Well, maybe this chapter will be a little better. (: Okay so—I have another Jules storyline to throw in, but I'm afraid I'm focusing to much on just her—But then again she is my favorite character, BUT Sam is just adorable (: Oh yeah… Now I'm just babbling….

Enjoy!

A week passed as things tried to return to normal, even though everyone knew that after what happened while Sam was away, things would never be completely normal. That whole week Sam and Jules slept on opposite sides of the bed. They didn't sleep close to each other, and Jules didn't wake up to having Sam's arms wrapped tightly around her. They both felt guilty for not taking each other back on hundred percent. There was tension between them—but with time that tension would smooth out and they would be back in each other's arms again.

Jessica gave up her shift at the station, and instead took on the role as babysitter. She also got back into dating Jake more and more. They spent a few hours a day together all week and went to dinner almost every day. Alexis also continued dating Clark. They discussed what happened with their parents, but tried to put it behind them.

It was Jules' first night back on the job—and she knew it wasn't going to be easy to be in the same room as Sam and Ed.

"Jules—Can we talk?" Ed asked quietly as he knocked on her locker room door. She came to open it, "Ed—I don't think Sam would want you in here."

Ed nodded, "Fine—I'll stand right here. Listen—I want to apologize for anything that has happened between you and Sam because of me. But—I also want to thank you." Jules glanced up at him. "Sophie told me she talked to you, and she came back. We still don't know where things are going between us, but Clark is happy. I'm happy and she's happy." Jules smiled, "Well, I'm glad. Sam and I—We're going to figure this out with time." Ed smiled and nodded as he left her to finish getting ready for her first shift back.

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"Jules!" Everyone applauded as she walked back into the briefing room holding Sam's hand. He kissed her cheek as they both took their seats to listen to Greg's briefing for the evening. Sam continued to shoot stares at Ed, but Jules would pull her fingers through his to distract him.

"Let's keep the peace!" Greg announced as he sent his team off to do a few hours of patrolling the city for the night.

Greg took off by himself in the command post truck as Wordy drove Ed, Lou drove Spike, and Jules drove Sam.

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"What's up with you, Ed?" Wordy asked in a caring tone.

"Nothing buddy—I'm fine now. Just something that I really, really don't want to repeat over and over." He said blankly as he glanced over to Wordy. He nodded, "That's fine—But if you ever want to share, I'd love to hear whats going on with you. You're not yourself." They continued to drive silently through the streets of Toronto as they kept to themselves.

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"Coffee?" Sam asked as Jules pulled the truck to the cub outside of Timmies. She nodded as she collected her vest and they both grabbed their radios just incase they were needed while they made a stop.

They were working a nighttime shift, so the coffee shop was empty with only a few people here and there.

After ordering their coffee they took a seat and chatted, listening carefully for any sign of a call coming in…nothing.

"I'm going to go get my phone out of the truck so I can check on the girls." Jules told Sam as she slid out of her chair. "Stay here. I'll be right back." Sam nodded as he reclined back in his chair for the short break. He watched as she walked out the door slowly and headed out into the dark.

"Dammit. Where is it?" She asked herself as she stood outside the driver's seat of the large SUV, standing on her toes to reach in and look around the console for her phone. Cars passed by quickly as she finally grabbed hold of it and stepped back away from the car, feeling something touch her shoulder as she tried to close the door. The next thing she knew, something was being pierced against her neck and everything went black.

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Sam sat for a few minutes, waiting for her to return until he heard Greg speaking through the radio. "Alpha to Bravo." Greg spoke.

"Copy." Sam replied.

"We need you two—Toronto Police reported the escape of an inmate. A man in a registered vehicle took him in his car and they're on the run. I'm sending the license plate number through to Jules' phone now."

"Okay Boss—We made a stop. I'll get her and we'll meet you guys at the next exit." Sam told him over the radio as he got up and headed to the door. Sam stood in shock. She wasn't at the truck, and the door was left wide open, her phone on the ground, already crushed by passing cars, along with part of her radio smashed into the asphalt.

