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I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours

“Julie, where are you? I've been waiting for nearly an hour,” Her mother's voice sounded strained. She hated to put her mother through any stress, not after the surgery, not after her dad passed and her mother was all she had.

“Mom, I'm sorry I should have called sooner but I..” was busy having sex “was crying my eyes out. Jeff and I broke up mom.” She sniffed a little bit to make it sound like she'd been crying. In all honesty she wasn't sad over the break up. She was upset that it would hurt her mother, but she's had five years to grieve losing Jeff. Too much had happened for her to be with him now.

“Oh honey, I'm so sorry. I could have sworn he was going to propose to you any day now,” Her mother was sympathetic. Julie decided to keep the fact that he had proposed and she'd accepted from her, she didn't need to know it was going to be revealed to her at dinner that night. “Are you going to be alright?” her mother asked.

“I will be fine I think, but you can understand why I won't be able to make it to dinner?” Julie missed her mother like mad, and would love to see her. But if Jeff could tell something was different about her, her mother would sure be able to tell something had changed in the course of what were only a few days to them. She needed more time to prepare herself to see her mother.

Nick wandered out of her room and moved into the kitchen, again helping himself to whatever he found to eat. He still had his shirt off and Julie admired his back and chest again. He turned to look at her and smiled, her heart jumped in her chest.

“Mom, can I call you back when I'm not so upset over the break up to reschedule a time when we can get together for lunch or something?” Julie asked her eyes still watching Nick as he took a huge bite from the peach he pulled out of the fridge, licking the juice from around his mouth and off of the fruit. She could hear her mother talking to her about something, but her mind was busy watching Nick eat his peach.

“Julie!” She could hear her mom shout into the phone, snapping her out of the trance.

“Sorry Mom, I just saw a picture of Jeff and...” Julie started to think of an excuse.

“Say no more honey. I was just saying that when you are ready, give me a call. Just don't take too long. Call me anytime you need an ear. I love you,” Julie's mom finished. It was a good thing her mother couldn't see what was going on in Julie's kitchen as they spoke. Nick was now purposely licking the peach in a way that if the peach were a woman, it would be moaning uncontrollably.

“I love you too, mom,” Julie replied. “Good-bye” with that she hung up the phone. Nick was instantly at her side as she set down the phone.

His mouth was all over her mouth, his kisses were ravenous and soon her shirt was back on the floor. The peach still in his hand, Nick squeezed the fruit and began to rub the juice over her breasts. His tongue tracing circles around her nipples licking the juice off. Several times his tongue flicked across her breast instantly causing her to moan.

Still rubbing the fruit all over her body, Nick's free hand eagerly attempted to get her pants undone. “No, stop,” Julie whispered.

“Why? Aren't you enjoying it?” Nick smirked before gently tugging on her nipple with his teeth.

“Fuck,” she cried out. Her body wanted him to continue, but her brain was sending her signals to stop, that it was somehow wrong. “Please stop,” she asked again, this time shoving his head away. She quickly put her arm across her chest in case he attempted to start over again. “I hardly know you.”

“That didn't seem to bother you earlier,” Nick smirked, taking a bite out of what was left of the peach. He moved to the kitchen and washed his hands.

Julie picked up her shirt and threw it on again, wiping the peach juice that got on her hands off on her pants. She hadn't fought earlier; it had been five long years with no real human contact mixed with the break up with Jeff mixed with her unresolved feelings towards Kevin.

Nick walked back to Julie and leaned over, his lips brushing her ear. Julie shivered slightly as she felt his breath on her ear and neck.

“Perhaps we can pick this up later then?” Nick whispered giving her an instant tingling sensation. She wanted to resume now, but knew she would regret it more than she already did if she didn't get to know the man she just slept with.

“Task at hand,” Julie said aloud, more to herself. “We need to figure out how to find Brian and Charles. I ran into them today at a coffee shop, maybe they will go there again?”

Nick shook his head. “From what I have read about Charles he is a tad OCD. He has a routine and sticks to it rigidly.”

“So he won't get coffee twice?” Julie questioned. “Maybe it was his routine to drink coffee three times a day.”

Nick shook his head. “He had a bedtime at nine every night that he followed. I don't think he'd risk coffee too late in the day.”

“So tomorrow we can go to the coffee shop.” Julie stated. “What do we do until then?” She asked realizing how stupid the question was as soon as Nick moved closer to her, she put up her hand. “How about you tell me a little about yourself? At least what you can tell me without talking about future stuff I shouldn't know about?” She smiled as he moved back to the couch, enough distance away from her.

