Chapter Eighty Three
I was angry and upset, the sound of Chicago fans were cheering, we had lost in Game six to the Blackhawks, they won the Stanley Cup. We skated to the center of the rink to do our final skate, good game came from most mouths, fuck you came from the others.

We quickly got off the ice and went back to the locker room, our heads were low from the loss, it was now the end of the season and we had all summer to improve our game for next season. While we were in the locker room, everything was quiet, I just wanted to hurry up and get out of there so that I could go to the hospital and see Alyssa.

After showering and changing into my suit, Coach wanted to let us know that we played well, we really didn’t, he was proud of us, he shouldn’t be, and he looked forward to next season, we were too. I got out of the locker room and headed towards the bus, everyone needed to hurry up so that we could get to the hotel, I could get the rental car and drive to the hospital. I saw her last night and she was still on the breathing tube, Rebecca texted me this morning saying that the doctor said that Alyssa was improving and they might be able to take it out, I wanted to see if they were right.

After a half hour of waiting, everyone was on the bus, we left for the hotel, I threw my gear into my room and then ran out heading towards the elevator.

“Looch!” I heard and turned to see some of my team coming towards me, “We’re coming too.”

I nodded my head and hit the button for the elevator, wondering how we’re all going to fit into the SUV.

We didn’t, we ended up have the bus driver take us, considering how almost the whole team
wanted to see her. We walked through the halls to get to her room, it was way after visiting hours, but I didn’t care and we promised to be quiet, I just really wanted to see her.

I walked through her door, my teammates behind me and I froze, “Where is she?”

“Milan!” I heard and turned to see Rebecca running down the hall.

“Where’s Red?”

“In surgery,” she said and my eyes widened.

“Why?” Nathan asked.

“They need to fix her rib, another one was fractured and a chip fell off into her healing lung, she started to seize,” Rebecca said and I leaned against the wall, “She was so close, they started to take the tub out and then she couldn’t breathe, they did an X-ray and saw what the problem was.”

“Man this girl cannot catch a break,” Tyler said and I felt hands on my shoulders and back.

“Ms. Brace,” I heard and turned to see a doctor walking towards us, “Uh, visiting hours are over-“

“We’re her team,” Chara said as he took a step forward and the look on the doctor’s face,
“We’re not going anywhere.”

“Uh, ok-ok,” he said and if I wasn’t almost passed out on the ground from hearing the news I just did, I would have smirked.

“What’s going on with Alyssa?” Rebecca asked.

“Uh well, I wanted to let you know that Alyssa is finished with surgery, it went really well,” he said and I started to feel better.

“But?” Rebecca asked.

“But she stressed her lung and needs to remain on the breathing tube for at least two more days,” he said and I sighed, Rebecca nodded her head, “We’re cleaning her up and we’ll bring her back into the room.”

“Thank you,” Rebecca said and the doctor nodded his head and started to walk away, “Come on, let’s get out of the hall.”

There was at least twenty of us in Alyssa’s private bedroom, I was happy that we went for her own room. Everyone waited for at least fifteen to twenty minutes before the nurses wheeled her bed in and hooked her back up to everything. I walked over towards her, ran my fingers through her hair and kissed her forehead.

-Rebecca-
It took three days, but Alyssa was finally starting to get better, she was off of her tube and breathing on her own, the doctors expected her to wake up any day now. A week has past, two weeks since this incident happened, Alyssa was moved to Boston and we were all happy that we could easily go and see her. Milan was there all the time, Dad came down to see her, her teammates came in and out, and Sidney, James and Kris came, Evgeni went back to Russia.

I was there when the three Penguins walked through the door and Milan was sitting there, I thought he was going to make a scene, but he didn’t. They said hi to him and he just nodded his head and watched as they went to see how Alyssa was doing, asking about her status and when she might be well again.

Right now I was sitting in the room with Alyssa, reading a magazine while Milan sat on the bed with Alyssa and held her hand. I heard a noise and smirked when I knew it to be Milan’s stomach, “Milan.”

“Shut up,” he said and I giggled.

“Go get something to eat silly, I’ll be here to watch her,” I said as I just looked at Milan staring at my sister with such love that I felt really jealous and wished I had that.

