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Power Rangers belongs to Haim Saban and Nickelodeon and Flashpoint belongs to CBS and anyone else affiliated with the show. I only own the plot. Reference to my fic "Not Him" and "Turbo: A Power Rangers Movie".
"'Hey guys'"? That's all you've got to say to us?" Sam demanded.
"Don't talk to her like that," Katherine snapped, her Australian accent back in full force as she, Jason, and Tommy stood up. Ed and Greg watched as they positioned themselves around Jules, flanking her. Almost like they're protecting her, Ed thought to himself.
"You're not her sister. Who are you?" Sam demanded.
"She is my sister. You just wouldn't understand how she's my sister," Jules snapped.
"Easy, Ptera," Tommy murmured.
"Jules, what's going on here?" Ed asked. "Who are these guys exactly?" he questioned.
"We could ask you the same thing," Jason retorted.
"Jase, it's okay…that's my boss," Jules answered.
"Your boss?" the others asked.
"Yeah. This is Ed Lane, Greg Parker, and Sam Braddock," she introduced. "Guys, these are my best friends, Jason, Katherine, and Tommy," she continued. Hearing the slight catch in her voice when mentioning Tommy, Sam looked at her in confusion. Could he be the guy that she's not over? he wondered, staring at the man who wore a white shirt that had trim with a green and red jacket with black jeans. The woman beside him was wearing blue jeans and a pink shirt.
"Nice to meet you," Greg said.
"Likewise," Jason responded. Ed looked at the man who was wearing a red shirt with gold trim and black jeans. Though becoming relaxed, he, Tommy, and Katherine still stood in front of their friend protectively.
"How'd you know she was in here?" Sam wondered. The four looked at each other.
"You wouldn't understand," Jules answered shortly. "Look, Sam do you mind waiting outside while I brief with the Sarge and Boss?" she continued. Sam stared in disbelief.
"You're kicking me out?" he asked.
""Do you really blame me?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Obviously we need to talk about a few things," Greg said. The last thing we need is for them to start fighting, he thought.
"There's nothing to talk about. Jules ignored protocol by refusing to acknowledge that we had the solution," Sam retorted.
"We had no solution! You had no idea what we were dealing with, I did!" Jules yelled, sitting up as straight as she could.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Hospital, remember?" Jason quickly interjected.
"The subject was volatile, we had to act quickly!" Sam reminded her.
"I had everything under control! A few minutes more and everything would've been okay!" Jules told him.
"You don't know that! It was better that I took the solution! I mean, come on! He was unstable and whacked out! He was better off dead!" Sam yelled. Everyone froze and Ed and Greg looked at the young officer. Oh, kid. Was that ever the wrong thing to say, Ed thought to himself, wincing internally.
"Get out," Jules said softly.
"Jules-" Sam reached out to touch her wrist, but she jerked away.
"Get out! I don't want to see you!" she screamed, throwing her pillow at him.
"Ptera, Ptera, calm down," Tommy soothed, placing his hands on her shoulder.
"You think it was easy for him! He knew what he had just done! He was probably awake for some of it! Did you ever think about that!" Jules shouted.
"Jules, take it easy," Greg said firmly.
"What about me, Sam! Would you have shot me?" Jules continued.
"Easy, Ptera," Jason murmured in her ear.
"You would never act like that," Sam defended himself.
"I did! It happened a lot in high school! And I nearly killed my friends once! You think it's easy fighting mind control?" Jules snapped. Sis, stop! You're going to blow our cover, Katherine berated. Jules let out a ragged breath.
"Just…get…out, Sam. I can't talk to you anymore. I don't want to see you," she said, lying back down.
"Jules-" Sam said, but was stopped by Tommy.
"You heard the lady, get out," he told him. Sam just stared at his superiors.
"Sam, maybe you better go," Ed said softly.
"Come on, walk with me," Greg stated. Still grumbling, Sam allowed Greg to walk him out of the room.
"Now, what was that all about?" Greg asked. Sam blew out a breath.
"I don't know, Boss. She's been acting weird ever since we faced the subject," he answered.
"Yeah, I heard over the com. She was acting a bit strange," the older man agreed.
"And now with her friends…" Sam's voice trailed off into a sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair. Back in the hospital room, Ed had pulled up a chair, but remained standing.
"So, you were kind of hard on Sam," he noted.
"Oh, please. He had no idea what he was talking about. He's a civilian," Jules stated.
"What?" Ed questioned. What does she mean? He's a cop, just like her, he thought. Jules looked to her friend who nodded their consent. She blew out a breath and then once more, sat up.
"Ed, I've got something to tell you."