Hey, was meant to upload this last night. Hope you enjoy! Is a little longer then the others but i think future chapters will be longer still, or shorter.

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Jack's POV

How the hell is my gift to Julie supposed to match the sentimental value of the one she gave me? I'll admit that my gift is going to be totally awesome, as long as my dad agrees to drive us to California for the day, but hers was so personal. She got me a Ducks jersey! The home teams jersey! You can't get a better friend then that. I just hope she likes my present.

It had been three weeks since my birthday. Of course when my dad saw me wearing an Anaheim Ducks Jersey instead of the Detroit Red Wings jersey he got me, again, it was an understatement to say that he was mad. I would never tell Julie this, but he scared me more then he ever has before in my life. He was quiet, giving me the same disappointed look while he sipped on glass after glass of scotch. I might as well of told him I don't want to be a doctor, he looked that upset! Mom told me it was just his way of being upset and that it would blow over soon. I was still unsure. I can't tell Julie. If I do she'll try and get me to talk to him, which is something guys just don't do-especially if that guy is my dad.

I tried not to worry on that as I approached my dad. He was sitting in his den, watching a basketball game. I'm surprised he never pressured me into that as well, which is a bit of a shame because I like basketball more then Football. I know he might be coming off as a bad guy, but I've grown up with this and I know that he can be a really good dad.

Sucking in a deep breath, I announced my presence.

"Dad?" I asked, staying close to the door.

"What son?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the screen. Don't lose your nerve, this is normal.

"Can I ask you to do something for me…and Julie?" I saw him stiffen as I mentioned Julie before he slowly turned to me. Ok now it was time to panic.

"What?" he said gruffly, taking a big sip of his drink. I gulped.

"Well it's her birthday on Saturday and I have a surprise planned. I've paid for everything and I'll even pay you for the gas." he raised an eyebrow at me. I knew he wanted me to get to the point. "Can you drive us to the Honda ice centre?" his eyebrows shot up.

"That's all the way in California. And the home rink of the…" he trailed off and I nodded, knowing he didn't want to say it. I prepared myself for one of his rants. Yes even I wasn't that special to him to escape those.

He sighed. "Will I have to watch?" he asked. I shrugged.

"Well I paid for three tickets. You don't have to, but see how you feel on the day." I suggested. With another big swig of his drink he stood up. I held my breath as he advanced on me, stopping in front of me.

"Fine. What time does it start?" he asked.

"3.00pm. But I want to take her skating first." I said. He gave me one of his tortured looks but I held strong, even if I was shaking like a leaf on the inside.

"Ok. We'll have to leave at 9.30am and pick her up on the way." he said before walking out the room.

"Don't you want to finish the game?" I asked. I was answered with a door slam. Great, just great. He was still sore about the whole me supporting a different Hockey team then him thing. What I don't understand is why he supports the Detroit Red Wings. For one thing he's from Pittsburgh. But I shouldn't judge, considering I support the Ducks when I was born and raised here in San Diego. (I researched the setting of scrubs and while it never clearly specified, it said it could be a combination of San Diego, San Francisco and Los Angeles.)

I quickly whipped out my phone, texting Julie to be ready to get going on Saturday morning and to bring her Hockey Jersey.

"Jack we've been driving for three hours, where are we going?" Julie whined for the fifth time in two hours. All week she had been asking me about what I was doing and all I told her was to wait and see. We were now sitting in the backseat of my dads Porsche, on our way to the Honda rink in west California. Both of us were wearing our Jersey's, mine black for the home team and hers white for the away team.

(Here's the link. This is the jersey I own because I support the awesome Anaheim Mighty Ducks!)

Of course Julie didn't know where we were going. For all she knew I could be kidnapping her. My dad was up front, driving obviously. He hadn't said a word since Julie got in the car, glaring at her dad as he watched me open the car door for his daughter. Hey, it was her birthday and I was going to be polite.

"I've told you five times already. It's a surprise. I didn't question you so don't question me." that got her because she stammered for an answer before relaxing back into the leather seating. In half an hour we arrived, my dad pulling into a parking spot close to the entrance. Just as Julie was getting out I quickly stopped her, running round to open her door for her. It may have looked like I was just being over polite, but I just wanted to make sure she couldn't see where we were.

"Jack what are you doing?" she asked as I pulled out a blind fold and tied it behind her head, covering her eyes.

"Like I told you before, it's a surprise." I said, taking her hand. I slowly lead her through the huge doors of the Honda centre and over to the ice, my dad collecting our skates for us. I stopped her before one of the doors, giving other skaters a chance to get by us. Slowly I untied the knot and let the blindfold fall away. I will always remember the look of shock on her face when she opened her eyes. They scanned over everything, from the concession stand, to the hundreds of seats before finally resting on the ice.

