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Chapter 4: I can't beleive it!

"You're letting a twenty two year old actress move in with you?" Rick said, as he rubbed Connie's feet. "Are you sure that's the best move?"

"She's so sweet," Connie said. "I mean, she reminds me so much of Carla when she and Julie first moved here."

"Ah, that's why," he laughed, "this poor girl doesn't know what she's getting into."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Connie said, smacking him.

"I just mean, you three are intense," He said, "and besides, Julie's back with Portman? That's gonna be dramatic."

"Maybe not," Connie said, "He really seems to have changed this time. He's all hanging out around the apartment, smiling all the time, they hold hands, just like the old days."

"The old days?" Rick said.

"Pre California," Connie explained. "He always had his own place, but they were never there."

"Why are you always here?" He said, "I mean, not always, but we could spend more time at your place. I like it there; I'm not opposed to the idea."

"Well," she sighed, "it started because I didn't want to make Julie upset, you know, because when we got together,"

"She had just ended it with Gunnar," he nodded, "and now?"

"It's just habit," she shrugged, "and it's kinda nice, to not have the roomies around all the time."

"You miss Carla already don't you?" He laughed.

"Is it that obvious?" She laughed. He leaned over and kissed her.

"Yes, you my love," he smiled, "are very obvious. You are beautiful, and smart, but I can see through you like glass."

"So what am I thinking now?" She kissed him and put her arms around his neck.

"You're thinking you want to have sex with me," He said. "You're thinking you want to have sex with me right now." He picked her up.

"You are very good." She laughed as he carried her into the bedroom. "You really can see through me."

"I'm hungry," Julie rolled over, got out of bed and pulled a pair of Dean's sweatpants on. "I'm going down to the 24 hour. You want anything?"

"You to walk around here in nothing but your jersey," He smirked, "like you did for him."

"That was one time," She said, "and stop bringing it up. It was very embarrassing for me."

"It was hot, whatever it was." He laughed. "One look at you that morning and I thought, mm, I gotta get me some of that."

"Lovely," she said, "nice, real nice. You're disgusting."

"Ah, come on," he laughed, "you totally love me."

"Sadly yes," she laughed, "I do."

"Julie," he said, seriously, "did you love him?" She closed her eyes, unsure of what to say. "You can tell me. I won't be mad."

"I did," she nodded. "I mean, it was hard not to."

"What because he wasn't me?" He said quietly.

"No," she shook her head, and sat down, giving up the idea of getting food, "because he was perfect." He looked at her, "I'm not kidding. He was always on, always said the right thing, did the right thing."

"Like I said," he nodded, "not me."

"I also loved what he represented, you know?" She said, "This idea that I could be on my own, without you. But it helped me too."

"How's that?" He said.

"Helped me realize that I didn't want that." She laughed, "I don't want perfection, and I definitely don't want to be without you. I want to be with you. I want to fight with you, and drive you crazy, and have you drive me crazy. I want you to fart in bed, and me to go up a dress size the week before my period because you bring me Ben and Jerry's to put me in a better mood from PMS so that I'll have sex with you. I like that even when I go up that dress size, you'll still want to have sex with me." She smiled.

"Well," he said, "I don't know about that. I don't really dig fat chicks."

"You will," she smiled, "because my boobs get bigger."

"Good point," he laughed. "And I don't fart in bed."

"Yes you do," she smiled, "but I love you anyway."

"Can I ask you a question?" Connie said, quietly, laying her head on Rick's chest.

"Anything," he smiled, kissing the top of her head.

"Why do you love me?" She said, "Really?"

"Why do I love you?" He said, sighing, "let's see, you're beautiful, smart, funny, you have a great body, you get me. You don't hold it against me that I was a giant prick in high school, although you are fully aware of this fact. You have wonderful friends, who like me. Why do you love me?"

"I love you," she said, "because you make me laugh, you treat me with respect, you don't let it get to you that my room mates are crazy. You're willing to deal with the fact the last man I fell in love with fell in love with another man, and that that severely screwed me up." He laughed. "Not to mention, you are incredibly sexy." She rolled over and kissed him.

"Well, I can't deny that." He laughed. "I am incredibly, incredibly sexy." She laughed. "You want to know the number one reason why I love you?"

"Why?" She asked. "And don't say because it drives Charlie crazy!"

"No," he laughed, "that's just a bonus, because that night at the bar, you looked at me, and you smiled. You didn't roll your eyes, you didn't make faces, you smiled, because you were happy to see me."

"I was happy to see you," she laughed, "I was incredibly happy to see you. I didn't know why at the time."

"It was fate," he laughed, "we were meant to walk into that bar at that moment."

"Maybe," she laughed. "Or maybe I was already half drunk, and just smiley."

"Yeah," he said, "that's a little more likely." He kissed her, "but I guess that doesn't matter now, what matters, is that I love you, and now, we're going to have sex again."

