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((Here is the humungo chapter I promised. Actually it's just as long as the others have been but so much happens because it's the Iceland game. Now what I said about Dean being really pissed the day of this game was in the last chapter. You have to remember that on the day everyone went around L.A., Fulton and Dean saw Bombay with the "Iceland Chick" and they're pissed about it. I'm picking it up in the locker room.))
GAME AGAINST ICELAND (1)
Dean's POV
In the locker room before warm-ups. I've decided that coach is an asshole and a liar. Fulton wants to give him the benefit of the doubt but I think its still crap that he's busy hooking up with trainers while we working our asses off at practices.
Bombay strutted into the locker room with his hair slicked back wearing a designer suit. Fulton and I were gonna talk to him and see if he'd own up.
"All right, are we ready for warm-ups?" Cheers echoed throughout the locker room from the team. "Let's go!"
I looked over at Fulton and he nodded then we approached Coach together.
"Good night last night, Coach?"
"Yeah, it was fine." He was not getting off that easy.
"What'd ya do?" I asked while adjusting the straps on my gloves.
"Oh, I…just watched some TV, got to bed early." Liar…
"But not without a little dessert, right?" He turned toward me surprised and a little scared. I backed away smiling and nodding.
Hi, everybody. Welcome to today's game. This is a very important match up, Team U.S.A. against Iceland in what could be a preview of the championship game. Iceland coached by Wolf "The Dentist" Stansson. He'll be taking on Gordon Bombay.
Jesse is taking the face-off against a guy twice his size. Screw this, I run over and block him. I didn't hear anything anyone said to me at that point. I'm so pissed off at Coach and this team.
"Come on, fool! Get up!"
"You ran at him unprovoked."
"Huh?" I turned around quickly and the ref fell over.
"Calm down, son. You're out of the game."
"Give me a break!" Another ref grabs my shoulder and starts pulling me toward the locker room doors. I pull off my helmet. You've got to fucking be joking. I punch open the door.
"Oh man." I storm angrily into the empty locker room. A small TV in the front is on and showing the game. WHAT THE FUCK? The guy I just knocked over seems to have healed perfectly fine because he just scored. These guys are huge and really fast. They need me out there. This is ridiculous. "Pass it Dwayne, the idiot is right behind you!" I yell at the TV like it could hear me. "I can't believe this is happening." I pull the towel off my neck and throw it on the floor. "I should be out there!" Where is the goddamn penalty? These guys are charging and checking us like nothing. They practically broke Ken in half. "Please give me one more chance to get those guys!" I pull the stool in front of my and break it over my knee. We cannot lose this game. It the third period and we're 4-0. "PICK IT UP, DEFENSE!" I yelled at the small television. Make that 5-0. He's putting Julie in. Maybe we can still catch up.
End POV

