A\N First a huge, huge thank you to Tinkerpanda who edited this chapter for me. Second I was re-reading some of the eariler chapters and discovered that Katie is three and in some of the later ones she is two. I like her better at two for from now on she'll be two. Third this is one of the last chapters in this story.

Disclaimber: I do not own Flashpoint, CTV or CBS

Warnings: Talk of child abuse.

Spoilers: Terror

Brothers

"You know I never broke my nose. Guess my father wanted to break something new. I used to think his goal in life it to break every bone in my body at some point or other." Sam sat on the edge of a hospital bed holding an ice pack to his nose.

"You should report him." Jules spoke from her position, leaning against the wall opposite the bed. She clearly did not find their current situation as funny as her husband did.

"And say what Jules? That my father hit me? He's right. I was in the military. Classified ops. The bones have healed. There'd be no evidence."

"They can still go through MRI's and X-rays."

"Jules it would be in military court." Sam struggled to explain. "My fathers a General. You tell me how you think that would turn out. I'm not reopening old wounds for nothing. No way."

"Uncle Sammy!" Katie's voice broke through their silence yet again as she ran through the curtains and clambered into Sam's lap. "Want ice cream." She said, looking up into his eyes adoringly.

"Thanks." Sam smiled as he opened the small container of chocolate ice cream. "Should I eat it like this?" He dipped his finger into the ice cream and placed it on his nose.

"No Uncle Sammy!" Katie giggled her smile lighting up the room.

"Oh? Should I eat it like this?" He tried to lick the ice cream from his nose with his tongue.

"No Uncle Sammy you need spoons." Katie explained.

"Then where are the spoons?" He asked.

"We'll go and get some. You – act your age." Jules pretending to act annoyed in front of Katie. "I think you're smarter then he is." She told the young girl as she lifted her into her arms.

"No Auntie Jules, Uncle Sammy's almost as smart as Daddy is!" Katie explained.

"What about me? Where do I rank?"

"You and Mommy are smarter then everyone in the whole world!" Katie told her using her hands to elaborate.

"That's my girl." Jules smiled kissing Katie's hair.

"Auntie Jules are you going to have a baby?" Katie suddenly asked.

"Uh Katie that's a personal question." Adam stepped in. "We don't ask adults those kinds of questions."

"Why?" Katie wondered.

"It's just no very nice." Adam explained to his daughter.

"Oh, I sorry Auntie Jules." Katie apologized.

"That's okay sweetheart." Jules said. "Now lets go and get some spoons so you can teach Uncle Sammy how to eat ice cream properly." Jules turned around and winked at Sam before she continued to carry Katie out of the room.

"Uh-huh where do you think your going with my kid?" He asked jokingly, snagging her arm as she walked past.

"To get Katie here some ice cream and to let you three talk." Jules responded, brushing past.

"Your fathers a real piece of work." Marin broke the silence that was taunting all three men. "I'd like to see him locked up for good."

"Martin." Adam hissed in the direction of his younger brother, having more knowledge about the subject then he did.

"No, its okay – I, uh – I would like to see that too. But I don't want to put everyone through that – not my mother or Jules or even you guys and Katie."

"Katie adores you." Adam stated simply.

"She's sweet." Sam's face lit up. "She's going to be two years old forever, in my mind."

"You really love kids;" Martin noted.

"Yeah, I do. So do you." Sam still wasn't sure what the older man thought of him – he'd seemed rather guarded, since he had called him brother.

"I love them but being a doctor, I don't have time to date." He explained. "I have to get back up to Peds. But have a safe trip back to Toronto and make sure you treat Jules right." He said, somewhat awkwardly.

"Hey Marty," Sam used the nickname he had only heard once gulping for air as he watched the man turn around and face him. "Do you really think of me as your brother?"

"I guess I do." Martin decided after thinking about it for a little while. "But don't ever call me Marty again." He grinned as he stepped out of the room and hurried towards the stairs.

"You are officially the newest and youngest Callaghan brother – we'll forgive the fact that you were born a Braddock." Adam walked forward placing a hand on Sam's shoulder.

Sam's face lit up- but only for a second as he realized he should ask Adam for his advice. "In your own professional opinion without thinking of me as your brother in-law what do you think I should do about my father?"

Adam inhaled deeply and then let it out. "I think – and don't get mad now – I think you should report him and charge him. I've testified in military court cases before they're completely secret and classified especially some dealing with sensitive information.

"My father's very powerful. Do you realize how much media that would get and my mother would- my mother…"

"Did your father ever hit her?" Adam asked gently.

"Yeah but she'd never report him she loves him and this would tear her apart. I mean she always tried to pretend that we had a prefect family especially after my sister died."

"You need to do what's best for you Sam-nobody else."

Jules slipped back into the room, hoisting a sleeping Katie in her arms. "I think she's wore herself out." Jules whispered, passing her back to her father, gently as possible – to avoid waking the small child.

"Thanks Jewel. She's had a long day, I should get her back home."

"See you later;" Jules waved as she placed a gentle kiss on Katie's head and watched Adam leave.

"She's adorable." Jules sat herself beside Sam and smiled. "Can you imagine her with blonde hair a blue eyes?"

"Jules." Sam turned to look at his wife. "Jules you heard the doctor the chances of you having another miscarriage are high and I don't want you going through that again."

"I'm strong enough. We'll try. And if not then maybe we can adopt but first things first we need get your situation figured out." Jules said.

