Julie had learnt from Angel that while her and Jack were out having fun the night before, Bobby was out having his own kind of fun. Fun that consisted of going from bar to bar tracking down anyone and everyone who knew anything about what happened the night of his mothers murder. The cops had told Bobby that they had some witnesses that said that a group kids were playing basketball across the street from where his mother was that night. He then found a bartender who knew of someone who might know who was on the basketball court that night and where to find him.

Jack and Angel were waiting on Bobby at the front door. The plain was they were going to track this kid down and ask him a few questions, but from the amount of guns and ammo that Julie saw Bobby pack into a duffel bag it looked as if they were going to war. Bobby was in him moms room, where he had been staying, getting ready to leave when Julie walked in. His head was down and he was putting something else in the bag.

"Bobby" Julie said, trying to get his attention. He looked up at her, then stood straight stopping whatever he was doing and looked at her.

"Yeah?"

"I'm going with you." Julie told him.

"No you not." Bobby calmly told her. She thought that maybe he knew she would want to go.

"Why the hell not?"

"Cause this doesn't involve you"

"The hell it doesn't, I have as much right to go as you do. I mean for fuck sake she was more of a mother to me then mine own was!" Julie yelled.

"No." He simply said, then he picked up the bag and tried to leave the room. And the conversation. But Julie quickly moved in front of him blocking the door. However in doing so she was now uncomfortably close to him. For some reason the memories of what she was thinking about earlier that morning flashed through her mind. Along with the sight of his half naked body at breakfast that morning. She looked up at him to find him looking down at her body. When he noticed that she was looking at him his eyes met hers. For a second Julie thought she saw his eyes soften, and look at her like he actually cared for her. But as quickly as the look was there it was gone and replaced by what looked like anger.

Suddenly Bobby grabbed Julie by the hips and pressed her into the wall by the door. She put her hands up to push him away but her took her hands and held them above her head. He then quickly lowered his head and kissed her. He transferred both of her hands into one of his own and mover the free one to hold her hip still. All the while Julie was trying with all her might the fight him off. He used his body to try to keep her still but she was able to free one hand then the other and shove him back with all her strength. Bobby took a few steps back from her as she shouted,

"Jesus Bobby what the fuck!"

"What wrong cant handle a real man. I think you've been with Jackie for to long. When was the last time he did that to you?"

"First on all Bobby we've only been out once! Second, what we do is none of your business. And thirdly, if we did fuck I'm pretty sure I could bet on my life that it would be a way better fuck then whatever you could do! Hell you've been in prison for so long you might not even know where to put it. Yeah, but I am sure that they all loved your slicked back greasy hair look in jail, you probably made a nice bitch to some guy named Tank!"

Bobby looked unfazed, "The only bitch I see here is you." And with that he picked up the duffel bag he had been packing and left.

Julie didn't get it. Only a few days ago he was so nice to her. She even found herself starting to like him, but even since last night when she went out with Jack he was being a dick. Was he jealous or something? All she knew was that right now she was too pissed off to think. Thank god she was home alone because had anyone been there she probably would have taken out her anger on them, and the last thing she needed was to piss of another Mercer brother by being a bitch to them for no reason. She thought for a moment about going out and having a few drinks. But she looked at her watch and seeing that it was getting late she decided to turn in. She had an early shift tomorrow so she figured that sleep was the best thing for her. Then after work she was going to have to figure out what to do about this Bobby thing.