READ AND REVIEW GUYS - ALSO, to those who read my Malex series (dangerously in love, life like this), the third one 'look after you' will be up as soon as I have finished this story. It was uploaded a while ago but I deleted it because I was unhappy with it. But it has been reconstructed so look out for it.

P.S We'll All Be has nothing to do with my Malex series and is constructed in a completely different universe. eg. this one was written in season 4 when alex and mason can't be together if she's not a wizard. But DIL was written in season 3 when no rule like this was established and I made it my own rule that wizards can only marry wizards, not werewolves.

Anyway, enough of my rambling. Enjoy

Alex

I forced a smile onto my face. "Dean, what, what are you doing here?"

"I came to wish Justin a happy birthday," he said, holding a poorly wrapped present up. "But I didn't expect you here."

"Yeah I invited him," said a voice and Harper and I turned to see Emily making her way over to us to half-hug Dean, slinging her slender arms around his broad shoulders.

"How do you two know each other?" I asked in disbelief.

"My older brother went to law school with her," Dean answered, smiling smugly at me. "We've been close friends ever since."

I wanted to rip his head off, and that look with it. "It's been so long Alex. You look well."

He hugged me and I left my arms lank by my sides, not touching him. "What do you think you're doing?" I hissed.

"Spending time with your family babe," he whispered before letting me go and disappearing with Emily.

At this point, my fists were so tightly clenched into my palms I was leaving fingernail indents. I checked to see if I'd broken skin because with how angry I was, it really wouldn't be a surprise.

"Alex, breathe."

"That's not an option right now," I muttered. I stormed away from Harper and over to Justin who was talking with some blonde haired guy I'd never seen before.

"Brother, a word," I said gruffly, yanking him away before he could answer or protest.

Justin scowled at me. "I still haven't forgiven you for getting me into trouble."

"Oh can it you sook, we have bigger problems."

"Like what?"

I spun him around in Emily and Dean's directions and gave him a little shove. "A problem by the name of Dean Moriarty."

His jaw dropped and I pushed my hand upwards to close it. "Dean's here?"

"Apparently him and your wife are pretty chummy."

"I don't get what the problem is," Justin asked, shrugging.

"I don't want him here," I answered bluntly, gripping his forearm tighter.

"I didn't want you here either but we don't always get what we want."

He started to walk away but I pulled him back and gave him my best pleading face; it had been practised to perfection. "You're honestly not going to help me with this?"

He sighed. "What do you want?"

"Help me spy on him. I don't buy that he's here for me. Which must mean his girlfriend is around here somewhere."

Justin gazed at Dean talking with Emily before turning back to me. "Why do you want to find his girlfriend?"

"Revenge, duh."

He rolled his eyes. "I don't even know why I bothered to ask."

I smiled and moved through the throng of people to find Harper who was conveniently sitting with Max now.

"Stay here for a while, Justin and I are going sleuthing."

Max's eyes lit up as he stood up. "Oh cool can I come?"

My response was short, sharp and crisp. "No."

He sat back down despondently and Harper patted him on the back. "If anyone asks where Justin or I am, say I went home or he's in the bathroom or something."

Harper nodded and I saw Justin on the other side of the room, indicating for me to follow him. I tried to move but I was blocked by two figures who immediately swept me into their arms, squeezing all the breath I had out of me.

"Oh Alex."

"Mom," I said quietly as my parents embraced me. I closed my eyes briefly and leaned into their shoulders. I missed them so much, well my version, (I couldn't really miss these ones when they were standing right here) so an older, wrinklier, balder in Dad's case, form was a just as good replacement.

"We've missed you so much honey. We're so glad you've come back to us."

I could feel Mom crying onto my clothes, dampening the fabric slowly, maybe even Dad too, and it hurt to see how much I'd hurt them. "You don't have to worry either. I'm not going anywhere."

From over their shoulders, I could see Justin pointing frantically at Dean who was slipping into the hallway that led to the bathroom and bedrooms. He saw I couldn't get away and frenetically made his way to us.

"Do you think I could borrow Alex for a minute?"

"Sure," Mom answered, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "We'll talk later."

I shot a smile at them before Justin tugged me away. "What's happening?"

"He went in there," he said, pausing at the door of one of his spare bedrooms. We looked at each other before pressing our ears up against the wood. It was hard to hear with all the other noise but I could swear I could hear something inside. I reached out, turned the knob and the door swung open, creaking as it did.

It was Dean all right, his shirt unbuttoned, hair tousled. But it was the sight of the woman on the bed that made my eyes go wide and peer up at Justin's still face.

Emily.

Justin

She saw me as I saw her. She got up, straightened her dress while I stood there. A tear slipped from her eye and I wanted to yell that the feeling behind that lone drop was fake.

"Justin, Justin, I'm so sorry. Justin, Justin, talk to me."

She staggered towards me but Alex stepped in front of me. I almost smiled at my little sister defending my honour. I stared down at her dark haired head then over at Dean who was motionless but I never said a word. I wanted an explanation for how empty I felt, when I didn't even think I loved her. But I realised, seventeen year old Justin may not have loved Emily but the thirty year old one certainly did. I was in his body, his world, and as his heart broke, so did mine.

"Don't you dare talk to my brother," I heard Alex threaten in her menacing voice from my far off space.

"Stay out of this Alex. It's got nothing to do with you."

"Really, cause while you were screwing over Justin, Dean was screwing over you. With me."

I stared at Emily as her face went stony. This seemed to be a fact that Emily was not aware of. "You're lying."

"She's not," I found myself saying. Both Alex and Emily looked up at me before laying eyes on Dean across the room. I found it odd that Emily had been cheating on me with a sleazebag like Dean, playing the both of us, yet she expected Dean to stay faithful to her, when she wasn't to me.

"Is it true?"

"I didn't think you'd care; I mean, you already had Justin as well. It's not like we were exclusive. I mean it's Alex fault. She was all over me, giving it all up-"

Dean didn't say anymore at that point because I was on top of him, determined to break every bone in his face. It seemed like slow motion, almost like I was watching a movie. Maybe it was the alcohol running through my veins but it didn't seem like me, not really, as I pulled back and connected with his nose. I felt it crack underneath my force and blood spurted from everywhere but mindlessly I kept going to get every inch of him. He should have been stronger than me but it was like someone had lit a fire in my head and it was unstoppable, I was unstoppable. I heard women's cries in the background, some I recognised as Alex's.

Then a burly arm slung around my shoulders and suddenly I was sitting on the floor, a foot away from Dean. Max pulled me into him close in case I tried to get up but I felt weary, tired. I looked down at my bloodied knuckles as they began to ache. Half the party was in the bedroom and the hallway, all trying to get a glimpse of the crazy scene.

"C'mon Justin, get up."

I saw Max had been replaced by Dad who held onto me as Mom ordered for everyone to leave. I looked back at the huddle of people around Dean's unconscious body as they dragged me out of the bedroom. They sat me down on the couch and I felt numb. I lifted my head but I couldn't see Alex or Max anymore. The last time I had seen Alex was just as Max had pulled me off. But she'd disappeared from view after that.

My phone started ringing. Dazed, I plucked it from my pocket and held it to my ear. "Hello?"

"Justin?" It was Alex. "Justin, I'm so sorry but I just had to leave."

"Where are you Alex?"

"I'm on my way to the airport with Max. We're heading to Transylvania."