Chapter Seventy Five
-Alyssa-
‘…Milan!...’ I mentally screened as I spun around on the ice and looked to see that Milan was hurt on the ice. I skated over towards him, I had the puck and was heading towards the goalie when I heard the whistle and stopped.

We were in Game 2 in the playoffs against the Toronto Maple Leafs, my favorite team. We won the first game on Wednesday, it was now Saturday and we were down by one. Chara placed his hand on my shoulder and Krejci was on the other side of me. Milan was on the ice holding his shoulder and he looked to be in pain.

“What happened?” I asked as I snapped my head towards Chara and he looked towards the jumbotron. Micheal Komisarek had shoved Milan into the boards and he landed awkwardly and looked to hurt his shoulder pretty badly. I looked towards Milan to see that the guys were helping him up and off the ice. I snapped my head towards Komisarek and glared towards him, ‘…He better run…’

“Don’t worry, Red,” Nathan said as he patted my shoulder, “Looch will be all right.”

I nodded my head and glared towards Komisarek, he saw me and it made me even angrier when he smirked, ‘…I’ll kill ‘em…’

The whistle was blown and the game was about to start again, I growled and skated towards the faceoff circle where I was going to faceoff against Nazem Kadri. He won the puck, but I was instantly on him. I focused on getting the puck back.

It didn’t last long, I felt a tug on my skate and fell to the ice. I growled and looked up to see Veronika Menshikov standing there smirking, “Miss me.”

‘…God, I can’t stand her…’ I thought as I quickly got up and glared at her, “Definitely, I missed kicking your ass.”

“Princess you couldn’t kick my ass even if you tired,” she said and we were face to face.

“One, I’m not a Princess, I’m the fuckin’ Queen, bitch!” I snapped and gave Menshikov a hard shove and watched her fall to the ice, “And two, I can and I did kick your ass, ‘Princess’!”

A hand was on my shoulder and I was pulled back a little, I turned around and saw that it was a Toronto player. I saw red and snapped around and punched them in the jaw, too bad I still had my glove on or I would have done more damage. I knocked the player on his ass and heard the roar of the fans cheering.

More Toronto players came over towards me and I was shoved into the boards, my teammates came over to save me, but I was throwing punches in all directions, I didn’t know who I was hitting.

“Red, Red, Red, it’s me!” I heard and saw Ference and stopped throwing punches, “You did good kid.”

“Thanks,” I said and tasted blood in my mouth and saw that I was bleeding.

“Go get that cleaned up, Your Highness,” he teased and I smirked and shook my head.

Penalties where handed out in all directions, I was in the box for roughness, Krejci was in the box for slashing, Menshikov was in the box for tripping and Kadri was in the box for boarding.

While in the box, the horn blew signaling that the second period was over, the score being three to two. Krejci and I skated out of the box and over towards the bench, off the ice and towards the locker room. I was anxious to see if Milan was all right, I knew he looked like he was in serious pain.

I hurried out of my gear and practically ran into Doc’s office, “How is he?”

“He’ll be all right, just bruised the muscle, should be well to play in a game or two, needs to heal,” Doc said and I walked over towards Milan, cupped his face and then ran my fingers through his hair.

“I’m all right,” he said and I kissed his head and then moved my hands down his chest, “What happened?” Milan asked as he cupped my chin and looked at my busted lip.

“Nothing,” I said and Milan sighed, “I’m all right, Milan.”

“But what happened?”

“She kicked ass, that’s what happened!” I heard and turned to see Nathan walking into the room, “You all right, man?”

“I’m good, I’ll be back soon,” Milan said and I leaned against his good side and kissed his forehead, “What happened with trouble here?” he chuckled and Nathan smirked.

“Come ‘ere,” he said and we walked back into the locker room to see Brad, Tyler, Tuukka and Ference reenacting my fighting with like half the Toronto team.

“What happened?” Milan asked and I giggled.

“I’m the Queen, bitch!” Tyler yelled, trying to be me, he pushed Brad, Tuukka catching Brad. Ference came up behind Tyler and reenacted everything after that.

“I apparently missed a lot,” Milan chuckled.

“I totally do not sound like that, Segs!” I yelled and the guys laughed.

