A/N- just so there's no confusion about this chapter, the italics is when Jules is asleep and dreaming.

"Julianna! I thought I told you not to do that! You know that riding your bike down that hill is dangerous! And now look what's happened!"

Six year old Julianna Callaghan sat on the cold kitchen counter, holding her mother's hand as her father dapped at the blood running down her leg.

"I'm sorry daddy." She looked up at him, giving him the best puppy dog eyes she could manage. She knew that she had deliberately disobeyed her father's rules, and she knew that she would have consequences to face. But she also knew that her little girl act would make him soften up on her. She was his only daughter and therefore: a daddy's girl.

He looked down at her, his heart melted at the sight of his baby girl. Her eyes were big and wide, tears welling up in them. He was sure that it was all just a ruse that she used, but it worked every time. He would look into her big brown eyes just like her mother's, and he couldn't help himself.

"It's all right sweetheart. Just, next time remember what daddy says. Ok?"

The scene changed and the entire Callaghan family was dressed in black and was crying. They were standing outside in the hot sun, and could hear the birds chirping in the background. Eight year old Jules Callaghan was thinking that they were in the wrong setting, the wrong place for this kind of occasion. The weather shouldn't be so beautiful; the grass shouldn't be so green; the sky shouldn't be so blue, none of this should be so beautiful when the Callaghan family was mourning the loss of their most cherished family member. Their mother, Rose Callaghan.

The service started and immediately the tears started flowing down Jules' cheeks. She was only eight, far too young to lose her mother, and the way she thought of it, she had lost her father too. When Rose died, he completely shut down. Not making his kids supper or playing with them, he didn't even make sure that Jules had her bath. Her oldest brother was forced to take on the role of dad. He did his best but it was never the same. Jules would cry every night, wishing that her daddy would come wrap her up in his arms and tell her that everything would be alright but that never happened.

They were half way through the service when little Jules couldn't take it anymore. She let go of her brothers hand that she was gripping oh-so tightly on to, and pushed her way through the crowd and ran into the public washrooms.

Jack looked at Robbie, expecting him to go after her but instead Robbie said. "She needs you dad, not me." And focused his attention back to the service. Jack thought about his sons words. He knew that he hadn't been totally there for his kids lately but it was understandable right? He had lost the only person he had ever loved, the person that shared that deep connection with him, the person that made him feel alive. But all of a sudden, that person was gone, was no more. And he was crushed but that didn't mean that he could just drop everything. He still had responsibilities like his kids, like his little girl. And with that thought on his mind, he made his way to the washrooms.

"sweetheart? Are you in here?" he asked as he entered the woman's washroom.

He stopped and listened for her.

"Daddy?" a small and tremble voice called out from the third stall.

Jack walked down the row of stalls and lightly pushed opened the door. Jules was sitting on the floor, curled up in a ball.

"Oh honey…" he said as she started to cry again. He pulled her off the floor and into his arms, the feeling that she had been longing for. "Don't cry sweetheart, don't cry."

"I miss her so much daddy….. And I miss you to." She said her voice barley a whisper.

"I'm right here baby. I didn't go anywhere." He told her, not understanding what she meant.

"Yes you did. You never play with me anymore and you don't hold me when I cry at bed time."

Jack's heart broke. He hadn't realized how much his daughter needed him. "I'm so sorry baby. I'm just so sad."

"But I'm sad too daddy and I need you to help me not be sad." Jules mumbled into his chest.

"I promise you that I will help you princess, and I'm so sorry that I haven't. I don't want you to be sad. It's okay to miss mommy but you need to remember that she's in a better place now."

"Heaven?"

"That's right, she's in Heaven sweetie."

"I'm still sad daddy."

"It's okay sweetheart, we'll be sad together."

Jules looked up at him and grabbed his face in her small hands. "I love you daddy."

"I love you too princess, I love you too."

And with that the scene changed again. This one wasn't like the other two. Jules was seventeen and was arguing with her father.

"That's not fair dad! There is absolutely no good reason why I can't go to Shawn's party!"

"Yes there is Jules! I have my reasons."

"Why? Do you not trust me?"

He hated it when she played that card. "You know I trust you Jules."

