"This is amazing." Connie said spinning around looking at the lavishly decorated ballroom.

"Jules really pulled out all the stops!" Charlie agreed.

"Is that real gold?" Luis said walking over looking up at the molding that lined the top of the walls.

"Wouldn't surprise me if it was!" Guy laughed.

"Me either." Adam said shaking his head.

"Do we have to wear suits again? This is getting to be too much!" Goldberg complained.

"Jules said we didn't have to go if we didn't want to! But if we come, its high class dress my friend." Russ smirked.

"That's just great." Goldberg muttered.

"Oh stop complaining! When else in your life will you have a chance to be at a ball like this? It's right out of classic Hollywood!" Connie beamed.

"Or Shakespeare!" Luis said dramatically receiving glares. "What? I haven't quoted in days, it's a record for me."

"Let's try to keep that record going shall we?" Charlie smiled.

"Like what you see?" Julie asked standing on the stairs behind them.

"It's awesome Jules!" Connie smiled.

"Is that real gold?" Luis asked and Julie laughed.

"It's gold plated, so yeah sort of." She answered watching his eyes go huge looking again at the ceiling.

"I'm staying here forever." Luis muttered and she got a strange look on her face as she walked past him.

"He's a bit scary today." She stated.

"You should have to room with him!" Goldberg griped.

"I thought you were sharing with Charlie?" Julie asked.

"I kicked him out, the snoring was just to much!" Charlie groaned.

"Yeah I heard about that snoring." She giggled.

"You think it's funny?!" Luis and Charlie said at the same time.

"Yeah, yeah I do." She giggled.

"Fine! Then he can come sleep with you from now on!" Luis stated.

"Oh no, he's not sleeping with me!" She said shaking her head.

"Nope just Dean." Jesse said quickly as Julie turned a very obvious pink.

"It's not like that." She muttered slapping him up side the head as she left.

"Ow!" He yelped.

"Serves you right!" Connie smiled.

"Violent girls." Jesse muttered.

"What is with everyone suggesting things." She thought to herself as she stomped her way to the kitchen. "It's not like there is anything going on." She pulled the door open and walked over grabbing a glass from the cabinet and getting water. She took a sip then leaned back aginst the counter thinking. "It's just an act, so why do they pick about it?" She took another sip then added to her thought, "And why dose it bother me so much." She shook her head turning around placing the glass in the dishwasher. She started off again when Meg's words sprang into her mind again.

"You know, a lot of people fuss and fight. Only means they love each other."

Julie sighed loudly; "I am not fighting cause I love him damnit." She muttered out loud.

"Love who?"

She turned around and looked up at Dean. "Humm what?" She asked.

"You muttered something about fighting with someone cause you love them?" He asked.

"Oh humm," She paused a moment. "Alex!" She said quickly. "I meant Alex."

"Alex?" He said strangely.

"Yeah you know annoying brother? Just humm someone suggested I was only fighting with him cause I love him." She smiled.

"That's insane." He said shaking his head.

"You have no idea." She muttered softly.

"What?"

"Nothing!" She said smiling then quickly changed the subject. "So are you set for tomorrow?"

"I guess I have to be right?" He shrugged.

"Get over it already! It's just a suit." She said starting towards the stairs.

"Exactly! Can't I just wear nicer clothes? I'll even clean up my leather jacket!" he said yelling after her.

"Forget it! If I have to I'll lock that jacket up in the closet till after." She turned around on the first landing looking down the stairs at him.

"You wouldn't dare." He stated narrowing his eyes.

"Just try me." She countered then turned and left.

"And she would too." He said aloud shocked yet amused by her.

"You're telling me she had a file?" Mitchell said sitting behind his desk at his house.

"Yes, and she said it had something that would be insurance, and we'd be hit where it hurt the most starting tomorrow night." Alex said coming to sit down in the chair before him.

Mitchell sat back and thought a moment, but too long for the highly jumpy Alex.

"What are we going to do?" He asked panicky.

"Would you calm down, It's Julie. She can't possibly get anything that could hurt us! You have basically nothing to hide." Mitchell paused as he stood up. "And I have my ass covered so well, not even the government could find anything, let alone Julie and her little group of twits."

"Yeah I guess you're right." Alex incoherently whispered.

Mitchell glanced over at Alex and rolled his eyes. "Useless waste of space." He thought to himself pouring a glass of scotch. "Alex?"

"Yeah?" He answered.

"Just leave everything to me." Mitchell smirked having a plan already in place.

"Tomorrow will be perfect." Julie smiled looking at her completed dress on a stand in her dressing room.

Dean was walking into the sitting room when the phone rang, he heard her race to get it and slowly made his way to the door, he halted hearing her side of the conversation.

"Everything set to go?" She asked and waited. "Right, don't worry about Alex its Mitchell that is the target." She paused then laughed. "Trust me, this will work. By this time next week I'll be twenty one, in control and free of them both!"

