Captains Come First

"Oh my god..." Heather said covering her face. She had realized that she hadn't had a period the previous month either. All of the drama over her suspension made her forget. "There's only two possible people it could be." She said to Andrew. "And one of them has had a vasectomy." She laid flat on her back shaking her head "no, no, no, no. This can't be."

"Well hon, at least you know you're fertile." Andrew said kissing her forehead. "You..,you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He said to her.

"It's not that I don't want to, I just think I should tell him first." She said looking down at the floor.

"I understand." He said taking her in his arms for a hug. He kissed her forehead rubbing her shoulder. "I'm here for you every step of the way."

"My career is over." Heather said sobbing. "I have to give my notice to Mario." She cried. "I don't know what I'm going to do." She shook her head getting up from the bed pacing.

"You didn't do this alone Bunny." Andrew said in an almost fatherly tone. "Whoever he is, although I think I know, needs to take care of you." He said seriously. "Don't get suckered in like you did with Jay. This is your body. If you want this baby, you keep it."

"I know Andy." She said looking at him with a half smile. "And if he won't look after you, I'll come and look after him." Andy said in an all business tone. "Nobody hurts my girl and gets away with it." He smiled.

"You've always been too good to me Andy." Heather said sitting back beside him. "Maybe...maybe we could've been good together." Heather said inching her face towards his.

"Still could." He said placing his hand on her cheek leaning in to kiss her. He laid her back on the bed kissing her passionately running his hands down her body. "I could make you happy." He said between kisses. "You've always been my girl."

"Oh Andy." She said as she felt him grab at one of her breasts tenderly. He hadn't forgotten how to touch her after all of this time. He slowly opened her blouse and nuzzled his face against her breasts. Everything felt the same to him. Like home. He began to remove her pants leaving her in just her panties and bra.

"I love you Heather." He said as he slid a hand into her panties to feel just how wet she was. He slid his fingers up into her tightness pumping them in and out gently. Heather moaned his name in appreciation closing her eyes feeling the sensation of him. He pulled them out removing his clothing sliding up into her. He pushed up in as deep as he could hearing her moan. "It's always been you." He whispered in her ear

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That night Avery logged a shutout at his game. It was one of the toughest teams in his league and he was so proud. On the way home the two doting parents were discussing just how proud they were of their boy. "Mom, do you think that you could give this puck to Sid for me?" Avery asked. That name...Sid. A name she didn't want to think about right now. She almost shuddered thinking about it the way she left things with him. He loved her, that much was obvious. But did she love him? "Mom?" Avery asked again trying to get her attention.

"Oh...sure Aves, but why Sid?" She asked confused.

"He taught me a lot about reading the shooters and positional play." Avery said. "He knows a lot about goaltending."

"You know, so does your dad." Andrew said laughing. "But I realize that I'm nowhere near as cool as Sidney Crosby."

"Glad you understand dad." Avery joked patting his dad on the shoulder. The family laughed together. This was how a loving family should be. Heather knew she couldn't have that with Andy. He loved her, but she knew that they weren't meant to be.

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Sidney arrived at the Athlete's village. He was excited for competition, but also very very tired. He and Shea Webber were rooming together and getting their things together. "So do you have a girl coming to see you compete?" Shea asked Sid.

"Well...yeah...sorta." Sid said. "It's not my girlfriend, but she's coming."

"Umm...ok." Shea said with a questioning look

. "It's our team's specialist...I umm...kinda have a thing for her." He said rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh man, you're in trouble." Shea said throwing down his suitcase on his bed.

"Am I ever." Sid said. "She's with Nealer on the side."

"Ouch man." Shea said. "Any pics of her?" He asked as Sid took out his phone

"Yeah." Sid said scrolling to a few of them at the charity function she sung at. "This was at one of our benefits. She performed. She's a musical theatre actress."

"Stunning and talented." Shea said nodding his head. "Nice, ours is just a former stripper." Sid laughed at Shea's misfortune.

"We'd better get to practice." Sid said looking at the time.

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Heather had arrived in Sochi earlier that day. She was met at the airport by a very happy Geno. "Veresk!" He said using her Russian name.

