Jules glared at him for a moment, a crooked stare breaking between them. "What are you saying?"
"I—I have to go to work Jules—I cant give up my job."
"So, you're leaving me?"
"I didn't say that—I want you to come back with me."
She shook her head, "I'm not going. Nobody can change my mind."
"But Jules, we need you out there—Please? Please just go get in the car and we can head back to Toronto. I'll stay with you and we can get you through all of this—together."
She walked around the room, throwing on a new shirt and changing into jeans. "Jules, what the hell are you doing?"
"I'm out of here. Go back to work—I don't need you."
Sam jerked her arm, "Let's just go back together!"
"No—." She stated solidly, grabbing her back and hanging it over her shoulder. She walked up to him and placed her hand on his cheek, pulling him lower to kiss him gently, "I'm sorry Sam." She turned and walked out of the motel room, dashing down the hall.
Damn it. "Jules—Get back here—Don't do this." Sam yelled, chasing after her. She paced quickly through the front doors, running over to the taxi. "I need to get to the airport." She stated, "Fast—."
"Jules!" Sam yelled, seeing her glance back once and climb into the taxi. Before he could make his way to it—the yellow cab was lit up and headed towards the highway.
"Damn it Sam—Why?"
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"I need a ticket to Medicine Hat—."
"Okay Ma'am—let me see when the next flight out is."
Jules stood at one of the ticket desks of the smaller airport, getting antsy as she tried to stand still. She kept checking over her shoulder to make sure Sam hadn't found her—and was thankful when the lady handed her a ticket.
"The next flight leaves in about 20 minutes—you're in luck."
Jules nodded and grabbed her Passport and ticket, taking her back on her arm and walking over to a chair. She slipped her hand into her purse to check her phone.
7 missed calls.
It was only 8:20 am.
Missed Call: Sam 7:39 am
Missed Call: Sam 7:43 am
Missed Call: Sam 7:45 am
Missed Call: Sam 7:49 am
Missed Call: Sam 7:53 am
Missed Call: Sam 7:58 am
Missed Call: Sarge 8:06 am
She sunk down into the chair, glancing at the fact that Sam had probably called Greg back and told him to attack her with a phone call.
"Hey Boss—You called?"
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"Everything okay Jules?" He asked in a worried tone.
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She sighed, "Yeah, everything's just fine."
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"Well that's not what I heard. Where are you?"
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"I'm just out—I'm fine Boss, really."
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Greg shrugged, "According to Sam you ran off. Wanna tell me why you don't wanna come back and see me?"
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She giggled and softened her tone, "I just need a little time alone Sarge, Okay?"
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"Just be safe, okay? You got your gun with you?"
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"No—I'm fine without it."
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"Just—take care of yourself, Jules. You know how much we all love you, right? Get somewhere safe and just calm down for a moment. Sam's worried to death about you. I haven't told the other guys whats going on so I'm just going to keep it between us three. You call me if you need anything—And I mean that. I can come get you if you want me to."
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"Boss, I'm okay. I don't need anything—You guys just get to work. I'm good."
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Greg nodded, "I'll check in on you later—you better answer your phone or I'll send Mr. Lane after you."
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She laughed, Greg could always make her laugh at the most stressful moments, "Okay—Okay. Bye Sarge."
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"Bye Jules—Be careful."
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"Flight 391 to Medicine Hat is now boarding." The speaker announced.
Jules gathered her things and headed towards the terminal—She was going home.
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Sam drove frantically back to Toronto. His main attempt was to get Greg to help him find her—but little did he know that he allowed her to continue to leave.
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The plane ride was short—but worth it. Arriving at the airport in the town she grew up in was like a million memories thrown into one. She remembered the day that she said goodbye to it all and headed to the city.
"You're really gonna leave, aren't you?" Her oldest brother, Josh, chuckled.
"I'll come back—I promise."
He shook his head, "No you wont you little runt—You'll leave us all here in the dust. You be safe now, ya hear?"