"Boss! Boss—you copy!?" Sam yelled over the radio.

"Copy. Sam whats wrong?" He asked as he heard frantic voices on the other end of the line.

"Boss, were at Timmies. She went outside to get her phone from the truck and she's gone. The door was left open and her phone is now part of the road—Sarge—Jules is gone." He started to get choked up as he got in the truck and started the sirens and lights.

"Sam—What do you mean she's gone!? Spike—Start a GPS look up immediately, Ed try and get her over the radio." Greg announced. Each truck was heading towards an exit where they would meet and get on the highway in search of Jules and the inmates that they were chasing.

"Sarge—I've got nothing." Ed told him. "Nothing—At all."

"Her phone's been disabled, its crushed—No way to search for her." Spike told him frantically.

"Parker I've got a name on both subjects—Michael Hood is the owner of the vehicle and Scott Hayes is the inmate." Winnie told them over the radio. "They were just spotted on Bay about 10 minutes ago." Everyone froze.

"Boss—Scott—Jules—!" Sam yelled as he finally saw the three other vehicles and got in line, wiping a tear from his eyes.

Greg took a deep breath, "Team—It all adds up. Let's calm down and focus on what we need to do—We need to find that car, they've got Jules."

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"Scott, Man, they're going to come after us—You just drugged and kidnapped a cop. Plus you kinda—you know—escaped!" Michael told him as they sped down the street, trying to fit in with traffic as they still hadn't been spotted.

"Mike, Shut up! That bitch deserves everything she's going to face right now. She ruined my fucking life and got me locked up—She's going to pay." He sniped as he pulled down off the highway and to a side road, heading towards Michael's house in a smaller neighborhood.

"Get her out of the car." Scott ordered as he opened the backseat door to reveal her lying across the seat, still covered in her vest, uniform, and weapons. She was out cold. He had injected a sedative to her body so that there was no way for her to fight back for about half an hour. Michael lifted her over his shoulder as Scott broke the plate off the car and they made their way inside. He threw her limp body across the bed as Scott barreled through the house, ripping away Jules' vest and throwing it to the floor as he grabbed the guns she carried and handed them off to Michael.

"Man, You ain't really going to do this are you, Scott!?" Michael yelled as Scott jerked her uniform jacket off and threw it to the floor. "Go watch out for the cops—." He stated. "But Scott—." Michael started, just to be yelled out by Scott. "I said go watch out for the damn cops!" Michael ran to the window, carrying one of Jules' guns in his hand.

"What the—Scott?" Jules whimpered as she opened her eyes slowly, all of a sudden a huge headache came over her as she saw the man she was sure was gone, pinning her down as he continued to strip away her uniform. "Shut it bitch—You can hardly move, much less fight." Tears welled in her eyes as she felt her shirt be lifted over her limp arms that she had no muscle control over.

"I'm not afraid of you, Scott." She screeched as he all of a sudden took his fist across her face. She sighed deeply, tears drawing down her cheeks as he raped her. She couldn't do anything while he continued to smash his hand across her face. Flashback after flashback came into her mind. She though of all the times she and Scott were supposedly going to have a romantic night and it ended with him strangling her in bed. She then thought of how scared Jessica and Alexis must have been when it happened to them. She then thought of Sam—Who always wanted to protect her and she knew he would be beating himself up over what was happening to her at the moment, for years.

"You know—They said I was a good boy and I would be let out soon, but decided to leave on my own terms. Now, you're going to be a good girl and this will all be over in a few minutes—And no one will ever know what happened to their little Jules." He said sternly, climbing off her and reaching down for one of her guns. He zipped his pants and pulled his shirt on, grabbing hold of her and raising the gun.

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"Got it Sarge—Silver sedan with that license plate pulled in about 15 minutes ago at 17 Stonebrook Lane in Oakwood Subdivision. There are reports that three individuals left the car and entered the house, two males, one female." Winnie reported. Everyone sighed with relief that they knew where she was, but now they just had to get all the way across town and save her.

