The Ice Queen

Chapter Five

"Can I help you, bro?" I heard Mike's voice from outside. I ran to the window and looked outside to see that Jordan was looking at Mike. Jordan might have been taller than Mike, but Mike could be very intimidating if he wanted to, "I suggest you get the fuck out of here, Staal."

'...Don't get yourself in trouble, Mikey, just chase him off...' I thought as I heard Jordan say something and then Mike looked like he was going to jump at him. The rest of it was muffled, they stood there talking for about ten more minutes, and then I saw Jordan walking away, back to the SUV that was parked on the road. I breathed a sigh of relief when Jordan drove off.

I ran out of my room, down the hallway and into the living room. There was a knock at the door and I unlocked the door and opened it to see Mike leaning against the doorframe, "Miss me?"

"Definitely," I smirked and Mike chuckled and walked into the house.

"So what was he doing here?"

"Not sure, just showed up," I said as I closed the door and came face to face with Mike.

"Well, while I'm here," he smirked and then backed me up into the wall.

I smirked and then shook my head, "You and your dominance crap," I snorted as my hands were on his shoulders, "Goodnight, Mikey."

"Oh, I thought it was fun time," Mike pouted and I giggled and pushed him back a little to slip from his arms.

"Goodnight, Mikey," I said as I opened the door.

"Aw, you're no fun," he smirked and the leaned against the doorframe arms crossed over his chest.

I smirked and then took a step forward and pressed my body against his, hand on his arm, I leaned up and brought my lips to his ear, "Thanks, Mikey," I breathed and then kissed his cheek before pulling away and closing the door.

I watched as Mike left and then I smirked and locked the door and then decided to go to bed. I cuddled up onto the bed with Duke and then soon fell asleep after, thinking about the game that went wrong today and hoping that the next one will be better.

-Sidney-

"So who'd it go?" I chuckled as the guys and I saw Jordan walking out of the elevator.

"She sent Green after me," he sighed.

"Please, you could have kicked his ass!" Cooke yelled and Jordan shrugged his shoulder.

"Probably, but we're not on the ice, I'm not that stupid," he said and I rolled my eyes, "Damn she's hot though! Crosby, she definitely likes to play hard to get!"

"I told you! You don't have a chance, Staalsy!" I laughed and Jordan waved me off.

"By the next game, I'll have her in bed with me!" he stated proudly and I snorted.

"Yeah, ok," I laughed and then shook my head, "We'll see them in a month, can you control yourself?"

"That's debatable, man," Jordan said and the guys laughed and I rolled my eyes.

-Alyssa-

The team was growing frustrated, we weren't doing as well as we would like, after losing the Penguins game, we managed to win against the Senators both times, but lost against the Panthers, we won against the Maple Leafs, but lost against the Flyers, that was an upset lost, the final score being five to one. I wasn't on the ice a lot, even scratched from the game against the Panthers, apparently my Captain was still mad at me and thought that I purposely let the Penguins win that game.

Thursday, December 15th, we were in Winnipeg playing against the Jets. Coach said that he was going to put me in and Alex wanted me in his shifts. Warm ups were over and we were heading back onto the ice for the game to begin. The National Anthems for both America and Canada were sung and the first liners headed towards the center circle for the first face off.

Nick Backstrom faced off against Patrice Cormier, the puck was dropped and Nick won it. I watched as the puck slid into Alex's stick and I skated back a little, in hope that he would pass it to me because I was open. Alex passed it to Karl Alzner, who looked around and spotted me, I skated towards him a little bit, and Karl passed the puck. Just as Tanner Glass was about to snatch the puck, I reached out and quickly took it, snapping my body around and headed down the ice towards Winnipeg goaltender, Chris Manson.

In forty six seconds, I had done three things; 1.) showed my Captain that I was able to be trusted, 2.) skated faster than I even had, or at least, had in a long time, and 3.) scored the first goal in the game and was then tackled by my teammates. I skated back over towards the bench and pounded fists with all the guys before heading back towards the faceoff circle for another shift.

-Mike-

"Wait ta go, Red! Scoring the only goal in the game!" I laughed as I hugged her side and ruffled her hair.

"Thanks," she laughed and then smiled brightly towards everyone.

Just as everyone was about to hit the shower, Coach came in and told Alyssa that she need to head out towards the ice to do an interview. I smirked when she groaned but nodded her head and threw a Capitals shirt on before walking out of the locker room.

"I gotta see this," Nick laughed as he jogged towards the door and I nodded my head and wanted to see it too.

The two of us silently followed Alyssa towards the ice, where she went towards the visitors bench and a man handed her a head set and told her where to look.

"We gotta mess with her," Nick laughed and I smirked and nodded my head.

Alyssa started to talk into the headset about the events in the game and they were talking about her goal. Nick started to walk towards her and then just walked behind her and looked around, looking like he was lost. I chuckled and then shook my head, watched as he ducked down and then appeared behind her and then ducked down and appeared on the other side. I laughed a little when I saw how she was trying to ignore him. I decided to join in on the fun and both Nick and I were banging into each other and then looking around like we were lost.

"Go away!" Alyssa finally laughed out and pushed us away.

Nick and I laughed as we walked away and headed back to the locker room. About five minutes later Alyssa showed up and glared at us, well tried to, she still had a smirk on her face, "You guys are assholes!"

"Funny assholes!" Nick corrected and Alyssa rolled her eyes and playfully shoved my shoulder.

-Alyssa-

"So you're going to leave after the game on the 23rd?" Brad asked and I nodded my head, smiling into the camera, "I can't wait to see you!"

"I know same!" I laughed.

"How's Colorado?" he laughed and I rolled my eyes.

"Cold!" I stated and he shook his head, "How's Philly?"

"Trashy!" he said and I snorted.

We had arrived in Colorado this afternoon for our game against the Avalanches tomorrow night. I was still excited about the goal that I made the night before against the Jets. It was about six and most of the guys were out on the town freezing their butts off, but I wanted to stay in and Skype with Brad.

"What time is it there?" I asked and then saw him look at his phone.

"Eight," he said and I nodded my head, "We're two hours ahead of you."

"I'm not use to this time difference crap," I laughed and he smirked, "Where is everyone?"

"Probably trying not to get in trouble in town," Brad laughed and I smirked and then pulled my phone out and found Milan's name and texted him asking where he was, "Nice goal by the way."

"Thanks," I laughed and then heard my phone going off and saw that it was Milan, [In Philly] I snorted.

"What?"

"My hubby," I smirked and Brad rolled his eyes.

"I think he's in his room," Brad said and I smirked and looked back down at my phone, [Skypin' with Marshy, need to see my hubby =)]

"I'm pretty sure he'll be over soon," I laughed and then Brad smirked, "So who are you roomin' with?"

"Segs," Brad said and I nodded my head, "I think he's with Looch actually," I laughed when there was a knock at the door and Brad rolled his eyes, "Took 'em long enough."

"I know, right!" I laughed and then watched as Brad got up to go to the door.

A few seconds later, Milan's face appeared on the screen and I smiled brightly, "Wifey!"

"Hubby!" I laughed and waved towards him, "What's shakin' bacon?!"

"Nothing much, bored out of our minds in Philly," Milan said as he stole Brad's seat and propped himself up against the desk, "Where are you?"

"Denver," I said and he snorted.

"Fun," he said and I rolled my eyes.

"Cold," I corrected and he laughed.