No Sense of Direction

Chapter Thirteen

I was back in Boston, had been for about a week now, and was ready for the playoffs, because that's where the boys were heading. I was gone for two weeks and this intern had totally destroyed my office. I had no idea where anything was and I was pissed beyond belief. The guys would come into my office and tease me, but I would throw things at them and chase them off, this wasn't funny, you don't mess with a doctors' files.

I sighed as I sat on the ground and spent the third day trying to rearrange my office back to the way it was. There was a knock at the door and I looked up to see Milan standing there with his bag in hand, because he had just finished practice, "You wanna get some lunch?"

"No, I'm gunna finish this," I grumbled and he chuckled a little.

"How much damage did he do?"

"A lot," was all I said and then heard Milan sigh and the door close. I looked up to see that he was gone and then I went back to work.

About an hour later, I was still at work, and there was another knock on my door. It opened and I looked up to see that Milan was there again, but this time he had some food in his hand, "I figure your hungry since you skipped out on breakfast."

I sighed and then looked at him and smiled, "Thanks."

"Panera Bread for the pretty lady," he said and then held out the paper bag.

"You're too good to me," I laughed because that place was my favorite.

I haven't been to the apartment in a while because my other roommate Brittany found herself a boyfriend and he was creepy as hell. I came home the first night and he was just sitting on the couch watching TV while Brittany was nowhere to be found, then another time, I was taking a shower, and he just walked right in and went to the bathroom. When I told Milan, he got pissed and then said that I was going to stay with him.

"Anything I can help you with?" he asked as he sat down on the table.

"Motivation," I muttered and he chuckled.

"How?"

"Just sit there and look pretty," I said and he snorted.

"Do you like want me to take my shirt off and flew, or just sit here?" he asked and I laughed and looked at him.

"Just sit there, you want to motivate me, not distract me," I said and he laughed and then hopped off of the table and sat on the ground next to me.

"And what if I do this," he said and then leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine, "Will that be motivation?"

"Distraction" I said and he smirked.

"What about this?" he asked as he started to kiss my neck.

"Distraction," I breathed out trying to hold back a groan.

"And this?" he asked as he slid his hand up and unbuttoned the first three buttons of my shirt and started to kiss down my body.

"Ugh, distra-" he slid his hand under my ass and pulled me over towards him and I dropped my paperwork and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I think I'm sensing a little motivation here," he muttered against my neck and then bit down a little hearing a gasp escape from my lips, "Definitely motivation," he said as he pressed his lips forcefully upon mine and then picked me up and sat me on the table never having his lips move from mine.

-Sidney-

It's been about a week since Kat's been gone and her brother Chris has been spending a lot of time at the rink watching us practice or seeing a game. His college team wasn't that good this season and didn't move onto the playoffs, so he had a lot of down time, other than classes. I've found myself missing her incredibly, and apparently my team as noticed it too. I got lucky though, because we play against Boston in two days, and I'll get to see her.

We played against the Hurricanes yesterday and her brother was pretty pissed at Kris because they got into a fight and he was ejected out of the game, but then we all went out to dinner, ignoring the cut under the eye and the busted lip, ya know, typical game against the Hurricanes.

Coach had told us the other day that Kat was leaving Boston at the end of the season and she was going to come back to Pittsburgh to become our trainer because our old one retired and this intern was a pain in the ass. Coach also told us that we were not allowed to say anything about it to anyone, because apparently the Burins didn't know that she was leaving them. That little secret was going to be a problem, I had no clue if anyone on the team was going to be able to keep it when we played against Boston, because if they started with us, we had something that we could use as a distraction. After Geno went to see Kat about his neck, after the concussion, he kept on going on and on that day that she had magic fingers and I had to be honest that I was a little jealous that he got to be massaged by her.

I've woken up thinking about her, I go to bed dreaming about her, it was getting to be ridicules. I barely knew anything about this girl, and she was all I could think about. Not to mention the fact that she was off playing doctor with Milan Lucic really pissed my off, and to make it worse, I found out that she was friends with Alex Ovechkin, my freaking enemy on the ice. Hearing that was definitely like a low blow.

