A\N First a huge, huge thank you to Tinkerpanda who has helped me so much with this chapter she edited and made it so much better so a huge, huge thank you should go out to her if you like this chapter! :D :D.

Disclaimer: I do not own Flashpoint, CTV or CBS.

Spoilers: None.

Warnings: None.

The Problem with Jules

"I don't know about you but I'm going to be very happy when I'm back home, sleeping in my own bed." Jules spoke as she piled her clothes into her suitcase.

"Knock, knock." Danny's cheerfully called, taking two steps into his younger sister's room. "I'm not interrupting am I?"

"Yeah." Jules answered as he grinned, striding further into the room.

"Good." He clasped his hands together. "We didn't really get a proper introduction before. My names Danny - I'm Jules' brother: two years older." He held out his hand for Sam to shake.

"I'm Sam."

"Danny's hangs out with four year olds all day so that's why he's so immature." Jules told Sam as she rolled her eyes as her older brother.

"Preschool teacher" Danny clarified at Sam's confused expression.

"Really?" Sam asked as he took a quick look at Jules "I'm sensing a theme with your brothers: kids, and doctors. How come you hate both?" The expression on Danny's face spoke wonders as he watched his younger sister react.

"None of your business!" Jules cuffed him upside the head. "And just so you know I don't hate doctors - that's all you."

"I better go;" Danny sped out of the room making sure he closed the door on the way. He wasn't sure what was going to happen after he left and would, truthfully, rather not find out. He didn't mind all that much - Sam seemed like a pretty okay guy – but there were certain things a bit brother just shouldn't know.

"Smart man;" Sam chuckled as Jules turned to face Sam.

"Unlike you;" Jules replied softly as she ran her hands gently under Sam's t-shirt.

"I see your feeling better."

"You hate doctors. I hate hospitals."

"Ah," Sam nodded his head. "You don't hate children?" He asked hopefully.

"I'm not answering that." Jules slipped her hands out from under his shirt, carefully avoiding eye-contact.

"Jules you need to talk about it."

"I would rather not, thank you;" Jules told him her hands clenched at her hips

"Jules we need to." Sam persisted. "You had a miscarriage that means-"

"I know what it means!"

"Well I'm glad we're on the same page about something!" Sam let out an exasperated sigh. "I went to see my parents."

His parents were not a subject Sam liked to talk about; his whole past had unwritten rule that it was not to be discussed unless he brought it up. Which he very rarely did.

"They wanted to meet you and your family but I told them I didn't think it was a good idea. The General got mad and then my Mother gave me a choice. Either they met you or I never see them again - so I left."

"I'm impressed." Jules finally spoke after a long silence. "You finally did it. You finally stood up to him."

"Yeah but at what cost?" Sam ran a hand through his blonde hair. "I hate my father but my mother? I love her and-" Sam and Jules were again interrupted when Katie came flying into the room and straight into Sam.

"Uncle Sammy!" She cried as she held onto Sam's leg tightly. "Your Daddy mean."

"My Daddy?" Sam repeated confusedly, bending down to lift the two year old into his arms. He suddenly became aware of the increasingly loud yelling coming from downstairs.

"My father." He ground out, biting down on his anger. "Stay here." He instructed Jules as he held Katie to him.

"I don't think so Sam." Jules shook her head. "It's me he has a problem with." She pushed past him, jogging down the stairs towards the sound of angry male voices.

"Jules you don't know what you're getting into." He quickly followed her towards the kitchen.

"Samuel." General Braddock's tone made Sam inwardly cringe as his father met his gaze,

"What are you doing here?"

"Your mother is very upset so I decided to come and find out why these people are so special to you; so far I can't come up with any particularly astounding reasons." His father spat angrily.

"I made my decision. You should leave."

"You could have chosen any women you wanted Samuel. So many pretty girls and you choose her."

"If you have a problem with me, tell it to me you coward!" Jules hissed.

Sam tightly closed his eyes and sighed.

"Jules," He whispered. "Leave it alone."

