rumor: thank you so much for reminding me what movie that transparent moment was from! It popped into my mind and I couldn't think of where it was from!

A bit of a short chapter here (a set up basically), too much going on in life at the moment to give this proper attention, but it's almost at the end so have a little patience with me please! I'm writing as much as I can when I can! Enough talk here's the story.

Dean rolled over and groaned a bit wondering where all this light was coming from. He opened one eye and saw the drapes had been pulled fully open. He sighed and rolled over and covered back up for a few minuets till he had the feeling he better open his eyes. He pulled his head out from the covers and forced his heavy eyes open.

"Morning sunshine." Julie smirked with Fulton sporting the same smirk.

"Ok who are you and what have you done with the real Julie?" Dean asked rolling back over.

"Now now, no time to be grumpy." Fulton laughed.

"What do you two want?" He asked.

"A lot of things actually." Julie said and Dean rolled over giving her a look.

"Don't you dare start naming everything off." He warned.

"Would I?" She smiled sweetly.

"Jules." He warned again.

"You two are so cute!" Fulton laughed.

"Shut up." They said in unison.

"See." Fulton laughed again.

"Ignoring him now, so what is it? Why are you up so early?" He asked Julie.

"Early? Look at that clock dear." She said holding it up.

"Oh." Dean muttered and finally smirked a bit seeing it was just after noon.

"We have a lot to get done today." Julie said sitting down at the foot of the pull out bed.

"Today is the reckoning my man." Fulton smiled.

"You want to take Mitchell down today?" Dean said sitting up quickly.

"Yes I do. Call it an early birthday present to myself." Julie nodded.

"Then why on earth did you let me sleep so late?" Dean said reaching for a shirt.

"Everything is already planned that's why." Julie said.

"So how is it going down?" Dean asked.

"Well," Julie began. "Daniel has called for a meeting around three, in which we'll bring up a certain Australian owned company and someone else's shipping company. After that depending on how long he wastes denying any wrong doing, I will talk to Mitchell alone."

"Like hell you will!" Dean said looking in shock at her.

"Chill Cujo!" She shook her head. "The room will be bugged and a tiny camera in place, so I wont truly be alone with him ok?"

"Fine ok, still don't like this." He muttered then gave Fulton a warning look just as he opened his mouth.

"As I was saying, I'll bring up the painting and hopefully make him mad enough to say something to incriminate himself." Julie smiled.

"Let me get this right, you will be in a room alone with him. And all you want to do is make him angry?" Dean asked and she nodded. "Did you run head first into a wall this morning or something? Julie that guy is crazy, if you make him mad god knows what he'll do to you!"

"Dean like I said before you guys will see and hear everything! So just calm down ok?" She said.

"And how far away will we be from you? Next room or what, what if he's packing? Or has a knife." Dean went on and Julie closed her eyes.

"I told you we should have let him sleep." Fulton said shaking his head while Julie smiled weakly.

"Sleep? You mean you weren't even going to tell me?" Dean said incredulously.

"Oh for heaven's sake Dean." Fulton sighed loudly. "She will be safe ok? Yes we will be in the next room, I can't say he wont have some sort of weapon on him, but it's highly unlikely he will."

"If he does have something we'll know before hand." Julie said quickly.

"How?" Fulton asked looking at her funny.

"I just will ok?" She nodded.

"When this is over you are spilling everything is that clear?" Dean said and she saluted.

"Yes Sir Mr. Portman sir!" She said.

"And another thing, if he even so much as raises one hand to you I'm coming in there and killing him, got it?" Dean added and she laughed.

"If he hits me that's fine, just don't barge in if he's about to spill it ok? Promise me that, I can take a hit if it means being rid of him forever." Julie said pleadingly.

"I don't like this." Dean muttered.

"I can see that, but if Mitchell is gone for good then let me assure you for my birthday tomorrow I will break tradition." She smiled.

"Meaning?" Fulton asked.

"We will have the biggest party this town has ever seen!" She smiled.

"Then let's get this show on the road shall we?" Fulton proclaimed.

An hour later Julie was standing in her closet looking absently at various outfits.

"Tuff decision?" Meg said walking over to stand beside her.

"I thought I should look professional at least, don't you think?" Julie asked turning a worried look her way.

"It'll be ok Jules." Meg smiled putting an arm around her shoulders.

"I was so confident just an hour ago even, and now I'm just all over the place." Julie sighed.

"Well you don't have to worry about your safety, that's well taken care of." Meg commented moving forward and going threw a few clothes. "But that's not what you're worried about."

"No. It isn't." Julie rubbed her eyes and sat down on the small sofa.

"Being alone with Mitchell?" Meg asked holding up an outfit and getting a disapproving shake of the head from Julie.

"I know I won't truly be alone with him, but still. He has this way of unnerving me no matter how strong I play it. I'm so scared he's going to see right threw me and this will all blow up in my face." She said casting a worried look Meg's way.

"Jules, You can do this. Mitchell is good at breaking people down, but you're stronger then you give yourself credit for. I mean look at all you've done! You're a starting goaltender for a hockey team. And not just any team a team full of mostly men! During all that you've maintained extremely high grades. That's impressive!" Meg smiled sitting beside her.

"It's just hockey and school though." Julie shrugged.

"And it's proof that you can handle this, you've handled everything that's been tossed your way with remarkable courage so far. What changes now?" Meg questioned.

"I think it's just the idea this could all end right here today. No more Mitchell no more threats the end of everything. I'm so close, and I'm so scared it will be taken away. Either he'll get away again, or I'll screw up." She said softly.

"You will do this, and you will do it well. I have no doubts of it, if need be I'll go home bust out the old pom poms and we'll have a pep rally." Meg smirked and finally Julie laughed.

"Keep those pom poms for tomorrow." Julie smiled.

"There you go, that fighting cat spirit is coming back." Meg nodded and leaped up. "I've got it! Wear the knee high black boots, with the black skirt that cuts up the left leg."

She jogged over picking those things up and then headed for the shirt. "Wear that top that's sleeveless that looks almost like it's wrapped on. Know which one?"

"Humm the sort of off white gold hinted shirt?" Julie asked.

"Yes that one! Ok wear that and to finish it off the knee long black leather jacket!" Meg beamed.

"Meg?" Julie asked and Meg turned waiting for her to speak. "I'll be inside and it's summer out. Is the jacket necessary?"

"It most certainly is! Leather is power girl! And when I get done with you, the power will just scream out." Meg smirked then ran over grabbing her hand and pulling her to her feet.

"And here we go." Julie muttered and smiled.