"Alex tried to see Mitchell." Julie said sitting at the table in the kitchen the next afternoon.
"What a surprise." Fulton shook his head.
"I just don't get the feeling he's up to anything, but I could be wrong." She said taking a sip of tea.
"Alex or Mitchell?" Fulton questioned.
"Alex, I don't know why I just really don't think he'll try anything. Probably because he won't make a step unless Mitchell helps him walk." She laughed.
"I'll hack some if I need to!" Fulton smiled.
"I'll keep that in mind, maybe should run it by Jasmine. You are very good at hacking away without help, I only fear what you could do having no limitations." She giggled.
"Fear me, oh yes they should all fear me!" Fulton said standing up raising his arms in the air.
"Why cause you could kill someone with your major body odor?" Dean said holding his nose walking in.
"I'm offended." Fulton began, then stopped and sniffed. "I am a bit gamey, time for a shower."
Julie smiled as he jogged out of the room punching Dean on the arm as he went.
"He's crazy." Dean said sitting down.
"Just like you." Julie smiled then added, after a look "Yes and me, I do after all voluntarily stand in front of vulcanized rubber traveling in excess of at least 60mph sometimes more, or less depends on who's shooting it."
"That only proves you have more problems then any of us." He laughed.
"Your so lucky I don't have a French fry pal." She smirked.
"Don't start the fry wars again!" Dean laughed.
"Just beware!" She smiled and stood up taking her cup to the dishwasher.
She stopped and looked at the calendar, it showed the ducks only have a couple of games left till their regular season would end, then a short (hopefully) playoff round and they were done. Graduation would follow soon then they'd be a team no more. She sighed at the thought, she'd been secretly making herself forget that it was coming. She'd soon leave her life on the ice behind, something she wasn't sure she was really ready for.
"Stop that." Dean said walking up beside her, "You can still play you know."
"I don't want to have to prove myself over and over again trying to play minor hockey, I mean ok maybe the Olympics would be nice. But me on a team with all girls? I've not ever been on a team of all girls, they play too slow for me. I get bored, a bored goalie is not good." She shook her head.
"So maybe we can all find a team and try to stay together." Dean suggested.
"Banksy is going to the pros, he'll not last maybe a couple of games in the minors then he'll be in the NHL. Connie isn't going to play hockey anymore, she is all but assured that job with the news station. The rest of us I'm not sure. I guess we'll stay playing hockey at some level. I just don't know, sometimes I kind of look forward to not being a goalie all the time. Maybe I should look into working more with Daniel and learning the business better. Perhaps I'd like the challenge, what do you think?" She asked softly.
"You can and will do anything you set your mind to, that much I know." He smiled.
"Are you going to keep playing?" She questioned.
"I don't know, I've been thinking about it a lot myself lately. But I just put it off and focus on other things." He answered softly deep in thought.
"Yeah and those other things are related all to the same girl." Fulton said coming back in with a smirk.
"Well she is a very nice distraction." Dean smiled, "Guess that's why she's such a great goalie."
"I should hit you for that." She smiled, "But I'd rather hug you."
"Hug away then!" Dean smiled as she fell into his arms.
"Sick, love fest." Fulton muttered getting a drink and started to leave when the phone rang.
"Hello you have reached the home of sick people who love each other, how may I help you?" Fulton said in a stuffy voice. "Oh yeah sure just a second." He handed the phone out, "Hey love sick girl it's your bother who wishes to speak to you."
"Jackass." Julie smiled then walked over taking the phone. "Hey Daniel, was just talking about you." She laughed and talked to Daniel for close to an hour. Once she hung up she found the boys on the sofa watching a hockey game. She joined them and tried to stay out of their fights. After the game she filled them in on all Daniel had said.
"Can't wait to be an aunt!" Julie smiled.
"So hard to believe it's almost been a year since everything happened ." Dean shook his head. "Just think this time last year all we were worried about was winning the title, it seems so silly to worry about just that now."
"Are you going all deep on us or something?" Fulton asked quickly jumping away from the on coming fist.
"Now boys play nicely." Julie scolded with a smile. "It sometimes still doesn't seem real. So hard to imagine it, I wonder if it was all a dream."
"It happened , why else would you be with him and not me?" Fulton smirked, "If it was a dream then it would be reversed."
"That's it." Dean yelled jumping up and chasing Fulton around.
Julie laughed at them and their now normal rough housing.
"Boys will be boys." She thought and smiled.
After awhile they settled back down and after fighting over what to watch they settled on a movie and watched quietly for some time before Fulton spoke breaking the silence.
"So strange to think everything is going so well, you know?" Fulton said tossing a pillow over and over in the air.
"That's normally when something happens." Julie sighed.
"Not this time." Dean stated just before someone knocked at the door.
"And now someone's at the door, and it must be someone on the ok list or else they would have ringed up." Julie sighed getting up to answer the door. She looked threw the peephole and instantly got a knot in her stomach. She slowly opened the door and looked pensively up at her guest.
"Miss Julie," Dominic began, "We have a problem."