ribs you just banged them up pretty badly. Due to the injuries you have suffered it is normal that you feel an intense pain in this area. I will give you something for the pain. You will have to stay off duty for at least two weeks."

"Thank you Doc." Sam said before getting up with Jules help.

"Constable there is something else I am quite worried about.", the young male doctor said while Sam looked at him.

"Your blood pressure is really low. Do you know any reasons for this?"

"No." Sam said while he could feel Jules burning gaze on his face.

"He isn't sleeping well and I can't remember any food staying down in his stomach for at least a few days." Jules said while Sam was looking at her hurt that she just told the doctor the truth.
"You can't take the pain medication without eating properly." The doctor pointed out while Sam nodded slowly.

"I know. I promise that I will eat." Jules watched Sam sceptically. She knew that Sam would try it but she also knew that in his current condition he wouldn't be able to do so.

Without speaking a word Jules and Sam got back home where Sam made his way upstairs. He just needed to rest. As Sam had promised he tried to eat at least half of the foot Jules had brought upstairs.
Sam just swallowed the pain medication as the doorbell rang. Jules looked at him in surprise before looking at the clock. It was already near midnight.

"Wait up here. I will check." Sam said while Jules shook her head.

"I will check on my own."

"Jules it's late."

"Sam I am an SRU officer, remember that? And even with being pregnant I am more capable to kick someone than you are in your current condition right now." Jules said while heading downstairs Sam listening carefully and closing his eyes as he heard Natalie's voice. A lecture of his sister was one of the last things he needed right now.

….to be continued!

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