“All right!” Coach yelled as he walked into the locker room, “We’re still down by one and there’s only a period left, plenty of time to catch up and pass Toronto- Brace!” Coach yelled and I looked at him, “Try not to fight the whole damn team, we know you’re the Biggest Baddest Queen Bitch!”

“Damn right I am!” I yelled and the guys laughed.

“I definitely missed something,” Milan said and I giggled, kissed his forehead and then walked back over towards my locker to start putting my gear back on.

-Milan-
“Good game, Good game, Good game, Good game, Fuck you, Good game, Good game,” that’s how the line went as we shook hands with all of the Toronto players. It was Game seven and the Bruins had won against the Toronto Maple Leafs.

Alyssa was in front of me shaking Menshikov’s hand, they stood there, Menshikov said something and Alyssa smirked and I said something back. I watched and waited to see if something would happen, ready to jump in and stop it, luckily nothing did happen and Alyssa continued down the line.

At the end, we all crowded around each other, and held our sticks up towards the fans. We all smiled and were happy that we were a step closer to the Stanley Cup Finals. We had just won in overtime against the Leafs and all I wanted to do was grab Alyssa and bring her to bed and have my way with her.

We headed back towards the locker room, changed out of our gear, headed towards the showers and did what we needed to do.

After the shower we all got dressed into our suits and once we were all decent, I went into the back and grabbed Alyssa, she was already dressed in her tight fitted dress that made me feel like I wanted to rip it off.

“Ready?” she asked and I nodded my head and watched as she grabbed her bag and walked out towards the locker. Alyssa was the first one here, so the guys weren’t able to see her dress, so when she walked through the doors, she got a lot of whistles.

“Damn Red, you look good for being a second wife,” Nathan said and I laughed and playfully shoved him.

I watched as Alyssa did her hair and makeup and then pulled her heels out of the locker and put them on and watched as she instantly grew a few inches.

“Hot damn, Red! Are we going clubbing?” Tyler asked and Alyssa laughed and shrugged her shoulders.

“Have we found out who we’re goin’ up against next?” Alyssa asked and I shook my head. Coach walked in and she asked him.

“Washington,” he said and I looked towards Alyssa to see that she was looking towards the ground, “They beat the Rangers.”

“It’ll be all right, AJ,” Brad said and Alyssa nodded her head, “Hey, her Royal Highness,” he said and Alyssa smirked towards him, “We’re going all the way.”

Alyssa nodded her head and I placed my hand on her back and rubbed it a little, ‘…She’s nervous about going up against her old team…’

“Let’s go out and celebrate for winning!” Tyler yelled and I looked towards Alyssa to see that she was nodding her head towards Tyler.

‘…Guess we’re goin’ clubbing…’ I thought as everyone finished up in the locker room and we were about to leave when we heard someone’s phone going off and it was like a Salsa dancing ringtone. It was Chris Kelly’s and some of the guys started to bust him for it.

“Hey, hey, hey, what’s wrong with Salsa dancing?” Alyssa asked and I looked at her.

“No one knows how to do it,” Tyler said and Alyssa smirked and walked over towards Brad.

“Marshy and I know how to,” she said and my eyes widened, surprised at what I had heard.

“I thought we were never going to tell people that,” Brad said to Alyssa and she laughed and shrugged her shoulders.

“Marshy knows how to salsa?” Tyler asked and Alyssa nodded her head, “Ok, this I have to see.”

“No, no, no-“

“Yes, yes, yes,” the guys yelled, cutting Brad off.

“She already exposed you, so you’re doing it,” Chara said and I laughed and looked towards Alyssa to see that she was laughing, “Go find music.”

“Wait, we’re actually doing this?!” Alyssa asked and the guys nodded their heads, “No, never mind, I’m just kidding, we-“

“Too late, you’re doing it!” McQuaid said and Alyssa groaned against Brad’s shoulder.

“This is your fault.”

“I know, I know,” Alyssa said and I smirked and leaned against the wall, waiting for when I get to see Brad and Alyssa dance.

“What are you guys still doing here?” we heard and turned to see Coach standing in the locker room doorway, “Get going.”

“Saved by Coach,” Alyssa said, “Come on guys-“

“No, no, no, we want to see this!”

“Son of a bitch,” Alyssa groaned.

“Should have kept your mouth shut!”

“Shut up! I know!”