Cain had checked various rooms through out the level, but so far no success. He saw one last room that was in the corner. He sighed, and pushed open the door expecting to see an empty room. Instead, he saw Julia sitting in the middle of the room, infront of the couch.
She looked up when she heard him come in. "This is where it happened. Neal was killed….right here!" she said, slamming her hand down on the spot. "Hah, did you hear that, Cain? Boom!" she said, slamming her hand down again.
Cain raised his eyebrows. "Julia, how much have you had to drink?" he asked. Julia stood up, her knees shaking slightly. She began too sway. "Oh, I don't know…I just kept going and going and…whoops!" Julia tripped over her own feet and fell backwards onto the couch.
"You are ridiculously drunk," Cain stated. Julia stood up again, staggering slightly. "Oh no. I'm far from it, in fact I think I'm going to go have a few more…" she said, walking towards him. Cain stood infront of the doors. "Can't let you do that…" he said.
Julia began to whine. "Come on, Cain. Just one more…" she whined. Cain put his hands on her bare shoulders. Cain shivered slightly. It was the first time he had touched her in three weeks. "No. You need to get to bed…" Cain said, firmly.
Julia looked at him and giggled slightly. "Only if you come with me…" she said, placing her hands on his chest as she stepped closer to him. Cain furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "What? Did you hear what you just said?" he questioned.
"Isn't that what you want, anyway? You want to…feel my body against yours…my lips on yours….your hands running through my hair. Isn't that what you want, tin man?" she asked. She buried her face in his neck, and began to give it soft kisses. "Julia, this isn't you. It's the alcohol that's talking," Cain stated. Julia pulled away from him, and laughed slightly.
"Alcohol can't talk, Cain. The words are coming from my mouth aren't they?" she asked. She plopped herself down on the couch. Cain watched her, cautiously. Julia sighed. "I'm vulnerable now, Cain. My fiancé isn't here so if you want to have your way with me, go ahead. I'm too….whoo…to stop you. I think the alcohol is wearing off…better hurry…" she said, with a small smile.
"No, I can't. I won't…" Cain said, shaking his head. "Why? You told me that you still loved me, why would you want to pass up something like this?" she asked, confused. "Because, its not what you really want. I don't want to take advantage of you and make you do something you don't want to do. I'm not that kind of person. Paxton is your man. I don't want to take you from him. As much as I want to be the right guy for you…I can't just force something on you…" Cain said, before turning to walk away.
"Paxton isn't my man…" Julia spoke up. Cain turned to face her again. Julia stood up and began to walk towards him. "I don't love him. I told you this…" she said, softly. Cain watched as she approached him.
"Infact, I don't even respect him. I'm not even sure that I will be able to stand being in the same room as him…let alone the same bed…I know I'm not going to be happy with him. I can tell you that right off the bat," Julia said, looking at the ground.
"What do you mean, you don't respect him or can't stand him?" Cain questioned. "I can't answer that…" Julia quickly replied.
"Julia…" Cain said, now a few inches away. Julia looked up at him. "If he's doing something to hurt you, please tell me. It's not right…you don't deserve to be treated wrong…" Cain said. Julia sighed. "Why can't I marry someone like you?" she asked. Cain smiled slightly. They both leaned in, their lips inches apart. Then there was a knock on the door.
Cain stepped to the side, and Paxton entered the room. "Here you are!" Paxton said, with a sigh of relief. Julia narrowed her eyes. "Who are you again?" she asked. Paxton raised an eyebrow. "What?" he asked.
Cain cleared his throat. "I was about to…check her pupils. They are really dilated. She's had too much to drink," Cain said, looking over at him nervously. Paxton raised both of his eyebrows. "Oh. In celebration….I presume?" he questioned. Julia nodded her head.
"Just ready to rock and roll down that loooong green isle! Whoo!" She said, punching Paxton in the shoulder. Paxton cleared his throat, and looked at the ground. "Um…right…" he muttered. A few seconds later, Rodney appeared at the door.
"Rodney!" Julia said, throwing herself at her sister. "Uh…is she okay?" Rodney asked, trying to squirm out of the hug. "She's drunk…" Cain said, in a casual tone.
Rodney finally pulled away from her sister, and looked at her. Julia grinned at her, before she began to giggle. "Oh, she's worse than me…um….let me take her to her room…" Rodney said, putting Julia's arm around her one shoulder. "Why don't I take her back?" Paxton asked. Rodney turned to look at him. "No. This is a sister thing…" she said, before making her way down the hall.
"Who was that guy with the hat?" Julia asked. "Cain…" Rodney replied. "Oh…he's attractive…very attractive…" Julia said, before giggling slightly. Rodney groaned, and kicked open the door to Julia's room. "What is he your boyfriend?" Julia questioned. "No!" Rodney yelled. Rodney curled her lip up in disgust. "No way. Yuck…he's like a brother…and he's not attractive at all…" Rodney said, leading Julia towards her bed.
"Is he mine?" Julia asked, sounding hopeful. Rodney helped her sit on the bed. "You're getting married in two days, Julia. To Paxton…" Rodney said, with a sigh. Julia frowned slightly. "But I don't want to marry him…" she muttered, looking down at the floor. Rodney looked at her. "What?" she asked.
"I want…what you and Glitch have, Rod. I…I remember now. You and Glitch…the perfect pair. I can see the love when you look at each other. It's a look I really wish I could see on the man of my choice…the man I want to be….the man I love…" Julia trailed. She began to tear up. "What's it feel like, Rodney? If it's as beautiful as it looks….you are so lucky…" Julia said.
Rodney sat on the bed with her. "I can't explain it. Everything just feels right. Being with him…it makes me feel like I have no flaws when I'm with him. I don't care that people think we shouldn't be together, and that I should be with a prince. Glitch is perfect…." Rodney said, with a small smile.