SURPRISE!! Yet another fic (:

Okay… So I have a whole page of ideas that I typed up, and I'm going to start working on a few of them. This is another Jules fic, then I have a Spike fic coming up (: Yes… there is some Jam…. Get over it (:

Enjoy! (:

"Haha! Boss doesn't get anymore donuts!" Spike chanted as the team laughed when he stepped off the scale.

Greg shot a stare across the room at everyone snickering in response to his 10 pound weight gain.

"Damn Sarge—Look's whose getting pudgy." Wordy chuckled as he watched Lou poke at Greg's stomach.

"Okay, okay—enough." Greg laughed. He grabbed his vest and the team headed to the locker rooms to get ready for workout.

"So Jules, are we getting together tonight?" Sam whispered.

She smiled and nodded, "My place—whenever."

He grinned as they took separate directions to head towards the locker rooms.

"Ooh, Sam Braddock's gotta date." Lou snickered as he unbuttoned his jacket. Sam cut his eyes at him and laughed, "We're just hanging out—as friends."

"Mhmm. Whatever you say Mr. Braddock—whatever you say." Spike added as all the guys shook their heads and left Sam alone.

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She glanced once into the mirror, then back down at her wrists that she had wrapped before heading out to workout with the guys. She couldn't help but feel weaker than them. It was starting to get to her—the fact that whenever the guys lifted weights she couldn't beat them—the fact that when they slung their fist at something, it would shatter to pieces, but the most she could do would be to either break her hand or knock something over…"It's not fair anymore."

"Jules—." Ed chuckled her name as they all entered the gym. She tilted her head to the side as Greg walked in, not even caring what rude remark Ed was about to place on her.

"Who's ready for a weight trial?" He proposed as everyone groaned, Jules especially.

Each team member took their turn at lifting for a set amount of seconds. Ed excelled the whole time while Sam came in second, followed by Wordy, Lou, then Spike, and Jules in last.

"Dammit!" She yelled, slamming her palms against the metal barbell. She sat up and un-strapped her gloves, grasping her hands around them and storming off to her locker room.

The guys all looked around.

"You know she hates to loose." Greg chuckled once she was out of the room.

No one wanted to say anything, but over the past few weeks since she had returned from recovering from the shooting, she hadn't been herself. She couldn't take out a man twice her size as well anymore. During CQB she could still flip any man out there—but she'd end up on her face within seconds. She wasn't the same—at all.

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"Jules, why wont you just get over it? It was a weight trial—no big deal."

She leaned away from him as they sat on her couch drinking beer, "Sam, you don't get it. I'm supposed to be just as strong as you guys and if I cant do that, I shouldn't be on that team."

"Jules, you're not a guy and no one wants you to be one."

"Are you saying that girls cant be as good as guys?"

"No—I'm just telling you that you cant make yourself something that you're not. We all love you and you shouldn't beat yourself up about this. It was one trial."

"But Sam! This has gone on ever since I came back, I'm not myself. I should be able to keep up with you guys."

He shook his head and pulled her close to him, rocking her gently as she slowly pulled away. She got up in one quick step and marched off to her bedroom as Sam followed, distantly behind.

"Jules—what are you doing now?"

She glared into the mirror, "I look shrimpy—weak—beatable. I look like a wimp."

Sam wrapped his arms around her gently, "You look perfect."

"A woman that tries to be an SRU officer and cant even beat one man on her team isn't anywhere near perfect."

Pressing his lips to hers he stroked her hair gently, "You're adorable—you're not supposed to be a huge woman that scares everyone when she walks by, that's what Donna's for."

"I don't want to be adorable—I want to be strong and do my job right!" She slung her fists at his chest, knocking him to the floor in a single swing.

"Well damn—." He chuckled as he found his feet and lifted himself back up.

She smiled gently and took his hands in hers, "Sam—You always try and make me feel better—but this time it's different. I have to do something for myself and try to get myself back up to the same level as you guys."

Sam held smiled at her determination—but how far would she go to get what she wanted?

Too Be Continued….

Okay, so not very detailed or anything yet—I already have the next few chapters typed because I wanted to have something to post tomorrow night since its soooo hectic.

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