End of Season 2-Epsiode 10: There Goes The Neighborhood

Synopsis: What WOULD have happened if Coach Taylor didn't walk in on Tim Riggins helping his drunken daughter, Julie, get to bed?

Chapter One.

"She wants to be with you," Julie mumbled as Riggins placed her on her bed. He bent down by her feet to untie her converse so she can finally get some rest after this long night. She's going to have the worst headache in the morning, Tim thought to himself as he rolled his eyes. "The world is spinning. Oh no, it's spinning!"

"Julie, just keep your eyes open." Riggins uttered as he took off Julie's shoes.

"I'm gonna vomit on the bed. I'm gonna vomit on the floor. I'm gonna vomit on the…" She continued. Riggins sighed and shook his head, annoyed.

"Let me help you up so you don't actually pass out and fall on the floor." Coach better appreciate this, was all that was going through Tim's head. Julie wrapped her arms around him and he saw her eyes roll back into her head. "Ready, three, two, one." He lifted as Julie moaned and he put her onto her bed. "Okay you good?"

"I'm good!" Julie grinned.

Riggins tried pulling away but Julie kept her arms wrapped around his neck. "Okay, it's time to let go now and get some rest."

"I'm good… I'm good." She smiled and pulled him in closer. Their noses touched and Riggins tried pulling away knowing that it wasn't right taking advantage of a young girl.

He sighed. "Julie, let go now." As he said those words their lips brushed against each other and he looked her in the eyes sternly. Looking into her drunken, bloodshot eyes reminded him of what kind of person he used to be. So he caved in, took a deep breath and pressed his soft lips hard against Julie's.

She let her hands go and started to giggle. She giggled some more… and some more. She fell back on her bed and started laughing hysterically. She banged her hand against the mattress. Laugh. Laugh. Snort. Laugh. Snort.

Riggins stood up and leaned against the wall. "I can only imagine what Rylie would have done to her," Tim whispered to himself thinking about the boy that was about to take advantage of her. Then he realized exactly what he was doing: taking advantage of Julie.

"I haven't kissed anybody like that since I was dating Matt!" She continued to giggle and snort. Then rolled on her back and fell onto the floor. "Oops! Ow, my head," she pouted and then looked back at Tim leaning next to her trying to pick her up again. He pulled her hair out of her face and saw her wound. There was some blood but not a lot. It sure was anything Tim Riggins couldn't fix.

He lifted her up and had her lean against the bed so she wouldn't fall while he got a washcloth and ice. He left her room and walked down the hall past the coach's room. He stopped as he realized the door was cracked just a bit. He quietly peeped in the dark room and saw Coach Taylor and his wife sleeping soundly in their bed. Riggins looked up as if thanking God that Julie did not wake them.

He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a washcloth off of the counter and wet it with warm water. Riggins opened the freezer and spotted a gel-filled ice pack that would be easy to rest on Julie's wounded head. He grabbed a paper towel to wrap around the ice pack so it wouldn't be too cold on her delicate, fair skin. Then, he reached into a cabinet and got a glass to pour water into. He also grabbed two Advil's so she could sober up a bit and at least make a little sense when she talked.

He walked back to Julie's room quietly and walked in, closing the door behind him. He sighed and wondered what he had just gotten himself into. He looked over at Julie whose eyes were closed and laying on the floor. He leaned against the bed and rested her on his lap. He moved her bangs out of her face but caught himself staring at Julie's face, brushing the back of his fingers against her soft, fair skin. He snapped out of it and got the washcloth, pressing it onto her wound.

She awoke feeling the sting. "OW!" She screamed and Riggins put his hand on her mouth.

"Shhh," Tim told her. "This will only hurt a bit. I'm just cleaning this up." He cleaned the scratch up with Julie wincing a few times. Then he leaned her up and gave her the glass of water. "Drink this and swallow these pills – you'll feel better."

She did as he said and Tim faced her placing the ice onto her forehead. She looked around the room giggling a little bit. "I liked when you kissed me," she mumbled. "Matt used to kiss me like that. But now he's dating some Mexican chick that lives in house named Carlotta. UGH." She grunted and continued. "They had sex. Did you know that?" Julie was over exaggerating. Tim didn't reply – he only listened. "We were going to lose our virginity together! But noooo! He had to fuck some other woman that lives in his house!" A tear fell from her left eye and Tim felt bad. "I wanted him back so badly."

She cried and fell into Tim's lap. Tim felt a little awkward not saying anything. He looked around the room and then at her. He rubbed her back, stroking his hand back and forth, trying to give her comfort.

"I'm a virgin. I'm going to die a virgin." She cried.

"No you're not, Julie." Riggins didn't know what to say. He never had a conversation with a girl like this before. "There are plenty of guys out there who would kill to be with you."

"I'm so lonely!" She whined and slammed her hand against the floor. She almost rolled her whole body over but he caught her and put her back onto his lap. She turned around looking up a Riggins. "Would you ever want to be with me?"

Awkwardly, Tim looked around the room. "Uh, like I said, there are plenty of guys out there whole kill to be with you."

"But would you kill to be with me?"

Tim didn't know what to reply in this awkward position he was in. He wouldn't have to kill to be with her. Tim Riggins could get any girl in Dillon if he wanted. Heck, he could get Julie if he wanted. But he wouldn't even try with her being his coach's daughter. She wasn't too young, she was a sophomore. Also, she was really cute, which was even harder for him to not give in to.

"Any guy would."

"So you would kill to be with me?" She rose her eyebrow giggling.

He shook his head, sighing. "Julie, you should probably get some sleep." He got ready to lift her up but she stopped him grabbing his hand. She leaned up sitting on her lap still holding his hand. Tim Riggins kept a close eye on his hand. She moved his hand up her shirt and onto her breast. Tim glared at her chest and gasped looking at Julie - this wasn't like her at all. He shouldn't have been doing this. Not in the coach's house. He worried. But he couldn't back away. He wanted Julie so bad right now and he felt like he had no control over himself. He mentally fought with himself debating whether or not he should remove his hand. So what did he do? He did what Tim Riggins always does: he took advantage of her. She who just happens to be his football coach's sixteen year old daughter.

A smirk showed on Julie's face and she placed her hands upon his cheeks and kissed him. Riggins placed his other hand into Julie's shirt. Wanting to continue on the bed, he took his hands out and lifted her. They fell onto the bed and he lay above her holding her neck up. He kissed her using tongue now and things were heating up. Tim knew he was going to regret this and that Julie wasn't going to remember a thing in the morning. All he knew was that she was going to hate him in the morning.