A\N Here's the next chapter :D I'm sorry its been a long time since I've updated but I've had piles of homework and sports or clubs and then I had to sleep and eat :D. Anyways I finally got this up :D. I hope you like it. Oh and again when you see a bolded Flashpoint it means a change of scence and italics mean flashback.

Disclaimber: I don't own Flashpoint, CTV, CBS, NHL 11 or Xbox 360

Spoilers: All of season three part one that just finished airing includung the season finale.

Warning: Some disturbing scences and images.

Decisions Part One

"Hey you can't do that!" Sam yelled at Spike as they played NHL 11 on Sam's Xbox 360.

"Yeah it's called winning!" Spike playfully punched him in the arm. "You seriously need to practice man."

"Well I haven't played for six months!" Sam reminded him.

"Having fun boys?" Jules asked as she walked into the room and jumped over the top of the couch landing on Sam's lap.

"Jewel what are you-" Sam began in protest as Jules took the controller away from him.

"I'm playing for you, you kind of suck."

"Oh I like this." Spike smiled.

"I don't." Sam laughed accidently grabbing her arm as he tried to get the controller away from her.

"I-uh-" Jules quickly squired out of the room.

Sighing heavily Sam placed his head in his hands and ran his fingers quickly through his hair. "I-didn't mean to do that." He looked up at Spike who was walking towards the door. "You know I didn't mean to do that right?"

"Yeah Sam I know." Spike disappeared to find Jules.

"I don't want to talk about it Spike." Jules said as he walked into the kitchen. "It was stupid I know he's better now, he'd never hurt me but I just- I love him so much and-this just isn't fair." She told him. "Why is this happening?"

"I don't know Jules." Spike gently hugged her, "You're right you know Sam's crazy about you. He loves you so much but I think maybe you should talk to somebody okay.

"Spike I don't need to talk to anybody." Jules told him as she forced her way out of his grip.

"Jules if you want to help Sam you need to get help yourself." Spike told her. "Here Shelly gave me this." He forced a card into her hand. "Call alright it'll make you feel better." He placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, "I gotta go I promised my mom I'd be home for dinner." He walked out of the kitchen.

Flashpoint

"Jules sweetie-" Sam painfully watched his girlfriend play with her spaghetti. "Jules…"

"Save it Sam!" Jules stood up from the table. "I know you're sorry alright, can we just leave it at that?

"No!" Sam raised his voice. "Jules sweetie I want to work through this I want things to go back to what they were before."

"Things are never going to go back to what they were before Sam!" Jules finally turned to face him her face stained with tears. "And right now to tell you the truth I don't think I want it to. I can't trust you anymore Sam. I want to and I've been trying to but it's been a month since you've been back that should have been enough time but it's not and I can't do this anymore. So I'm just going to leave." Jules told him as she walked out of the kitchen.

"Jules wait!" Sam ran after her very gently taking her hand, "Jewel please stay." He begged.

"Sam I can't this isn't going to work alright it's causing both of us headaches and pains and it's just too hard. I love you but I don't think we're meant to be together.

"Jules-"Sam sighed, "I love you to." He placed a gentle kiss in her hair. "I wish I could gain your trust back." He whispered.

"Yeah so do I," She replied as put on her jacket and gloves.

"Jewel-" Sam gently pulled her into his arms, "Jules please stay and talk, we can work this out." He begged as his blue eyes met her brown was.

"Sammy you're making this really, really hard." Jules told him as she felt his lips touch her hair and his hands on her back."

"I'm glad," Sam responded smiling slightly. "Hey you called me Sammy I'm happy." He told her. "You haven't called me that in a long time."

"Yeah I know." Jules responded struggling to leave.

"Jules stay." Sam told her forcefully. "It's late and I don't want you driving home."

"Its eight thirty Sam!" Jules exclaimed.

"Jules please, just lets rest on this tonight and tomorrow we can talk, you can sleep in my bedroom and I'll sleep out here." He told her.

"No Sam you need a good sleep." Jules reminded him. "You sleep in your room and I'll sleep out here." She sighed as he hugged her tightly.

"I promise you won't regret this sweetie." He placed a quick kiss on her forehead before he walked towards his bedroom.

Sighing Jules walked over to the couch and fell down onto it. "Why do I have a feeling I already have?" She mumbled too herself, as she fell face first onto the comfy brown couch.

Flashpoint

"Lizzie, Lizzie!" Nine year old Sam screamed at the top of his lungs as he tried to wake up his baby sister. "Lizzie!" He cried as he looked at his five year old younger sister. "Lizzie!" He felt himself being pulled away from her lifeless body by two men in military uniform. "Let me go!" He started kicking and screaming but to no avail as the soldiers set him down on the ground away from the body.

"What's your name buddy?" A young solider with light brown hair and blue eyes asked the young boy in a gentle voice.

"I'm not telling you anything until you promise me that the guy who killed by baby sister is going to die!" Tears streamed down Sam's face as he spoke.

"We're going to try are best to find him kiddo but we need your help, what's your name?" The second solider asked him.

"Samuel Braddock and that's my baby sister Elizabeth." Sam told them.

"Braddock." The two soldiers looked at each other and sighed heavily. "Alright Sam, let's get you home." The first solider picked him up.

"You're not going to tell my Dad are you?" Sam asked him.

"We have to Sam."

"He's going to hate me!" Sam told them. "He loved Lizzie and he already hated me now he's going to hate me even more!

"No your father does not hate you." The second solider told him. "Why do you think that?"

"Because I'm not the perfect son."

Flashpoint

Struggling to get out of her slumber Jules slowly woke up to the loud knocking on the door at ten thirty. "Spike!" Jules swore hated of her boyfriend's best friend who was almost defiantly at the door too drunk to go home. Opening the door however she did not find Spike. "Can I help you sir?" She asked to the best of her ability as the older man turned around to face her.

TBC

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