A\N Thank you so, so much to everybody who has been reading, reviewing and story alerting this story it really means a lot to me. I hope you all like this chapter. Thanks again to horsegirl888 who read over this story for me and corrected and mistakes that there were.

Disclaimber: I don't own Flashpoint, CTV, CBS, The Vancouver Cunucks or the Clagery Flames.

Spoilers: Nope

Warnings: None

Confessions and Truths

"You can take it back if you want." Jules told Sam opening her eyes to see him holding the Vancouver Cunucks jersey of his that she had.

"Jules!" Sam jumped around flustered, "I thought you were sleeping," He told her his breathing fast.

"Did I scare you?" She asked him, a smile on her face. "If that scared you, I think you're in the wrong line of work."

"I don't think your father and brothers would like it if they found out you had this." Sam said, changing the subject back to hockey as he sat at the end of her bed, still holding onto the Cunucks jersey.

"They'll live," She responded with a shrug of her shoulders. "I have a Flames jersey too."

"I'm not sure I like that very much." Sam told her a playful grin forming on his face. "Where is it?" He asked turning around to face her.

"Oh, no Sam, I'm not letting you anywhere near that jersey." Jules shook her head standing up before Sam could tickle her.

Sam nodded his head noticing the serious expression on her face, "So-" He stumbled for something to say as his mind suddenly went blank.

"So next time I'll try putting clothes back in its drawer, after I'm done looking at it," Jules mocked Sam's voice, playfully poking his stomach as she put the Cunucks jersey back in her dresser.

"I'd like to try that now." Sam commented smiling.

"I'm sure you would." Jules replied back, "But I have work to do." She told him walking out of her bedroom.

"Speaking of work, what are you going to tell the guys tomorrow?"

"About that…" Jules turned around, "I'm not sure I'm ready for people to know yet. I think I'll just keep my hands hidden, unless they see it, which I can't see happening."

"That's fine Jules." Sam told her, "So do you need any help with anything?"

"Not if you don't help me with anything." She told him smiling.

"Ouch Jules," Sam commented.

"Well I'm sorry, but the last time you tried to help me, I ended up with the wrong colour, on multiple occasions."

"It's not my fault they're way to many types of blue!" He defended himself.

"It's not blue its sky." Jules told him, "And if you really want to help you can try making an editable dinner."

"Editable? Jules when was the last time you cooked something editable?" He wanted to know.

"Okay Sam!" Jules raised her voice significantly "I've had enough!" She rushed down the stairs and disappeared.

Sam quickly followed her, "Jewel-"

"Don't call me that! Just leave me alone!" She screamed as tears quickly fell down her face.

"Okay, Jules I'm sorry, whatever I did I'm sorry alright just talk to me." Sam told her, not knowing what to do as he had never seen her blow up so quickly before.

Jules looked at him as she tried to regain her composer,

"My mother was going to teach me how to cook. But she died that night. A driver running a red slammed into her car. I was six. All I have are photos and small memories. Things all day have been reminding me of her, it's not your fault alright it's just she died tomorrow."

Sam closed his eyes and he wished that when he had called her father's house somebody had told him. If he had known he would have avoided this mess. "I'm sorry sweetie I didn't know."

"That's okay my father and Johnny wouldn't have told you if you had asked. They always try and make the day fun and happy."

"How did you know-?"

"My Dad called and I ended up talking to my sister in-law Kristen who told me everything."

"Everything?" Sam asked.

" She told me you talked to my father and Johnny, and that you and Johnny had a fight over hockey teams. Why? What else did you talk about?"

"Nothing." Sam told her quickly. "That was basically all we talked about for three hours.

"Right… I'll just remember that the next time you get dragged to the base, and I go with you. I'm sure your mother would love to share stories about your childhood with me."

"I'm glad you're feeling better, but I'm going to have to tell you that I don't plan on stepping foot on any military bases at any point in coming future."

"Sam, I'm I ever going to meet your mother? All I've gotten is phone conversations."

"I'm I ever going to get to meet your family? Who I learned about from your father and older brother."

"Do you want to meet them?" Jules blurted out before her brain could process what she had said.

"Yes, I do Jules I would love to meet your family," Was his simple answer as she sighed. "We're getting married and I think it's kind of important that I meet your family before the wedding.

"What about your family Sam? Don't you think it's important that I meet your parents?"

"Jules you don't want to meet my father."

"Yes I do Sam!"

"No, Jules you don't." Sam warned her. "I love you way too much to have him abuse you, and he hates women working and he'll hate your personality."

Jules crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Sam, "Is that why you're so protective of me?" She wanted to know.

"Jules, if you're asking me if I hate you, that ring on your finger should answer your question for you." Sam said getting a little frustrated now as well but trying to keep his cool.

"No, Sam it's just a rebellious thing and now that I understand it I-"

"Jules if there is one thing I hate more than my father it is psychology and therapists." He warned.

Jules laughed a little, "You might want to stay away from my brother Adam then he's a therapist."

"Which one's Adam?"

"The therapist one."

"No, which older brother, the one that's eight years older, five years older, or two years older. Your father and Johnny only gave me the numbers, once they found out that you hadn't told me anything.

"The one that's five years older than me, and you're in luck because he lives in Ontario. He wanted to bring his wife and daughter for a visit to see me this summer.

Sam sighed, "Okay Jules I backed myself into this one. But I'm seriously warning you I do not want my family mentioned."

"Okay Sam, I'll talk to him," Jules promised. "Oh and he has a little girl she's two,"

"That part I'm fine with." Sam smiled brightly.

"I thought you would be, but I was just checking," Jules told him as she kissed him gently on the cheek before walking into her small living room to call her brother Adam.

TBC

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