"Jules, what's happening in there?"asked Sarge through the headset.

"Just something I didn't expect." said Jules quietly so Brad couldn't hear her. She tore her eyes away from the other hostages, yet she could still feel their eyes piercing her.

She couldn't believe it. The ten people she could have sworn she would have never seen again. Yet here they were, looking scared, and nothing like the spandex-clad friends she had last seen a decade and a half ago. She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Sarge

"Anything we need to worry about?"

"He's got a hostage at gunpoint. One of the cooks. The others are good."

"Copy that. Do your thing Jules."

Jules took a deep breath, cleared her facial expression, and got down to business.

"Sir, like I said before, my name is Jules Callaghan, what's yours?"

"B-Brad Channons."

"And why are you here, Brad?"

"Like you don't know!" He said, point the gun towards the woman.

"But I don't want to hear it from the witnesses, Brad. I want to hear it from you. Why are you doing this?"

"She betrayed me! I gave her a home when she needed it. I gave her food. I let her borrow money from me. And this is how she repays me?!"

"Jules, the subject's sister, Jenna Channons, works there as a cook. That's probably her."

"Is this Jenna, Brad?"

"W-What? How did you know that?!" Brad said taken aback by this officer's knowledge of him. He raised the gun.

"Brad, I'm not gonna lie to you, I have four trained snipers looking through the window from the roof, as well as two more looking through every government document we have on you. That's how we know. Now, eventually we are going to know the full story. And we're gonna get it either way. So where do you want it to come from, Brad? A computer, or out of your mouth?"

Brad reluctantly looked at Jules. After a few seconds he sighed, then began.

"We," he said, pointing the gun at Jenna, "were at a family reunion twelve years ago. All of us adults were drinking, and the kids were in the other room, watching TV. Back then, I was a cop, and had just gotten off shift, so I came in my uniform, gun and all. I don't know how, but someone had taken my gun out of my pocket and given it to Jenna. That's when Jenna told us that she was going to move in with her boyfriend, Jimmy. We all hated him. He was with her, and when our dad started yelling at Jenna, he took the gun and threatened both of them with it. I jumped in, and he ended up shooting both me and my dad with it. Once I was shot I passed out from the blood loss. When I woke up, I was in the hospital room and my mom was sitting next to me crying. When I asked her what was wrong, she said that dad had died that morning, and my sister was missing. And now just recently I found out that she blamed me for what happened to dad, still does, after she returned nine years ago begging and pleading for my forgiveness. I gave up so much for this," he said, aiming the gun at her, "and she still blames me. Now it's time for me to teach her a lesson about who's to blame." he cocked the gun.

"Sierras 1&2, what's your status?"

"No Solution." Jules heard both teams reply. She knew she had to act quickly.

"Brad, don't do it!"

"WHY NOT! SHE DESERVES IT!" He said, now aiming the gun at Jules.

"Sure she deserves it, but let me tell you now, if you shoot that gun, I shoot you. Do you really want to give your life just so you can take another's away? Let me ask you this Brad, would you rather be dead, or alive. Because if you shoot her, then you'll be dead. So I'm giving you one last chance Brad. Lower the gun, or I will be forced to shoot you." Jules was really hoping she wouldn't have to shoot this guy. Especially in front of the current company. But she aimed at Brad anyway.

"Waiting on your call, Boss." Jules said quietly through the headset. She could here him cursing.

"You have Scorpio if necessary, Jules."

"I'd rather be dead then have this filth walking the Earth" he said, his finge pulling the trigger back. Jules cursed.

"Don't make me do this Brad."

"Too late Officer." He said, as he fired at his sister.

Jules ran at Brad and shoved him, causing the gun to turn upwards and shoot the ceiling.

"Subject in custody." said Jules, pulling his arms behind his back and handcuffing him. She then turned to Jenna Channons, silently asking her if she was ok. Jenna nodded, to overwhelmed to do or say anything else. The rest of the team entered.

"Nice job, Jules." said Ed, taking the subject from her.

"Nice one Jules." said Wordy and Spike, going to release the hostages. Lea just nodded, and went to untie Jenna. Sam put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed it gently. Sarge walked up to her.

"You good?"

"I'm good, Sarge. Thanks."

"Let's go."

The team took the hostages to the medics while Jules talked to Jenna.

"Thank you. Thank you for saving both my life and my brothers. I know he would have regretted it in the end."

"Don't thank me. Your brother was the one who chose not to fight me after I tackled him. He could have easily taken a girl my size. But he didn't, and that's what made the difference."

Jenna then followed Jules to the medics, where Jules dropped her off, ignoring the other hostages' looks, and went to the team.

"You ok?"

"Yeah I'm good guys, thanks."

"You sure?"

"Sarge..."

"Sorry Jules just checking." Sarge said, smiling.

"Hey Jules I think your fan club is waiting for autographs or something." said Spike, looking over her shoulder.

Jules looked over her shoulder and sawthem waiting for her.

"Yeah I better go and talk to them, huh."

"Only if you want to Jules." said Sarge, looking at her seriously.

"Yeah, I'll go right now. I'll only be a few minutes. You guys mind wrapping up?" said Jules, looking at the rest of her team.

"No problem, go ahead Jules. We got your back." said Ed.

'Here goes nothing' thought Jules, sighing.

She then went to face, what she thought, would be her doom.