OKAY! It's time to start reviewing and telling me if I should do a part three! I'm not sure :/ But Part two got a really good response just as Part One did… what do you guys think I should do?
Enjoy! (:
As the long day turned into an even longer night, the team left with hopes that Jules would wake up soon. Jessica finally decided to drop by, bringing Sam a bag of things so that he didn't have to leave.
"Can she hear me?" She whispered to Sam he shrugged, "I hope so—Or I've been talking to no one." Jessica giggled and held her mother's hand. "She's got to wake up soon—I need her." Sam nodded, "Me too sweetie." After a bit of visiting, Jessica left to go home and take care of Sydney and Carly, whom had been watched by Alexis and Clark while she was out.
The next morning continued the silence of the room. The monitor beeping had completely disintegrated from Sam's hearing as all he could do was talk to himself. He sat for hours just rambling on—holding a conversation with someone in a coma.
"You're the most beautiful woman I have ever met, Jules, you know that? I mean, you're smart, sweet, a wonderful wife and mother—." He smiled as he pressed his lips gently on hers, "and you're quite a sexy sniper chick." He mumbled against her lips. When he felt something brush against his cheek, he moved his hand, only to feel that she was stroking his cheek, "Sweetheart—." He whispered as a tear rolled cheek. He pulled away from her lips to see her eyes open and looking right at him, "You're okay."
She smiled and let her hand fall from his cheek to his hand where he grasped it tightly. "Sammy—I—I'm sorry."
Sam shook his head, "Baby—No—I'm sorry. I didn't even give you a chance—."
"We're both sorry." She whispered with a smile. "So what happened?"
"I haven't quite heard exactly who those guys were—they tagged you though. When you got shot, you were shot in the same place as all the other victims were, and you had a black bandana around your wrist. When we got here, they pretty much told me that you were going to die, but they got you on bypass for four hours. When they took off the bypass—you were in a coma—now—you're awake." He chuckled as he kissed her again, this time she kissed back. "Sammy—I love you." He smiled, "I love you too."
As he pulled away, he placed her hand at his lips. "Before I can sit here and act like nothing happened—I really want to hear what happened and I promise I wont get mad again."
She squinted to try and make everything become real again. "Sam—It was an old, old friend that saw me at a bar with Kira and Winnie." She could tell it was killing him to not yell and scream already. "Should I continue?" She asked as he nodded. "Well—I don't know really—He was an ex-boyfriend—Because—Well in high school—He was best friends with the guy who raped me."
"Jules—Why did you—?"
"He said he had changed and my entire sex life has gone down hill since we had Carly."
"You slept with him?" Sam wasn't even shocked.
She nodded, "But Sam—It's over—He then cheated on me. The day we were in the hospital waiting for Sydney is when I went outside and told him it was over—and then I heard a girl in the background and called him on it—he agreed it was over. Sammy, I'm so sorry."
Sam bit his lip, "Did this happen because of problems with our marriage or something?"
With a moment of silence she nodded slowly.
"But babe—."
"Sammy, we just never have any time for each other anymore. All these kids—And work—It's just like we just live together now, and we aren't married or in love."
He smiled and nodded to her, "Do you want to try and fix it, or is it too late?"
"Once I'm better—." She smiled as she saw the ring back on her finger, "We'll try whatever we can to fix it."
A doctor came in to find that she was awake and talking—which ended with her knowing she would be in the hospital for a while considering she was very weak, somewhat confused about what was actually going on, and extremely tired.
The team dropped by after shift to say hello and with smiles and gentle hugs they were happy that the two were going to try and work things out.
Another day passed until Jules was moved up to the general ward where the kids came to visit.
"Jules!" Sydney squealed as she ran into the room, Sam lifting her up in the middle of her running, "Shh." He whispered, laughing as she pressed a finger to her lips. Jessica took a seat with Carly in a carrier. Clark and Alexis were in school at the time. "Hey sweetie—How are you?" Jules spoke softly as Sam placed her next to her on the bed.
"Sam is going to take me downstairs to the doctor to get my cast off!"
"That's great sweetie! Are you nervous?"
"Mhmm. I wanted you to be able to come too, but you're hurt—so Sam said he'd hold my hand!"