"Are we…?" she asked, her eyes on the giant Ducks logo that was engraved on the centre of the ice. I nodded. "How?…Why?" she stammered. I grinned at her.

"I booked us a place today and…" I trailed off, reaching into my pocket. "I scored us three tickets to this afternoons game!" her jaw dropped and she grabbed the tickets from my hands, examining them in case it was some sick joke. I just smiled at her, glad to see her so happy. When I said she was my best friend I meant it. She deserved this, she had freed me from so much I thought I was stuck doing until I could move out of my parents home.

"Come on! Lets skate Hockey stud!" she cried. I laughed as she dragged me over to the bench, then laughed harder when I watched her try to put on her boots so fast that she put them on on the wrong feet. Eventually, with my help, she got hers on and we spent two wonderful hours skating circles around each other. I knew I was a great skater, being that I was getting put up for being the next school captain. I had to remember to tell Julie that and that it was because of her. She was the one that gave me the free time to practice. What surprised me is that Julie could skate very well too.

"Where did you learn to skate like that?" I asked her as we rested against the side. She smiled.

"Did you ever wonder why I supported the Ducks?" she said with a sly smile. I shook my head, always thinking purely it was because they were awesome. "I didn't always live in San Diego. I moved there with my family when I was ten. Before that I lived pretty close to here actually. I had always dreamed of coming here but when we moved I never thought I would get the chance. So I practiced whenever I could so that, if I ever came here, I would skate my mark on the ice with style." I felt my heart start to beat faster, feeling so happy that I got the chance to make her dream come true. "Thank you, so much Jack." she said, the best kind of smile on her face. The kind of smile that was soft, but so warm with sincerity that I thought the ice would melt.

I wanted to hug her, tell her that it was no big deal. It had been actually, it was expensive and my dad was still glaring at me from the benches. Luckily I didn't have to initiate the wanted hug, because at that moment a stumbling fat guy skated past, knocking Julie right into my arms. I thanked whatever god there was for creating McDonalds. Julie blushed bright red but I just smiled down at her, grabbing a stray lock of hair that whipped across her face and tucking it behind her ear.

I had planned on just letting her go from there, but there was something stopping me. I could smell Julie's perfume, a combination of vanilla an her own scent. It was intoxicating, controlling my actions. The look on her face as she just stared up at me froze me, keeping me in place. I was reminded of the way I felt when she was tricking me into trying to kiss her; exhilarated, like I was doing something wrong but so right-but this time much stronger. Maybe it was because, this time, there were things that I liked about her which drew me in deeper, making me feel that, whatever was about to happen, was the right thing to do.

With this feeling in my heart, I leaned down, placing my hands on her cheeks and drawing her to me. She leaned in willingly, placing her arms around my neck. Just as I felt our lips brush, Julie's breath on my face, a booming voice rang out across the rink.

"ALL RIGHT DUCK'S FANS! GET READY BECAUSE IT'S GAME TIME! LETS MAKE THOSE RED WINGS FLAP HOME IN DEFEAT!" me and Julie jumped apart, the voice shattering the spell that had been cast over us. The momentum caused me to slip and fall on my ass. So much for a Hockey stud. Julie laughed, holding out her hand. I smiled as she pulled me up.

"Thanks." suddenly something dawned on me. "Wait. Did he say Red Wings?" Julie nodded, then her own eyes widened.

"Oh crap." we said at the same time.

The game was going great. We were halfway through the second quarter, the Ducks were winning 3-1 and I still had one last surprise for Julie. I was on a role today. The only problem; I was sitting between Julie and my dad. While one was so happy she had a hard time sitting still, shouting at the ref when he missed an illegal check or made a bad call, my dad was just sitting there, arms crossed as he glared at the clock. I still felt bad about how much I had been disappointing him lately, but Julie's happiness was making it worthwhile. God! What was happening to me?

"ALRIGHT HOCKEY FANS! IT'S THE END OF THE SECOND QUARTER AND THERE IS SOMEONE IN THE CROWD WHO HAS A SPECIAL SURPRISE FOR HIS FRIENDS BIIRTHDAY!" shouted the announcer. Julie's head whipped to face me.

"You didn't?" she asked. I grinned.

"WILL JULIE ROCA PLASE MAKE HER WAY ONTO THE ICE? THE TEAM WOULD LIKE TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" the announcer asked in an enthusiastic voice. Julie's seat came up on the jumbo screen above the ice. She shrunk right down in her seat. I nudged her.

