A/N: Well, this is the start of my first novel length Sam and Jules story. It starts off a bit slow but don't worry, the next chapter will pick up quicker! Please read and review! This is the prologue so it is much shorter than the rest of the chapters!

SPOILERS: None really.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. I don't own Sam or Jules or Flashpoint or ION or CTV or anything else that you know and recognize!
WARNING: Contains big numbers, kicking and a 'gentleman-y' Sam. You've been warned!

Three years, one month, one week and six days. One thousand, one hundred and thirty eight days. That was how long it had been since they'd gotten back together.

Two years, three months, two weeks and four days. Eight hundred and thirty nine days. That was how long it had been since they had been cleared to stay on Team One. Eight hundred and thirty nine days seemed like a long time but it passed quickly when your day-to-day life was full of danger and trouble.

One week, two days and fifteen hours. That was how long Sam was going to wait until he asked her to marry him.

He thought it made sense, they had been together for a long time. They weren't getting any younger and Jules had already mentioned before that she would like to get married one day soon. She'd said that a few months ago and Sam had decided then that he would ask her to.

He was almost confident she would say yes. They lived together now so it wasn't really that much of a change. And he had already cleared it with everyone he could possibly think of. He had talked to Jules' father and gotten permission and he had asked the big boss at work who had, although somewhat reluctantly, agreed that they were very professional and, once Sam promised it wouldn't change anything, he had said yes. He had even spoken to his own family, asking what they thought of it. Natalie, being the only one to have actually met Jules, agreed and loved the idea. His mother had almost cried when she heard and his father, well his father hadn't really said much.

"Morning," Sam Braddock said, rolling over to see his girlfriend, soon fiancée, get out of bed. "Sleep well?"

"Not really," Jules Callaghan shrugged. "Somebody kept kicking me all night."

"Sorry about that Sweetheart," he said. "You have to admit though, I've gotten better at not doing that!"

"Sure you have," she nodded, leaning over to give him a quick kiss before going into the bathroom for her shower. "You keep thinking that."

Sam rolled his eyes and got out of bed, heading out to the kitchen to make them breakfast before work. They had a long shift today, fifteen hours on duty. Of course, chances were that they would end up relaxing for most of it but the team had been told to get a good night's sleep, just in case.

Sam was just setting the table when Jules came down, fully dressed and wide awake. He laid out the cutlery and served the coffee.

"Your turn," she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him lightly. "I'm done."

"After we eat," Sam said, pulling her chair out for her to sit.

"Why are you being so gentleman-y today?" she laughed, sitting in her chair. "Not that I'm complaining or anything."

"I just feel like it," he shrugged.

"Okay," she said as she started eating. "This is really good Sam."

"I know," Sam nodded, smiling a bit as he ate his breakfast.

"Sam!" she laughed. "Don't get all cocky. You're a gentleman one moment and the next you're acting like a bit of a jerk. I don't get it."

"Ahh," he shrugged. "It's just the many forms of Sam Braddock. You get used to it."

A/N: Please review and let me know what you thought! Reviews help me update faster!