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It had been 3 months since the whole baby debacle, it was a lazy, Sunday afternoon in February. Patrick and I were lying on the couch entangled together, his head lying on my lap. Instead of furiously trying to get pregnant, Patrick and I decided to just let it flow, naturally, and let it happen when the time was right.

"So how was practice?" I said running my fingers through his hair.

"Long, tiring," he said.

"Awww," I said, "You must be too tired to keep working on that project then," I said starting to slide away,

"Suddenly I'm full of energy" he said pulling me back, laughing.

I straddled him on his lap, kissing him hard, and passionately, my hands moved over his neck. He pulled my shirt up over my head, and per usual there was a loud knock at the front door.

"Come on," he groaned looking up, I laughed and quickly threw my shirt back over my head.

Patrick opened the door to see Brent Seabrook, and Bryan Bickell standing there, looking stressed, "Its Tazer man," Bicks said, "No one's seen him in days" Seabs added.

"Ky we gotta go find him," he said looking back at me.

"go!" I said as he grabbed his jacket and left.
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Patrick's POV:

I was pretty worried about Jonny, no one had seen him outside of practice in days, and during practice he had been pretty much silent. It was weird and came on kinda suddenly. It had been almost half a year since the whole 'Lindsey thing' and he seemed to be finally moving on, but what could have made him want to disappear like this?

The three of us hopped in Bick's car. Where could he be?


Jonathan's POV:

I shot another puck into the net at the United Center. My shots were hard, and filled with anger. I wanted to take it out with hockey before I blew up at someone who didn't deserve it.

I was thinking back to all the time I had spent with Lindsey. Wasted, I thought, all those months wasted on her. She never loved me, she never really even cared about me. But I still couldn't bring myself to regret the months we'd spent together.

My anger had been boiling up since Monday. Monday morning I woke up as usual and picked up my mail from outside my apartment door. I flipped through all the typical bills and flyer's and then something caught my eye, a wedding invitation.

"You, are invited to attend the wedding of Adam Burish and Lindsey Vecchione, June 21st," I wanted to throw up, how could she do this to me? I thought.

I fired another puck at the net.

"There he is!" I heard someone yell down the tunnel to the ice. Bicks, Seabs, Kaner, and Shawzie came bumbling down the tunnel.

"I told you all!" Shawzie said.

"Did not!" Seabs said back.

"I said check here first!" Bicks said.

"Hey Jonny where ya' been?" Kaner yelled from the bench.

I skated over to the bench, "Around." I said.

"Man, whats goin on?" Kaner said, "No one's seen you in days."

Bicks, Shawzie, and Seabs were still in the tunnel, pushing each other back and forth like little kids.

"I've been busy." I said leaning over the the boards.

"Man, well all know that's not true, now whats going on?" he persisted

I groaned, "Lindseys getting married." I said skating around the bench area.

"To Bur" I finished.

A look of shock, came over his face.

"What?" he said.

"Yup," I said picking up a puck and throwing it across the ice.

"Im sorry, Jonny, but you gotta let her go man, come on, Kylie's friend is coming in from Boston in a couple days, I think you'd like her." he said

"Nah, no thanks I dont need another hookup." I said.

"It doesn't have to be another hookup" Kaner said, "Just meet her, she's kinda like you."

We both laughed.

"You alright man?" he asked.

"Yea, Kaner i'm fine, honestly." I said.

"The four of us are gonna go grab a beer, wanna come?" he asked.

"Sure."

Lindsey was gone, and I was finally free.

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