I didn't think i would be able to update till Wednesday but here ya go! I skipped doing my legal studies assignment to do this so if i fail legal studies, i blame fan fiction!
Sam froze for a moment.
Not Jules? Surely, not Jules!
"Wait…you…this…" He couldn't get out a full sentence. Besides, this was Jules he was talking about. She was the strongest woman he knew, heck, she was the strongest person he knew. Not just physically but emotionally too.
Jules wiped away a few more tears.
"Would you be able to carry her up to the guest room?" There she went again, changing the subject.
Sam nodded as he lifted Casey up and gently placed her on the bed.
He turned to face Jules who was now leaning up against the door frame.
"Why is the back of your head bleeding Sam?" She spoke calmly, there was no need to get angry at him after the day they had.
"It's a long story; I'd rather know why this is hitting close to home for you"
She shut her eyes and shook her head gently.
"Let's just say, I don't think any of my brothers or my dad will be getting an invitation to our wedding" She was able to force a smile upon her face when deep down inside she knew she just wanted to crawl up into a ball and cry.
Sam walked over to the door frame as he leaned against it too, only inches away from her face.
"Your dad hit you?" Sam decided to ignore the SRU manual and get straight to the point. This was the woman he loved, he didn't have time to get inside her brain and manipulate her, he just wanted a straight answer.
Surprisingly Jules let out a small giggle. How she could laugh at a time like this escaped Sam but it calmed him to see she was somewhat happy.
"No…My brother did" She let out a small sigh as she came to the realization that she was now going to have to share with Sam her life story.
They both turned around to look at Casey as she rolled over under the blankets.
Jules kept her eyes on Casey the entire time as she continued her story.
"It started off as fun you know, we would play wrestling and I would end up with some bruises but nothing major. Then as he got to about 12 or 13, the game turned serious and he would hold me down as he beat the crap out of me"
She looked back up at Sam who had a deep look of concern spread across his face. As much as he hated hearing the story and as much as it tore him up inside, he had to know.
"This was after my mum died so my dad just thought he was releasing his emotions. So he pretty much ignored it. I always had to cover my body up when I went to school, my dad had to pull me out of gymnastics because I was so weak. It wasn't until my brother went off to college that my dad finally admitted that it was a mistake." She felt herself get angrier by the second.
"And you grew up to be the toughest sniper in all of Canada…without any help from your family. Jules, you are an amazing woman and I know that you're gonna help Casey get through this."
He wiped her fringe out of her eyes.
"I hate it when you make me cry" They each let out small laugh before closing the door and heading off to bed.
It wasn't long before the sun shone through the bedroom windows and blinded Jules. She rolled over to see Sam's side of the bed empty.
He was a light sleeper and never slept well after stressful days and it was safe to say that their day had been quite stressful.
She made her way downstairs towards the kitchen where she could hear a mixture of pans and cutlery.
"Keep stirring until it get's really gooey" Sam whispered, obviously trying not to wake Jules up who was now quietly observing from the doorway.
She watched as Sam helped Casey stir and even let her have some taste tests. In the end, Sam thought it would be amusing to wipe some of the pancake batter onto Casey's face which inevitably led to half the batter being poured onto Sam's head.
Jules couldn't contain her laughter any longer which turned out to be a bad idea. Sam wouldn't allow for her to stay clean while pancake mixture dripped off his hair. Casey chased Jules around the kitchen before being caught by Sam and she stood helplessly as Casey tipped the rest of the mixture over her head.
Usually being smothered in sticky mixtures didn't put Jules in a good mood but it was safe to say, this was the happiest Jules had felt in years. Sam and Casey were legitimately happy. Days earlier Casey had been physically and emotionally hurt by her own father and yet here she was showing maturity well beyond her years and actually enjoying her life. Sam tried to hide the guilt he felt towards his sister's situation but as he watched Casey's smile grow, the guilt slowly lifted.
Jules looked around the kitchen; there was flour and eggs everywhere. Clearly no recipe had been followed but she didn't care. She was covered in goo…but she didn't care. She just wanted this moment to last forever. So, naturally she grabbed the camera and sat it on the counter. She turned the timer on and hugged Sam and Casey close. She would treasure that photo for the rest of her life.
Before any of them had a chance to clean up, the doorbell rang. Sam wiped off as much of the pancake batter as he could as he opened the door. There was Maya holding Ariel tightly in her arms.
He barely even had the chance to let out a hello before she let out in a small hurried sentence,
"Is Kiana with you?"
No, please God no, not again.
Dun dun duuuun. Yes...yes i am evil.