Nick shrugged at her request. “I'm from Florida, and I'm currently eight years old.” He laughed. “But if I give you information then you need to give me information too.” He winked and she nodded.

“Agreed.”

“I wanted to be a famous singer when I was eight.” Nick started.

“I wanted to be a ballerina,” she replied.

“At 26, I fell in love for the first time,” Nick had a playful look on his face.

Julie's heart skipped a beat as he said this. How old was he now? He couldn't be talking about her could he? “I have been in love three times,” she replied trying to stick to the game though her heart was beating faster.

“Three? You minx,” Nick winked. “Am I one?”

Julie shook her head, “I barely know you,” she replied. Did that really matter though? She hardly knew Kevin yet had included him in her count without hesitating.

“Well who?” Nick wondered out loud.

“You first,” She replied laughing. It was one way to confirm it wasn't her.

Nick shook his head. “Pass on that.” He paused and started to give his best thinking face. “My first jump was to Shanghai, China during the Ming dynasty, 1534 to be exact. We found information in one of the books that a white visitor showed up one day and became part of their life. We thought it could be a displaced person so I was dispatched to look into it. Turns out she was a displaced, Zoe Harkin?” He posed it as a question; Julie supposed he thought she knew everyone who was displaced. The name sounded familiar to her though, possibly in her physics class.

Seeing her shake her head Nick continued, “Anyway. I got her first jump information and that's the end of that.” The way Nick looked when he said Zoe's name hardly led Julie to believe that was truly that when it came to Zoe. Perhaps this was who he fell in love with at twenty-six?

Nick finished his tale and the two of them sat sitting in silence staring at each other.

“You're next,” he smirked, his playfulness back.

Julie looked at him and blinked. “Once I jumped and ended up in the service of Anne Boleyn. I was a servant, nobody of note. I jumped before she was beheaded,” Julie started. She enjoyed the jump only because it was a period of history she was fascinated with. She did not enjoy the drama of court life or the fate she knew as coming for the Queen.

“Was this your first?” Nick asked, a hopeful look on his face.

She shook her head and Nick's expression looked dark before his usual smile was back. Maybe she imagined the change in appearance?

“You'll share when you are ready,” he patted her knee and stood glancing down at his watch. “You'll excuse me?” he asked. “I need to be somewhere. I'll be back in the morning to go with you to find Charles. You understand that you will have to make contact? If Brian sees me, he could run, or worse.”

Julie sat wondering what Brian could do that was worse, she hardly noticed that Nick was gone.

Feeling a little irate at how the volunteers enter and exit so suddenly, she stood, determined to get the peach juice off of her.

She let her mind contemplate the situation as the water ran down her back. Kevin had left her, Nick had shown up. Kevin's last words to her were “Help Him.” Nick could definitely be that 'him'. She was just a case to Kevin, Nick, she didn't know what was going on with him, but she definitely enjoyed the way he made her feel.

Kevin seemed very straight edged and she was really starting to think she wasn't going to see him again. Maybe it was time to put aside her feelings, Nick was here, well not technically here, but maybe he could offer her what she needed now. She groaned, why was she even thinking about them? She hardly knew anything about either of them, except for how they made her feel.

She decided she needed to look into things before Nick came back. She needed to determine for herself what it was that was going on with Brian and Charles. As she pulled on new clothes she glanced at the clock, it wasn't even six yet. Her best bet for finding any information, especially dealing with the volunteers was to visit The Library. Dr. Dorough told her that it started in 2012 before volunteers started jumping so it should be there now. Maybe she could find information on Kevin and Nick there too.

“No Julie,” She reprimanded herself out loud. She was not going there to research her crushes, she needed to get information to help Charles and possibly Nick.

She got back in her car and headed back near the UCLA campus. If she remembered from her first visit it was near there.

It wasn't long before she was pulling into the parking lot of a restaurant across the street from The Library. She sat inside the restaurant by a window, she ordered food, having found her spare debit card, and watched the building across the way.

She was finishing up when she saw Brian, minus Charles, walking up to the building and disappearing inside.

She decided now would be a good time to meet with Brian and ask him some questions. She might even be able to help Nick more when she saw him tomorrow.

She jogged her way up the stairs and stood there looking at the door. She spied the plate next to the door that Dr. Dorough had used to release the lock on the door.

“What the hell,” she mumbled as she placed her palm to the plate. She felt her hand grow warm and thought she heard the door click. She went to grab the door and open it before it shut again, but it was pushed into her as it was opened from the other side.

Julie thought she was in luck, Brian was coming back out, it might be easier to confront him outside. The man on the other side, however, was not Brian. “Kevin?” Julie questioned as she looked into the green eyes of the man she thought she'd never see again.