No Sense of Direction

Chapter Sixty Three

-Katrina-

"Look at you all back to work and everything!" James Neal said happily.

"Вы должны быть в дома отдыха," (You should be home resting) Geno said and I smiled and placed my hand on his arm.

"Я в порядке," (I'm fine) I said as I limped passed him and walked into my office. I growled as I looked at the assistant looking over Martin. I looked around the office and saw that it wasn't organized at all, not to mention there were flowers and chocolates all over my desk, '...Right, I missed Valentine's day...' I thought and walked into the office more, '...What is wrong with guys and keeping things neat?...'

"You're back!" Paul Martin said from on top of the table and I nodded my head, "How are you? You had us worried!"

"I'm fine, a little sore, but fine," I said and walked over towards the assistant took the file, "What did you do now?"

"Nothing, just a check up on my hand," he said and I looked at the assistant to see that he was looking at Paul's knee.

"Your hand, huh?" I asked and looked at the kid strangely.

"Yeah, you got me," Paul laughed and I patted the assistant's shoulder.

"I got this," I said and he nodded his head and then left.

"So what exactly happened?" Paul asked and I sighed and then heard my door open to see Kris, Beau, Marc, Tanner, Matt, Cooke, Pascal, Tyler and Jarome walk into my office and smile towards me.

"Geno said that he and Neal saw you!" Marc said as he walked over and hugged me.

"Ow, ok, easy now!" I winced and he pulled away.

"Wow, look at the goose egg," Marc said as he moved my hair and looked at the top left side of my forehead to see a nice black and blue mark, "That from the window?"

"Yeah, don't worry, looks worse than it feels now."

"If you still hurt, you shouldn't be here," Pascal said and I sighed, "You need rest."

"I've rested for a week. If I have to spend one more hour in that house, I'm going to lose my mind!" I said and the guys laughed.

"So what happened?" Paul repeated and I nodded my head.

"I was at the intersection of- God I can't remember, you know where Best Buy is?" I asked and then nodded their heads, "That intersection, apparently a drunk guy driving a tracker trailer hit me from behind and pushed me into oncoming traffic where another tracker trailer hit me. I rolled a few times and landed on my side, at least, that's what I was told."

"You don't remember it?" Kris asked and I shook my head.

"Probably for the best, sounds pretty bad," Jarome said and I nodded my head and then pushed myself up onto the table next to Paul.

"How's your truck?" Cooke asked and I groaned and laid my head on Paul's' shoulder, "That bad?"

"Totaled," I whined and then shook my head, "I loved that truck too."

"Get a new one, you've got the money for it," Tanner said and I scoffed.

"I might have the money for it, but I'm picky when it comes to cars," I said and the guys snorted.

"So what are you driving now?" Marc asked.

"My mom's old impala. God I hate that car!" I said and the guys laugh, "Probably when I feel better I'm gunna get a new truck."

"What are you gunna get?" Kris asked.

"Well, I need another truck for the horses' trailer, so I'm looking at a Nissan Titan," I smirked and the guys laughed.

"Two or four?"

"Four of course," I laughed and the guys shook their heads.

"You and your trucks," Marc teased and I stuck my tongue out at him.

-Sidney-

I walked towards the ice, expecting to see some of my teammates there, but I was surprised to see an empty rink. I knew it was an optional practice, but I thought that at least some would show up. It wasn't until I was about to step out onto the ice when I heard a door open and laughter coming through the halls. I turned around and saw that some of the guys were in the trainer's office.

'...Why are they in there?...' I thought and then walked over towards the office and pushed the door open. I was surprise to see that there had to have been at least ten guys in there and none of them were in gear. I peaked my head around and saw Kat sitting on the table next to Paul Martin laughing at something someone had said.

"Sid! Oh what time is it- Shit we need to get geared up!" Marc said and I snorted and shook my head.

"Bye Kat!" Kris yelled and I moved back because the guys started to pour out.

They walked into the locker room and I decided that I was going to head out onto the ice. I dropped the bag of pucks onto the ice and started to shoot them into the net.

When the guys came out onto the ice the skated around a few times and then started to shoot some pucks into the net. I was quiet most of the time, wondering what they were talking with Kat about.

"So have you talked to her yet?" Pascal asked as he skated over.

"No, not yet," I said and he sighed.

"You need to talk to her," he said and I nodded my head.

-Katrina-

I sighed as I knelt on the floor and went through the files, complaining to myself about being gone for only a week and it was unbelievably unorganized. There was a knock at my door and I looked up to see Sidney peaking his head in. He gave me a small smile and moved half of his body in.

"Can we talk?" he asked and I sighed.

"There's nothing to talk about," I muttered as I started to place the files into the cabinet.

"Kat, you and I both know that there is-"

"No Sidney, there's not, you have Amanda, you 'clearly' got over me-"

"Amanda and I aren't together!" he said and I snorted and shook my head.

"Well, then you're turning into the others with your one night stands," I said and he growled and walked into the office, kneeling down in front of me and helping me with the papers, probably thinking that I had dropped them. I slapped his hand away, "Don't touch! I'm reorganizing!"

"Oh, sorry," he said and then moved back and sat against the cabinet, "Kat," he said and then sighed, "Amanda and I didn't have a thing, she came over to give me papers to sign. She's Mario's assistant."

I looked at the ground and bit my lip, mentally cursing, "She looked like she was in the middle of a date."

"The guys say that she likes me, but I don't like her!" Sidney said and then looked at me, "I don't want to be with anyone other than you Kat," I tried to stand, but I moved to fast and then hissed when my ribs hurt. I heard Sidney jump up and move next to me, "Are you all right? You really shouldn't have left your house!"

"I'm fine," I muttered and Sidney helped me stand, "I'm just a little sore."

"You should be-"

"If someone else tells me that I should be resting, I'm gunna kill them," I growled and Sidney chuckled.

"Your head's healing," Sidney said as he placed one hand on the right side of my neck, while he took his other hand and ran his fingers through the left side, showing off my bruise. I brought my hand up and gently grabbed his wrist. I looked up towards him and saw that he was staring at me, "How does it feel?"

"It's fine," I muttered and then sighed, turning my head away, "I don't get it Sid."

"What?" he asked confused.

"I chose you, and you-" he cut me off by grabbing my chin with his fingers and making me look at him.

"I never thought of Amanda like the way I think about you. I love you Katrina," he breathed and then leaned in.

I placed my hands on his chest, moving them to his sides and pulling myself closer to him. I hear the door open, but I didn't care, Sidney pressed his lips onto mine and I smirked against his lips.

Sidney and I pulled away when we heard cheering and looked towards the door to see most of the teammates crowding around with smirks on their faces.

"Go away," Sidney said as he pulled away, walking over towards the door and closing it. He leaned his back against the door and then watched as I walked over towards him and locked the door, "That works."

"Power of the locking mechanism," I laughed and then Sidney stood back up and pressed his lips against mine, being gentle because I was still sore.