Romeo and Julie _ chapter 26

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Notes - I am running behind, time wise, so I am so sorry that there will be no shout outs this chapter, but I will answer your questions next time, and I thank you for your reviews.

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Fulton rolled over in bed and paused. There was something wrong. He could sense it more then he knew for sure that it was true. The way his blankets felt, the way the mattress dipped a little to the side. Something, or maybe someone else was on his bed with him. Cracking his eye open, a thousand questions hit him at once, but the first on the leave his mouth was. "Are you a dream?"

Rebecca smiled and snugged into his side in the bed. Fulton, still half asleep and unsure if this was really happening, pulled her closer. "Yes, I am a dream. The best dream that I have ever had" Beck whispered to him, running her fingers through his hair. Fulton smiled sleepily, it was nice to be woken up like this. "Good morning"

"Morning." He mumbled, opening his eyes to the full assault of the sunlight. He looked around, he was not in heaven, and this seemed to be real, so it meant that he really was in bed with Beck. How on earth had that happened? Fulton was pretty sure that he would remember taking a girl to bed with him. "I sware, when I went to bed last night, you were not with me." he told her, and Beck could not help but smile at him. "Not that I mind waking up with you by my side"

"What can I say Fult" Beck stretched, and it was then that Fulton felt the denim of her jeans up against his leg. So it was all completely innocent. Fulton didn't care, he was in bed with Beck! "Came to wake you up and I couldn't help myself, you just looked so cute."

"You look cute to" Fulton smiled at her. "But you always do"

"I am already in your bed Reed, under your blankets no less" she grinned, resting her head on his shoulder and letting him wrap his strong arms around her. "You don't have to sweet talk me."

"You are the coolest girl in the world" Fulton sighed, running her hand down her arm lovingly. "I sware, no other girl in the universe would do this"

"I know, that is why I am special" Rebecca grinned, looking up into his face. Fulton smiled down at her. "So, are we going to get out of bed today, Mr. Reed?"

Fulton just wrapped his arms around Rebecca a little tighter, pulling their body's closer. This was nice. It was all new to him, but it was nice all the same. "If I say no will you stay in my arms forever"

On the other side of the room, Dean groaned, made a gagging noise and then covered his face with his pillow. "Oh my god, you guys are giving me a toothache you are so sickly sweet to each other." He sat up, threw the pillow at the other two, and then stood, crossing to the bathroom. "Just get married, have a lot of children, and get over it already"

"Jealous" Rebecca replied. Oh, Low blow, Dean sighed, but it was true. If Rebecca had brought Fulton breakfast in bed, then they would be living his fantasy morning with Julie. Dean shook his head and closed the bathroom door behind him.

Fulton turned to the girl who was covering his body with hers. When exactly had that happened? "That was harsh"

"I know." Rebecca smiled sadly, tucking her head under his chin and letting herself be held. "But now, it is just you, and me, and this bed…"

Fulton, although he prided himself on being a sweet guy, could not help the thought that crossed his mind. Laughing at himself, he asked "Oh really, should I be excited by this?"

"Depends on what you think I going to happened between us" she held herself up on her hands and looked down at Fulton.

"Talking" Fulton whispered, tracing her mouth with his finger. He was unsure, but he thought he saw her shiver slightly at the contact. Either that or she was cold. "And I don't mind, I like talking to you"

Rebecca pressed her forehead to Fulton's and grinned brightly. "But we are not going to talk forever"

"Hell no" Fulton replied, a hand tangling in her hair to push it back over her shoulder so that it was not tickling his chest. He had completely forgotten that he was underdressed, only in his boxers, which he slept in, but Rebecca didn't look as though she minded, so he didn't mind. "One day…"

"There is that 'one day' thing again" She smiled.

"It is the story of us Beck" Fulton shrugged, well, tried to shrug, it was rather difficult with her pressed against his chest. Not that he was complaining. No not at all. "One day you will be my bona fide girlfriend, and I will be able to kiss you when ever to hell I want to"

Rebecca smiled dreamily. "Oh, can that one day be today?"

"Do you want this one day to be today?" Fulton asked her.

"I want it to be" Rebecca admitted, but then sighed. "But I am not ready for it to be"

"Then tomorrow…" Fulton replied, smiling.