Jules smiled, "Sam does know how to hold hands really well." Sam chuckled. "So you be brave, okay?" Sydney nodded quickly, "I hope you feel better, Jules! You made me feel better, so I'm going to make you feel even better!" Jules giggled, "Okay—Now go get your cast taken off."
Sydney nodded as Jules kissed her cheek gently and Sam helped her down.
"I'll be back in a bit." Sam whispered in Jules' ear, kissing her gently. Sydney giggled as Sam pulled her up onto his hip, "Wave goodbye." He told her as she smiled and waved to the group and they left the room.
"Now Jessica—Why are you being so quiet?" Jules smiled as she glanced over to Jessica who you could now totally tell was pregnant. When she stood up, she was holding Carly in her arms as she walked over. "I don't know—For one thing I'm dead tired."
Jules nodded, "I'm really sorry we're making you look after the—."
"No! I love looking after the kids. I don't know why—Its just—I love cuddling up with Carly in my arms and how Sydney now loves to feel the baby kick."
Jules placed her hand on Jessica's belly, "Someone's going to be a handful." Jessica laughed, "I know, I noticed that at like 3 am." She nodded, and moved her hand to take Carly's hand. "I'm so sorry I have barely been half alive enough to take care of all of you. Jessica, the day I get out of here, I want you to get to see the gender of your baby. The only reason you decided to wait is because you didn't want to go alone—so I'm going to go with you."
Jessica's smile lit up, "Really?"
"Yep. Then once we know, we can go buy stuff for the baby." Jules smiled as Jessica leaned over and hugged her gently, letting Carly rest against her shoulder.
"Thanks Mom. I'd really love that—when you get better."
"Me too Sweetie."
Jessica hesitated before she spoke again, "Listen—Mom—What happened with—?"
"We got things settled for now—don't worry about it."
Giving a weary smile, she nodded and kept quiet.
After about 20 minutes of talking and Jules holding Carly, Sydney and Sam returned.
"Jules! I got my cast off! See!" Sydney was so excited as she came in. She still had stitches where the bullet was removed, but the shattered bone had repaired. "That's great sweetheart! Did Sam hold your hand?" She nodded, "You were right! He does hold hands really good!" Jules giggled as Sam kissed her gently, "I do hold hands good." He chuckled.
"Well, I'm going to take this little one home—you too Sydney. I guess we'll come by tomorrow." Jessica told them as Sydney nodded and ran over to Sam who lifted her up to see Jules. "Bye Jules! I'll come back tomorrow to make sure you get even more better!" She kissed her on the cheek and smiled. "Okay sweetie—Now you be good for Jessica, okay?" Sydney nodded as Jules kissed her cheek and Sam helped her down. "Bye Mom." Jessica sighed as she hugged her gently, then let her kiss Carly. "Bye girls." Both she and Sam said as they left the room.
"So—How'd it go talking to Jessica?"
Jules smiled, "Fine—How did Sydney do?"
"Great."
"Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did things just get kinda—."
"Uncomfortable?"
"Yeah."
"Um—I don't know?" Sam answered.
Jules sat up slowly, holding her side where she had stitches. "Sam—Are you noticing how we are nothing without those kids?"
"What?"
"We never talk about anything but work or the kids. It's like—we're some old couple."
"Jules, we're not young and crazy anymore—we're parents now."
She shook her head, "But Sam—You know what I mean."
He nodded, "So—We aren't going to fix this?"
"Is it worth it?"
"Maybe." He told her without eye contact.
"It isn't."
"Should I—?"
"Leave?" She blurted out.
"Huh?"
"Yeah."
The uncomfortable conversation was followed by the uncomfortable pause.
Sam stood up and nodded, "I'll—um—call to check in on you later."
"Don't bother."
He placed his hands on the side of her bed, "Jules, we can fight all we want—but I will always love you no matter what."
"You told me that you didn't love me anymore."
"But I took it back."
"So? What if I had died? You would have never been able to take it back."
"Jules—."
She looked at him for a moment until he pressed his lips to hers—She didn't kiss back.
Yes—I know the quick little phrase convo at the end was confusing. Just read it again if you're that confused, but it was meant to be that way (:
Enjoy the cliffhanger. I'll try to update again before I go to bed (:
