No Sense of Direction

Chapter Two

“Kat!”

“I’m on it!” I yelled and then stepped onto the ice and walked over towards #46 David Krejci, who was just tripped and was slammed into the boards by Philadelphia Flyers #24 Matt Read, “Hey sweetie, you all right?” I asked as I knelt down in front of him.

“Head is pounding,” he said slowly and I took his helmet off to then see him place his head against the cold ice. I looked up towards the jumpotron at the recap and saw that his head whipped back against the boards, “I feel like I’m gunna be sick.”

‘…Concussion…’ I thought as I placed my hand on his shoulder and saw Milan and Tyler skate up behind him, “Can you stand?”

“Yeah,” he said and I looked at Milan and he nodded his head and helped his teammate up.

“Take him to my office,” I said and Milan nodded his head and then Tyler skated next to me while I walked back over.

“Now you see why we’re a rough team?” he said as Milan came back over towards me.

I sighed and then looked over towards the Flyers and saw that some of them were watching me, and then I looked over toward Read to see him heading over towards the penalty box.

“Kat?”

I turned back towards Milan and Tyler and saw that some of the other players were around us, I sighed against and then looked at Milan, '...No one hurts my boys...' I glared at the ground and then looked at Milan, I held out my finger towards him, almost as if I’m scolding him for something I know he’s going to do, “Don’t throw anyone through the glass!” I barked and they smirked, "I'm serious! Do you want to hurt your fans with the falling pieces of glass again?!" I said and they looked at me and shook their heads. I patted Milan's chest, "Kick ass!" I smirked, ‘…Dammit, I’m getting to be as bad as them…’

I headed back to my office and saw that Krejci wasn’t there; I immediately thought of the locker room and headed there. I walked in and saw that David was lying on the bench with the Assistant Coach next to him. I told him to leave and then knelt down next to David, he must have gotten sick, because I smelled the vomit and there was a trash can next to him. I started to untie his skates and placed them on the ground and then slowly sat him up. He slowly took his gear off and then I placed his arm on my shoulder and pulled the almost two hundred pound man up.

“We need to get to my office,” I said and he nodded his head and walked with me, “Just keep your eyes closed, everything is going to be sensitive to you.”

I helped him down the hall to my office and then pushed the door open so that it would stay and walked him over towards my table, only using the light from the hallway. I walked over towards the cabinet and got him some Tylenol and then some water and helped him sit up so that he could take it.

“How’s he doing?”

I looked up to see Coach standing in the hallway. I shook head, telling the Coach that he was going to be out a few games. Coach sighed and then walked away, and I heard the siren going off, telling us that the Bruins’ had scored a goal against the Flyers.

“All right boys,” David muttered as he leaned back on the table and I sighed and placed my hand on his arm, “So what’s the sitch, Kat?”

I sighed and then looked at him staring at the ceiling holding his head, “Concussion, sweetie.”

He cursed and I patted his arm, “How long?”

“Probably a few weeks, you need to take it easy,” I said and he sighed and cursed again, "You need to get an MRI so I can take a look and know for sure what's going on in there," I said while pointing towards his head.

The buzzard went off saying that the period was over and I could hear the guys walking to the locker room. I sighed and then walked out into the hallway, and when Milan saw me, he walked over towards me.

"How is he?"

"Concussion," I said and then heard David getting sick again, "I'm almost positive."

"Almost?" he asked and I nodded my head.

"I want him to get an MRI so that I can know for sure," I said and Milan nodded his head.

"We're bringing the pain," he said and I smirked and he bent down and pressed his lips against mine, "You just take care of Krejci."

"It's my job," I smiled and then patted his chest, "Go to your team and let me do my job," I laughed as he bent down to press his lips on mine again.

"You're such a tease," he laughed and I smiled and watched as he turned around to go back to the locker room.

-Milan-

"Oh don't be such a baby!" I growled as I looked to see Matt Read on the ice.

It was the last period and we were up by three, the score being four to one. My team wanted to get back at Flyers Matt Read for hurting Krejci, so we were all going at him. I had just slammed him into the boards and he was taking a little while to get up, moving slowly and moaning.

"Number Seventeen, Lucic, double minor for boarding," the ref announced and I scoffed and skated over towards the penalty box for my four minute penalty.

I looked up at the clock and saw that there were only five minutes left in the game and I smirked because even though we were going to be down a player, we were still going to win this.

-Katrina-

"If you need anything, you have my number," I said and Krejci nodded his head.

"Thanks Kat, I'll take over now," Krejci's girlfriend, Sarah said and I smiled and nodded my head.

"One of the boys will bring your car over later," I said and Krejci nodded his head and then I left, heading back over towards my truck. I headed back to my apartment and saw that Milan was just pulling in behind me. I smirked as I got out of my truck and then he walked over towards me, "When was the last time you were at your place?" I teased and he smirked and wrapped his arms around me and pushed me against the truck.

"I don't know," he said and then pressed his lips against mine.

"I'm cold, let's go inside," I said and he nodded his head.

We went inside the apartment to see Anna and her boyfriend Eric sitting on the couch eating popcorn watching some TV.

"Hey guys," Anna said and I smiled.

"Nice game, man," Eric said to Milan and he nodded his head.

"Thanks."

"Krejci all right?" Anna asked and I sighed.

"He's got a concussion," I said and Anna shook her head.

"Stupid Flyers," she said and I smirked.

"Where's Brittany?" I asked talking about our other roommate.

"Ms. Tramp is out and about," Anna said and I snorted and patted her shoulder.

"Now come on Anna, we've talked about this," I smirked and she shook her head, "If you don't-"

"Don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all, yeah, yeah I got it," she muttered and I laughed.

"Come on," Milan whispered into my ear as he then grabbed my hand and we walked over towards my bedroom.

"Go have some victory sex man!" Eric yelled and I smirked and shook my head.

-Milan-

It was early in the morning, maybe two or three; I wasn't able to fall asleep. I looked down to see that Kat was fast asleep on my chest, with my arm wrapped around her waist. She had the sheets wrapped around her chest, while I had her comforter around my waist. I heard the landline phone ring and I turned my head to look at the clock to see that it was fifteen minutes after three.

'...Who the hell is calling now?...'

The phone stopped ringing, so I guess one of the roommates got it. I yawned and then pushed my head deeper into the pillow. I was about to try and sleep, but there was a knock on the door and I looked to see it slowly opening to reveal her roommate, Anna. I watched her walk over towards the bed, using the light from her cell phone to see where she was going. She reached for Kat, and I saw her shake her a little.

"Kat?!" she whispered, "Kat!"

"Hmmmm?" Kat muttered and I sat up.

"Sorry Milan, I didn't mean to wake you," she said and I nodded my head.

"What's wrong?" Kat mumbled.

"You have a phone call," she said and then handed the phone to Kat.

"Is it Krejci?" I asked Anna and she shook her head 'no'.

"Hello?" Kat said and I turned the lamp on next to her bed, "WHAT?! WHEN?!" I looked at her and saw her sit up and lean against the headboard, "Are they all right?"

'...Something's happened...'