She smiled and nodded, him pulling his little sister into his arms, "Call me when you get to your new apartment. I want to make sure you're okay."
Her flight was called moments later.
"See you at Thanksgiving?" He asked. She nodded and turned away—heading off to start her new life away from her past.
"Hey Sis!" He called out, causing her to look back. He chucked a small frame over to her. "Don't forget what I look like." He laughed. She smiled as she glanced down to see the picture of she and her brothers all playing together. "Don't worry—." She sighed as a tear ran down her cheek. She walked back over to him and hugged him tightly—him kissing the top of her head gently, "I wont." She stated.
He nodded and sent her off. "Sis—Watch your back out there."
She glanced around as she walked through the terminal, "Hey Sis—." A voice called out. She turned away and looked down, knowing it was just flashbacks coming to her mind. Jules headed over to the desk to call a taxi.
"Sis!" The voice repeated.
She turned around just as someone jerked her into a hug. "Its been ten years since you promised to come back you runt."
Her oldest brother's arms were tightly around her, "Josh?"
"And I haven't seen you in over three years. What are you doing here?" He smiled, pulling her within arms length.
A tear ran down her cheek suddenly, "I just—I just needed to come back for a while. You know—get away. What are you doing here?"
"I'm working here now—Airport security. After so many years with the RCMP my knees gave out and I figured it was time to take a few steps back. So, which guy do I need to smack for making you run home to us?"
She giggled, "I missed you so much."
"You didn't answer my question." He chuckled, rocking her in his arms.
"I'm fine—Just glad to be home."
He nodded, "I'm gonna go tell my Boss that I'm gonna head home for the day. Go take a seat."
"Oh, back to bossing me around I see?" She laughed.
"You know it." He chuckled, walking past her as she took a seat and waited for him to return.
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"Boss-where is she?"
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"Sam, she's fine—Just leave it alone and come back."
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Sam gave up, he threw his phone down in the passenger seat and kept driving. It wasn't fair to him that he didn't know where she was—but it wasn't fair to her to continue to follow her around.
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"So—this is a pretty big surprise—where should we go?" Josh asked her as they rode down the street.
"You're living with Dad right now, right?"
Josh chuckled, "Yeah—After Stephanie and I broke off our engagement, I've been living off of Dad ever since."
"And what about Jerry, Matt, and Sean?"
"Jerry's living with a single mom and her daughter—they're getting very close. I think he was actually going to ask her to get married and then he woosed out. Sean is working for the RCMP again—still trying to take over his little sister's records. Then Matt was living with Dad and I for a while, now he's on his own in Calgary. I saw him last year—he was lookin well."
She giggled, "I missed you guys a lot. How's Dad?"
"The old man's been getting sick a lot. I've been helping him around the farm. But other than that he's doing okay. So—tell me—How are you?"
She sighed, "I'm fine. I finally moved out of my apartment and bought a house. All the guys on the team are what keeps me moving every day."
"Any boys I should know about?"
Jules laughed and glanced over to him, "You always worried about me and boys—but yeah, one of my teammates."
"Ooh, someone's become a dare devil, going against the rules?"
"Sort of—But for a time we weren't." She shrugged. None of her family ever knew about her being shot—ever—Greg had sworn to not call her father because she knew he wouldn't want her going back out there due to the physical and mental issues being shot would send off to her.
"What?" Josh asked as they slowed to the stoplight. Jules looked out the window for a moment then back over to him. She lifted the side of her shirt slowly. "Nice scar runt, what did you do?"
"HK G3."
He slammed on brakes at the next light, "What!?"
"A bullet decided to join my liver."
"Why didn't you call me—or dad—or somebody?"
She shook her head, "I didn't want any of you guys to worry about me."
"Jules, you're my baby sister—of course I'm going to worry about you. Every day I get up and walk down stairs, I walk right past your old room and I think about how much you risk every day by going out there. How bad was it?"