"Sure, tomorrow" Rebecca grinned at her. It was amazing, Fulton was one in a million. No other guy in the world would ever be this patient with her without wanting something in return. But Fulton was just happy with being able to spend time with her. "I don't deserve you Fulton Reed"

For once, Fulton agreed. "You deserve better then me"

"You deserve better" She replied, kissing his forehead. "Cant you see that you are like a prince."

Fulton chuckled, and looked away, a telltale blush staining his cheeks. "I am not a prince. I cant be. The first time that I am alone in a bed with you, I am thinking completely ungentle manly thoughts"

"Once again, if you were any one else Fulton, I will kill you for that comment" Beck smiled, settling onto his chest, pressing her ear against his heart. She liked to hear his heart beating in her ear. "But it flatters me that you see me that way"

"Well, I do" he smiled and then ran his hand down her back softly. "I am sorry about the way I reacted."

"To what?"

Fulton sighed. "You going to New York for college. If it makes you happy, I want it for you"

"Well, like I said Fulton. It is not that far away, and we will visit each other, I promise. We can call and write" Beck replied, pressing her hand against his bare stomach. Gods Fulton had a sexy body.

"You will still forget me" Fulton whispered.

"Fuck off, as if" she looked up at him, amazed. How could she possibly forget about a guy as great as him. And anyway, she wasn't going to forget him, because she wanted to spent as much time with him as possible over the next few years. "I am never going to forget you, and if I begin to forget, I will tattoo your name somewhere so I can see."

Fulton chuckled. "Tattoo huh?"

"Do you think that tats on girls are sexy?" she asked him. Fulton shrugged.

"I don't know, but my name, right there" He steadied himself, and then ran his hand over her butt. Rebecca looked shocked, mainly that he would be game enough to touch her there, not so much that he had. Fulton looked so innocent. "That could be very sexy"

When she realised that he was yet to move his hand from her ass, she giggled. "Fulton Reed! that's harassment"

Fulton smiled, and replied in mock outrage. "Oh, and you inviting yourself into my bedroom, crawling into bed with me, and then laying on top of me like this is not harassment"

Rebecca sighed, threw the blanket off of them, and moved to get out of the bed. "Fine, I'll leave"

"Don't you freaking dare" Fulton replied, wrapping his arms tightly around her, holding her against his body so that she could not leave the bed, and then flipping the blanket back over them to hold some of their heat. "I want you to wake me up like this ever morning"

"Then come to New York with me…" she replied nonchalantly, and then realised what she had said. She had decided that as much as she liked the idea of taking Fulton with her to New York, she was not going to push him if that was not what he wanted. "I am sorry, I mean, I know you have your reasons for staying"

"I would come with you in a heartbeat" Fulton told her "Just…I have decisions to make… give me time?"

"Well, you gave me time." Beck replied, pretending to be thinking about it. Fulton smiled. "The least I can do is give you the same courtesy."

Fulton was just about to kiss her when there was a thump from the bathroom. Both of them turned to the door when Dean's voice yelled out. "Hey Beck"

"Yes Dean?" Beck called back.

"Are you finished stealing my roommates innocence, or do I have to stay in here?" Dean asked. He sighed and looked at his watch, he wanted to go get breakfast before it was to late. "I have other things to do today"

Rebecca looked at Fulton, who was blushing. "Innocence…?"

When there was no reply, Dean sighed and exited the bathroom. "Guys, I am entering the room anyway" He covered his eyes until he walked into the wall. "Cover anything you don't want seen" he sighed and then took his hand away from his eyes. He pulled on his shoes, and then, without looking at the couple in the bed, he moved to exit the room. "ok, I am going to breakfast, have fun"

"We will" Fulton mumbled.

Rebecca was still staring at Fulton. "Innocence?"

"Oh, be quiet" he blushed. Beck smiled, pressed a quick kiss to his lips, and settled into his arms again.

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Meredith entered the room to see most of the ducks sitting at their usual table. A few of them were reading their playbooks, and that made her a little worried. If they were still learning their lines, now, on opening day, then who knew that was going to happen tonight.

She approached the table and smiled at her young actors. "Good morning children! Any nerves, any one feeling the jitters yet?"

