Jules POV after the interview with Dr. Toth in Fault Lines.

Disclaimer: You should know that I write solely for my pleasure and your enjoyment. The characters are not mine; they were created by the producers of Flashpoint and about a half dozen other entities affiliated with the production of the TV series. They belong to those people. I just take them out and play with them occasionally. Or is it let them play with each other? The situations and descriptions in this story belong to me using characters borrowed from Flashpoint.

Once the Team had been dismissed by Holleran after the stressful day of requalifying exams, both psychological and tactical skills, Jules dressed quickly, hurried out of the SRU and headed home in her Jeep.

While driving, she reviewed her conversation with Sam that took place in the hallway after their psyche evaluations. She had to be honest with herself and accept that she still loved Sam. She couldn't just will those feelings to go away. Ending the relationship with him two years ago had not banished those feelings either, no matter how she tried to bury them. She'd been able to tamp them down and ignore them for awhile, but Toth's interrogation had resurrected them. It was during his questioning that she realized two things: the love she felt for Sam wasn't going to go away and she was tired of sacrificing it for the job. The job no longer came first. Other things were more important.

During the previous two years of fooling herself that this thing with Sam was over, Jules had tried to forget how very good they were together. It amazed her how one interrogation by Dr. Toth had so easily resurrected the strong feelings she had for Sam. Feelings she thought she'd buried but had only ignored. Emotions that had never gone away. If she were ruthlessly honest with herself, she would admit that she still felt a frisson of electricity whenever he was near. She could always tell when he was studying her. She knew every nuance of the emotions running through him when he'd give her tortured looks at work. She was tired of ignoring her true emotions about the man.

Jules was not usually into self-deception. If anything, she was rigorous in her acceptance of hard truths about herself, her job and her life. It was time to re-examine her feelings for Sam and decide what to do about them. Should she renew the relationship-if Sam was willing? Or continue to ignore it. Heavy thoughts to contemplate on the remainder of the drive home. Her heart was screaming one thing to her while her mind was still trying to reel her back to reason.

By the time she'd pulled her Jeep up the drive and parked, she knew what her heart was telling her to do. This time she was going to listen to that heart and not her head which was warning her plan of action could backfire in so many ways. What if Sam had moved on? What if they resumed their relationship and it were discovered and one or both of them had to leave the Team? In her mind and heart, she had finally accepted that Sam was worth it. No job was worth the loss of a love like theirs. It may have taken her two years to come to terms with that sentiment, but it only took two minutes to begin preparations to decide on a course of action to get him back and to implement that plan.

She hurried inside her house and up the stairs to rummage in the back of her closet searching for that one sleeveless blue dress she knew was there somewhere. The one that made her feel feminine and pretty, especially after a day in uniform when she looked like just one of the guys.

She finally found the dress, its hanger stuck to another. She untangled them and removed the dress, then dug into a drawer for the short white sweater to keep her arms warm during the chilly evening hours. She also dug around in her lingerie drawer looking for some sexy underwear to reinforce her desire to feel feminine.

Used to dressing quickly for work, it only took moments to slide off her jeans and functional undies and slip into the sexy ones and the blue dress. She applied a bit of make-up, brushed out her hair and let it fall in waves around her shoulders. Sam always liked her hair down when they weren't at work. She slid her feet into heels and felt as ready as she could to face Sam. Armed with her entire feminine arsenal, she left her bedroom behind and walked down the stairs.

Confronted with her front door, she took a moment to draw in a deep breath and confirm that she was ready to face Sam again. It was time to admit to them both that she'd made a mistake two years ago. She only hoped she could fix it now, that he would be willing to forgive and forget and move on.

All the way over to Sam's apartment, she had second and third thoughts. Her final opportunity to bail on this plan came as she lifted her hand to knock on his door, the number 1008 staring back at her. She paused briefly. She could turn around right now and he'd never know she'd been there. She inhaled deeply, chiding herself for being chicken. She was almost certain Sam would be happy to see her. Quickly before her brain could rule her actions, Jules rapped on Sam's door and waited for it to open.

He was home. The door opened and she faced Sam, this time as his former girlfriend, not his teammate. They'd only left work a couple of hours ago but it seemed longer.

She stared into his eyes waiting for him to say something. Uh oh, not good. So far she could see no reaction on his face. He stared at her for long seconds, and then he finally stepped aside to allow her to enter. He took his time shutting the door as though wondering why she was here. For an eternity, she worried that she'd made a mistake in coming.

He turned to face her. In a husky voice, his first words were: "You were right."

Right? "About what?" she questioned softly, nearly breathless, still staring into his blue eyes and willing him to show some sign of welcome. He hadn't closed the door in her face, so that was good, right?

He took a couple of slow steps toward her and replied, "It's not gonna go away." After a pause, he added, "So..."

Her voice echoed softly, "So?" Then his eyes dropped to her mouth. She felt the electricity arc between them as he leaned in and began kissing her. For Jules, this was what she'd been waiting for and missing. Mere seconds later, the kiss between them became more urgent and passionate as they tasted each other. Roaming hands explored familiar bodies. She was lifted onto the kitchen counter. He stepped between her legs which she wrapped around him. The passion and roaming hands continued to build urgently until it was rudely interrupted by the arrival of a tall blond opening his door and walking in unannounced. An exclamation of "Oh Wow" was heard from the blond. With a wounded expression on her face, Jules looked from the girl back to Sam as she hopped down off the counter and made a hasty exit from the apartment.

All the way back to her car, she wondered just what she thought she had been doing in approaching Sam again. How could she have been so stupid? "Dumb, dumb, dumb," she thought to herself. Apparently he had moved on even though she and the Team were unaware of it. She had trouble understanding why he would have invited her in and initiated that steamy kiss that felt like a homecoming to her. Her lips still tingled from the feel of his. Her body still felt his roving hands. She still thrummed with arousal. She was also shocked and angry. Angry at Sam for allowing her entry to his apartment if he was seeing someone and anger at herself for being so bold without a reason.

Before she could begin to process those last moments in Sam's apartment, her cell phone buzzed with an incoming message. Team One was being recalled to duty. She had to temporarily put aside all thoughts of Sam and his girl and get her mind back on work. The 10-33 Officer Down message blew all thoughts of Sam and her problems out of her mind as she raced back to the SRU with more urgent things to think about.

Upon arriving back at headquarters she'd learned that the officer down was her teammate Ed Lane. At that point, she had to concentrate on the job. She had to set aside any feelings she had when she and Sam were again paired for the interviews at Downs View Military Base. When they had a few moments of privacy, she apologized to Sam for not thinking to ask if he was seeing someone. The relief was palpable when he explained that it was Natalie, his sister. She had to concentrate on the job, a task made much easier by her relief that Sam wasn't dating anyone after all.