((Disclaimer: No, I don't own them. Not the characters, locations or movies. The quotes are from the movie.))

Everything is back to normal…somewhat. I mean we still have a few more games to win before we can make it to play-offs but everything is going well and Coach is not an ass and yeah, whatever. I'm lying on my bed reading the latest letter from my brother. Connie comes in from her shower and throws her wet towel at me.
"Thanks a lot, Connie. My brother is getting married." I throw it back at her.
"Stop dancing around the subject. I want details and like right now."
"I don't dance." I say laughing. "And I don't know what you mean."
"Okay go ahead and pretend. But I know what I saw. And you're going to tell me exactly how this happened."
"Whatever." I say pretending not to be interested. I love teasing her and holding information from her. It makes her squirm not to know the latest gossip.
"On the bus on our way back to the Coliseum I saw you getting more than a little bit close to Dean Portman. Now I'm going to give you a chance to explain yourself."
"Connie. Now you know I don't kiss and tell so--"
"Julie! Come on! I tell you everything that happens with me."
"I don't ask you to."
"Fine. Ruin my fun. But just answer me this serious question." She stopped fidgeting and her face got very serious. "Is he…a good kisser? I pulled my pillow off my bed and hit her with it. And the night went on pretty much the same way: Connie asking me some not so subtle questions about Dean followed by a vicious pillow fight.
End POV
((Ahhh attack of the cheesiness. Bear with me, please.))

Dean's POV
Bombay sent a memo to everyone's dorm to meet in the courtyard at noon. It was 11 o'clock. I hate waiting for things. I get up from my bed in the dorm. Fulton is lying on his bed reading a magazine. I start towards the door.
"Where you going?"
"I can't sit here anymore." I closed the door behind me and went up a floor and knocked on a dorm door.
"Dean." Julie answered. She came out into the hallway and closed her door behind her. "Hey, what's up?"
"Hey. Can we talk?"
"Sure." She looked concerned. "You wanna walk?" I nodded and she led us outside. It was a clear, sunny day. "What's going on, Dean?" Instead of answering I kissed her lightly. "Okay?" I sat down on a bench near us, grabbed her hand and sat her down next to me.
"I don't want to hurt you, Julie." What the hell am I talking about?
"Um, thank you?"
"And I really like you." Umm, what the hell am I suppose to say now…umm.
"Dean, point."
"My point is…what the hell are we doing Julie?"
"What are you talking about?" If I knew I would definitely tell you.
"I'm just not very good at this?" She raised her eyebrows at me.
"What? Talking?"
"No...Like relationships and that sort of thing."
"Oh, so that's what this is? Dean, chill out. I know what you mean." She laughed
"What?"
"You want this is right? Like are we a couple or friends or whatever." Then I laughed. That sounded so stupid out loud. "Well, is that it?"
"I guess that's what I meant. It just sounds so gay when you say it like that. But yeah, that what I needed to hear. What are we Julie? Are you my girlfriend or are we friends or what the hell?"
"Do you want me to be your girlfriend?"
"Now you're just making fun of me." I said tickling her.
"I am not!" She said laughing. "No, seriously. All it is is a commitment. If that's what you want."
"I do want to. I want to be with you. But I'm a little new to this so you need to walk me through this one."
"I just have one condition. At least at first, for a little while can we…"
"Not tell the team?"
"Exactly."
"Deal."
((This is THE CHEESIEST OF THE CHEESE. Okay I know I keep saying that the Julie/Dean is cheesy. And your thinking shut the hell up, if its so cheesy then why did you write it. Cause that's the way it is. Julie and Dean are so unexpected so it just has to have the mondo cheese. And some things have to be cheesy just to remind you that this is a movie and unfortunately in the movie Julie and Dean didn't actually get together))
"Speak of them." She slid over on the bench as half the team came toward us.
"Hey, guys. What're you doing here?"
"It 12 o'clock. Bombay's meeting. Scoot over." Golburg said sitting down. The team gathered around us until finally Bombay himself showed up with the huge Hendrix cardboard cutout of himself.
"I've had a lot of big distractions since I've been here in L.A." He picked up the cutout. "This is a distraction."
"Nice haircut, Coach." I commented. Everyone laughed.
"He looks familiar. I know that guy." He lit a match and threw it in.
"This is a fire in a barrel." Jan handed him the cutout and he put it in. "This is a distraction in a fire in a barrel…Any questions?"
"Good job, Coach." I started the applause and everyone joins in
"All right! Whoo!"
"Alright Team. Now that we're good and rested let's talk about our new practice dynamic. This is not the return of 'Captain Blood' okay? But we've got a lot of work to do. We need to study our opponents and study ourselves. We have to learn from our mistakes. You all have special skills. Now we have to refine them. We need to get back to basics. We're gonna be a lean, mean fighting machine. And no matter what happens, we'll work together to overcome every obstacle. We're gonna work hard and we're gonna succeed. Nothing will bring us down. If we fall, we'll get up and try it again. For the next four days you have no games. This means class tutoring every morning and then daily session training with me and Jan. Then we have a game against Canada. We can do this, guys. Because we're Team U.S.A. and we deserve to win this thing. With that said everybody inside for your first practice. Go!" We all sprinted off the benches and into the locker room.
"Dean, can you come here a second." I went over to him.
"Yeah, Coach?"
"So you and Julie, huh?" What the hell?
"Yeah." No reason to lie.
"Wow. Didn't see that one coming." He said laughing. "Don't worry, I was just curious."
"Okay." That was really weird. "Uh, Coach, could you like not say anything to the team?" He laughed again.
"Good luck with that." He smiled and walked away.
End POV