Goldberg glared at his teacher. "Wasn't until you said it, thanks Meredith"

"You will all do perfect" Meredith smiled at the gang. "I believe in you guys"

Connie, who was obviously already wracked with nerves, smiled at Meredith. "Thanks Meredith, that means a lot to me"

"That's good to know Connie" Meredith said, loud enough for the whole table to hear her and what she had to say. "See, me saying that means a lot to you, and people turning up to practice means a lot to me…"

Connie blushed, she had skipped the dress rehearsal yesterday to get some rest. Guy had skipped with her and they had rested together (they had only slept, honestly). Meredith was probably very disappointed in her. "Yeah, I am sorry about that"

"Don't be, no one really came to the practice" Meredith replied, looking at each person at the table. She had been disappointed when only four people, Fulton, Dean, Julie and Ken (Plus Beck and the rest of the string quartet) turned up for practice the day before. She had had no choice but to dismiss the others. "Oh well, it could be your funeral really"

"Ah, Meredith, I beg of thee, no talk of funerals" A voice said from behind her. Meredith let out a shriek as she was lifted into a hug and then placed to the side again. With eyes wide, she looked at a grinning Luis. Meredith took a small step back, scared by the younger boys over excited behaviour, and then she turned, and fled the ducks table.

"Why are you so happy…" Charlie asked, suspiciously. Luis didn't usually act like this, and it was rather scary. "Mendoza, you didn't get another girl did you? We thought you would have learnt your lesson after last time…"

"How come, I can only be happy, or in a good mood, if I 'get a girl' " Luis asked, sitting down at one of the bare seats. Usually, a comment like that would annoy him to the point of anger, but today, he was in such a good mood that nothing could change that. "For your information, I got a very good night sleep last night, I realised this morning that I know all my lines, I am going to be a perfect Tybalt, and, Mom flies in today, with my little sister. It is a good day all round!"

"Well, if you have to pick a reason to be happy, I would say that that is a good one" Dwayne replied. Then, he sighed. "My Ma and Pa couldn't make it."

"Why, is it prospecting season?" Russ asked. Dwayne turned to his roommate and gave him the finger. Russ was outraged. "Who taught him that"

"For your information, we have a cattle farm" Dwayne replied "and it is birthing season"

"Birthing season" Averman repeated, turning to Dwayne. "Fascinating, tell me about how cows are birthed"

Dwayne was surprised that some one was actually interested. "Well, first some one holds the cow, and another reaches inside…"

"Dwayne, No!" They all exclaimed. Portman looked at his friend and said. "Tell him later, when we are not trying to eat"

"Sorry Y'all" Dwayne muttered.

Beside Connie, Julie was staring speechlessly at the tabletop, thinking. She could not believe that she had met Joanna Portman the night before. She was such an interesting person, and she gave great advice. Just in the time that they had spent talking to each other, Julie had enjoyed herself. When they had realised who the other was, however, they had stuttered through another goodbye, and then retreated. Joanna had obviously felt that she had shared to much, and Julie, well, she was just shocked that the stranger she felt she could talk to had been Dean's little sister all along. She had probably gone straight to Dean to tell him what Julie had said.

"Are you ok?" Connie asked, turning to her friend. "Nerves"

"No" Julie shook her head. It was the truth, she was not nervous about the play at all, and that was amazing. "I just…I met some one last night"

Connie chucked painfully and rolled her eyes at her friend. "God Jules, not another boy, you are having issues keeping hold of Dean"

"Not a boy" Julie told her. "A girl"

"Julie" Connie asked, confused.

Julie looked across the table at Dean, and then back to Connie. "Dean's sister"

"Dean's sister?" Connie repeated. How on earth had she meet Dean's sister? "I didn't think that his family was flying in until today. "

Julie shrugged. "They arrived early"

Connie was interested. "So what did this fascinating girl have to say?"

"What I already knew, I have to tell him." Julie smiled. "But now I just don't know when"

"I do" Connie grinned and said loudly. "Hey Portman, Julie has something she needs to tell you"

Julie's eyes went wide as she reached out and covered her friends mouth. "Connie, what on earth are you doing?"

Connie grinned. "Making you tell him"

Dean looked across the table at Julie. "What's up Jules?"

She glared at Connie before replying. "Nothing, Connie has developed turrets"

Connie had gone back to her conversation with Guy, so Dean said. "You know, I think that is the most you have said to me in the last five days"

Damnit, he noticed. Julie had hoped that he wouldn't ask her about why she had not spoken to him since that day in his room. "I've been busy"

"So have I" he replied, hoping that the tension around this subject would disappear, because it was something that they really had to talk about. "Sorry"

"Don't apologise" Julie muttered.