"Geno!" She said hugging him and greeting him. "I'm so happy to see you." She hugged him

"I got your credentials from Sid. They list you as Team Canada massage therapist. Geno said with a smile.

"Massage therapist?" Heather asked laughing. "I guess that's sort of believable."

"You give me back rub later tonight?" Geno asked with a wink.

"We'll see Geno, we'll see." Heather said with a wink.

"Hockey teams are having a party tonight. Want to come? You be my date." He said as they got into the shuttle to the athlete's village.

"I don't know Geno, I'm not myself right now." Heather said.

"Sid be there." Geno said she frowned. "Or Sid not there. Whatever." He said putting an arm around her. "Don't worry, I protect you." He kissed her on the side of the forehead.

"Well...I guess I could do it for you Geno." Heather smiled. "So you'll show me off? Show me around?" She asked him.

"Of course." Geno said with a smile. "Tonight you my girl."

"How is James?" Heather asked eagerly.

"He...he not himself. Not my Lazy." Geno said using his pet name for James. "He said he doesn't think he can win. He think Sid has won."

"What?" Heather asked confused. "He knows I love him." She said.
"He think you fight with Sid's girlfriend because you want Sid for yourself." Geno said brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

"Oh no James." She said shaking her head. Now she wished that she had stated in Pittsburgh.

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"Hey man, you coming out tonight?" Shea asked as he got ready to head out to the party.

"Yeah I think so." Sid said as he did up his Canada sweater putting a hat on. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Maybe that's Heather." He smiled excitedly. The smile on his face faded as he heard Shea tell him it wasn't heather, then he saw who it was.

"Surprise!" Vanessa's nasal voice flooded the room. "Can you believe security believed I was Taylor Crosby?" She said as she hugged Sid giving him a big kiss on the lips.

"Sid?" Shea questioned

"Shea, this is Vanessa...my umm...girlfriend." He said quietly.

"Oh man are you in trouble." Shea said as he left the room. "Meet you there Crosby." He said on the way out.

"What does he mean?" Asked Vanessa tilting her head to the side.

"It's nothing." Sid said putting his hands in his pockets. "Come on, I've got a party to go to." He walked over to the party with her hanging off of him like a twig on a branch. When he entered the makeshift bar he wasn't ready for what greeted him. In the corner was a table that sat Patrick Sharp, Patrick Kane, Jonathan Towes and Duncan Keith. The song Chelsea Dagger was playing over the speakers. There was Heather on top of their table writhing and shaking her goods for the boys. It was a good thing that she was wearing jeans, otherwise her goods would no longer be private. "Stay here." He told Vanessa leaving her at the bar. He walked up to the table and forcefully said "Heather what the hell are you doing?"

"What's it look like Sid? I'm dancing for these lovely gentlemen." She said leaving over giving them full view of her cleavage.

"Get down. You're drunk." He said to her. The song ended.

"Song's over boys. Maybe I'll be back later." She winked at a very obviously disappointed Patrick Kane. "It's hard to be drunk when you don't drink Sid." She said in a sassy tone. She jumped off the table and Sid grabbed her arm.

"Come with me." Sid said.

"Ouch, Sid that hurts." She said.

"Sorry." He said as he took her outside leaving Vanessa alone in the bar. "What the hell were you doing in there?" He asked.

"Dancing?" Heather asked shrugging her shoulders.

"More like whoring it up." Sid said. "That's not like you."

"That's not what James thinks." She said folding her arms turning away.

"What does that mean?" He asked her.

"James...he...we had a fight before I left." Heather said sighing. "He alluded to me being a slut because of my profession and all."

"I thought that he was okay with you staying on the job." Sid said confused.

"He was." Heather said. "Or at least I thought he was." She rubbed her arms shivering.

"Cold?" Sid asked taking off his sweater putting it around her shoulders.

"Thanks." She said. "But won't you get cold?" She asked him concerned.

"Not important. My mom always taught me a lady's needs come first." He smiled as she smiled back at him.

"Nobody's ever called me that before." She said quietly looking down at her feet.

"Well you are one. Don't ever forget it." He said touching her cheek

. "Sid...I think we need to talk." Heather said staring at the ground.

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