Julie's POV
"You're off, Golburg." Coach nods to me so I grab my helmet and step onto the ice. We're still in time-out.
"Hey, good luck, goalie. You're gonna need it."
"Thanks, Golburg." I skate over to the net putting my gloves and stick on top. Then I hear skates behind me.
"Sending in a woman to do a man's job." I pull off my helmet and grabbed the stick from the net.
"Don't break a nail. HAHAA." Wow that's so funny, not. I turn around to see the two leading players from Iceland.
"I'm sorry, boys, but can you help me with my pads, please?"
"Yeah." I push the stick forward giving them both a good, hard hit in the groin.
"Oof." The guy farthest to my left falls so far back he falls into the ref's feet.
"That's intent to injure. You're out of the game. Let's go, young lady."
"See ya around, fellas." I say grabbing my gear and stepping over them. As I pass the bench I see how disappointed the team is and I regret my prank.
"Thanks for the breather." Golburg tells me as I skate by him. I shouldn't have done that. I walk into the locker room to see Dean punching the table. He didn't even see me until I was directly in front of him.
"Hi." He managed to grunt out.
"I know how you feel." I say very truthfully. My presence seems to calm Dean down a notch. He starts taking off his pads at warp speed. Before I even have my skates off he is pulling on his black jeans. Next thing I know he is fully dressed. I turn toward the TV when I hear the goal siren. Adam had scored. Sandersson then came over and broke his stick over Adam's wrist.
"You should've hit that asshole harder. Now I'm gonna do it." He said racing for the door.
"Dean! Don't!" I yell after him but he is already gone. The camera turns to the penalty box where they are placing Sandersson. Then I see Dean racing down from the bleachers and trying to fight Sandersson through the box. Security runs over and grabs Dean."Holy shit." I say to myself. I pull off my jersey, shoulder and arm pads and thrown them into my locker. Then I sit down on the stool wearing only my leg pads and ITECH shirt. Dean burst back into the locker room. He came over and sat down next to me.
"I hate not being able to do anything."
"That's how I feel every game." After some silence Iceland scores again.
"Coach is a dick."
"Why?" This had to be why he was so out of it today.
"Last night Fulton and me were hanging out down on Main Street. And out of the Ice Cream Parlor walks Bombay hand in hand with the Iceland Trainer."
The siren whaled and Iceland scored again. Last period, the last three seconds, Charlie misses his shot. But it wouldn't have made a difference because they were up by…11. The rest of the team filled into the locker room. I stayed sitting down, Golburg and Connie sat behind me. Dean went to the back to talk to Fulton. Charlie sat down across the table from me.
"Prepare for hell guys." He said hoarsely. Bombay stormed in. He halted in the middle of the room staring at us. Then he started pacing.
"Twelve to one." He said simply. "TWELVE TO ONE. You know what word comes to mind when you think of that? Hmm? PATHETIC! You guys were brought here to play hockey."
"What about you?"
"What about me Jesse?" Okay I couldn't hold this in anymore.
"Coach Stansson knew everything about us! They were ready for us!"
"Yeah and you spend all your time driving around in convertibles and talking to all those sponsor fools."
"Or hanging with the Iceland lady!" Fulton added. He was extremely pissed. "We saw you two Saturday night."
"Eating ice-cream with the enemy, huh, Coach?" I turned around and looked at Dean. He nodded to me. I thought he was joking.
"What?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"What are you talking about?" Everyone turned to Coach angry and betrayed.
"Hey! Hey, what I do is none of your business. Is that clear?" Everyone sighed and started taking off their pads. "Don't take those pads off. Everyone stay in your gear. We have practice."
"Tonight?" Golburg asked in disbelief.
Practice was a nightmare. Look at this timeline. The game ended at 11 o'clock at night. We got let out of practice around 2 in the morning. I'm gonna give the rough estimate of about 90000000 sprints and laps. And we have class tomorrow morning at 7. Connie had gone to the dorm ahead of me before I finished changing. Charlie made Dean walk home with me. It was only a ten minute walk from the Coliseum to our dorms but Charlie is like a protective brother.
"He's out of his fucking mind." I said more to myself than anyone else.
"I told you he was a dick." Dean said groggily. Once we were at my door Dean leaned against the wall. "Hey, Jul. Don't be pissed off about not being able to play tonight. Those guys needed a good shot to the nuts. And seeing as how it's Bombay's decision not to put you in, well we don't care what he says at this point, right?" I laughed a little.
"Right. Thanks for walking me back." Dean came towards me and gave me a quick hug. I don't know what made me do it because my full intent was to hug him and then go inside. Instead of drawing away I put my arms around his neck and kissed him. As if the moment wasn't weird enough, instead of being surprised or drawing back he put his hands on my waist and pulled me closer. It took two full minutes for me to realize what I was doing and I pulled away from him. "Well, night." I said grabbing my bag and going inside the dorm.
End POV
((it sooo cheesy…i know))

Dean's POV
The door closed behind her and I was still rooted to the spot. Did that really just happen? This has been the weirdest day of my life. I pick up my bag and go down a floor to my dorm. When I open the door Fulton is sitting on the bed fully dressed. I come in, drop my bag, close the door and collapse on my bed.
"Can you believe him?" Fulton asked angrily. For a minute there I had completely forgotten why I had been so pissed off today. "Portman...Dean? What took you so long to get back anyway?" Umm, I had to walk Julie back and then I kind of kissed her? No way was I gonna say that.
"I had to walk Julie and Connie back to their dorm." He stared at me. "What?"
"Julie and Connie? You're sure?" Shit, he knows. No-shut up how could he know.
"Yeah."
"You're not a very good liar are you? Tell me what really happened."
"What are you talking about?"
"Me, Guy and Dwayne walked Connie back, intelligence." Crap.
"Okay so it was Julie and Adam. Give it up Fulton. I'm too tired to remember."
Fulton stared at me very closely. Once it seemed like he had found what he was looking for he laughed out loud. "Not too tired to make out with Julie are you?" Okay either he read my mind or he's a fucking stalker. "Unless you wear lip-gloss and I don't know." I grabbed the small mirror from the bedside table to see what he's talking about. It wasn't much but yes you could definitely see tints of pink, glittery lip-gloss smeared on my lips. I quickly wiped it off and threw the mirror down. Fulton was rolling around on the bed laughing. I took my own pillow and threw it at his face.
"Shut up, Fulton."

((haha…wow. I know it's cheesy but that's the way it's gonna be. It took me six chapters but I finally but Julie and Dean together! Yay! Love the reviews- you guys rock.))