"I am sorry" Dean told her. Julie looked at the table top again. Dean continued. "For more then just the silence"

Julie tried desperately to change the subject. "The play is tonight, are you excited?"

"Yeah" Dean smiled. "The 'rents arrived yesterday though. Pretty painful experience"

Julie felt like admitting she already knew that. "So, when do I get to meet the family?"

"Didn't think you would want to" he was surprised, he didn't think that Julie would want to meet his family, especially since no one was sure what was going on with them at the moment.

"Well…"

Dean was amazed. She wanted to meet the crazy Portman clan. "But if you do?"

"No, I mean, if you don't want me to" Julie replied softly. She wanted to meet them so that she could officially meet Joanna and talk to her a little more, she was such an interesting person.

"I never said that I didn't want you to, I only said that I didn't know if you wanted to" Dean replied, and then smiled. "Do you want to?"

"I want to" Julie replied. "I mean, if you want me to I want to"

"Good" Dean said, wondering what on earth they had just agreed to.

"Good" Julie echoed.

"So…" Dean began, smiling. "Did that make any sense to you?"

Julie laughed. "Yeah, it did, that is so odd"

"Do you know what else is odd?" Dean asked, finishing off his Breakfast. "The fact that your roommate was in bed with my roommate this morning?"

Julie was shocked. Innocent little Rebecca and Innocent big Fulton were in bed, together. "In bed as in…in bed?"

Dean smirked. "Jules, we have to sit them down and give them the speech"

"I am sure they know already" Julie laughed.

"I wouldn't be to sure about that" Dean mumbled "This is Fulton we are talking about"

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Luis held out his hands and watched as his little sister Eva walked slowly towards him. She took two or three slow steps, and then fell to the ground, but each time, she got back up and tried again. When she was close enough, she reached out and took his hand, wrapping his tiny little fingers around his and running into his arms. Luis smiled, shifted the little girl in his arms, and then put the girl back on her feet so she could walk again.

Luis looked at his mom, who was sitting at the nearby bench and watching her two children. Her life had been hard, she would admit that, but her two beautiful children were what made it all manageable. Bonita Mendoza had never married, her father had told her that she never would have the opportunity. When she was 16, Bonita had rebelled against her father who had brought her to America when she had wanted nothing more then to stay in Cuba. Her rebellion led to Luis, but Luis' father wanted nothing to do with him.

So Bonita raised her son on her own, and Luis had been a perfect angel for her over the years. Luis had been the man of the house since his grandfather died, and Bonita had to plead with him to go to the goodwill games years before, and also to move to Eden Hall. It had taken her a while to convince him to leave.

Luis would not have traded his life for anything. His mom loved him, and he had a wonderful father figure. Domingo, who had always just been Dom to them, was his mothers best friend. Early in life, Luis had suspected Dom to be his father, but then, when he was 10 and Luis had asked him about it, Dom said that no, he wasn't Luis's father, but he would like to be one day. Dom loved his mom. It was Luis's pushing that had brought Dom and Bonita together, and although they were not married, they had been dating for close to 4 years now. Eva was his mother and Dom's daughter.

And Luis wasn't dumb. He saw the smile and the ring on his mothers finger. It seemed that Dom had asked his mother to marry him. Luis was happy for them. Extremely happy.

Luis looked up at Eva, who was giggling and making her way down the pathway. They were on campus at Eden Hall, just visiting. "Mom, how long has Eva been walking?"

Bonita looked from her daughter to Luis, who was still kneeling where he had been playing with Eva. "A few months now"

"She is a little natural!" Luis smiled, watching as she ran with her chubby little baby legs. He really missed Eva, last time he had seen her, she had been still only so tiny. He missed his mom to, and Dom.

Bonita looked at her son. "You really miss her, don't you"

"I do mom. She is my sister" Luis smiled.

"She misses you to" Bonita replied.

While they spoke, Eva was still walking, getting further and further away. Bonita called after her. "Eva" the little girl continued walking, her playful little giggle floating of the air. "Eva, come here baby"

Luis stood. "I will go after her mom"

When he had caught up with her, he realised that Eva had sat down beside someone, making herself comfortable. As he approached the girl that his sister had sat down beside, he realised that she as familiar. It was the girl that he had met in the hall that time.

"Hi" The girl looked up at him, and then back to Eva. "She yours?"