"Are we?" She said, as he kissed her neck, "OK then." She giggled and put her arms around him as he climbed on top of her.

"Hello?" Colleen answered the phone in the apartment for the first time.

"Carla?" A man's voice was on the other end, "Aren't you supposed to me in Minneapolis?"

"Oh, uh, no," she said, "I'm Colleen, the new room mate."

"Oh!" He said, "Yeah sorry, um, are Connie or Julie there?" She looked at Julie's door. She wasn't sure what the rules were on this one, was she allowed to knock and say they had a phone call?

"Uh," she said, "they're um, not available."

"Oh, ok," he said, "Listen just tell them that Guy called, and that I'm going to be in town for a week, starting tomorrow, and I'm bringing a surprise."

"Guy?" She said, "Like Connie's ex boyfriend Guy?"

"Oh they told you about me," He laughed awkwardly, "Yeah. Connie's ex boyfriend, turns out oops, I'm gay and then I slept with Gary?"

"Yeah," she said.

"Ok, well, at least you know." He laughed, "That'll make it easier. Oh and tell Connie that Charlie will get over it."

"Um, OK?" She said. Why did these people keep telling her things? She didn't even know them.

"Great, so, I guess I'll meet you tomorrow, bye."

"Bye," she hung up the phone and shook her head. These people were nuts.

"I can't believe you," Dean said, storming out of Julie's room still shirtless.

"You can't believe me?" She said, "I can't believe you, you just spring that on me?"

"We weren't together, and you were with someone else," He shouted, "what was I supposed to do, just put my life on pause?"

"No," she shouted back, "but these are not things that you tell me in bed. These are things you tell me I don't know when, but not then. Oh my God! I can't believe you slept with her! Does Fulton know?"

"What?" He said, "Of course Fulton knows. That would be like asking if Connie knew you slept with Gunnar."

"And he's ok with it?" Julie said.

"Why wouldn't he be?" Dean said, she looked at him, and nodded.. "Fine OK, he was a little pissed."

"Uh, yeah, because that would be like if I found out Connie slept with Scooter right?" Julie said. "I mean, granted, yes, he and Tammy weren't quite as serious as we were, but still."

"Julie it was one time," he said, "right after I found out you were getting married. She had just gotten dumped by this guy, we were on the same plane, we made a mistake."

"I think you should go," she said, "I can't look at you right now."

"Fine I'll go," He said, grabbing his coat and walking out, "I'll come back tomorrow."

"Fine," she crossed her arms and shook her head as he left. She looked over. "Oh God! You just saw that whole thing."

"Yes," Colleen nodded.

"I'm sorry." She said, "God this sucks."

"I heard yelling, but its quiet now," Gary walked out of his room.

"Dean slept with Tammy," Julie smiled, sarcastically, "isn't that great?"

"What?" He said, "Fulton's Tammy? I thought she was in France."

"No apparently she's in California," she said, "or was on a plane to California. Oh God, now I can't get it out of my head."

"When?" He asked.

"A month ago," she said.

"A month ago you were engaged to Gunnar," Gary said, "you can't hold that against him."

"I know," she said, "Oh, but I so want to!"

"Who can blame you?" He said. "He leave?"

"Yes," she stopped and panicked, "What if he doesn't come back? Gary, what if I freaked out about something stupid and now he's gone and doesn't come back?"

"First of all," he said, "it wasn't something stupid. Second, he'll come back."

"Gary, this isn't someone normal," she said, "this is Dean, he leaves, he gets on planes to California and doesn't tell me. He sends flowers and cards that say he's sorry. Oh God!"

"I think he'll come back," Colleen piped in. "I really do. He didn't seem like he was leaving for good. And he said he was coming back."

"That doesn't mean anything," Julie said, "God I'm an idiot! Why shouldn't he have slept with Tammy Duncan? I was engaged to Gunnar Stahl, Connie was out on a date with Rick Reilly, maybe Guy should have fucked one of the Hawks, at least one of them has to be gay right?"

"Stop freaking out," Gary said, "you will be fine. You'll talk it out tomorrow, go to sleep."

"You're right." She said. "You're right, of course you're right."

"Honeymoon's over though," he put his arm around her.

"You're telling me." She shook her head.

"Is this a good or bad time to tell you that Guy called?" Colleen piped up.

"Oh sweetie," Gary smiled, "that's always a good thing."

"What did he say?" Julie smiled, just the thought of Guy made her happy again.

"He's going to be in town," Colleen regurgitated, "he's bringing a surprise and to tell Connie that Charlie will get over it."

"See," Gary said, "Guy's bringing a surprise. He'll at least want to come back for Guy's surprise." Julie laughed. Dean walked through the door.

"Uh," he said looking at them, "I don't really have anywhere to go," he said. "I'm not going to be able to get a hotel room at this hour."

"Sleep on the couch." Julie shrugged and walked to the bedroom.