Rescue Me (Sidney Crosby)

Chapter Eighty One

"Will you assholes shut the hell up?!"

"But- But- But, why Uncle Dupie?" Marc teased and we cracked up laughing as Pascal groaned and shook his head.

"Flower, I'm warning ya!"

"But Uncle Dupie," Cooke joined in and I smirked and shook my head, everyone clearly enjoying the new name that Josh had awarded Pascal.

"Sid! This is your kid's fault!" Pascal said and I chuckled and held up my hands.

"Don't get me involved, you're the one who's letting them get to you," I laughed and then stood up, lacing my skate up and walking towards the locker room door.

It was the end of the season, we were out of the playoffs, watching as the other teams continued on. It was the last official time that we were going to be to skate on this ice, they were going to melt it down tomorrow, and we were going to have to wait until September, when we start skating here again.

It wasn't long before the wives, girlfriends and kids showed up, wanting to spend the day at the rink as well.

-Julie-

When Vero told me that she and some of the other wives and girlfriends were going to the rink to watch the guys skate for the last time until September, I thought it would be boring, and wanted to stay the house to continue decorating it, but like always, Vero got her way.

I was actually happy that I had come, it was funny to watch all of the guys skating around with the kids. Marc had asked Vero to skate out onto the ice and she laughed and nodded her head, putting her skates and heading out with Marc.

I smiled brightly, sitting next to Catherine holding the sleeping Alexander, her and Kris' son, and then looking up to see Sidney skating next to Chris Kunitz with Josh in-between them.

"You skate, Julie?" I heard and looked to see Geno looking at me, "You come out?"

"It's been almost a year since I was on the ice, might be a little shaky," I said and he smirked.

"I won't let you fall, Sid hurt me if I do," he said and I laughed a little and went to grab my skates that Vero had brought with her.

Geno helped me put them on since I apparently was doing it wrong, I laughed as he knelt in front of me, "I told you it's been a while."

"It all right," he said and I smiled and he helped me stand, "Wow, you wobbly," he teased and I stuck my tongue out at him.

Geno helped me out onto the ice and skated behind me, holding my arms. Sidney and Josh laughed as they skated past us and Josh yelled 'Go Mommy'.

After going about three times around the rink, Geno thought that I was doing well and I didn't need his help, so he let my arms go and I started to skate without him. Vero skid to a stop in front of me, and I didn't stop fast enough, so I rammed into her and we fell into the ice. Geno ended up fall because he tripped over my legs.

"Are you all right?" Catherine asked as she stood up and looked at us on the ice.

"Ow, my butt!" I laughed and then leaned back on the ice.

"Your butt? My back!" Vero groaned and laughed too, sitting up we saw the guys coming over towards us.

"Geno? Ya good?" I asked and he started to mutter things in Russian that I didn't understand, "Is that a yes?" Geno just nodded his head, "Then why couldn't ya just say 'yes'? That was a lot of words to say in Russian that just means 'yes'."

"He wasn't saying yes in Russian," Catherine said and I tilted my head back towards her and saw her smirking, "Just guessing though."

"You all right?" Marc asked as he skated over and bent down next to Vero.

"Yeah," Vero said and Marc chuckled, "That hurt."

"That's what ya get for jumping out in front of me!" I yelled, a smirk on my face as I saw Sidney skate over and bend down next to me, holding his arm out, "Thanks," I smiled as I took his arms and he helped me back up.

"Come on big guy, up we go!" I heard and looked to see Craig Adams and Pascal helping Geno up.

-Sidney-

Julie and I were skating around the ice, fingers laced together and watching as some of the guys skated past us, laughing. Julie and I laughed when Josh, Kody and Jackson skated in-between us and under our hands.

I snapped my head around when I heard Julie squeal and felt her hand being ripped from mine. Pascal had Julie against the glass and he was looking towards the benches. Geno and Kris skated over and I looked to see that we had company.

"Duper, get her out of here," I growled as Pascal nodded his head and guided Julie off of the ice, leaving through the visitor's opening. Some of the guys were still on the ice, most of them ran off and ushered the women and kids out, "I get married in two weeks and this asshole won't leave us alone."

"What are you doing here?" Geno asked as he leaned against the bench.

"I'm here to collect my prize," Boris said, "And I don't appreciate the fact that you had three of my men arrested."

"Well, I didn't appreciate the fact that your shot my dog and tried to kidnap my fiancé!" I growled as I stood next to Geno and hearing some of the other guys come up behind me.

"Touché, Mr. Crosby," he said as he sat in the stands and smirked, "But that doesn't change the fact that my boys are getting restless, they have a lot of frustrations, they enjoyed taking their frustrations on your pretty little piece of meat."

I was tense, fists clenched, teeth gritting together, body shaking, '...He keeps talking, I'm gunna kill him...'

"Danny, tell me again how much you loved having her around?" Boris asked the big man next to him, almost reminded me of Talbot when I looked at him.

"She was a nice piece of ass, wouldn't mind fucking her again-"

I opened the door to get off of the ice and wanted to charge at him, but my teammates held me back and kept a good grip on my arms, shirt, and shoulders. Boris and his men laughed, I growled and then tried to figure out how I was going to get these skates off and kill this guy, having only seconds to do it. I struggled against my teammates as they pulled me back onto the ice.

“We need to get out of here,” Kris muttered but I shook my head.

“This ends now.”

“What the hell are you gunna do? We’re sitting ducks out here!” Matt whispered and I glared, “We need to get off the ice and get out of these skates.”

“We know these place, we have advantage,” Geno said and I nodded my head.

“Count of three,” I said and they nodded their heads.

Boris knew we were up to something, but made no move to stop us when we headed for the visitors side, the same way that Pascal had taken Julie. We needed to get these skates off and get our shoes on, or at least just get these skates off. One by one we charged off of the ice and ran into the visitors’ locker room, quickly taking our skates off and hoping that everyone else was safe, hoping that Julie and Josh were safe.

“What are we gunna do?” Kris asked staring at me as he unlaced his skates.

“Last minute of the game, scores’ zero to zero, we don’t want to go into overtime,” I stated looking at my teammates, “What do we do?”

“Kick ass,” Matt said and I smirked and nodded my head.

We walked out of the locker room with only our socks on, Geno stood in front, if we ran into someone he could be of use. Geno wasn’t a fighter, though he knew how to, but just his size alone could be used as intimidation, he knew that, we knew that, we were hoping that they didn’t know that.

As we walked down the hallway, nearing the corner, we heard someone running down the hallway. I pat Geno on the arm and he nods his head, preparing himself. A figure turned the corner and Geno grabbed it, picked it up and slammed it onto the ground.

“Flower?” Geno asked and we all stood around him look at Marc who laid on the ground looking dazed and in pain.

“What the- What are you- Get off me!” Marc growled and Geno helped him up, “What are you idiots doing? We’re trying to get everyone out.”

“Well we’re looking for Boris, I want this over with NOW,” I said and Marc sighed, “Where’s Julie and Josh?”

“Vero had grabbed Josh when we saw then, she he’s with her, and I just ran into Duper who had Jewels with him,” he said and I nodded my head, happy that they were safe; “We called the police.”

“We make sure Boris still here when they come,” Geno said and we all nodded our heads.

“Let’s go huntin’ boys,” Matt said and I nodded my head, making my way down the hall looking for Boris, looking for revenge.