He heard her laugh a bit more then said a goodbye. He walked in just after and she turned to smile at him.

"Friend on the phone?" He asked watching her closely.

"Yeah it was." She smiled cheerfully not letting on to anything unusual happening.

"That's cool." He mumbled.

"Something wrong?" She asked.

He started to speak then stopped and thought over his words. "You did mean it when you said you'd tell me before you did anything right?"

She was caught off guard by his question and wavered in her confidence slightly, "Yes I meant it." She said cautiously.

He nodded then smiled, and she returned it.

"I'm going to take a shower then get to bed, big day tomorrow." She flashed him a smile. "You should go shower also." She smirked.

"I resent that." He stated.

"You sound like Averman." She commented.

"Ahh Julie Jules Jules! The puck stopper, the superstar." He taunted and she rolled her eyes.

"Yeah ok see you in a bit Averman." She laughed and disappeared threw the door.

The smile slowly faded as she left, thinking about what she was up to. He rubbed his chin a moment then sighed and spoke softly. "She promised, she'll keep it. I have to trust her." He then looked up and whispered. "Just don't let her do anything stupid would ya?" He laughed slightly and walked off heading for his own shower.

Hours later the house was silent and dark. Julie was lying awake in her bed looking up at the ceiling. She heard nothing from the sitting room since the tv went out an hour earlier. Everyone it seemed was sleeping now, all but her. She knew tomorrow would be a huge day, so much was at stake. "It will all be ok, I just know it will." She thought to herself and smiled, she heard a loud thump sound and sat up staring at the door. She heard an array of muffled curses and jumped out of bed and opened the door.

"Problems?" She asked Dean as he was trying to get himself un tangled from the blanket and off the floor.

"No I enjoy falling off a sofa, the tangled up blanket just adds to the fun." He sighed.

"Yeah looks like a blast!" She giggled getting a look. She smirked sweetly; "Well I'll leave you to it then." She turned around and felt a pillow smack her head.

"He shoots he scores." He laughed wildly.

She turned around and gave him a stare before walking over and hitting him with the pillow. "Butthead!"

"Butthead? I'm truly hurt now Jules." He smirked.

"Oh just go to sleep already, you'll need it for tomorrow." She started for the door again.

"Hey hum Jules?" He asked suddenly quite serious.

"Yeah?"

"About tomorrow, what exactly goes on at these ball things." He asked watching the amused expression cross her face.

"We eat, waltz, talk, waltz, drink, waltz oh yeah and we waltz a little." She smiled this time watching his face. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing, just wondering." He said starting to lay back down.

She thought a moment, "Dean?"

"Yeah?"

"You can't waltz can you." She questioned walking over to look down at him.

"No." She heard him mumbled from under the pillow.

"Thought so." She yawned.

He moved the pillow of his head and looked up, "I don't really have to know that do I?"

"Suppose not, course if the occasion calls for it you'll look rather silly." She giggled.

He groaned and she sighed, "Do you want me to teach you the basics of it? It's not very difficult."

He looked up at her obviously hating the idea but knowing it was needed. "Fine, ok." He groaned and got up.

"Now?" She asked surprised.

"You think I want anyone to see me learning to dance?" He stated the added; "You don't count."

"Gee thanks." She smirked and he rolled his eyes.

"Ok what do I do." He said standing in a strange manner with his hands out.

She busted out laughing, "First off don't stand like you're about to attack someone. Think of it this way, it's like dancing on air there isn't much effort needed for it."

"Dancing on air." He mumbled.

"Just watch me ok?" He nodded as she moved around the room with ease.

An hour later he was getting better but still had one little problem.

"Ow."

"Sorry." He shook his head.

"It's ok just try to relax a bit ok? My feet will love you forever for it." She giggled.

They tried again and after a few minutes he finally got it.

"This is kinda fun." He said surprised.

"Yeah it's a nice dance." She agreed.

"Don't' tell anyone I said that." He said quickly.

"And if I do?" She smirked.

"Jules." He gave her a look and she sighed.

"Yes sir." She saluted.

"Ok I think I've got this." He nodded and she agreed.

"Good I need to go check my feet for bruises." She taunted.

"Real cute." He said flopping back down on the sofa.

"Was just joking you know." She smiled.

"I know." He glanced up at her and smiled.

They both just sort of stayed that way in silence a moment.

"So humm I'm going to bed." She smiled and he nodded.

"Yep it's getting late."

"Well, goodnight." She smiled.

"Night, thanks Jules." He stated as she started by.

"No problem." She smiled then punched him on the arm.

"Now I'll have a bruise." He said acting to pout.

"Awe poor baby." She smiled and walked back into her room.

He smiled and lay there thinking, "Maybe it's time I just lay it all on the line." He thought, "What's the worst that could happen? She tells me she doesn't like me like that? I can handle that." He closed his eyes then heard his heart disagree." No I couldn't." He groaned, "But she won't say that, and if she dose I'll just change her mind." He smirked feeling like his old bash self again.