Author's Note: Hey everyone! Look an update! WOOOO!! Ok, so again thanks for the reviews and the support and stuff. Because I know you all care soo much about my life, my new semester is going very well. I'm loving all of my classes and that stuff. Ok so the conflict comes to a head in this chapter, I'm thinking it will only go about two more. Enjoy

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Chapter 8: What were you thinking?

When Charlie and Adam landed at the airport in Maine they rented a car and started driving to Julie's. Adam had calmed down a little on the flight, but he was still livid. He had agreed to let Charlie drive the rental car and to not yell at Julie when they reached the house. She had specifically said that she needed time away, and didn't want to be him to come out.

"We're here," Charlie said as they stopped in front of the house. "Now what?"

"I'm going inside," Adam said, taking a deep breathe, "You can come if you want to."

"Do you really think I'm gonna let you go in their by yourself?" Charlie said. "She made it pretty clear that she didn't want you here, so you made need protecting, and if Luis is in there he might need protecting."

"You never outgrew those protective mother duck instinct of yours did you?" Adam laughed.

"That's Captain Duck," Charlie said mock sternly. "Come on, Cake Eater, let's get in there."


Julie was sitting on the couch. There was still no sign of Luis. She thought about what Heather had said, about never being loved back. She knew she was incredibly lucky to have someone who loved her as much as Adam did, but she also knew that that couldn't possibly be enough, because if it was then she wouldn't be as unhappy as she was. As she was lost in a revelry she heard her phone ring. She didn't recognize the number, but she picked it up anyway.

"Hello?" She said.

"Julie?" It was Luis. "Listen don't say anything. I'm going back to Miami. It was wrong for me to come at all, what happened last night made me realize that. I'm always going to love you Julie, which is why I'm leaving. If you decide to leave Adam and when you work some stuff out, give me a call."

"Wait, Luis," she said, "Don't go back. Come back, please?"

"Julie I can't," he said. "It's wrong."

"Just come back and say good bye OK?" She said. "I want to say good bye."

"Fine, I'll come back to say good bye." He sighed. "See you in a little while."

"Bye" She whispered as she hung up. Then she heard a knock on the door. She wondered who it could possibly be. She walked to the front and opened it.

"Hi Julie," Charlie said. She looked at the two of them and then shut the door in their faces.

"Julie!" Adam shouted banging on the door. "Come on, open the door." She opened the door, crossed her arms and stared at him.

"Hi Charlie," she said, "would you like to come in? My mom made spaghetti last night there are lots of leftovers. And can you please tell Adam that I specifically said that I didn't want him to come here, and that if he can't even do that how am I supposed to believe he'll listen to anything I say?"

"I'm right here Julie, you can't keep me out of the house," Adam said. "I came to talk to you."

"Charlie, please tell Adam that I don't want to talk to him." Julie said sweetly.

"Julie, please stop acting like you're seven," Charlie said, indignantly, "and let us in the house. We're twenty eight years old, I think we're past this."

"Fine," she said moving out of the way. "Come in." As they were walking in, Luis walked up. He saw Charlie and Adam and quickly hurried to Julie.

"What's going on?" He said as he caught up. Adam started towards him. Charlie put his arm in front of him.

"No, Adam," Charlie shook his head. "Come on Luis, why don't you and I go upstairs."

"I'm not staying long." Luis said glaring at Julie.

"Why are you even here?" Adam said to him. "I mean, seriously, what did you think, me and Julie hit a rough patch and immediately you swoop in and try to get her back."

"See why I wanted to go upstairs?" Charlie said, feeling incredibly defeated.

"Look Adam, I made a mistake," Luis said. "I just came to say goodbye, then I'm leaving."

"A mistake?" Adam laughed. "Yeah, I'd say it was a mistake. We're married remember? I mean, I know that you never really liked the fact that she chose me over you, but I thought that you at least respected the fact that she's my wife, but obviously that didn't matter right, I mean all that ever mattered was what you wanted from her,"

"You don't know what you're talking about," Luis said turning around and walking towards the door.

"Wait!" Julie said, "Don't leave Luis. Adam do I get to talk?" She looked at him. As Adam was about to answer her cell phone rang. "Hold on." She said.

"Don't answer it Julie!" Adam said, almost begging. "Please, Julie." She glared at him and put it down.

"Fine." She said going over to the couch.

"I think I'll take you up on that upstairs thing now Charlie." Luis said quietly.

"Good plan." Charlie nodded and they headed up the stairs.

"I told you not to come." Julie said.

"I know, but I couldn't stay away." He sat down next to her. "Julie I love you."

"So you keep saying." She said.


"Seriously man, what were you thinking?" Charlie asked, "seriously, man? I mean, why did you come up here?"

"I wasn't thinking," Luis answered. "It's how it always is when it comes to Julie. I do first, then I think."

"That has always been your problem." Charlie nodded. "But it's different now, we're not kids anymore, and she's married, and you, you my friend, need to move on."

"I thought I had," he said. "If I had thought that anything like this was going to happen I wouldn't have come."

"You are so full of shit!" Charlie laughed. "If you really thought that Julie was going to go back to Adam, you never would have gotten on that plane."

"I know," Luis said. "How do you know us all so well?"

"It's the whole Captain thing," Charlie said. "I do it very very well."


Dean sighed as the phone call went to voice mail. As much as he didn't want to do it this way, now that he finally had the courage to tell her he couldn't bring himself to not say what he was planning on saying. He waited for the beep.

"Hi Julie," he cleared his throat. "It's Dean, look, I, I um, don't know how to say this, but ever since you came into the bar that night I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. I love you Julie, and not in that protective older brother way that you always thought I did. Look, I know you're going through a lot right now, but if there's any chance that you might feel the same way, I know there isn't much, but, look, if you could just call me and talk to me. Thanks." He hung up. "I blew it." He said to himself.


Yes yes I know, poor Dean. Don't worry things will look up for him. Reviews please!