"Go on." I said. She stood up and glanced at the ice, before looking down at me and holding out her hand. I shook my head, no matter how much I wanted to go. It was her treat. She raised an eyebrow.

"You'd really miss a chance like this?" she asked smugly. Well if she was offering…I leapt up from my seat, grabbing her hand and running down to the steps and onto the ice.

Helping each other along, we managed to make it to the centre of the ice, where the team were waiting for us. We clutched each others hands as Captain Ryan Getzlaf skated up to us, smiling despite the nasty check he took in the first period.

"Hey Julie. Jack here e-mailed the team and told us how much of a fan you are and I just had to meet you." he said charmingly. Julie blushed.

"It's an honour." she said lamely. Ryan chuckled before turning to me.

"Well I gotta say man you have definitely set a new bar for other boyfriends." I blushed, letting go of Julie's hand.

"Julie's not my girlfriend. We're just close friends." I didn't like the nod Ryan gave me.

"Well, she's about to re-think that with the gifts we have for her." before I could question him, a signed Ducks Hockey stick, home team Jersey and an away team Jersey were placed in her arms. She looked so happy I thought she would explode. "Those are signed by the whole team. The full roster" he smiled. Julie nodded. Ryan chuckled at her speechlessness then looked up at the clock. "Ok well, we have to get ready for the final period. It was nice meeting you guys." he said, shaking Julie's hand then mine.

"Thank you for doing this." I said. Ryan smiled at me.

"No problem. Are you a Hockey man?" I grinned.

"Team captain for my school/local team." I bragged. Ryan looked impressed.

"Well anytime you're looking for a shot at joining our junior roster, look us up." he said. Now that was an amazing offer, but I smiled.

"As much as I would love to play for you guys, I'm goanna be a doctor when I'm older." I said before me and Julie turned and skidded off the ice. When we got back to our seats, my dad wasn't there. Probably gone to go get a beer or something. Hopefully not to many, he still had to drive us home.

"WELL I THINK THAT WAS A GREAT BIRTHDAY TREAT TO GIVE YOUR GIRLFRIEND JACK! HOW ABOUT A KISS FOR US?" the announcer shouted. I am so glad my dad isn't around right now.

"SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!" I tried to shout, but was drowned out by the crowd cheering kiss at the tops of their voices. I looked at Julie apologetically. She was sunk into her seat again, looking at me with a deep blush on her face. When it looked like the crowd wouldn't stop, I decided that it would be better to do this before my dad got back.

Taking her by surprise (I heard the ladies like that) I swooped down and pressed my lips to hers in a kiss. It was intended to be quick, but when I felt her hands grip my shoulders, everything else just stopped. I barely heard the 'awww' the crowd let out, to wrapped up in Julie to care. I kissed her gently, deepening it slightly before I pulled away. Just as I was about to ask her why she held on, she leaned close and whispered.

"Just to sell it." something about that made my heart sink. I was just about to tell her that I wasn't pretending, but a voice stopped me.

"What did I miss?" my dad asked as he wormed back through the people to his seat, an order of nachos in his hands.

"Nothing!" me and Julie said at the same time.

Yep. Best game ever!

"That was awesome! Best day of my life!" Julie said excitedly as we sat in my dads car. "We got to meet the team! Ducks won in over time 4-3! And look at all this great stuff!" We were back in the back, on our way home. My dad was driving, staying quiet as usual. I was glad when he didn't seem to know anything about our kiss. That topic would have been too hard to explain to someone like him. Julie was wearing her signed home jersey, the signed white one sitting in her lap while the other one was down by her feet.

"You were so lucky for getting those signed jersey's. And a stick." I said. She was. I only had one jersey , she had three. Julie seemed to remember this. She looked down at the jersey on her lap before looking at me.

"You know…I already have an away game jersey. Why don't you have this one?" she said, handing the signed one to me. I shook my head, pushing it back into her hands.

"I couldn't take that." I said, however much I wanted to. Julie raised an eyebrow at me, seeing right through my nice guy act. "Jack, today alone you've paid to take me to one of the greatest spots in America, let me meet my heroes and given me some great memories. You deserve this and so much more." she said, pushing the jersey right into my hands.

I didn't know what to say. What Julie didn't know was that she had already given me a lot today as well. My heroes had offered me the chance to play for them, I got to make her smile…she'd kissed me, giving me a taste of what I'd been thinking about for weeks. I admit it, I hadn't been able to get her out of my head, and now she's definitely there to stay. Julie Roca was different from other girls.

