black & gold never looked so good

when abby and her dad walked into the Consol Energy Center, it brought back memories. memories of her going there with her dad and Henrik on their road trips when the canucks played against the penguins. she felt a tear slide down her cheek. be strong, be strong… she reminded herself. but, it was too late, her dad sensed it. “sweetie, if this was gonna get you like this, you didn’t have to come. i would have been fine.” her dad explained as both of them walked in the arena. “i’m fine, dad. I’ll deal with it.” abby smiled. when she walked in, it smell of fresh, clean ice and human sweat. the scent that she loved. “good evening, Mr. Johnston.” a man in a black suit said. “i’m the new general manager, Jim.” He held out his hand for my dad to shake. “nice to meet you, Jim. but, please, call me Mike.” abby’s dad, replied. “well, mike, welcome to the team.” Jim announced. “same to you.” they walked into a room with a bunch of black leather rolling chairs and a rectangular table. suddenly abby noticed the other people that they were being stared at by; Mario Lemieux, Evgeni Malkin, Chris Kunitz, Sidney Crosby and Marc-Andre Flery. Jim, mike and abby all sat down across from them. “Crosby, Malkin, Flery and Kunitz; this is your newest coach. He came from the canucks with a lot of knowledge in the sport, as he used to play himself.” Mario explained. “and, this is the newest general manager, Jim Rutherford. Will you guys give the boys here some background on yourself.” Mario, continued. abby’s dad went first. “i’m Mike Johnston, as you may know. I was an assistant coach and then as an associate coach with the Vancouver Canucks. after that i was an associate coach of the Los Angeles Kings. also, i was the coach and general manager of the Portland Winterhawks of the WHL from 2008 to now. i am really excited and eager to begin working with you guys and the rest of the penguins at the best of my ability.” Mike, clarified. The 3 captains seemed satisfied with his answer. Next was Jim, “as you know, i’m Jim Rutherford. Before coming here i was the president and general manager, as well as a part owner, of the Carolina Hurricanes. i played goaltender for the Detroit Red Wings for a while. i am ready to start new with the penguins organization and farther my knowledge in admistration.” He described.
after explaining the new procedures and training schedule for this upcoming season, they all parted and went our separate ways. when abby and her dad got back home, her mom had dinner already ready and on the table. abby and her dad sat down and told her mom about the team. then, abby accused herself and went up to her room, but she couldn’t sleep so she got up, went downstairs, and grabbed her hockey equipment. “mom, dad, i’m going to the ice rink. be back later!” abby yelled and went out the door. The drive seemed endless, when she pulled up to the Consol, she noticed that there was one vehicle, a range rover parked in the parking lot. She paid no attention, grabbed her equipment and made her way inside. It was dark, but there were lights lighting up the rink. abby made her way to the visitors locker room and got dressed in her old practice gear, grabbed her stick and the bucket of pucks, then made herself onto the ice. It felt good being on the ice and to get all her frustration out, she needed to calm down. abby did a few skating drills to get herself warmed up. she then grabbed a puck and skated down the ice doing stickhandling skills and shooting on net. an hour later, she heard someone come onto the ice and was joined by a familiar face. “nice shot! Mind if i join?” abby turned around and came face to face with the one and only, Sidney Crosby. “thanks and yeah, i don’t care.” she said as she continued to shoot pucks on the empty net. “you really good.” by this time, abby was getting really irritated. “thanks. growing up with a NHL coach, i wouldn’t expect it.” Abby replied, snobbishly. Now, abby isn’t the one to be a snob, but this guy was pushing her buttons a little too much. what did he want from abby anyway? “well, let me properly introduce myself, i’m Sidney.” he said as he took his hand out of his glove for abby to shake. but, abby ignored him and continued shooting pucks. “i know who you are. Sidney Crosby, number 87, captain of the Pittsburgh penguins, canada’s golden boy.” she rambled on, Sidney looked surprised. “know anything else about me?” he questioned. “has a sister named taylor, who is the goaltender for her ice hockey team, father’s name is troy, mother’s name is trina. Grew up in cole harbor, NS, Canada.” abby said, just as she got done taking her last slap shot on net. “well, i better get going, my parents are probably wondering when i’m coming home. nice seeing you again, Mr. Crosby.” She explained, then gave sid a half crooked smile and headed for the bench. “wait !”’ Sidney screamed. Abby turned around, “want to practice 2 on 2’s?” Crosby asked. “maybe, another time.” she retorted and made her way to the locker room.

flashback
“come on, abs, i know you can do better than that!” Henrik said, playfully pushing abby as he skated by. Henrik and abby were alone at Rogers arena, the home ice rink of the Vancouver Canucks practicing face-offs, stickhandling and two on twos. The night that Henrik asked her to be his girlfriend. She tried it for the fifthy time, skating up center ice and trying to get past Henrik and into the net. once again, she missed. “i can’t be as good as you no matter how hard i try!” abby screamed through her sobs. She sat down on the ice, took her helmet off and cried. a few minutes later, Henrik wasn’t too far behind. He dropped his stick, sat down right beside her and she cried onto his shoulder. “abs, don’t cry. You did good; you tried your hardest and that is what matters.” Henrik said as he kissed her the top of her head. “i’m never going to make the Olympic team; never going to have that feeling of winning gold for my country!” she yelled in between breaths. “yes, you will! You don’t need a necklace around your neck with a gold ring hanging from it to be the best. Abs, you’re the captain of your team; you’re the only one wearing that C on the jersey. that’s something bigger than just a damn gold medal.” Hearing this just made abby more pissed off and upset. She finally stood up, “that’s easy for you to say, you have a gold medal and a bunch of awards!” she yelled and skated over to the bench, Henrik followed right behind her. “abby! Stop!” he shouted. By this time, abby found herself in between Henrik and the boards. :you know what? it’s not easy for me to say. Yeah, i have a medal and a few awards, but i’m missing one thing.” abby looked at him confused. and, just then her and Henrik’s lips were firmly pressed against each other’s. “you.” Henrik said, as they parted. “i…..i…i don’tttt know what to say.” abby managed to get out, still shocked from the kiss. “you don’t have to say nothing yet. abby, i have liked you since the day you walked into the locker room with your dad when we were hosting the anahiem ducks and that morning you joined in on one of our practices. i couldn’t stop thinking about you. i’ve been meaning to tell you exactly how i feel, but i never got the nerve till now. will you be my girlfriend?” Henrik described. abby was speechless. Henrik stared at her, afraid of what she is going to say or do. Suddenly, abby put her arms around his neck and kissed him back, this time it was more passionate then before. “yes, Henrik. i would love too!” she responded.
end of flashback

abby felt a tear run down her cheek. maybe coming here was a bad idea... she thought. she looked at her phone, 7 new messages. 3 from her friends back home asking how Pittsburgh is, one from her mom telling her that they’re going to bed, and the last two were from Henrik. she decided to not open them until tomorrow. she was tired and wanted to get back home to get to bed. it was 11:30PM when she finally go settled and fell asleep.

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