Author's Note: Thanks for the response to the last chapter. Yes, there will be an 11th story (I already have it pretty mapped out actually.) This one really doesn't have much left on it, maybe one or two more chapters. This particular chapter is all about normalcy, or as normal as these poor people can be, given how screwed up their lives are.

Disclaimer: I don't own Julie, or Heroes.

Chapter 15: Life, Hypothetically Speaking

"So wait," Theresa said staring at the TV, "Save the cheerleader, save the world? How does that work?"

"What do you mean?" Dom said, laughing at her. "Save the cheerleader, that's Claire, so Peter has to save her, save the world, she has a part to play."

"I know that, but I mean, obviously, Peter is supposed to save the world," She sighed, "That's why future Hiro went to find him, but what does Claire have to do with it?"

"Just watch Re," he smiled, "It all gets played out." She leaned back into him, he put his arms around her. "You know you remind me of her."

"Who?" She looked up at him.

"Claire," he smiled. "You're beautiful like her, a cheerleader, strong like her. The whole Daddy's girl thing too, Claire's a total Daddy's girl, so are you."

"I'm strong, but not quite in the can get hit by a car and live to tell about it kind of way," Theresa laughed. "And my father is not an agent for an evil corporation that's trying to kidnap me, and I like being a Daddy's girl thank you very much. Besides, I can't be Claire,"

"But I'm Jess," he objected, "Why can't I give you a TV persona?"

"Because by virtue of you being Jess, I'm already Rory," she clicked her tongue, "Duh!"

"Oh got it," he nodded, "How did Jess and Rory end?"

"I'm not telling you that," she said, "Because you'll get mad at me."

"They didn't work out did they?" He laughed.

"No, but neither did Joey and Dawson," She smiled, "And Dee and Ryan seem to be just fine." They stopped and continue to watch the DVD. "Would you save me to save the world?"

"I thought you said you weren't Claire," he teased her, tickling her slightly.

"I'm reconsidering," she laughed, "Would you?"

"I would save you even if it would bring the rest of the world down," He kissed her. "How's that for an answer?"

"I like that answer," she whispered and rolled over, kissing him softly over and over again, her hands resting on his chest, her knees on either side of his legs. He took his hands and placed them on her hips pulling her down to him. Each kiss got deeper, more intense. She started kissing and then nibbling at his ear.

"Re," he said softly, "Baby," he softly pushed her up, "It's getting late, I should be getting you back."

"We don't have to go back tonight," she shook her head. "We can just stay here,"

"Oh no, we can't," he laughed, "I'm not dealing with Reid and Fulton when you're not at breakfast." She smiled. "What?"

"You passed!" She smiled and rolled off of him. "We can watch another episode."

"You were testing me," he laughed. "Always thinking huh Re?" She nodded. "Alright, so, another episode." She nodded and snuggled into him again

"Ew, Peter's her uncle!" She exclaimed, as the episode they were watching ended. "Oh that settles it, I am so not Claire."

"Fine, you can be her bitchy friend who dies," Dom smiled.

"No," Theresa said, "Can I be Nikki?"

"Nikki kills a lot of people, and she's a stripper!" he laughed, "I don't like that for you. How about Charlie?"

"Charlie dies," she sighed, "There just aren't enough girls on this show."

"OK, I know you're having inspiration issues," Julie said, moving into Kitty's room, "So, I pulled this out." She held up a wedding album.

"Mom, I've seen yours and Dad's wedding pictures a million times," Kitty laughed.

"Not me and Dad," she shook her head.

"You mean?" She stopped, "Mom, no, that's not fair to you, I can't make you look through this."

"Please," Julie rolled her eyes, "I'll be fine, besides, this was the big expensive wedding, which your designer friends will want to emulate, not the one me and Dad had."

"OK," Kitty nodded and opened it, "You're so young here."

"We were the same age as you and Julian," she laughed, "So, I know you had dresses picked out, but think what that neckline would do for Theresa," she smiled, pointing to the bridesmaids, "That was a good day."

"You looked beautiful," Kitty nodded, looking at another picture, "Who's that?" She pointed to the brown haired bridesmaid standing with Heather.

"Connie," Julie laughed, "We fell out of touch a long time ago. She's kind of a free spirit." She smiled. "I wonder what she's up to."

"Hmm," Kitty nodded, "Mom, these are great, thank you." She hugged her, and then kept flipping, "Wow," she said, stopping at a page.

"What?" Julie said, on her way to the door.

"The uh, the kiss," she said squinting. "I mean, I've pictured it, but I've never really seen, it's weird that's all."

