девятка! Devyatka! (I Want It!)

I carpooled with Goose and Roussel to the hospital. Jordie Benn, Jamie’s brother had already taken off and I didn’t blame him. They were brothers and his brother was hurt. I would have done the same thing. Everyone was super nice to me and the two didn’t mind taking me to see Jamie and Tyler or watching me like some rookie kid who needed to be babysat.

I rode in the backseat, quiet the whole way to the hospital. How could someone be so stuck up like Brad Marchand? The man scared me. He had kidnapped me from my childhood city and life, all because he wanted to get back at his ex.

But I couldn’t think about how much Brad scared me, I had to focus on Tyler and Jamie and hoping that they would be okay. I needed them to be fine and to be with me. If Brad showed up again and came to hurt me, I needed them! I couldn’t rely on Antoine Roussel all the time...yeah, he was tough, but I liked my parents Tyler and Jamie as my protectors!

When we got to the hospital, I ran into Tyler and Jamie’s room first and threw my arms around Tyler, who was the closest one. He was wrapped in bandages, but in one piece. He hugged me back. He seemed to be okay, but he knew he was hurt.

“Hey Nichy, don’t worry, I’ll be okay. But the one I’m worried about the most is Jamie!” He lifted himself up a tiny bit and pointed to a bed a few rows away. Jamie was lying unconscious with a bunch of doctors around him, analysing him. The medical people had sedated him and he was still out of it.

“Папа Джейми! (Papa Jamie!)” I cried.

“If anything serious happens to him, I’m going to get Marchy! He’s a jealous prick and I hate it! I hate him!” Tyler remarked. “Jamie should not have to pay for something I did...or rather didn’t really do.”

“Lay back down, Tyler,” a blonde nurse insisted, pushing him back gently into the bed. He allowed her and in fact, true to his personality, he began to hit on the nurse. Typical Tyler Seguin.

“Jamie!! Jamie, please be okay!” Jordie was shouting, beside where his brother was lying unconscious. He’d already been there. But now that the doctors were leaving Jamie’s side, he got to his feet. He was in tears and it made sense, because he was Jamie’s brother.

I kept glancing between Tyler and Jamie, the two men who’d taken me in and gotten me my job in the NHL with the Dallas Stars. The two men who’d saved my life really. They both had to be okay!! They had to!

****

Brad Marchand stormed down the tunnel into the locker room. He tore himself from his friend, Patrice Bergeron. He stomped over to his stall and threw his gloves and helmet into the stall area. “I hate that Dallas Star!!”

“Marchy, please…”

Reilly nodded, concerned. “Brad, calm down. You’re just heated from the game.”

“Shut up Bergy and Smitty!! You weren’t IN LOVE with Tyler and have him stab you in the heart over a fucking phone!!” Brad roughly sat down, glancing up at both men. He shook his head fiercely. “Huh? You’ve never felt the agony I have with Tyler!”

“Marchy, please, you’re just over-reacting!” Patrice remarked.

“Am I Bergy? Am I?” The pest stood up on his feet once more, snapping his head back and forth from Patrice to Reilly over and over. “Am I Reilly?”

Reilly looked down at his feet awkwardly. He shuffled them, nervously and just shook his head. He wasn’t sure what to say and he could feel himself burning and his cheeks searing with a fiery warmness.

Patrice shoved Brad backward and stepped forward. “Leave him the fuck alone, Marchy!! You need to get ahold of yourself! You hurt someone tonight, on the ice, because you are jealous!”

“No, Bergy!! It’s because I hate Tyler Paul Seguin with all of my heart. I hate Jamie Benn and Valeri Nichushkin and all of Tyler’s new friends! But I especially hate those three!” Brad snarled. “He hurt me Bergy beyond repair and I’m gonna hurt him!! I’m gonna hurt him so badly that he’ll be sorry, but I’ll never forgive him! NEVER!!”

Brad kicked Patrice in the shin and darted past him. “Fuck the Bruins, Bergy. Tell coach revenge comes first!” He vanished out of the locker room.

Reilly threw his arms around Patrice in comfort. The older man was doubled over in pain and gritting his teeth. “Are you okay?”

“We have to get to him. He’ll hurt himself or worse. We have to stop him! Reilly, come on.”

