Grief
Chapter 5
By: Kary G.
Jules heart began to pound rapidly in her chest, the tears streamed down her face, her hands shook violently, and she couldn't turn around until she heard Greg screamed.
"Freeze! Don't move!" he took a few steps. Spike took a device to check where the landmines were located on that fake floor.
"Sarge!" Spike was in shock. "There's not a single landmine in this fake tile floor,"
Greg quickly moved inside the store, and took the hostages outside away from Robert who still had a bomb attached to his stomach. "Spike! Help Robert with that bomb!" and THAT'S when Jules took the courage to look at her brother standing, and a dead Alexander on the floor.
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Sam looked at the scene from the top of the building. A clean shot was all it took to end Alexander's life. He hurried downstairs to see Jules.
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A sense of relief, happiness, and adrenaline travel inside her veins, that joy lasted a minute when she noticed Spike trying to deactivate the bomb.
Spike hands were sweaty as well as his face. The environment around them felt tense. Why was Spike taking so long to get rid of that bomb? She was so distracted looking at his friend trying to help his brother that she didn't notice Sam behind her, until he touched her shoulder was when she jumped.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Sam told her.
"It's ok… and thank you, Sam," he nodded, but felt Jules arms around his neck. He kissed her cheek, a weird feeling travel inside each person's body. Sam felt the need to look for her mouth, and kiss her fiercely. Jules wanted to let her hands play on his muscular chest, and to see those blue eyes.. both wanted to rip the clothes apart… they wanted to kiss each other skin, to feel the burning passion consuming one another… Jules had to break that moment of lust that both SRU officers were having on their minds.
Jules brothers approach her hugging her so tight that she felt she was going to die for suffocation.
"Are you ok, sweetie?" one of her brothers asked.
"Yes, I'm fine." She said.
"Jules," a voice called her through her radio that was hidden in some pocket on her union.
"Jules here. What's wrong Spike?" she questioned Spike who was working a few feet from her.
"I want you to get all the people out of here, this bomb is about to blow up in 3 minutes. I want you, and the others to get out now," he made it an order.
"I can't leave you Spike, and my brother. Non I will not go," her stubbornness was becoming to win.
Robert took the radio from Spike. "Juliana, listen to me. If you don't get these people out of here along with your friends, they'll die… we're all going to die. I'm giving you an order to get the hell away from here,"
"I will not do that, Robert." Greg approached Jules. His face said it all..
"You have no choice with me Jules, I'm giving you an order to get out of here, this is dangerous, and.." Jules cut Greg off.
"Don't you think I know that! I can't leave Spike, and Robert alone. No…" she took the radio once again. "Listen to me Spike… find a damn way to get rid of that bomb, I can't loose Robert.." she paused for a moment. "Just like we lost Lewis," she took a deep breath. "So, don't tell me to get away from the area, because I will not do that!" her voice firm. Sam, Greg, everybody knew she was NOT getting away from that area…
Robert looked at Spike, and spoke on the radio. "Damn it Jules! Do as you are told. If I die…"
"Stop it…" she said.
"Juliana… if I die, I want you to be there for dad along with our brothers…"
"You will not die! You will live, and will have a normal life just like everybody else... You can't die, not like Lewis… You can't leave me. Not now! So, you better listen to me… mark my words.. I WILL NOT GO, I WILL NOT LEAVE YOU ALONE, I'LL DIE WITH YOU IF I NEED TO, BUT PLEASE DON'T ASK ME TO GET AWAY," tears of fury, and desperation ran down her cheeks.
2 minutes 15 seconds….
"Get out here Jules!" Spike yelled so everybody could listen. The time was running out. Spike needed to get rid of that bomb. He needed to save Robert. Jules was right on something… he was not letting him die, he deserved to live a normal life… he needed to save him… he couldn't save Lewis.. damn destiny, but now he had a choice: Save his best friend brother.
Spike was so nervous that his hands were shaking violently… a lot of cables, a lot of colors… a blue, red, brown, yellow, pink, the whole freaking rainbow was on that bomb… he cut a few of them… and now there was only two… if he cut the wrong he was going to blow up in little pieces.. he had two choice: the red one, or the blue…
1 minute 15 seconds….
"Come on Spike, you can do it," a voice inside him told him, reminded him, and demanded him to do something… but which cable was the correct one?
35 seconds…
He didn't know which cable to cut… his heart was pounding so hard, and loudly, that he stopped breathing for a moment giving Robert a chance to see Spike's heart pounding, and pounding…
25 seconds…..
Blue cable… red cable. Spike couldn't follow the "which cable is prettier?" game.
"Oh god, which one is the one I need to cut…" he thought to himself.
8 seconds……
7…..
6…
5...
4…
3….
2…
1….
Click!