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Alexis tip-toed around the house, getting ready for work as she knew the team had the day off today and she wanted Sam and Jules to sleep in for once. Clark had already called and asked if she wanted a ride since school was out and he was going to go hang out at the station while Ed was in a Team Leader meeting. Her phone vibrated as she received a text from Clark telling her they were almost there. She made sure Sam and Jules' alarm was turned off, then placed a note on the kitchen counter, grabbed her things and headed to the driveway.
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Stretching as she climbed out of bed, Jules checked the clock. It was already past 9 am. "Shit!" She whispered, walking into the kitchen to see if Alexis was up. She then saw the note that Alexis had left on the counter that read, Dear Mom and Dad, Mr. Lane offered to give me a ride to work today. I don't know if he feels bad about yesterday or if mom, you scared the hell out of him and he doesn't want to get anywhere near you. Anyways, I can walk home afterwards. I hope you two got tons of sleep. Love, Alexis.
Jules smiled as she read the letter, giggling at the part of Lexi thinking Ed was scared of her. She grabbed a glass and filled it with water, carrying it back to the bedroom along with the small piece of stationary. Folding the paper back and placing it on her nightstand, she looked over to Sam with a smile as he was still sleeping peacefully. Jules decided to join him once again as she climbed back into bed, dragging herself close to his bare chest.
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"So—um—Alexis." Ed spoke, looking into his rearview mirror to see she and Clark sitting together in the backseat of his car.
"Yes Mr. Lane?"
"How did Jules act last night?"
She giggled, "I wouldn't say she was in the best mood. Probably just PMS-ing though."
"That's exactly what I said!" Ed threw his hand in the air as he spoke, "But for some reason she didn't like me bringing that up!"
Both kids shook their heads, then Clark said, "Dad—the last time you said anything like that to Mom, she made you sleep on the couch for a week."
"Yeah well—She's about to get it again, the way she was acting this morning! I bet you fifty bucks I'll be sleeping on the couch tonight!"
Clark laughed, "Oh it's a deal."
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Sam rolled to his side gently, still somewhat asleep. He saw Jules was—as he thought—still asleep, as she faced the other direction. He placed his hand on her back, running his fingers under the strap of her tank top, brushing her hair away from her neck with each touch. He slid closer to her, placing his lips on her neck.
She smiled, knowing he thought she was asleep she kept her eyes gently closed. But when he began to slide her shirt strap over her shoulder she whispered, "What the hell do you think you're doing." She didn't move, or protest.
Sam continued on, dragging her strap down her shoulder, and replacing where it was with his lips. "Go back to sleep." He whispered, not even looking at the clock.
"Whatever." She giggled, drawing her eyes back closed, knowing he'd realize she wasn't going to sleep, and that he'd soon realize that it was going on 10 am.
He kept kissing her gently, stroking her side as he slid his hand along her waist. He pulled at the hem of her shirt, slipping his hand beneath it, letting his fingers crawl up her stomach. As he neared her chest, Jules grabbed his wrist with a quick jerk. "Woah Buddy." She giggled, tightening her hand around his wrist.
"Dammit." He sighed, tickling her stomach making her laugh. "Sam!" She tried to pull his hand away from her, but instead he rolled over and began to tickle her even more. "I love it when you laugh." He said with a smile followed by a wink as she climbed on top of her.
"Well, I love it when you kiss me." She giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull his face down to hers.
"Well I love it when I kiss you." He chuckled as his lips met hers.
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Alexis wandered around Jules' locker room, doing a little cleaning for her while she was on her break. She mopped out the entire room, then wiped the mirrors, and cleaned the counters. When it was time for her to get back to work, she quickly made her way back to the front desk where she would gather new files, then hand them off to either Kira, Winnie, or Pete—whoever was working that day. Then, she would retrieve the mail and packages and deliver them to whomever they belonged to.
After a while, Clark came out of the meeting room where the Team Leaders were discussing matter with the Sergeants.
"Hey Clark." She dropped the file she held in her hands, hoping she had gotten his attention.
He glanced over, "Oh hey Alexis." He seemed to be withdrawn from her stare as he watched her come from the behind the counter.
"So—what's up?" She asked, walking towards him.
"Nothing." He had his phone rested in his palm as he read through text messages.
Alexis tried to see what he was doing, becoming curious as to why he was avoiding her. "You want to hang out tonight?"
"Sorry, I cant. I—I'm busy." His voice choked.
"Clark is everything--."
He quickly jerked, "Just stay out of my business, okay?!"
Alexis' face dropped, "Clark I-." Before she could finish her sentence he was out the door, walking briskly to Ed's car.
She quickly returned to her work, not lifting her eyes from the papers. What did I do? Dis he break up with me? I don't remember doing anything wrong. She continued to ponder through her thoughts, trying to find any mistakes she had made since she got in Ed's car that morning. He was fine then. What had she done wrong?
About 15 minutes later Ed bursted through the doors of the briefing room, heading straight for the desk. "Lexi, Have you seen Clark?"
She kept her eyes down, and softly said, "No Sir."
"You okay Alexis?"
"Yes Sir." She stuck with the same tone.
Ed immediately continued on his rampage to find Clark. Alexis knew he would come back to see if she was okay, so she made a run for it. Alexis grabbed her bag from beneath her feet and headed for the back door.
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"I just love days off." Sam smiled, pulling Jules close to him as they walked out of the bathroom, both freshly dressed after they each took showers. Jules' hair was still dripping wet as Sam ran his hands through it.
"I do too." She giggled.
He continued to hold her close, "So what are we doing today?"
"Well, Alexis should be home around three and its already noon. She said in the note she left that she was going to walk home. It's only about a ten-minute walk. I might just get some cleaning done around the house. Do you want to mow the lawn or something? It's a nice day."
"Yeah, I'm going to get to that. How about a quick run though, just to stay in shape on our days off?"
"Well Sam—I would have to change."
"Fine by me." He chuckled, walking into the kitchen to get waters while she got ready.
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Alexis walked quickly down the sidewalk, trying to get far away from the station. She kept walking, and finally stopped for a second in a gas station, where she ran to the bathroom with eyes filled with tears. She rubbed away the tear-ran makeup from her eyes and cheeks, and tried to continue her way home but she couldn't, she was too upset. She knew that is she saw anyone, that they would know something was wrong. Finally, after 10 minutes of holding up a stall in the bathroom she finally got the gumption to head home.
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Both Sam and Jules stayed at the same pace their whole run. It was just a quick ten minute jog around the neighborhood. As they neared the house, Sam just had to try to beat her home. "I love that sports bra." He joked, "It's very official." She smiled with a giggle, "Yep. I had to have it special made—The SRU symbol on the front with the proud Callaghan on the back. I think I need to get a few made with Braddock on them soon. She smiled.
"So you decided to take my name?" He asked proudly.
She nodded, "Yes, I would be proud to have the same last name as my sexy sniper dude."
"I just wonder if a sexy sniper dude could beat a sexy sniper chick home?" He joked, running out in front of her.
She sprinted after him, "I don't think so!" She laughed, running up her driveway.
They headed into the house, each grabbing a bottle of water as they wandered from the kitchen to the bedroom.
"I am so changing back to regular clothes now." Jules said, pulling her T-shirt on over her official SRU sports bra. "Well—maybe just the shirt, I'm cleaning, so the shorts can stay. Maybe you should get to that grass."
"Fine-Fine." Sam sighed as he kissed her gently and made his way out to the garage to get the lawn mower.
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Alexis ran down the street to her house as she finally saw it in sight. The tears in her eyes had dried, and now all she felt was a headache coming on from crying so hard. She knew she was just crying and getting worked-up over assumptions, but it still hurt her on the inside. She could hear Sam in the backyard mowing. When she walked up the driveway, she prayed that Jules wasn't home, because she knew she would see right through her—which she did.
"Hey sweetie, you're home early—why?" Those were the first words Jules spoke to Alexis as she walked right by Jules who was standing in the kitchen wiping down countertops.
"Um-finished early." She mumbled, heading straight to her bedroom, plunging onto the bed, tears falling quickly as her face made contact with the pillow.
Jules held off for a moment, then took up her instinct and walked right into Lexi's room to find out what was wrong.
"Mom—I'm fine." Alexis mumbled from the pillow before Jules could even make it to the bed.
"Something happened, didn't it?"
She knew there would be no way out of this conversation so she tried to go along with it by rolling so that Jules could see her face covered in tears, though she tried to not make eye contact. "Now mom, how do you know something happened?"
"Well—I know something happened because I just know, plus—I know it has to do with a boy. So it's a fill in the blank statement, and you have four choices: A- A boy broke your heart. B- You had sex. C- You had sex then a boy broke your heart, or D- A boy broke your heart, then you had sex—wait…" Jules tried to figure out what she said.
Alexis looked at her, "Mom—I didn't have sex. Stick with A."
"Baby, I'm sorry. I thought you and Clark were good though?" Jules pulled her into a tight hug, rocking her side to side gently.
"Me too. I don't know. He was fine this morning in the car and all of a sudden he got mad at me like an hour ago. It was really random." She sighed, placing her face on Jules' shoulder.
"Lexi, It'll be okay. There're more guys out there, Clark's a sweet boy maybe things will work out between you two." Jules rubbed her hand along Lexi's back gently.
"Hopefully." She wiped away her tears as she pulled away from Jules' shoulder. "So Mom, where did you get that boy problems involved either getting your heart broken or having sex?" Alexis giggled.
"Ah well, I kinda had to learn for myself the two worst things that could happen, and well—I sure did find out both. But my only issue was how I experienced both C and D—with the same guy—In the same week. Woah." Jules laughed, watching the expression on Alexis' face.
"How is 'D' even possible?"
Jules shook her head, "I have no clue." She giggled, standing up from Alexis' bed. "These few years you have left of being a teenager—you will learn that anything is possible. I hope that you and Clark can figure things out though sweetheart, I know how happy he made you." She smiled as she kissed her daughter's forehead and headed to the door. Alexis called out to her, "Mom." Jules turned to look at her. "Thanks." She said with a smile. Jules smiled back and left her in her room where she sat alone for a while, thinking of what Jules had told her. She continued to think through Jules' statement of: "These few years you have left of being a teenager—you will learn that anything is possible." Yeah, anything from trying to be raised by your sister to becoming the daughter of two high ranking police officers.
As she lied back down on her bed, trying to get comfortable… The dreaded doorbell rang.
Sorry this chapter was so short. I noticed I used longer paragraphs in this one, more than simple dialogue. I hope you liked this chapter! Sorry about what's going on with Alexis—Don't worry, you'll like the next few chapters! PLEASE continue reading! :D So, click that button with the green words and PLEASE send me a review so I know if you're reading! Doesn't have to be anything extravagant, just a simple "Hello" will work just fine! :D Thanks again!
And yes, I am aware it is now 4 am and yes, I am in the US and I am aware that I should SOOOO be asleep right now. Oh well. Flashpoint was awesome as usual tonight :D well… last night. HAHA.