A\N Thank you so much to Tinkerpanda who beta-read this story for me! I hope everyone enjoys it.

Disclaimber: I do not own Flashpoint, CTV, CBS, or the makers of the Cabbage Patch Dolls.

Spoilers: None

Warnings: None

Katie's World

"Sam!" Jules jumped to her feet when she spotted Sam, nervously wiping her hands against the thighs of her jeans. "How did it go?"

Sam simply stared at her.

"Right." Jules let out a long breath as she followed him out of the building. "Hey you know whose office is right around here?"

"Jules. I do not need to talk to your brother" Sam pronounced every word deliberately as they stepped out into the frigid January air.

"Sam just trust me." Jules turned to look at him in the eyes. "Follow me."

"Jules." Sam sighed deeply, turning to follow. They hadn't taken more than a few paces when he heard a familiar voice – one his favourites – call his name.

"Uncle Sammy!" Sam heard again only louder, until the high-pitched voice was right behind him. "Hi Uncle Sammy!" Katie giggled, as Sam turned around.

"Katie!" Sam took the toddler into his arms, tossing her in the air. "I can hardly see you under there." He smiled as he tried to peer under the floppy hood of her bright pink snowsuit.

"It's me!" Katie reassured him.

"Oh I know." Sam smiled as he gently swung the girl up to sit on his shoulders – piggyback style. He turned to greet her smiling parents. "Where to my pink little princess?"

"Toys!" Katie pointed across the street to the bright and colourful sign of the city's most popular children's store.

"Katie, sweetie, you don't need anymore toys." Stacy protested, stuffing her hands into her coat pockets. "Besides I'm sure Uncle Sam would rather go home."

"No that's fine with me, if you want." Sam stated tapping a finger against her booted foot. He loved hearing her laugh in response. It did his weary heart some good.

"Are you sure?" Stacy asked.

"Yeah, absolutely. Come on." He grabbed Jules' hand. "Jules will make sure I don't spend too much."

"I will?" Jules asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah." Sam smiled wrapping an arm around Jules waist.

"You guys take a break for awhile, go out for lunch." Sam called over his shoulder.

"It's six o'clock!" Adam shouted back.

"Dinner then!"

"I think Sam's an alien. In fact, I can prove it. No person is that nice that had such a rough childhood." Stacy concluded as she watched Sam and Jules cross the street.

"He's just … well he's defiantly not an alien. I think he's just trying to be everything his father wasn't."

"Sure." Stacy said as she placed her mitted hand in Adams, strolling away.

"I think I know what I want to do when we get home." Sam whispered into Jules as they stood in one of the many 'doll' aisles of the toy store. Katie was pointing to every toy and stating that she wanted it.

"Here practice with this," Jules tossed him one of the dolls. Sam scrambled to catch it, fumbling it, before remember it was just a doll. He frowned at her.

She grinned in response.

"You can get one thing Katie." Jules instructed her niece as she held up a single finger. "Not one of each one."

"I love everything!" Katie's voice was full of excitement. However, her eyes were already drooping with tiredness.

"What about this." Sam bent down to the bottom shelf and pulled out a Cabbage Patch Doll that looked just like Katie. "It's soft and adorable just like you." He tickled her stomach.

Katie laughed. Sam picked her up, settling her against his chest. "Okay Uncle Sammy." She rested her head on his shoulder.

"Okay." Sam repeated smiling.

"I'm loving the pink." Sam whispered, quietly as he followed Jules into Katie's room. She had been threatening to drift off since they had gotten home from the toy store, barely staying awake long enough for them to get some dinner into her.

"I don't know." Jules looked around. "It sort of gives me the creeps. Too much pink for any room."

Sam chuckled as he placed Katie, gently in her crib and placed the blankets up over her. "I love you." He tussled her brown curls. In her sleep, she clutched Dora and her new doll, little hands fisting in their bright clothes.

"I think I want a boy, or a girl who doesn't like pink." Jules whispered as she gently closed the door to Katie's room.

"You never close a child's door until they're out of a crib, or until they're seven." Adam spoke from his position, leaning against the wall.

"Sorry." Jules rolled her eyes as she cracked the door open. Adam seemed satisfied.

"No it's true. Now, when you guys have kids it's probably going to be worse because, you know, you're both snipers."

