A\N Thank you so, so much to everybody who has been reading and reviewing this story. It means so much to me. The first part of this chapter (up until Jules' house) was edited my the wonderful Cythera .of .Naxen (usually with no spaces). The rest was added after and is not edited. I added it thanks to the help of a website that Tinkerpanda gave to me, so I hope everything is correct and I hope its in-character.
Disclaimber: I do not own Flashpoint, CTV or CBS
Warnings: You may not want to read as your eating or just after you ate (morning sickness)
Spoilers: None
Wordy's Warning
"Sam, you're going to be my second."
"Me? Sarge don't you think Jules needs the practice?"
"Watch it rookie." Jules threatened.
"Ed, maybe Sam should be Sierra Two."
"Fine, Braddock you're with me." Ed clapped the younger man on the shoulder.
Jules glared after Sam as he left.
"Sam!" Wordy jogged after Sam, after their mission was over. "Sam." He quickly placed a hand on Sam's arm preventing him from approaching Jules. "Ride with Spike and I back to the station."
"Thanks Wordy but I-"
"Give her some time." Wordy directed Sam away from Jules. "She just needs some time. Good call, though protecting her."
"She didn't-"
"No." Wordy shook his head smiling. "I've known for a week. You can tell; her face, the way she's always tired, her mood, the way she's always going to the bathroom and she's showing."
"You're a father." Sam sighed.
"You tell Ed and the Sarge yet."
"No, Jules won't talk to me about it, she's going to get herself killed or-she's just so-"
"I think Spike's the only one who doesn't have a clue." Wordy chuckled.
"Ed knows?"
"I'm pretty sure."
"Look Sam, I'm not going to tell you what to do but, if Jules doesn't say anything soon, you should tell them."
"She'd kill me."
"I'm surprised she hasn't already." Wordy admitted, not able to catch the younger man's eye as he was to distracted looking at Jules. "Go. I'll see you back at the station."
"Hey Jules, wait up!" Sam quickly jumped in the passenger seat of the SUV Jules was taking back to the station.
"Go away Sam!" Jules fumed with anger.
"Nope!" Sam shook his head, also finding himself angry. "You're going to get yourself hurt Jules, you need you be at home, safe."
"Sam!" Jules refused to look at him. "I am not telling anybody and neither are you."
"Jules." Sam shook his head, "You're pregnant, you're already showing and, soon everybody will know and then you will be off and Ed and Sarge will be mad at you, for not telling them sooner."
"Sam, this job is all I know how to do! I've worked years for this, I am not ready to give it up!"
"Sorry." Sam shrugged his shoulders. "We're telling them when we get back to HQ or I will." He threatened. "I want you and our baby safe, and safe is not on a roof, not even in the Command Truck, safe is in bed resting or at home watching TV or reading."
"I hate you, now get out of this car." Jules ordered.
"Fine Jules but I'm serious, you're telling them or I will.
Sam was dressed in civilian clothes, he took Wordy's advice he stayed as fair away from Jules as he possibly could. She was furious with him but it really was for her own good, she just didn't know it yet. Walking past the briefing room, he smiled as he saw Greg hugging Jules, and he assumed that she told him.
Jules heard a loud knock on her apartment door early in the morning. So early in the morning in fact, that she should be sleeping. She wasn't however; she was crouched over the toilet throwing up.
"Jules." Sam knocked once more before he used his key and opened the door. "Jules." His heart fell as he saw her. "You look awful." He commented.
"Oh that's a nice thing to say!" Jules turned towards him angrily. "I'm carrying your child and that's all you can say?"
Sam quickly realized he had made a huge mistake. "Jules that's not what I meant, it was just a statement."
"Uh-huh!" Jules stood up hoping that her nausea had finished. "What do you want?" She turned to face him again, arms crossed over her chest.
"I just- I wanted to make sure you were okay."
"And-"
Sam not wanting to say the wrong thing again, thought and chose his next words carefully "You look-"
Sam frowned as Jules quickly turned to the toilet again throwing up. "Here, this should help." He grabbed a ponytail from the sink counter and put her hair up, getting it out of her face.
"I wish I knew what to say Jules." He admitted sitting on the floor and very gently pulling her into his arms as he reached for a cloth and cleaned her mouth.
"You could get me a glass of water." Jules told him.
"Right, I can do that." Sam stood up and walked into the kitchen to get Jules a glass of water.
Jules was almost crying when Sam returned and it broke his heart. "Here sweetheart." He helped her up and handed her the glass of water.
"Thanks." Jules rested her head against his chest as she finished drinking. "I'm glad this is almost over."
Sam didn't want to Jules upset again but he had to ask. "What do you mean?"
"Next week I'll be out of the First Trimester."
"Ah," Sam nodded his head placing a kiss in her hair. "Let's get you back to bed." He gently took her hand and led her back towards her bedroom.
"You told her she looked awful?" Wordy asked Sam the next day during workout. "You never do that." He warned.
"I wasn't expecting her to get upset."
"Never argue with them, never tell them they're fat, and never say they look awful and most importantly, do what they ask." Ed instructed.
"I'm going to need that written down."
"You're going to need a lot of help." Wordy smiled.
"This is why I have 'Babycakes' Spike chimed in.
"We can't all have a toy robot Spike." Sam took his frustrating out on his friend.
"Hey, hey be nice Sam." Ed scolded.
"I'm tired, Jules was up at two o'clock this morning."
"You don't know the meaning of the word tired until that babies born." Ed told him.
"Oh that helps." Sam rolled his eyes. "I think their should be some kind of book I mean one minute she loves me and the next she hates me."
"I'll come by tonight and drop off some parenting books." Wordy said.
"Thank you."
TBC
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