Hi guys. So this is the last one-shot to the first episode. It is a bit longer this time. I hope you liked it! Many thanks for the wonderful reviews! They really give me the extra energy I need to write the next chapter! (:

Decisions we make

(S01x01 – Part 3)

When she asked what he was up to at the end of the first night the last thing he expected to hear was her to say he should stay with her and her husband, Peter. They were standing in front of his broken car right after Junior left and it took him a moment to register her words.

"I… no. No, no, no." That was all he could say. The idea was just so wrong on so many levels. How he could stay in a house she was sharing with her husband when the only thing he wanted to do ever since he saw her was to take her into the bed, to hold her and kiss her senseless? The first time she mentioned she had a husband it shocked him to the core. He was so not counting with a husband at all. Usually he did not care about possible husbands; if there was one and he found out about the one-night stand, it only meant one more fight he was more than ready to take. Not because of the woman he was having affair with, but for the fight itself. One more bar-fight for a night made no difference anyway. It was actually exciting; he liked all the adrenaline that came with it. But this was different, and not just because they were under the damn dome with nowhere to hide and with curious people all around them who loved to gossip.

Then in the hospital, earlier today, they had told her that Peter was not working on Sundays when she so obviously thought he was. That was something he immediately had picked on. There was not everything all right between her and this Peter guy. The way she had looked, the look of silence acceptance and admission, it just told him everything. Peter was most likely cheating on her. What man with a right mind would ever do that was beyond him. But never the less she had gone to look for him. And now here she was, admitting she could not find him anywhere and telling him to go to their home? She stood before him strong and beautiful, her eyes bright with determination.

"Linda said you saved the kid's life today. I am not about to let you sleep outside like an animal." She said and Barbie could only stare at her rooted to his spot. No. The right answer was no. He could not go, he should not go. What if the Peter guy showed up? Could he just spend the night in the house where she was in someone else's bed instead of his? Even if this someone was her husband? A cheating bustard husband… Still the right answer was no.

"Come on, I insist." She said and it was clear that she was not taking no as an answer. She turned to walk towards her car and he stared in panic after her. He should say no! He really should. And again he found it impossible to deny anything she requested. This was a terrible, terrible idea. And still in the next moment he found himself picking up his backpack from his trunk. He threw one last glance at the other side of the dome. If it had come down just one minute later, he would have been outside of the town, away from this craziness, away from her. Letting out a frustrated sigh he pulled the backpack over his shoulder and started to walk towards her car.

All the way to Julia's home he felt restless. He prayed the husband was not at home. He begged to whatever God there was that this Peer guy had been caught outside of the dome. Once they arrived and stepped into the black house he relaxed visible, his shoulders dropped in relief. It was obvious there was none home. Julia still called out but none answered.

Now that a situation, that could have been pretty awkward, was avoided Barbie had time to look around and he frowned.

"How you guys have power?" He asked stunned.

"Backup generator. Big Jim," Julia started with clear annoyance in her voice "convinced my husband when we moved in here that he should buy one." Barbie noted the way Julia rolled her eyes. His guts about the good councilman were most likely right. Julia did not like the Big Man either. He was one man he needed to watch carefully.

"That is Peter behind you." She said suddenly nodding towards a picture standing on the shelf behind him. Barbie turned around to throw a reluctant glance at the guy he already hated. That was when he stopped dead in his track. It was the guy who did not want to pay earlier today. The guy he killed. He had killed Julia's husband. The shocking truth made him stare wide eyed at the picture.

"You must think I am an idiot." She said shaking him from his state of utter shock.

"What… what do you mean?" He asked. If someone was an idiot here that was him. How in the hell did he end up in the living room of the man he had killed, with the widow he felt an irresistible attraction for? An attraction, that could never develop into anything.

"A journalist who doesn't know what is going on under her own nose?" Barbie glanced quickly away. What was she referring to? Was it possible that she actually knew he killed Peter? That all of this was a set up and he just walked right into it willingly?

"I am sure the whole town is thinking it." Barbie closed his eyes waiting for the truth to come out. This was it. Somehow they found out and now he will go to jail and will be dead by tomorrow.

"My husband isn't here because he is having an affair."

The statement made him let out the breath he didn't even realize he was holding. No, of course she didn't know. How could she know it… He barely registered her words when she said she was sure Peter would show up sooner or later.

"I can't wait to meet him." He said. The biggest lie of the day. Peter was dead, and won't ever show up and even if he had been alive, the last person he would have wanted to ever meet was the husband of this woman. Julia was the temptation itself for him. Even now as she took of her jacket and invited him for a tour around the house he could not keep his eyes away from her. He didn't remember ever wanting someone so much but he also knew that now for sure there was no way in hell or in heaven he could have her. Then what was the point of staying? Julia gave him a small smile from over her shoulder and Barbie set his jaw. Not yet. He could not make himself walk away yet. Tomorrow, after he had a good sleep, with clear mind, he would walk away and hid as far away from Julia as possible. But even as he tried to calm his mind with this new decision he had made, deep down he had a nagging feeling that he was just not ready or strong enough to walk away.

That was it for today. Next time I will continue with episode 2. I already have 3-4 scenes in mind I really want to write. All of them from Barbie's POV. I had to realize it is not easy at all. As yas-m said in the review I really think Barbie had no time at all to really think about what was going on around him but when I re-watched the episode he seemed to be all into Julia from the first moment on. Well let me know what you think (: