Where have I been?

Well… I have been gawking at these incredible episodes, and I've been sick all week…

Enjoy!

Greg stared at her for a moment, "You what?"

She slammed her palms to her forehead, "Boss—I said it, I need help."

"I'm glad you understand that Jules. I want you to know that I'll support you—the entire force will support you."

Jules glanced up at him, "I don't want them to know."

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She stepped silently past Donna and opened her locker, neither of them saying a word.

"What are you doing?" Donna asked suddenly.

Jules shoved articles of loose clothing into her bag, she then unlatched her gun from her holster and laid it on the counter, jerking the clip out and laying it to the side.

"Jules!" She yelled, grabbing her shoulder furiously.

"Don't touch me." Jules snapped.

Donna pulled away slowly, "Then tell me what the hell you're doing. You didn't get—."

"No I didn't get fired—I'm getting help. I'm not going to do this to myself."

She nodded, "So—you're going somewhere?"

With a single swing, Jules closed her locker and turned, "Yep, and no one here is going to know except my boss. You tell anyone—."

Donna shook her head, "Don't worry."

Jules jerked her bag from the counter and walked out, walking past the briefing room where her team sat—waiting for her return, and Greg being the only one that knew where she was.

"Guys just leave her alone. She needs a little time off and we're going to give her that."

Sam looked skeptical of the situation.

When the entire team let out to go home he stayed behind, "Sarge—."

"Sam, I've told you all I can tell you. If she wanted you guys to know—she would have told you herself."

"You know where the hell she's going and you wont tell me. I'm closer to her than anyone else on this team. I need to know where she is!"

"She's not ten, Sam. She doesn't want you guys protecting her."

Sam slammed his hands down on the table, "But Boss! I'm not protecting her as a little sister like the other guys—I love her and I'm supposed to protect her."

"She's fine, Sam. There's nothing to worry about." Greg spoke, keeping his focus on reading a file, just praying that Sam would walk away.

"Sarge you just don't get it!"

"Sam calm down." He stood up, shaking his head, "Sarge, I need to know where she is."

Greg nodded, "I understand. Listen, if you just wait a few days…you might hear from her. Sam, for her sake—just leave it alone."

Not only did he give her a few days…he gave her two weeks until he started to panic.

"I've gotta find her." He yelled, shoving things into his locker.

"Sam—Are you guys still—you know—a thing?" Spike asked wearily. Sam shrugged, "She isn't here to worry about it, so I have no clue."

Each guy looked at each other. "I'm sure she'll come home soon." Wordy smiled and patted Sam's shoulder on the way out.

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It had been exactly two weeks until she left. No one had told him where she went and he was in full on panic mode trying to find her. That was until he finally found her… "Thank God for phone GPS." He smiled as he finally knew where she was—he was going to get her back.

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"Sir she cant except any visitors at the moment." The old lady at the desk yelled.

He slammed his fists onto the front desk, "I just drove two hours to find my girlfriend. I want to see her—I need to see her!"

"I'm really sorry Sir—."

He glanced around, biting his lip as he had to find a way to get to her... A police badge wasn't going to get him past this woman. He nodded in defeat and turned from the door—until he saw her.

A smile grew across his face when he watched her standing there, a shocked look in her eyes that turned into a grin. She didn't know whether to run over to him or to turn away—but her mind was made up when she found herself around his waist, the old lady yelling at them—she felt like she was back where she belonged.

"Why the hell did you leave me?" Sam chuckled, kissing her gently. She smiled as her feet hit the floor, "I'm sorry—I just—I needed some time."

"Well I miss you more than anything in the world—."

She shrugged and took his hand, "Come here." She breathed, walking him over to a table where they both sat down. He glanced at the worried look in her eyes. "We miss you so—."

"Sam, I'm not coming back."

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