"Hey!" Jules protested, following him down the narrow hallway. "Don't talk about that." She punched his shoulder. He feigned injury, stumbling away. She laughed.

Sam glanced down at his watch, frowning at the face. It couldn't be that late. It didn't seem like any time had passed at all! "Jules. We'd better head out soon."

"Its ten o'clock. You are not driving back to Toronto tonight. You are staying in the guest bedroom and driving home in the morning. I don't care if you are late for work, you got that?" Adam said sternly.

"Yes sir." Sam automatically answered. Jules' slipped her hand into his and, together, they walked together to the spare bedroom. Jules' kicked the door shut behind them.

"You don't have to call Adam sir. Actually I would prefer it if you didn't, you know, it's kind of weird." Jules told him. But the buzzing of his cell phone interrupted her.

"Hello." He picked it up as quickly as he could, not wanting to wake Katie. "Mom!" He let out a long sigh as he ran a hand, over his face. He sat heavily at the foot of the bed. "Mom I-" He tried to explain but his mother was beyond ration – she was bordering on hysterical.

"Mom!" Sam's voice was laced with frustration. He tried to keep his voice low and cool, but found that he couldn't.

"It's okay Sammy." Jules soothingly rubbed Sam's back, in an effort to calm him.

"Mom, you should leave, come see me or- Mom? Mom?" Sam lowered the phone, looking down at it in disbelief.

"Did your line disconnect?" Jules asked.

"No." Sam shook his head, feeling the anger bubble up in his stomach. "She hung up on me. She's angry because they took my father away and-and she blames me. I told you this wasn't a good idea."

"Sam, you know it is."

"No, Jules, it's not." Sam stood up, walking around to the other side of the bed and crawling under the covers.

"Okay Sam." Jules stood up and walked towards the door, knowing he needed space.

Jogging down the stairs of her brother's house, she was not surprised to find the kitchen light still on. Adam was also a night owl, and so was Stacy.

"I'm not interrupting I'm I?" She asked, as both heads turned her way.

"No, no, Jewel, what's up?"

"How do you know something's wrong?" Jules was quick to retort.

"How do I-"Adam stood laughing, "Come on little sis." He wrapped a brotherly arm around Jules leading her towards the table.

"Sam's mother called him. She blames him." She sighed, "So I gave him his space. I don't know, maybe this wasn't a good idea, but the thought of his father hurting him-" Jules shook with anger.

"You love him." Stacy stated simply. "You want what's best for him."

"Is it though? I mean it is tearing him up and a restraining order would probably do. He doesn't want this; he didn't want to tell JAG. He did it for me. I feel awful."

"That's your guilty-conscience, you're at an ethical crossroads." Her brother said

"Adam!" Jules let of a frustrated sigh. "I just want… I need everything between Sam and I to be okay. I don't need this, I am going to go and ask him what he wants."

She turned now, striding out of the kitchen. She mounted the stairs slowly, giving herself time to weigh what she wanted to say to him. As she passed Katie's room, a movement caught her eye.

"Sam," Jules whispered, stepping tentatively into the room. Sam sat in the rocker chair, a sleepy-eyed Katie in his lap, slowly rocking back and forth. "Please don't tell me you woke her up."

"No, I walked past her room and she was crying. It was just a soft, sad cry so I picked her up. Think she had a nightmare. She's pretty tired still."

"Ah-huh, how about we get you back into bed where you belong." Jules took Katie from Sam's arms, giving her a kiss before she laid her back in her crib. "You just know that Uncle Sammy's too big of a softie to leave you crying, smart girl."

"I was thinking." Jules was careful to leave Katie's door ajar. "If you want to continue with the case, we will, but if you don't I'm not going to force you anymore. I cannot deal with the fact that I hurt you. The look on your face when your mother called broke my heart."

"If my father ever hurt you, or my mother or Katie or anybody else, my whole world would fall apart. I would die with the guilt of knowing it happened because I didn't do something when I had the chance. It is going to be hard but I love you. I look at you and it will keep me going, and I love Katie so much- I can't even imagine how much I'd love any kid of ours. If my father ever hurt them, I'm sure it'll be harder then this is now.

"I love you Sammy." Jules kissed him lightly. "If we ever have kids, you're going to make a great father."

Sam smiled, kissing her forehead "I love you too."

TBC

A\N I hope you liked it :D