***A week later***
"Well at least you got time off." Jules sighed as she looked out the window of the plane, her thoughts getting lost in the clouds.
"Yeah—You think you're gonna get back into work once we get back into the city?"
She shrugged, "It'll take some time." With that she lifted her purse to her lap and pulled out a mirror, "The last real memory I have of him is this bruise—but at least its going away."
He nodded slowly, "You look fine, Jules. How are you feelin without the steroids?"
Jules let off another slight shrug, "I haven't had access to any—I haven't felt tempted to use them though."
Josh smiled and leaned over to hug her gently, "Everything will get back to normal for you."
She continued to stare out the window as she remembered telling Sam that nothing would ever go back to normal for her.
"You can put all of your things in the guest room." Jules stated as she opened the door to her house for the first time in weeks.
"Nice place—Thanks." He told her, carrying his bags down the hallway and dropping them on the bed.
"So—What do you want to do?" He asked as he walked back to the kitchen where she was standing, or rather leaning against the counter.
She looked up from her hands, "Stay away from everything—everyone."
"You should go talk to him." Josh smiled. "I'm sure he'd be glad to see you're back and okay. Did you ever tell him about dad?"
"I didn't tell anyone. I don't want him to see me with a bruise still on my face from what dad did to me. I don't want to have to explain myself to him."
Sam drove slowly through the streets of downtown, then headed towards Jules' neighborhood only to find her car out in the driveway other than in her garage.
She was home—and he knew it.
Sam pulled his truck over to the curb and headed towards her house, full speed ahead, knowing he didn't want to change his mind—but then again, he hadn't seen her in weeks, how would she react to seeing him again? She told him that she loved him—and that was stated in text for proof.
The doorbell rang in a monotone.
Jules stared up at Josh for a moment until he kissed her forehead and hugged her gently, "I'll give you two some time." He told her, walking off to the guest room.
She slowly stepped to the door to see Sam practically shaking with his heartbeat on the front step.
"Sam—." She mumbled, slowly opening the door.
He smiled softly, "Everything okay?"
After a silent moment she bit her lip and shook her head slowly, her straight glare turning into a frown as tears rand down her cheeks. She fell against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. "You wanna talk about it?"
She nodded and pulled away from the hug, wiping her eyes quickly and pulling him inside the house, closing the door. "My brother came back with me, he's somewhere around here."
Sam smiled. He knew that Jules had good terms with her brothers and could always count on them for everything.
They sat down on her couch together, Sam dragging her legs over top of his. "What's wrong Jules?"
She bit her lip and sighed, "My Dad died while I was up there."
Sam's expression dropped, seeing her give a non-emotional response surprised him. "I'm so, so sorry, Jules." He whispered, kissing her gently on the cheek and pulling her to him.
"A lot happened while I was there—but its all over now. I just—My life will never be normal after all of this steroid crap."
Sam shrugged, "I think you seem pretty okay to me. When was the last time you used them?"
"A week and half ago—but it was for a purpose. My brother and I—oh never mind." She sighed, no one would ever understand.
"But other than that—?"
"Weeks—I haven't even been tempted to use them."
Sam smiled and pulled her into a kiss, "I knew you could do it."
She was proud of herself for once. After all she had gone through the past few weeks, heck months—It felt good to finally be able to relax and know she wasn't doing something wrong.
"Sam—What I told you in that text—I meant."
Looking straight at her, he smiled softly, intertwining his hands with hers. "I'm so proud of you."
"I'm proud of myself." She giggled, moving her eyes to follow his hand as he stroked her hair. "What do you say we go see the team? They miss you more than anything, Jules."
She shrugged, "I don't know—It would be so awkward—."
"Come on—I went back after running away with you. They understand…all of us have our moments. It's one of the toughest jobs out there—and we're all gonna get lost sometime or another."
Jules smiled softly and kissed him gently on the lips, "I missed you so much." She whispered. He smiled in reply and kissed her once more gently. "I missed you more."
"Josh—this is Sam. Sam this is my brother, Josh." Jules introduced the two after Josh came out of hiding.
"So you're the guy that's been doing my little sister." He chuckled, shaking Sam's hand.
Sam laughed and raised his eyebrows as he pulled Jules to him.
"You guys look great together." He smiled, patting Sam on the shoulder.
"You wanna come with us to the station?" Jules asked Josh, as she and Sam got ready to leave. He nodded with a smile, "Sure—I'd like that."
"See! Look at that! Jules can get two guys and you cant even get one robot to like you." Lou laughed loudly as he and Spike worked on Babycakes.
"Jules—." Greg smiled, walking forward to hug her. His arms held her tightly as she was hugged against him. "It's great to see you."
"I missed you guys." Jules sighed, hugging the rest of them. "This is my brother, Josh, by the way."
"I remember you—You're the brother that came down here trying to force Jules to come home with you." Greg chuckled.
"She's the best sister in the world—I missed her like crazy…but I see she's got quite a protective family here that wouldn't ever let her get messed with." Josh smiled, wrapping his arm over her shoulder.
"You've got that right." Ed smiled along with the rest of the team. Jules was back where she belonged, finally—She had her team, family, and a man she loved—.
**********One month later **********
"You ready for your first day back?" Wordy asked as Jules joined them in the briefing room.
"You know it." She giggled, taking her seat between Ed and Sam.
"We all have rough spots in the job—but that's why we're a team. We're here to help each other through the tougher times." Greg spoke as he took a seat at the head of the table. Everyone smiled and nodded—While Sam's hand wrapped around Jules' under the table.
Over two months of no steroids—and with the support of her friends and family—Jules could get back into the field of work she loved.
Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger
More than ever, Hour after
Our work is never over.
The End.
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