"Not mine" Luis replied, kneeling beside Eva and running a hand softly over her hair. "But, my sister"

"She is just such a little cutie" The girl replied, smiling at Eva, who giggled in that adorable baby way. The other girl turned to Luis. "What's her name?"

"Eva Rose Mendoza" He told her, sitting. He held out his hand. "And I am Luis Mendoza, so now, you are the only one without a name"

"I am?" The girl smiled shyly. "Funny that"

Luis grinned. "If I asked, would you tell me?"

"Maybe" she replied, still looking at Eva, who was occupying herself by picking up the book that the girl had been reading and giggling at the pages.

"What is your name?" Luis asked her.

"Audrey" She replied softly. "Audrey Madden"

"Pleasure to meet you" Luis held out his hand. He smiled at her, the smile that he usually reserved for the important girls. Well, this girl was important. "I was hoping I would get a chance to talk to you. I wanted to thank you for what you said, about not believing the flyers"

Audrey blushed. "So you do remember me?"

"Yeah, I remember you" Luis replied nervously. He had no idea why this was so hard for him. He had spoken to millions of girls over the years, used millions of lines on them, but this time, with Audrey, he felt the need to be himself. And really, Luis Mendoza, when he was not chasing girls, was not as exciting as people thought he was. "What you said really meant a lot to me."

"Nicole and Matilda are bitches" Audrey shrugged casually. "I never believe anything that they have to say"

"Well, thank you anyway" Luis replied. He watched for a minute as Audrey made faces at Eva, who smiled. Luis realised that he really liked this girl, and now he had no idea how to approach the situation. "So…

"So…"

Luis had an idea. "Do you like Shakespeare?"

"Sure"

"Well, I make my Shakespearian debut tonight in the school auditorium. You should come along" Luis told her. Audrey smiled at him, still running her fingers through Eva's hand. "If anything, it will be a good laugh, a few hockey players struggling through Romeo and Juliet"

"I was going to come along anyway" Audrey admitted, and then smiled shyly at Luis again. "But now I have more then one reason to go I guess"

"Well, I think I should get Eva back to my mom." Luis said softly, looking away from her beautiful shy smile that made his heart flutter. That had never happened before, maybe he was losing his touch with the ladies. "I may see you tonight?"

"You may" she replied.

Luis stood and took Eva's hand. Eva looked as though she was about to cry because she had to leave her new friend, but Audrey kissed her forehead. Eva stood and Luis lead her back to their mom. He called back over his shoulder. "Bye Audrey Madden"

"Bye Luis Mendoza." Audrey replied.

Luis smiled. He would have to remember to thank Eva for that one day.

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Meredith's jaw dropped in amazement as the ducks stood on stage before her. She marched up the front of the line, taking in what they were wearing. Because no one had turned up at the dress rehearsal the day before, this was the first time that she was able to check what they had chosen to wear. She was in some cases pleasantly surprised. In other cases, she was frightened.

She paused in front of Charlie. "What on earth is that?"

Charlie looked down at what he was wearing. He didn't think that there was anything wrong it with. "It's a shirt"

Meredith threw her hands in the air, exasperated. "That is not a shirt Charles David Conway, it is flannel!"

Charlie shrugged. "Hey, you said I couldn't wear my ducks Jersey, you said nothing about not wearing flannel!"

"Charlie, man, you look like a lumberjack" Ken admitted from further down the line.

Adam smirked. "He's a lumberjack and he's ok!"

"Silence." Meredith yelled, and the ducks jumped, scared. Meredith had never raised her voice to them before. It was strange. "Just, shut up for a few seconds. Please"

Russ told his teacher. "Its not to late to quit"

"Is not to late to fail you!" Meredith replied. She was honestly beginning to feel the nerves of this production. It was opening day, they were still behind, and even now, the Ducks could not find the maturity to be serious about this. "Damnit, why couldn't you have just all turned up at yesterdays dress rehearsal!"

"Meredith, there is this little thing that I have grown accustomed to doing, it is called sleeping" Goldberg began. "With all the shit that we have had to do lately, none of us have slept much…Orion screamed at us for falling asleep on the ice."

"So you slept!" Meredith yelled. The whole team had blown off practice to go and take a nap. That was not good enough in her book. "Only four people turned up yesterday, you were all asleep?"

Averman looked around. "Yeah, majority of us!"