I accepted the jersey, reading all of the signatures. It was signed by the whole roster, over forty names on one jersey.

"Thank you Julie." I said with a smile. She smiled back, shifting over the seats to hug me. I gladly accepted, wrapping my arms around her waist. When she didn't let go, and a sizable amount of her weight rested on my body, I looked down to see Julie with her head resting on my shoulder and her body leaning on my side.

"Uh…Jules?" I asked. She smiled as she snuggled deeper in my side.

"What? We've had a long, exciting day and I'm tired." she grumbled, still not moving.

Although it was a dangerous move, with my dad in the front seat, I decided to let her stay, missing the feeling. We hadn't been this close since my birthday when we shared the bed in the on call room. I draped my arm over her shoulders, drawing her closer. After ten minutes of having Julie shift around, I finally decided she needed some help falling asleep. We still had two hours of driving left.

"Hey dad, can we have some radio? Maybe the lullaby channel?" I asked. I could practically see his glare burn into the road as his hand reached for the radio. I know I'm pushing him but I just want Julie to be happy on her special day. Or any day really. After a few moments of fiddling with the dials, a soft song began to play.

A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain
Softly blows o'er lullaby bay.
It fills the sails of boats that are waiting-
Waiting to sail your worries away.

Julie's shifting stopped and she relaxed. "I love this song." she said drowsily. I didn't know much of it, but the parts I did know I sang softly in her ear.

It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain
And your boat waits down by the key.
The winds of night so softly are sighing-
Soon they will fly your troubles to sea.

"I like it when you sing." Julie mumbled and I smiled.

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain.
Wave good-bye to cares of the day.
And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain
Sail far away from lullaby bay.

I didn't need to be a rocket scientist to know that Julie was asleep. We drove for a few more hours before we stopped outside Julie's house. My dad pulled up and looked back at us. I was just watching her when I noticed him glaring at us.

"I'm not going inside, Jack. You wake her and take her." he growled. I gulped and nodded. Reaching to open the door, I managed to get myself and Julie out, Julie bridal style in my arms. She was still asleep as I walked up to her front door. I rang the door bell and her dad answered.

"Hello Jack." he said, which was weird since we had never met. Does Julie talk about me? I smiled at him, always polite to my elders.

"Hello Mr. Roca. Julie's asleep so do you want me to just put her on your couch?" I asked. He smiled.

"Her rooms just up those stairs. Why don't you put her to bed?" he asked. I blushed at the other meaning of the words but nodded.

When I got her in her bed I was about to go when I remembered something. Reaching into my jeans pocket, I pulled out a small box. Inside was a small necklace, a carved wooden wolf tied to a piece of black cord. She had told me a few days ago that she was really into Indian Navaho spiritual stuff and I had bought it for her in case she didn't like the other gifts. She said the wolf represented courage, brains and the held the mark of a leader. I think it represented her perfectly.

Although pointless, I still tied it around her neck, placing a kiss on her forehead before I walked out and back down to the front door. Her dad was still there, looking at our car.

"Goodnight Mr. Roca." I said awkwardly. He nodded, not taking his eyes from the car.

"Goodnight Jack. Give your mom and dad my best." he said.

"I don't think that's a good idea." I said cautiously. Mr. Roca looked down at me, the brown eyes that he shared with Julie boring into mine. "Does Julie know?" I asked. He shook his head.

"No when she won that place I found it best to mention. I don't blame him anymore. What I did was a mistake." he said seriously. I felt confused.

"Why say that now?" I asked, feeling a little angry.

"Because you make my Julie happy, and that's what matters." he said. I nodded at him once more before going back to my dads car. I went and sat up front, deciding that my dad should hear what Mr. Roca said.

We drove in silence for a few minutes, me trying to ready myself for what I was about to say.

"You're getting in too deep Jack." he said, breaking the silence. I gulped.

"No I'm not dad. And even if I was…Mr. Roca…"

"I saw you kiss her." he said simply and all words left my mouth. "I thought I made myself clear." he growled, gripping the wheel until his knuckles turned white.

"I know dad, no romantic involvements. But Julie and I our just friends." I said and he glared at me. "Ok so I like her, but she doesn't feel the same and even if she did she wouldn't risk her place on the program for my own feelings." I said, feeling a little saddened by that. Dad nodded, glaring at the road.

"Just promise me that you won't go near her family any more." he said calmly. I knew this topic was none negotiable so I nodded, no matter how much I didn't like it.

"You know Mr. Roca doesn't blame you anymore for what happened. Maybe you could do the same?"

The rest of the ride was in silence.

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