"Then what's the problem? All my friends are going and their parents don't seem to have a problem with it?"

"Jules." Her father warned. "I said no."

"Come on dad! This is stupid! I've been to plenty of other parties. What so wrong with this one?"

"Jules, don't make me get mad. I gave you an answer."

But Jack knew his daughter and he knew that she was not about to give up without a reason.

"Why won't you at least tell me why I can't go?"

"Cause I don't like that boy Jules! Okay? There's your answer!"

She just stood there and looked at him. "Are you kidding me? You won't let me go to the party of the year 'cause you don't like the person that's hosting it!"

"Yep, that's right." He turned and started to walk away.

"I'm going dad."

He stopped in his tracks and turned to face her. "No. you. Are. Not. Do you understand me Julianna?"

"No, I don't dad, I don't understand. You said that you trust me and you know that I've never come home drunk-"

"You're damn right you've never come home drunk!"

"Whatever dad, I'm going to that party. You can't stop me." Jules walked away from her father and went up to her bedroom.

Jack was left standing there as he sighed to himself. How he wished his wife was still there to help him with their teenage daughter.

And one more time, the scene changed. But Jules wasn't at home this time. She was at the police academy, sitting in between her new friends Michelangelo Scarlatti and Lewis Young. They were listening to the head sergeant talk about the responsibilities of being a cop.

"-always on your "A" game, you must know where you are at ALL times, Never let the subject get your gun, Never assume-"

"Jules, Jules! Come on, wake up! Don't do this to us! Wake up Jules!"

Jules lay in her hospital bed, still not moving but aware that people were talking to her. Her mind was clouded with what seemed like a thick layer of fog. She tried to speak but found that her tongue was thick and heavy, making it impossible to talk. Instead, she tried opening her eyes. She cracked them somewhat but closed them quickly at the blinding white hospital light. She heard commotion and felt someone touch her hand. She tried opening her eyes again with little success.

"Hey constable. Welcome back!" It was Nurse McNally who had entered the room. She noticed Jules trying to open her eyes. "Try to open them bit by bit. I've heard that it helps."

Jules did as the nurse told her and sure enough, she had managed to open her eyes. She looked over to McNally just in time to see her adding pain medication into her I.V.

"Naaoooo." She tried to speak. She didn't want any more medication, it would just make her fall back to sleep and that was not what she wanted.

"What's that constable?" McNally asked her.

"Druuuuggs."

"Umm… yes, these drugs will help your pain."

"Nooo druugsss." She said a bit more clearly this time.

For the first time since she had woken up, her dad came and spoke to her.

"The drugs will help you feel better sweetheart." He said as he put his hand on hers.

"Noo." She tried again, but it was too late, she was already slipping back into unconsciousness.

When Jules woke up again, she realized that she was the only one in her hospital room. The bright lights that had been on before were turned off, so she assumed that it was night time. She fought against the pain to sit up but only managed to het half way up before the pain became unbearable. She concentrated on her breathing, tried to even it out so that she could ease some of the pain. She looked at her surroundings; this was definitely your typical hospital room. Boring white wall that were so clean they looked like they were shining, a single hospital bed in the middle of the room and lots of machines.

She looked to the right and noticed a glass of water sitting on a small table. She reached for it and let out a small yelp as pain shot out of her chest and through her whole body.

Nurse McNally was walking by and happened to notice Jules. She entered her room and passed her the glass of water, which Jules took willingly.

"Looks like you're finally awake! You must be starving; you slept a full twelve hours! And I can't believe all the meds that you're-"

Great. A nurse that won't shut up! Jules thought to herself and the nurse kept rambling on.

"-And getting shot not once but twice! That's just insane! And it must be so much more worse this time know that you're pregnant! But don't worry-"

Jules swore her heart stopped beating for a second. There was no way that she was pregnant! The nurse must have made a mistake.

"And I just can't believe that-"

"Excuse me; did you just say that I'm pregnant?"

The nurse looked at Jules shocked expression and realized her huge mistake.

"Oh my god! You didn't know?"

A/N- Jules is finally awake! I'm thinking about bringing some Jam into this story :) so give me a review telling me how the chapter was and if you like the Jam idea or not!