"You go on stage tonight!" Meredith exclaimed. "Tonight in front of all these people, who are expecting to be entertained. They expect to see this done, and done well, and you…you are sleeping through practice!"

"What about the people who go to our hockey games!" Charlie yelled. It was time for his instincts to take over, Hockey was more important then everything else. "They go there, expecting to see us play, we owe it to them to play well!"

"You owe it to them!" Meredith yelled. The team really was scared. Meredith had never, ever lost it like this. Maybe she was in the middle of a nervous breakdown or something. "What about owing it to me. You didn't even tell me where you were! That is the height of rudeness!"

"Captain Blood" Guy muttered to Averman who was at his side.

"No, more like Mistress Blood" Averman replied.

"What?" Meredith asked, moving to stand before the two boys.

Averman had never feared Meredith in the past, so there was no point in starting now. "Mistress Blood!"

"Oh" Meredith mumbled, and then launched herself at Averman. The Bash Brothers, thankfully, anticipated her move, and stepped forward to hold her back. It took both of them, Fulton grabbing her in a bear hug from behind and Dean in front, capturing her hands in his, but they managed to subdue her.

"Meredith, no!" Fulton began. "No matter how much you hate us at the moment, bashing up Averman is not the answer"

Dean chuckled. "It may be therapeutic, but it is not the answer."

"And what is the answer!" She yelled. "You go on stage in six hours, you don't have finalised costumes, you don't have complete blocking, you know nothing about stage etiquette. Fuck it!" Meredith struggled her way out of the Bash Brothers grip. She shook her head at the collection of hockey players (that she had hoped to turn into actors. Wishful thinking really) Meredith turned, and surprisingly, left the auditorium, repeating "Fuck it all!" over and over again.

The Ducks stood in shock. Ken asked. "Do you think she is coming back?"

"I don't know" Julie whispered, amazed. "But when Meredith storms out, she storms out in style"

Connie was still standing, staring at the door that Meredith had exited through. "What does this mean?"

"That we don't have a director" Adam replied.

"We don't have a director" Connie repeated.

"I just said that" Adam mumbled.

Guy looked around the group. "What are we going to do"

"Try and get her back?" Dwayne suggested.

"How, she looks so…" Ken began, then paused, looking for the right word. "Gone"

Charlie thought for a second. "Maybe we don't need her"

"She is the director!" Connie yelled. Charlie was insane, of course they need Meredith.

"And by now, we should be thoroughly directed" Charlie replied.

Dean smirked. "You would think so, right"

"So what do you suggest?" Julie asked, turning to the captain, who obviously had an idea.

"That we direct ourselves" Charlie told them. There were a few people who immediately thought that they couldn't do it. "Meredith got us this far, and now, we just have to get ourselves through tonight"

"Charlie, you are insane" most of them yelled.

"All I am saying is that we have been in this situation before" Charlie replied, holding up her hands to get the others to clam down a little and listen to what he had to say about it. When he was done, they could argue all they wanted to. "Like in D-5 when Bombay called us losers. Or At the games when Bombay did a runner that time and we had to use 'Coach' McKay."

Russ smiled. "Oh yeah, like that time at Eden Hall when Charlie got his panties all up in a bunch and left us!"

"Yeah, exactly like that" Charlie snapped sarcastically at him. "My point is, we never quit then."

"I seem to remember quitting" Guy sighed. "Especially at that game as D-5"

"And you did technically quit that time that you hated Orion." Fulton reminded the captain. "Because I quit with you, remember, we didn't go to school. We rode the roller coaster until we were sick"

Charlie rolled his eyes. "Ok, so maybe the examples were a little off"

Dean smirked. "Just a little"

"But what I am saying is that we usually stick together as a team" Charlie replied.

"Yeah, quit as a team!" Averman announced, and every one cheered.

"Oh for gods sake" Charlie rolled his eyes. Maybe Meredith had the right idea with storming out. "Do Ducks fly together or not?"

"Yeah, ok, ducks fly together" Julie smiled, and then paused. "except for the few times that they didn't"

"So lets do this!" Charlie replied, clapping his hands together. "What do you say?"

They each looked at each other, and the general decision was. "Sure, why not, what have we got to lose"

"So, what are we waiting for!" Charlie smiled. "You are your own director up there"

"My first directorial decision" Dwayne announced to the group as he crossed to his bag on the other side of the room. He picked up his trademark cowboy hat and smiled. "Is I get to wear the hat."