"No! I want you know why you hate me, what did I do? What did I ever do to you?"

"You made my son think he loves you." The General burst out.

"What?" Jules asked her eyes wide open. "You're blaming me because I love Sam? I really think you should march your ass back outside, get in your car and put it in reverse. Or else you might accidently got shot."

"Jules!" Sam exclaimed, running a hand over his face in frustration, as her father attempted to stifle his laughter by snorting.

"Did you just threaten me?" General Braddock asked his temper building with every minute.

"Sir I really think you should leave." Adam stepped forward, attempting to corral Sam's father towards the door.

"No I don't think so." He shook his head. In the distance Jules could pick up the wailing sound of approaching sirens.

"Do you really want to be arrested?" She asked.

"You think the cops can do anything to me? They can't even touch me. I'm way above their jurisdiction. I could kill you all right now and I wouldn't spend a second in jail." His roared.

"You touch any of them and I'll go to Ottawa and tell everyone about what you did to me." Sam's anger was barely contained. He stepped forward instinctively putting himself between Jules and the General.

"They can't do anything about it now. Who'd believe you anyway." The General smirked.

"The whole world will when I show them the scars and burns."

"You were a member of JTF2, Sam. You scaled mountains, shot terrorists, jumped out of helicopters on a daily basis. Those could have come from anywhere. " General Braddock laughed.

"That's enough. I want you to leave! Right now!" Sam stalked forward – until he was mere inches from the General, staring him down. "Get out of here right now. Don't ever come back here again. You will never see me again or talk to me. And if I hear you threaten or so much as come within one hundred feet of anybody I care about I will hunt you down and I will kill you."

General Braddock lunched forward, ramming a fist into Sam's face. His head snapped back, however he stood his ground. Through the searing pain, he felt blood trickle down his face.

"I believe my brother told you to leave." Martin and Danny sprung forward, quickly grabbing General Braddock's arms, restraining him. They were pulling the furiously thrashing man towards the door as the local police offices and RCMP officers arrived.

"Arrest this scum for trespassing, uttering threats, assault causing bodily harm and assault of an officer. Please notify the OPP. Have them issue a restraining order against him by his son and daughter in-law." Martin shoved him towards the oncoming police officers.

"Yes sir," A RCMP officer nodded his head. "We'll need to take statements." He added.

"Of course," Martin said as he walked back inside. "It's probably broken." He informed Sam who was trying to stem the bleeding from his nose.. "I'm on shift in an hour I'll drive you to the hospital; but they need to talk to us first."

Sam nodded his head. He gratefully took the damp cloth Jules handed to him, following Martin out the front door.

"Are we sure Sam's related to him?" Adam asked in disgust.

"Julianna - has Sam ever hurt you?" Jonathan Callaghan asked his daughter. He very rarely ever using her full name. She swallowed heavily. When he did it mean business.

She instantly remembered what Sam had almost done - how he had almost hit her. She had called Adam and Sam had left and gotten treatment for his PTSD. "No. Not really. There was once …. "

"He's hit you?" Danny's exploded with anger.

"No. I stopped him. I defended myself. Look you guys have no idea what he's been through. Not even I know all of it. After that fight he went and got help. He got treatment. He's doing better. It's never happened again."

"He's hit you and you're making excuses for him?" Danny shook his head "I'm going to kill him."

"No you don't." Adam held his younger brother back. "Sam's human, all right? He has faults. But he is better and I trust him. You doing anything will only make him more self destructive and I don't think you want to have that hanging over your head." He explained.

"I didn't understand what that means." Danny admitted.

"He's telling you not to hurt Sam!" Jules exclaimed. "I'm going with Sam to the hospital." She turned on her heel, through the door and out into the chilly December air.

"I'm so sorry Jules." She felt Sam's hot breath against her skin as he wrapped his arms around her middle.

Jules smiled contently "You don't have anything to be sorry about." Jules told him turning around in his arms. "How's your nose?" She asked, frowning with worry at the bruising and swelling.

"It's fine." He said placing a soft kiss on her lips. "It's fine."

TBC

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