"My situation?" Sam asked.

"Yep." Jules nodded her head. "There are no statutes of limitation laws on child abuse cases in Canada; your father could go to jail for a long time."

"Jules-"

"Sam I don't know what he did to you but I'm terrified about what he'd do to any child of ours. I would feel safer with him in jail. Do it for me, at least."

Sam looked into Jules brown eyes; he wanted to give her the world and everything in it. But first he needed to face his past for her and finally let the world know once and for all what a monster his father really was.

"Okay Jules." Sam kissed her forehead. "For you I will."

Jules smiled as she gently took his hand in hers. "Good, the doctors said we could leave in about a half hour." She looked at her watch as she led him out of the examination room.

"And I'm the one who hates doctors." Sam laughed.

"Is there any chance that these past few weeks were all just a dream?" Jules asked Sam the morning after they had arrived home from Alberta.

"Nope." Sam wiggled his nose, winching when it twigged with a stinging pain.

"Too bad." Jules traced circles on Sam's bare chest. "I guess that means you still have to report your father." She propped herself up by one elbow and waited for his reaction.

"Jules." His exasperated tone was a warning. One she chose to ignore. He sat up, rummaging around on the floor for his clothes.

"You said you would." Jules sat up, hoisting the sheet up to cover herself.

"Yeah but I didn't say when." He responded dryly.

"Sam he can't hurt you anymore." She argued, pushing the hair back from her face.

"Are you forgetting I have a broken nose?"

"No I mean-after you report him. Sam. I love you. Honestly. You don't have to be afraid of him anymore. You need to stand up to him – you need to stand up for what's right." She told him, quietly. She wanted to protect him.

"Then don't make me report him. Jules he's Commander of the Canadian Forces. It'll be a PR nightmare if I report him."

"I'll deal;" Jules sighed as she to climbed out of bed. "We can get it over with now and then have the rest of the day to do what we want." She whispered in his ear as she slowly wrapped her arms around him.

Sam groaned "Jewel that isn't fair." He tried to find his voice as he slipped a t-shirt over his head.

"Too bad." Jules said, stepping back. "Too bad."

"Do you really want to drive all the way to Ottawa and back in one day? On your day off?" Sam asked her hoping she would change her mind.

"Yes." Jules stood on her tip toes and placed a quick kiss on his forehead before finding something to wear.

"I'd like to speak to the Judge Advocate General." Sam leaned over the desk at the Canadian JAG Headquarters.

The corporal manning the desk looked up at him "Do you have an appointment?" He asked.

"No but it is a matter of high level security."

The corporal gave him an inquisitive look. "What is your name sir?"

"Former Master Corporal Samuel Braddock of JTF2."

"Braddock?"

"Yes; Braddock. Now I need to talk to your CO."

"Yes sir." The corporal hurried snatched up the receiver, pressing the number to connect to the General Brown's office. After a few tense moments the corporal finally hung up

"You may go ahead and see the General. Take the elevator to the fourth floor – third office to the right. I'm afraid your wife has to stay here." The corporal told Sam, noting the wedding rings on both their fingers.

"Those are very serous allegations, son." General Brown told Sam after he had finished listening to Sam tell his story. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?"

"All of them are 100% true. And I am very sure sir."

"All right." The General sighed. "You know I'm not sure if you remember this but I met you here in Ottawa. You must have been, oh, six or seven years old. You had a broken leg and your father told me that you had taken a tumble down the stairs. I always wondered. You had so many injuries as a child."

"Yes. I remember, Sir I'm not surprised that nobody reported anything. My fathers a very powerful man and well respected too.

"Yes. Yes he is." Generel Brown agreed. "Are you staying in the city?" He asked picking up the phone.

"I hadn't planned on it sir, I have work tomorrow but-I suppose…"

"Where is it that you work again?"

"Toronto sir. Toronto Police Department's Strategic Response Unit Team Five."

"Your Commanding Officer - does he know? I mean we're going to need their cooperation in arranging for you to be in Ottawa when you need to be."

"I haven't told him yet sir." Sam stated.

"Well I suggest you do. What's the name of your CO?"

"Sergeant Jerry Dayton." Sam told him. "Team leader's name is Elliot Manning."

"Well Constable Braddock I would suggest you tell them tomorrow and give them each this." He placed two of his cards on the table. "Tell them to call me on a secure line. The last thing we want is for this to get out before it has to."

"Yes sir." Sam nodded his head as he stuffed both cards into his jeans pocket.

"Do they have clearance levels?"

"Uh I don't think so sir, neither of them are military but they'd keep it a secret."

"What about your wife does she know?"

"Yes sir she's actually the one who convinced me to come."

"Would she be willing to testify in court?" He wondered.

"Yes sir, I'm almost positive she would."

"That's good." The General continued to take notes. "I want you to know that you did a very honorable thing Constable Braddock." General Brown stood up and, still on military instinct, Sam did the same. "You seem like a very nice young man and I promise you I'll do everything in my power to see to it that justice is served."

"Thank you sir."

"Call me after your shift ends tomorrow and hopefully we work out a schedule. Do you have a place to stay here?"

"Yes sir." Sam answered hoping that Adam and Stacy wouldn't mind their staying with them.

"Perfect." The General walked towards the door. "It was very nice to meet you again Constable Braddock." The General stuck out his hand for Sam to shake.

"It was very nice to see you again too Sir." Sam shook his hand as well before walking out of his office door.

TBC

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