-Milan-

If Coach found out that Kat and I were screwing around in her office, he would have a heart attack, but that's what always made it so much fun. Kat had finished up with her paperwork, taking longer than she wanted to, mostly my fault, but then she grabbed her uneaten lunch and we headed back to my house.

"Oh, can we stop at my place for a second? I want to grab some more clothes," Kat said and I nodded my head and then turned around to head there.

I pulled into her parking lot and parked the car in the spot she would usually park her truck, but that was currently at my house, "You want me to come up?"

"No, I'll be only a second," she said and then I heard her phone go off and she answered it and then walked towards her building.

I turned the car off, but I was still able to listen to the radio. My windows were down and I was enjoying the warm May breeze, I looked over towards, my left after hearing a car door slam and looked to see that Kat's one roommate, Brittany I think, was walking this way with her creepy ass boyfriend. I shook my head when I saw them and then rubbed my face and looked at my watch. It had only been like three minutes, but if felt like hours.

-Katrina-

"Yeah, just fax them over towards me and I'll take a look at them," I said as I held my phone with my shoulder and opened my apartment door. I was on the phone with my Uncle Dan and he was telling me how they had to get another intern because the other one just up and left. I could hear the frustration in his voice and decided that I was going to help him. One of the guys had gotten hurt on the ice at the last game and he wanted to see what I thought about the injury, so I gave him my home fax number and walked into the apartment to hear it going off.

"Did you get it?" Uncle Dan asked as I walked into my room and over towards my desk where the machine was.

"It's coming in now," I said and then heard voices in the living room. I peeked through my door and saw Brittany with her boyfriend and I groaned.

"What?" my Uncle Dan asked concerned.

"My roommate and her creepy boyfriend are here and I'm gunna feel like I'm listening to a triple X movie," I explained as the fax came through and I grabbed the paper.

Uncle Dan laughed and I sighed, "That bad?"

"Yeah, I've been staying at Milan's for the past few days because he's so creepy," I said and then looked at the paper, "He walked in on me showering the other day and just whipped out his junk and took a piss."

"Wow, and who said that chivalry was dead," he joked and I groaned

"Really?" I asked and then heard someone laugh, and it wasn't my Uncle, "Do you have me on speaker?"

"I'm just playing and yes. Paul's here with me," he said and then I heard them the two laughing.

"Hi Kat!"

"Hi Paul," I said and then smirked and shook my head.

"Just be careful, Katrina," Uncle Dan said and I sighed.

"I'm always careful, and if I'm not, I get twenty five boys that will be careful for me," I laughed and then sat on the bed and looked at the picture, "Who is this?"

"Martin," he said and I sighed, "That bad?"

"I guess I should have known because he's on the phone with you, but yeah, looks it," I said and then put the phone on speaker and sat it on my lap, while I reached over and grabbed a pen so that I could make note on the paper, "You must be in a lot of pain, Paul."

"I am," he said and I nodded my head, even though I knew they couldn't see it.

"So what's the damage, Kat?" he asked and I sighed.

"You've got a couple discs out of place, they're rubbing against each other and causing a lot of your pain," I explained and then heard a knock at my door and looked up to see that it was Brittany.

"Kat, oh hey, I heard someone but didn't know it was you," she said and I nodded my head.

"I'm just gunna finish up here and then I'm leaving," I answered and she walked into my room and I was a little surprised when she sat in front of me, "I want to ask you something."

"Uh, ok," I said and then remembered that Uncle Dan and Paul were on speaker.

"Corey and I were wondering if you wanted to have a threesome with us," she said, Corey being her creepy boyfriend, and my eyes went wide.

I heard my Uncle Dan choking on the other line and then cough up a 'what'. But his voice wasn't the only one I heard on the other line, and I remembered that he had me on speaker and that Paul Martin was in the room too.

Brittany looked down at my phone and then saw that I wasn't talking to myself, "Oh uh, you're busy."

"Yeah," I said awkwardly and trying to hold back a surprise laugh.

"I'm just gunna-"

"Yeah," I said and she walked out the door and I bit down on my hand and waited for my Uncle and whoever else was in the room to regain themselves.