Julie's POV
The next four days went exactly like Bombay had said. We developed new strategies and training styles. Everyone got back to basic training and working out. Itis practice and the whole teamis going out to celebrate. I just finished changing when Isee Coach coming in from the rink.
"Coach, can we talk a sec?"
"Sure, Julie. What's up?"
"I'm worried about Adam. You've seen it. He can't hold the stick the same way. I think at that last game he got injured but he doesn't want to say anything. He won't talk to anyone but he could really hurt himself."
"Yeah, I noticed it too. Thanks for telling me, Julie. I'll going talk to him right now."
"Thanks, Coach."
"Say hi to Dean for me, will ya?" He said winking. WHAT? I grabbed my bag and followed the rest of the team out of the locker room.
((That is in there just as, yet again, a transition because next is the scene with Adam. And your probably thinking it's none of Julie's business but whatever, The next 5 minutes of the movie a bunch of stuff happens really fast so I'm just gonna write the overview and then pick it up with Julie's POV at the last team practice.))
We completely slaughtered Canada and Russia beat Iceland so now we're tied. Russ Tyler joined the team since Adam was benched and our team is better than ever. Then we had aone goal victory over Russia thanks to Russ. After that game we met Wayne Gretzky, which was the coolest thing possibly ever.Now we move to the finals to face Iceland again.
…
Coach, shouldn't we have our hockey gear on?"
"Yeah"
"Guys this is our last team practice, which means--"
"The return of Captain Blood."
"No, it means. Let's have some fun."
"All right!"
((Tibbles falling over the benches. HAHAHA! Gets me every time))
Everything is fine until…Iceland skates over. That coach is a serious asshole and the entire team are assholes in training. Gunnar Stahl happens to be a very cute asshole but what can you do.
"Playtime is over. We have the ice now. You and your little rink rats must leave."
"We're right here, coach." Oh shut up, Dean you couldn't take all of them.
"The only thing little was your career in the pros."
"Gordon, no. Let's go." Oh somebody else has a girlfriend, huh?
"Well at least I had a shot. I was there."
"You were a disgrace…All right, team, we're outta here." No way were we moving. This asshole is picking a fight. "Let's go I said, c'mon."
"You can still move on the ice? Well please, play a little with me. Show me that famous triple deke that your daddy taught you. Or was it that old geezer over there?" He did NOT just go there. We're all secretly thinking that Coach should go kick that guy's ass right now. "Marria" She handed him her stick, that slut.
"Three bar. First one to hit both posts and the crossbar. Have to take it out past the blue line."
"I know the game." Oh it was on.
"Coach, coach, coach,…"
Stansson gets the first hit, because he's a cheating asshole, but whatever. Then Coach makes his shot. And I thought we made harsh checks but damn. Coach hits his second bar. One more post and he wins. Skating towards the net and Stansson hits him hard in his knee. So he's a violent, manipulative asshole? We all skate over and help him up. All the boys around me are fuming mad, ready to fight.
"I'm fine. It's all right." He says as we help him up.
"Get your coach off the ice. We have to practice now." Everyone starts yelling but Coach silences everybody with a wave of his hand.
"We settle this tomorrow on the ice, for the championship. Let's go."
Coach, MacKay and Tibbles had planned on taking us out to a restaurant after practice. Dinner was an awkward affair. Everyone was pretty much silent unless they needed something passed. Everyone spoke in whispers. I'm not sure why, we hadn't done anything wrong. It was just a really long night. Everyone just went to their dorms and fell asleep.
End POV
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Connie and Julie's alarm woke them up at 8. The team had to meet at the Coliseum at 9 to get on a bus to drive 35 minutes to the new Arrowhead Pond Arena in Anaheim. Then they have practice, lunch, a press conference and then the final game against Iceland.
"Connie."
"Mmmm."
"Connie, wake up. We have to get up. We have to be at the Coliseum at nine."
"Screw it."
Eventually she did get up and by the time they got to the Coliseum and the whole team was already there. Bombay, MacKay and Tibbles came down and the bus came.
((Ick, I hate not being in POV, it's harder.))

Julie's POV
I got on the bus first and sat in the very last seat. Dean came and sat next to me again. Leave it to Dean to be the most random guy ever.
"Has Coach said anything to you? I mean about—us?"
"Yeah, now that you mention it. Why?"
"I think the entire team knows, but they just haven't said anything." I looked up and noticed everyone staring at me and Dean. I laughed and could only imagine the rumors circulating through the team. "Well," I said as Dean put his arm around me. "Let's give them something to look at." I smiled and leaned in to kiss him. The whole team burst out cheering and I laughed. I love this team and how stupid they are. Eventually they turned around and the bus started moving. I sat on the outside so Connie and I could talk. Once she was a little busy with Guy, I turned to Dean. I stared at the tattoo on his bicep. "Did it hurt?"
"Not really."
"Mine did." He looked at me with his eyes wide. I love seeing reactions from him, they were always so funny.
"You have a tattoo?"
"Yeah. What did you think I am that big of goody-goody?"
"You surprise me everyday." He said simply.
"You'll never be bored with me." I said laughing and taking his headphones off his neck and putting them over my own ears. He was still staring at me in awe.
"Can I see it?" Haha I knew that was coming.
"Hmm no." I said teasing him.
"I knew you were bullshitting me."
"Am not!"
"Then show me." He smirked. He thought I was lying. So I turned around in the seat and pushed up my shirt. "No way!" Then he traced it with his finger and I felt a shock up my back. It tickled so I squirmed and fell into him. He leaned back into the window and wrapped his arms over mine.
((Fluff…but whatever. Like the chapter title this is the calm before the storm and a kind of transition into the championship game next.))