"No." The woman said thoughtfully, "I want that baby, and I'm going to take her. I couldn't care less what happened to her." She nudged Jules's leg with her foot…

"That team is going to regret everything that happened that day. And they're going to remember this day for the rest of their sorry lives."

The Team

They heard it all through the ear piece Jules was wearing. This woman wanted Jules and Sam's baby. It wasn't Jules they were after at all.
As far as they knew, Jules was safe at the moment, pretending to be unconscious. But, she couldn't stay that way forever.
It sounded like her captors were planning a non-professional C-Section. If these people weren't sure what they were doing, they could very easily kill Jules and Sadie.
Sam was tensely staring out the window, he felt he could be sick at any second, but he kept in check, knowing that his wife and daughters' life depended on it.
"We need to get more information before we jump in there."
That rose alarm in Sam, "Boss, they're going to kill them!"
"Sam, I know their intentions, but it wouldn't help anything for us to rush in there unprepared, you know that. I need you to stay objective here."
It took every fiber of his being to do as Sarge said,
"Right, right, you're right." He said, detached from his body.
This time it was the rest of the team that felt the change in him.
"Ed…" Wordy said, looking back to the car behind him and Spike. The way Sam spoke was just how a soldier would react to a situation like this, he was shutting down, shutting out all of his emotions.
"I know." Ed replied, and turned his mic off,
"Sam." He said, Sam didn't reply.
"Sam, turn off your radio."
"Ed, I'm-"
"Good?" He finished Sam's sentence, "Turn it off Sam, that's an order."
Sam sighed inwardly, but he couldn't refuse an order, especially now, he clicked off his mic.
He looked over to Ed,
"You shouldn't do that. It's not healthy."
"Do what?" Sam asked quietly.
"Shut yourself down, the way you just did. That isn't what needs to happen right now, Jules and Sadie need you here, fully here."
"I am." Sam whispered in a reply, his body still stiff.
"Not when you do that. Staying objective means controlling the overwhelming emotions and doing everything you can to stay thinking clearly."

Sam sighed, seemingly pained, conflicted.
"Come back to us, Sam. Push it back, we need you, so does your family."
Those were the words he needed to hear, he took a deep breath, it was instinct. Everything in him told him to forget the motions and work with skill and detachment. That's what he knew. But, right now, he needed to be in the right state of mind, and this wasn't it. He took a deep breath, his chest had tightened almost painfully.
"Okay, okay." He rasped, and slowly Ed saw his body relax.
He took a deep breath, "Now, stay with us Sam. Stay objective. Like I said, we need you right now."
Sam nodded, and they proceeded to turn their mics back on.
Conversations continued as normal, as they raced to follow the invisible path that was the trace in the phone Jules currently possessed.

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Jules
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"No." The woman said thoughtfully, "I want that baby, and I'm going to take her. I couldn't care less what happened to her." She nudged Jules's leg with her foot…

"That team is going to regret everything that happened that day. And they're going to remember this day for the rest of their sorry lives."
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"How?" The male asked,
"Pitocin." The woman replied, "It's a drug used to jump-start labor."
No, no, no. Jules thought, refusing the urge to puke.
"We're on our way Jules." Ed said.
"How do you know it won't kill the baby? Kirsten, this isn't safe." He asked.
"Stop asking me questions before I shove this needle up your ass." The woman growled.
"You're giving it to her now?" The man asked.
"What did I say?" The woman screeched making a lunge at the man, scaring him back, Jules peeked her eyes open slightly the woman was shaking, showing all signs of stepping over a breaking point and entering a lethal mind set.
The man stepped back, hands raised, and the woman, made a move towards the man and he flinched. She snickered, and handed him the needle.
"Give it to her." She growled.
"You want me to give it to her?" He asked sarcastically.
The woman smiled sweetly, too sweetly, and Jules heard another set of footsteps, and the sound of a gun cock, she closed her eyes again.
"Jack." The man choked, "Okay, okay."
Jules heard him approach her, and she tensed slightly,
"What the fuck?" He said, shocked.
"Guys." He warned, and she heard it go silent in the room.
They must see him. Chuck. Whatever the hell his name is.
Sadie kicked within her, and Jules was sure that it was her racing heart that had set her unborn daughter off.
"Be careful." Wordy warned in her ear, they knew that they weren't close enough, and Jules didn't have much time left.
She chose that moment to kick out, and she hit the smaller male in the kneecap, breaking his leg.
The man beside him was closer than she'd suspected, and she just barely avoided the gun he swung at her head. Once again, she kicked him in between his legs, and his mouth opened in a silent o, before he dropped to the ground, gripping his groin.
She went to turn, just in time to feel a sharp sting in her side.
She looked down, and the breath left her as she pulled the syringe out, the medicine no longer in it.
No. She thought miserably, as she met the woman's eyes,
"What did you give her?" The man gasped as he stood again, staggering. The other man still lay on the ground, gripping his broken leg.
"It's a sedative."
"Shit, fuck." The man on the ground whispered, and Jules struggled to keep her eyes open,
"Phone." The man on the ground gasped, and Jules tensed as she fell to her knees, attempting to conceal the phone, but the man moved her aside easily.
The man picked up the phone,
"Fuck." He growled, "Kirsten, leave your phone here." He said, and took his out as well, throwing it the ground.
Jules murmured something incoherent, and then the darkness that had been lining the edges of her vision, completely consumed her…
"We're leaving."