Five Minutes For Fighting (Completed)

"Were you surprised?" Michael said running his hands through her hair. "Totally I never expected it." She said her head on his bare chest. Puck and Bauer running around on their bed so happy to have dad home. "I missed you so much. I had multiple panic attacks." He said kissing the top of her head. "Yeah Seth Jones told me." She said looking up at him as her fingers traced his scar. "I can't live without you Caroline." He said tightening his grip on her. It was a rainy day in the city as Puck and Bauer ran under the bed to avoid the thunder and lightning. "I can't wait to marry you." She said not wanting to leave this bed. She wanted the outside world to fade away, this was the only world she cared about. "I can't wait to finally make you all mine." He said kissing the top of her head again. She wished she could go to Nashville with him, be there for him but they only had Face Time and Skype to last them until the end of the season, the predators at this point didn't see hopeful that they were going to make the playoffs again. "I probably won't make the playoffs, so I should be able to be back by the middle of April." His voice raspy. "Okay." She said trying not to smile. Only about two months away, two months of this nightmare. "Then we get married in June." She said with a giddy smile. "Oh god we have so much to do." He said shaking his head. "Yeah I know." She said kissing him.

"Guys!!!!!" Derek Stepan said knocking before coming into there room, it didn't surprise him that they were undressed hiding their naked bodies under their duvet cover, he knew they were going to do it the minute they saw each other. He sat on their crushed velvet grey couch which had to be the comfiest thing in the world as he saw Michael grab his boxers and leave the bed looking for clothes. "What's up D?" Caroline said grabbing Michael's Nashville predators sweatshirt, putting it on her frame as she grabbed her underwear. Once she found it she got out of bed and followed Michael to their walk in closet in search of some real clothes. "We're leaving for Nobu in thirty so you may want to take a shower, put on some real clothes and get your shit together so we could leave." Derek said smirking fiddling with his baseball cap as he left the room. He totally knew they were going to do it again and he wanted to give MDZ a high five for doing his best friend but then he thought about the whole fucked up situation he was in and left. "I have nothing to wear." Caroline said closing their closet door and taking off the sweatshirt. "Are you serious?" Michael said pointing to her side of the closet filled with clothes. "Fine fine fine." She said throwing on a pair of black tights and one of her favorite Black cutout Jack Wills dresses. "Shoes?" She said knowing Michael was going to point out her Frye boots, and he did. Predictable. Just like she liked him. "How do Iook?" She said as he looked her up and down. "Like my really hot fiance." He said smirking kissing her. "Me?" He said as she laughed. Rugby sweater, dark grey khakis, frye boots. Smoking hot. "Okay." She said smirking. "GUYS COME ON LOSERS." Brendan yelled from the hallway.

"Are you going to take a jacket?" She said looking at him. "Yeah I'll take my Peacoat and you can wear it after dinner if your cold." He said as he grabbed his wallet. "Perfect thanks babe." She said kissing him. She wished they could stay in bed all night eating Chinese food but everyone wanted a piece of Michael tonight, they missed their ex teammate like crazy. "Guys are you dressed?" John Moore said as he covered his eyes. "Yes we are." Michael said slapping him on the back. "Good everyone's families are already at Nobu waiting for us." John said walking towards the front door. "Your going to play great tomorrow." Michael said whispering to her. "I wish you could play." She said looking at him. "You'll beat the Devils, it will be a great day and I can enjoy it with your family." He said pulling her towards him as they walked with everyone else.

What do you do when your fiance gets shipped off to Nashville? You get angry. And what do you do when you get angry? You make Martin Brodeur's life a living hell tomorrow. She couldn't wait to score on that son of a bitch.

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