"Oh," Julie sighed, "I didn't even think of that, I'm sorry." She sat down again. "Did you see a therapist while you were in LA? Because I'm sure that you had plenty to tell a therapist."

"I did," Kitty laughed, "But I talked more about what was going on at that point, you know, why I felt the need to leave home, break up with my fiancé, go out and get drunk every night."

"Right," she smiled and closed the album, "OK, so we're going to put this away again." Kitty smiled.

"Maybe we could look at pictures of Heather and Adam's wedding," Kitty smiled, "They both had money then right?"

"Heather and Adam didn't have a wedding," Julie said, "They eloped, you didn't know that?"

"Well, eloping seems pretty good right now," Kitty laughed, "I swear my head is going to explode." Julie smiled. "Mom?"

"Mm," she nodded.

"Tell me the truth," she said quietly, "I know you always said you don't regret anything, but really, do you regret it?"

"I regret some things," she sighed, "but the whole thing, never. Your father and I weren't ready for each other until when we were, and if I had stayed married to Adam I wouldn't have you, or your brothers or the girls." She cupped her daughter's face. "I am very proud of you Katherine Anne, you're being very brave, taking this leap."

"I appreciate that," she smiled. "I know its crazy, I know that,"

"Hi," Marie popped her head in, "Um, OK, so I made this thing, and it may have exploded." Julie closed her eyes and hung her head.

"By may have, baby?" She tried.

"Definitely did," Marie nodded, "It's a real mess, can I have help?"

"I'm planning," Kitty shrugged, picking up one of her bridal magazines, "Sorry."

"Marie," Julie said guiding her youngest daughter out the door, "Remember what I said about possibly combustible new recipes?"

"Try them out at Luis's first," Marie insisted, "but I didn't think this one would combust."

"You never think they're going to." She sighed, "Kitty are you going to be alright?" Kitty nodded, and her phone rang, she smiled. "Julian?" She nodded again. "OK Marie, was it sticky?" They walked out.

"So," Kitty said answering the call, "I have yet another thing to add to the list of crazy weird things our parents have done to us."

"What a way to answer the phone," he laughed. "What happened?"

"Julie pulled out her and Adam's wedding album," Kitty sighed, "Majorly weird."

"Ack, that is weird." Julian spat out, "Did it help at all?"

"No," she sighed, "Although Coach Conway in a tux, very nice, I'm looking forward to seeing that again. Did you know your parents didn't have a wedding?"

"Yup," he nodded, "Mom gave Dad an ultimatum, they hopped on a plane to Vegas, with Charlie of course, and a few years later, poof I happen!" Kitty laughed, "Which is why Mom said that this wedding has to be amazing to make up for the one she didn't get."

"Oh, did I tell you the photographers are gone?" Kitty squealed, "I'm going to fly out the day after our birthday!"

"Our anniversary," he said quietly.

"What?" Kitty laughed. "Which anniversary would that be?"

"It will be eight years to the day that I first kissed you," He said, "Remember? We went to the mall, you had just broken up with Andy…"

"No that was on our actual birthday," Kitty said, "Remember? Andy's party was the night before, and my family came, and then," she sighed, "That was a long time ago."

"It was," he said, "God, I can't wait to marry you, Kitty Cat."

"You haven't called me that in a long time," she whispered, "Julian, I'm changing my name."

"You don't have to do that, I mean, your career," He sighed, "It's risky Kitty."

"Fuck my career," she said. "I'm changing it. Kitty Banks," she got quiet.

"What is it?" He asked, knowing instinctively that something was wrong.

"The first baby," she said quietly. "That was her name."

"So, then, a hyphen," Julian said quickly, realizing he needed to break the funk that bringing up their lost half sibling always brought in. "Portman-Banks, does that work?"

"Yeah," she said, "Yeah, that's better."

"I can hyphen mine too if you want," he smiled.

"That's OK," She laughed, "and I don't want to hyphenate our kids names either, they will be Bankes, little blonde haired shy awkward Bankses."

"I think I'd rather they be big dark confident Portmans," He laughed, "Or crazy Bankets."

"Oh god, I don't think I could deal with a Banket girl," Kitty laughed, "Between Heather and Dee, that's a lot of crazy."

"What about Gaffneys?" He smiled, "Like you, and Danny."

"Danny will kill you if he finds out you think he's a Gaffney," she laughed, "Maybe some kind of balance?"

"Yes," Julian laughed, "We're talking about hypothetical children, Kitty."

"I know," She said unable to stop smiling, "We're getting married."

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