"It was out for a few months. I just got back a few weeks ago—Its been pretty okay."
He looked over to see a weary look on her face, "You sure about that?"
She nodded slowly, "Yeah—Its just been rough getting my body back to be able to keep up and stuff."
"I'm sure you're just fine. Remember when you were seven and you broke your arm in a fight with that kid, Cody?"
Jules giggled, "Yeah—and after three weeks of wearing a cast—I finished that fight the day I got it taken off."
"You'll be fine. You've always been a tough one—." He laughed, shaking her shoulder as they pulled into the driveway.
"You guys haven't changed it in 10 years?"
He shook his head and climbed out of the truck, "Nope—Now lets head inside. Dad's gonna freak when he sees you. You've grown up—."
"It's been five years since I last saw Dad—I hope he remembers he has a daughter."
"Trust me—He remembers that he has a daughter." He chuckled, placing a hand on her back and leading her to the front door.
"Hey Pa, get down here—." Josh yelled, "Hold on Boy—I'm coming." His father replied slowly making his way down the hallway and towards the stairs.
Jules' ankles trembled as she waited to see her dad for the first time in years. So much had happened to her in just these past few months that maybe it was good for her to bring back the past.
"Stay here." Josh told her, walking around the corner. He helped their father down the steps, a man growing older as his children did too.
"Daddy?" She whispered, seeing her father light up.
"Julianna—." He mumbled back, letting go of his son's arm and walking slowly over to her. He traced a finger through her dark hair and smiled, "Is it really you?"
She nodded, "Yeah Dad—Its really me." Jules giggled as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close, "What brings you home?"
"Just wanted to get away for a while. How are you doing?"
"Age is taking its toll on me. You look good though—how's work?"
She sighed and nodded, "Its going good. It's nice to come home though. I missed you, Dad."
"I missed you too baby girl." He stuttered, holding her tightly to not let go. "Every day I wake up knowing that you're out there working such a dangerous job…but then I realize what a tough little girl you are."
"I'm not a little girl anymore dad—." She stated, hugging him once more. "But I'm glad you think of me."
"Well, I just don't know what I'd do if anything ever happened to you."
She sighed, smiled, and turned to the stairs, "I'm gonna go make a phone call—I'll be back in a few." She told them. They both nodded and watched her make her way upstairs.
"Sam?"
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"Jules—Thank God you're okay. Where are you?"
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"I just needed to get away for a bit, okay? I just—I really need some time Sam."
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He gave in and nodded, "Well I'm glad you're okay. You call me if you need anything."
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"Tell the boss that I'm okay—I'm really sorry about earlier."
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Sam sighed, "Don't worry about it. I'll see you soon, right?"
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"Of course." She spoke softly, hanging up.
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"Who was that…" Josh chuckled at the doorway of the bathroom where she was hiding.
"No one—." She giggled and traced out of the room, "Eavesdropping like always?"
"You know it—Have you seen your room yet?"
"Nope." She smiled, as he took her hand and led her down the hallway. The light switched on quickly but flickered once. "You've changed—haven't you?"
She grinned and nodded, slowly walking into her old bedroom. "You never changed it."
"We couldn't—."
She walked over and sat down on her old bed, taking one of the light pink pillows into her arms. "Josh—." She stated.
"Yeah?" He asked, sitting down next to her and grabbing her stuffed dog from where it rested on the headboard.
"I've been through a lot these past few weeks."
"You aren't yourself at all—Wanna tell me what's going on? We can keep it between us."
She nodded, "I—When I—When I returned from recovery, I wasn't keeping up as well because I hadn't been working out for a while. I needed to get back into the swing of things." She paused and looked over at him with weary eyes, "I did steroids—."
So…. This chapter became a tad bit long…oops. Well, I haven't updated in a while so I decided to throw a lot into the chapter. Haha. I was trying to get away from the whole Sam and Jules things… So I pulled her family into it… mwwaahaha.
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