Jules, I'm coming. Sam sped into the same lane as the other three vehicles, wishing he could go even faster—he had to save her.

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"Scott—You cant kill her! We'll go down for murder." Mike yelled as he saw Scott sitting behind Jules on the bed, her breathing heavily as Scott had one of her guns pressed to her head. "Watch out for them dammit!"

Mike shook his head, "Scott—Man—You never said it was going to get this serious. You said you had to talk to her. I came and got you out so that you could talk to her and this would be done. I didn't even know you were going to kidnap her, man."

Jules closed her eyes as all she could hear was yelling and all she could feel was Scott strangling her with his arm, and a gun pressed to her head. "Shut up dammit! I said shut up!" He yelled at Mike. She cringed every time he screamed.

"Dude—Man—I can't do this anymore! You kill her and we're both in deep shit, but I kill you—," A shot sounded. "And I'll go down for murder under self-defense." Scott fell off the bed with blood pouring down his face as Jules shook furiously while blood ran through her hair where the bullet slid past her. She mouthed Thank you before her whole setting disappeared and she fell to her side.

Michael started to freak out. He had just shot and killed his friend, but he knew he had done the right thing. He was about to get charged for murder of a cop. He dropped the gun and grabbed the phone—he knew what he had to do.

"911." A dispatcher answered.

"My name is Michael Hood—I'm turning myself in." He took a deep breath as he looked over to Jules' body. She was still breathing, he knew that if someone got there in time that they could save her.

"Michael, this is Sergeant Gregory Parker with the Police Strategic Response Unit—Your call was forwarded to me—."

"She's here—I killed Scott Hayes. He was going to kill her and there was no way I could go down for murder of a cop. Get here fast—She's still breathing." He sighed deeply as he threw the phone to the ground and walked over to her limp body.

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"Thank you—Thank you." Was all Sam could say to himself as he pressed the gas past te other trucks and sped to save her. "Okay Team—Medics have been sent to the scene—2 minutes away." Greg told his team as he almost started to tear up with happiness that they knew she was out of harm's way—they just had to save her.

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"SRU—Open up!" Ed yelled at the door as they surrounded the front door to the house. Michael opened it slowly with his hands on his head. He surrendered as Sam pushed past him, running to the bedroom where he found Scott lying on the floor—dead. He looked to the bed where Jules was limp and her brown hair was dyed red by blood. She had only a blank tank top and her underwear left on her body as Sam scooped her into his arms. "It's going to be okay, sweetie—you hold on." Tears ran down his cheeks as he heard the ambulance pull up. Wordy and Greg ran into the room to check on Sam and Ed then came in to see Scott who lied on the floor, in a puddle of blood. Sam pushed past the rest of the guys, running out to the ambulance as Greg chased after him.

"Go." Greg ordered as tears ran down Sam's cheeks, watching his wife be loaded onto a stretcher. "Boss—." Sam knew he needed to finish the job. "You don't need to see this guy, Sam—She's not going to be the same after this—Go—Go hold her hand." He whispered to him as he patted his shoulder and let him climb into the ambulance. They drove off quickly—All of the guys prayed they would get to see her again.

Lou and Spike took Michael out a police car as Greg came over to say something to him. "Thank you Michael—You—You saved her life."

"I'm really sorry Sergeant—I never thought he was going to hurt her. I'm really sorry to all of you." He sighed as they placed him into the backseat. Greg smiled, "Well—Scott would have killed her—We've been trying to get her away from him for a long time now. I'll be sure to mention that in court—You turned yourself in—you did the right thing."

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"It's going to be okay Jules—Just open your eyes so that I know you're okay." Sam whispered to her as he clenched her hands tightly. "She's going to need a CT and possibly emergency surgery—We'll try our best to save her." A paramedic told him as he placed an oxygen mask over her face and injected a painkiller into her arm. Sam nodded as he could only pray that she would be okay. He couldn't raise those girls without her.

Yes—That was totally random…It was either that or another little storyline that someone named Chachakid found amusing… NOOOOOO I am not going to use what she thought could happen…. HAHAHAHA (:

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