Reilly nodded. Patrice gathered himself together and then put an arm around the younger Bruin and they launched out of the room, after Brad. They launched down the tunnel, following the fading, echoing sound of wicked evil laughter from the small man.

****

Back at the hospital,

Jamie Benn finally awoke from the sedation. He still had pain, but he was alive and doing okay. He’d be fine within the next couple of days and back to himself. And Tyler was okay too. I was so happy that my strong parents were going to be okay.

The doctors wanted Tyler and Jamie to stay a little longer at the hospital and then we all could go back home. Marshall and Cash were probably worried sick. Jordie had been sent back to check on them and also take care of them. Normally it was Tyler’s sister or friends doing it, but they weren’t available to. Jordie was more than willing to help out. He’d gotten used to Jamie’s “new” feelings toward Tyler and their deep romance for one another.

“Daddy Jamie and Daddy Tyler!” I cried, as they were finally released from their room. We all walked out and shared a hug. Jordie was back to help out and he was the driver. I happily sat in the middle between my two parents, beaming largely.

“Val, you adorable little Russian boy!” Jamie remarked, cracking a smile and threw his hands around me. Tyler joined in, wrapping his arms around me. “How about I make us all something when we get back?”

“And Marshall and Cash?” Tyler asked, leaning against me, attempting to get to Jamie, but squishing me in the process.

“Tyler!! Seggy!! Ge-off!” I complained like a little kid.

Jamie shook his head. “Tyler, you’re squishing him. Get off him man.”

Tyler backed off, but turned and planted a kiss on my cheek. “Sorry, Valeri, I didn’t hurt you did I sweetie?” He sounded super concerned and rather motherly. Sometimes, Tyler could be really feminine, but I didn’t care or mind, he was nice. But I wasn’t a fan of the kissing, like any little boy or girl would be too.

“No, Tyler stop.”

“I love you so much though, like Benny!” Tyler cried, tapping me on the nose. I trusted him that Brad was just a wicked jealous bastard. The Tyler I knew was a sweetheart and not at all evil or mean...overcaring at times yes, but never hurtful. He might have made a mistake in the past and it might have been accidental, but he wasn’t a meanie or a bad guy.

“I love you Seggy!” Jamie stated.

They chuckled like kids, before leaning over and meeting in front of me. They pressed their lips together and kissed passionately. I was fine with it. I knew they loved each other very much. Jordie, however, didn’t like them kissing in front of him. He slammed on the brake and they jerked apart.

“Benny and Segs, that’s enough. Gosh, Jamie, I know I’m more used to your homosexuality, but please, man, don’t make out in my car.”

“Sorry Jordie, but Segs is just so irresistible!” Jamie remarked, wagging his eyebrows at his friend.

“And Benny’s just handsomely adorable!” Tyler chuckled.

They both grabbed each other’s hands and held them up, chuckling and blushing. Then they grabbed one of my arms and added it. We remained holding hands like we were one and I couldn’t help but smile.

Jordie sighed heavily. “I’m still getting used to it all, just try to keep it in private for now.”

“Alright, alright.”

They both sat back and I smiled, attempting to re-energize them both and make them feel better. I received hugs and more “awes” from them. I was truly like their little adopted Russian kid. But, it was nice to feel loved for once. It was nice to have a family.

We bid Jordie farewell and walked up the long driveway, chuckling and having a good time with each other. Before we entered the house, Jamie grabbed Tyler’s wrist and halted him.

“My brother’s not here, might as well. No one’s looking and I’ve never felt more eager to taste your lips on mine.”

Tyler gave him a warm, buttery, “awe shucks” look. Jamie let go of his wrist and wrapped his arms around his friend and pressed his lips to his. I stood watching them, enjoying their undying love for one another and smiling innocently. Jamie cradled Tyler’s head with his hands, tenderly, while Tyler’s hands rested on either side of the older man’s waist. They swayed back and forth, sucking at one another’s mouths, deeply in love.

Tyler Seguin loved Jamie Benn and I loved both of them.

Notes

DADDY JAMIE!!!! DADDY TYLER!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 :P
What's wrong with Bradley Marchand???? You're about to find out!!
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