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Everything was dark. Everything was black. The sky was black with only a few stars. The asphalt that her face was planted in was black. Everything was dark and motionless until she was rolled over by someone. She could hear someone with their face next to hers as they breathed heavily as if they had just ran for their life.

Sam looked at his hand as he crawled to his knees. Everything was in color. His hand was covered in bright red blood, and the bright yellow streetlights shone down directly on the pale, white body next to him. "Jules!" He yelled as tears poured down his cheeks. He shook her gently after propping her head in his hands.

"Are you two okay!?" The truck driver yelled as he jumped down from his vehicle. Sam looked over to him. "You didn't hit us. But I knocked her down really hard. I'm not sure if she's breathing." Sam breathed heavily as he pressed his fingers to her neck to see if she had a pulse. "She's—She's breathing. I've got to get her to the hospital!" Sam yelled as he lifted her in his arms.

"Sir, your hand." The truck driver announced as he say Sam's hand practically torn to pieces from how hard he wrapped his arm around her waist and slammed into the ground. Sam looked around as he didn't know what to do. The man ran to his truck and got towels from the back, compressing them to Sam's hand. "Hold on, I'll get an ambulance." He told Sam as he ran to his truck to phone in a report for 911 over his radio.

When the ambulance arrived minutes later, the truck driver was still standing there, helping Sam tape towels around his hand to control the bleeding while Sam tried to hold Jules very still.

"What happened." An officer and paramedics approached.

"She's on multiple meds tonight. The doctors said she'd be asleep all night, but she was sleep walking and walked out in front of a truck. I pushed her away but when we hit the ground, she got knocked out. This man has done nothing but help."

The officer led the truck driver over to his car and told him he could go.

"We'll take you both." A paramedic stated as they loaded Jules onto a gurney, her body still pale and almost lifeless. Sam totally forgot about the kids as they rode down the street quickly, him sitting next to her as a medic in the back of the ambulance bandaged his hand.

Arriving at the hospital, they dashed into the emergency room.

"Jules—Sweetie, It's going to be okay." He kissed her cheek gently as doctors pulled him away and told him to sit down.

30 minutes of hooking her up to IVs and monitors was all it took for Sam to be approached by the doctor that had treated her earlier that day.

"The medications we had her on were very strong. Due to the fact that she actually woke up while on those medications tell us that she has got to be in pure fear, shock, traumatized or anything like that. I along with a few other doctors including the psychiatrist have all agreed that the safest place for her to be right now is the psychiatric ward."

Sam gasped and shook his head.

"Now, Mr. Braddock, I know that you don't want her up there—no one would. But for her safety and the safety of your family—a 72 hour lockdown would be the best thing for her right now. We would just leave her in a isolated room and keep an eye on her."

Sam shook his head, "I have a family to take care of—There's no way—."

"She had suicidal thoughts—and almost killed herself. Now, I suggest you let us do this and get you fixed up and let you go home to take care of your family. It's three days for her to clear her thoughts. She's dealing with depression from guilt. She could possible try and kill herself again if we don't do this."

He looked up at the doctor from the chair he was sitting in. She nodded and slowly, telling him it was the only thing to do. He glanced over at the bed Jules lied in and nodded gently.

"We're going to treat her for the concussion and get her cleaned up—then move her upstairs to the psychiatric ward. It's best if she doesn't see you when she wakes up."

Sam looked over, "Can I go ahead and say goodbye then?"

The doctor smiled and nodded slowly, "They'll take good care of her up there—she'll be fine and we'll keep you updated on how she's doing."

Sam pulled himself from his chair and walked over next to her, "She's going to be okay though, right?"

The doctor nodded, "It looks worse than it is. She just has a lot of damage to her face from the hit to the ground—but if that truck had hit her she would have probably not even made it."

Sam stroked his hand down her arm and pulled his fingers through hers, "Shes had a rough life." He whispered as he kissed her lips gently them pressed his forehead on hers. "I love you more than anything in the whole world sweetheart."

"You can bring by a few sets of clothing in the morning if you want, anything to make her more comfortable."

He nodded as looked at her for a moment. "You're going to get through this, and get better. I'll take care of Jessica, Alexis, and Carly for you while you get better sweetie." Tears poured down his face as he kissed her for the last time he would for a few days. "You be good—we'll be waiting for you to come home the second you're better." He stroked his hand through her hair and twirled a piece with his finger, "I love you, Jules." His last motion was stroking his thumb beneath her eye as he could feel she was crying. He turned and walked out of the room, the doctor following.

"As I said, Just bring by a bag with any kind of comfortable clothes and shoes. Here's the requirement list for anything she has." She handed him a file. "No laces or belts or anything of that sort. If there is anything like a coat or something that means something to her—that would also be a good thing to bring."

Sam glanced at her.

"Mr. Braddock, your wife is in good hands. We'll keep you updated. She'll be fine."

Sam nodded as he shook hands with the doctor and said, "Thank you."

He made his way through the still crowded ER at 3:30 am. When the automatic doors opened to the frigid air of the cold night, he caught the first cab he could see.

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"Dad, where's mom? Why didn't you have your phone? Where'd you go?" Jessica asked a million questions as Sam came in around 4 am. "Dad! I was about to call the police! I was worried!"

"Go to bed sweetie." He told her as he wiped his eyes.

"Dad! Your hand! Where the hell is Mom? Come on Dad! Talk to me!" She yelled as tears poured down her cheeks.

Sam grabbed Jessica's arm, "Shh. You cant get all stressed out like this Jess, you need to stay calm. Come here." He took her hand and led her to his and Jules' room and sat down next to her on the bed, "Jessica—You know how your mother was fast asleep when I brought her home?" Jessica nodded. "She got up in the middle of the night and was either sleep walking, hallucinating, or just having a nightmare—but she made her way outside and in front of a truck." Jessica gasped. "But—Before the truck hit her, I got her out of the way, but now she's at the hospital and—Jessica—They decided to keep her for a 72 hour lockdown in the psychiatric ward."

Jessica shook her head, "No! No, I need her here!"

"It's only three days—We'll get through this. And, I know that I'm not your mother—but if you ever need anything you can always tell me. I want you to take it easy though. I can deal with Alexis and Carly." Jessica nodded as Sam pulled her into a hug. "Now go get some sleep." He watched with tears in his eyes as Jessica nodded again and left the room.

He sighed back against his pillows, looking next to him to see that his wife wasn't there with him—and he started to think of how she felt when he left her to go to the base and Afghanistan. "I'm so sorry Jules." He whispered to himself as he pressed his palms to his eyes.

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"Feeling guilty yet?"

Jules sat up quickly, feeling a rush to the head as she fell back against the pillows. The slowly brought her self back up as she looked around slowly.

"Where the hell am I?"

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