It was the middle of May, and Sidney Crosby sat down with some of his teammates at their hotel's bar in Washington DC. The main reason that the Pittsburgh Penguins was here was that they had just lost a tough playoff game against Washington Capitals, it was game seven, and was out of the playoffs for this time.
The loss hurt, everyone on the team's reactions could tell you that. Many of the players drank alcohol to forget about the game, but in the end their season would still be over. Sidney sighed, and drank another glass of water. He didn't feel like drinking alcohol today, so he just drank water.
"Come on Sidney, it was been a great season", James Neal tried for what felt like the hundred time, but only was the fifth. "You deserve a beer, man"
"I'm not in the mood for beer, James", Sidney replied, and the guy with blonde hair shook his head and mumbled something Sidney didn't hear.
"Why not, Sid?", the Russian guy asked. "Now good time for alcohol"
Sidney laughed a bit. "Vodka might be your thing, Geno, but it clearly isn't mine2
Evgeni Malkin looked at Sidney, and nodded. "Know"
Sidney gave him a smile, before walking out of the bar with the hope of finding the bathroom.

It was quiet at the hotel area, and it was still "only" 10 pm. It was a little shock, since the hotel was one of the more nicer in the city.
Sidney was up in his own thoughts, when he heard some weird noices from the women's bathroom, it was like someone was coughing.
At first, he thought someone was just having a cold probably, but when they just random stopped and no noices at all came from there, he felt like he had to go and check what was happening in there.
He opened the door, and when the sight made his eye go wide.
"Oh my god", he said and sat down by the girl who was laying down on the floor, and Sidney knew something was wrong.
"Oh fuck!", he screamed when he didn't feel her breathing.
He hit 911 on his phone, and it felt like forever before someone picked up.
"911, what can I help you with?"
He told the person what he knew.
"She hasn't taken any pills then?", the person asked.
Sidney looked around the room, his eyes got even more wide when he saw some pills on the toilet. "Yes, she has! But I have no idea what it is, there's no text!"

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Aurora opened her eyes. She was in a room full of lights, and her head hurt because of all of them.
"You're finally awake", a guy next to her said with a little smile. The guy had brown, dark brown, hair that had some curls in it, and blue eyes.
She looked down at herself, she was wearing clothes that meant you were on the hospital. Her hair felt like a complete mess. "What am I doing here? Shouldn't I be...dead?"
Aurora regret saying that when she saw the guy's face who went from smiling to a complete stone in just 2 seconds. But that's was the truth, she should be dead.
"I found you...", he whispered. His voice cracked, and Aurora didn't know what to say at all. "I couldn't just let you leave the world like that, you know? You're so young, and there's so much wonderful in life that you can't miss."
"But I wanted to die"
"But I couldn't let you, and I will never let you", he replied.
"Can I ask you about one thing?"; Aurora asked and when he nodded, she continued. "What's your name?"
"Sidney, Sidney Crosby"
"Thank you Sid, thanks", she mumbled, and he gave another smile to her, before he called after a doctor to tell him Aurora was awake. Sidney and Aurora talked a little bit before the doctor came into the room. Before, she wished she would be dead, but now she just wanted to keep living, keep breathing.
"You need someone to look after you", the doctor told her. "Someone to live with. Do you know anybody?"
She shook her head. She had no one. Or she had her parents, but she didn't want to live with them. She wanted to forget about them, or at least try to forget about them.
"She can live with me", Sidney said and looked at the brown haired girl that already meant a lot to him, which was little bit crazy since they two days ago didn't know each other. "If you want to?"
Before even thinking, she replied with a simple. "Yes"
"Where do you live, young man?"
"Pittsburgh, sir", he replied nicely.
In Aurora's head, the questions was almost driving her crazy. What was Sidney doing here in Washington, when he lived in Pittsburgh?
The doctor wrote something down. "Yeah, I think it would be good for you, miss McDavid, to move. To come away from Washington"

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