“I’m all right.”

“When was the last time you ate?” I asked and he sighed, “Exactly, go get food, and not this cafeteria food, actual food food,” I stated and Milan looked at me, “While you’re at it, go home, take a shower- Maybe a nap too.”

“Fine,” he muttered and then kissed Alyssa’s forehead, “I’ll be back in a few hours.”

“At the minimal five hours,” I said and Milan nodded his head, “I won’t leave her side.”

“Thanks Bec,” he said and I nodded my head.

After Milan was gone for at least an hour, I heard a knock on the door and looked up to almost fall out of my seat. My eyes were wide and my breath caught in my throat, “What the hell are you two doing here?!”

“Nice to see you too, Rebecca.”

“I’m serious! Milan will kill you if he sees you here!”

“I don’t see Lucic here,” he said as he walked into the room and over towards Alyssa, “How is she?”

“Mike, you really shouldn’t be here!”

“Rebecca, we were friends at one point,” he said and I sighed, “I know shits happened, but that doesn’t mean that I haven’t stopped caring about her.”

“We were her original team,” the Russian captain said and I sighed.

“A team that treated her like shit towards the end,” I snapped and Ovechkin sighed and nodded his head. Mike Green and Alex Ovechkin stood in front of me and I honestly didn’t know how I felt about this, ‘…If Milan- If any of them were here- Oh boy…’

“When do you think she’ll wake up?” Mike asked and I sighed.

“Doctors say any day now,” I said and Mike looked at me, “She’s been through two surgeries, both related to her lung, they just took the breathing tube out a few days ago.”

“Kane did this?” Ovechkin asked and I nodded my head.

“Nothing happened to him too, the league did absolutely nothing,” I muttered and they sighed.

“It’s a complicated situation-“

“No! It’s not, it’s actually very simple!” I barked towards Mike and managed to shut him up,
“Kane hit her so hard that she’s here, she’s like this!”

“A woman’s body is different than a man’s,” Ovechkin stated, “If he hit us, we would have been fine.”

“Alex, you and I both know that Alyssa isn’t like other women, if that was a regular hit, she would have been able to take it,” I said and Mike sighed.

“I don’t know, it’s over, all we need to do is wait for her to wake up,” Mike said and I looked towards the ground.

There was a few minutes of silence, but I just needed to open my mouth and ask one thing,
“What took you guys so long to visit her? Even some of the Penguins came to visit her the day after her hit. You waited two weeks.”

“We’re here, aren’t we,” Ovechkin said and I glared.

“We didn’t know if we should,” Mike blurted out and I sighed.

“Can’t say that you would have been given a warm welcome if anyone else was here,” I said and Ovechkin snorted.

“You didn’t give us a warm welcome.”

“It would have been worse,” I barked and they rolled their eyes. I sighed and pulled out my phone, deciding that I was going to text Tyler and ask him what he thought about this before I texted Milan. Tyler texted me back about a minute later saying that he was actually at the hospital and he was walking towards the elevator, ‘…He must have been already on his way…’

Almost five minutes later, Tyler and Brad walked through the door and Brad stopped and glared at the two Capitals, “What are you doing here?”

“Told you, no warm welcome here,” I muttered and Mike looked at me as Tyler walked over.

“Looch called Brad saying that he was going to get a nap and asked for him to come over, I was already with Marshy so I came too,” Tyler said and I nodded my head.

“We’re not causing any trouble, just wanted to see if she was all right,” Mike said and Brad scoffed.

“You’ve been trouble from the start, you’re fuckin’ lucky that Looch isn’t here,” Brad said and I sighed.

“Marshy, let them go, they just wanted to see how she was,” I said and Brad looked at me, “Come on, Marsh.”

“Fine,” he muttered and walked into the room and over towards the windowsill.

“Don’t text Milan either,” I said as I saw Brad getting his phone out.

“Where is Mr. Boyfriend anyways?” Mike asked and I looked back at him and glared.

“Milan’s been here three days straight, I thought he would want to actually eat some decent food and get some actual sleep in his own bed!” I snapped and shut Mike right up, “Any other comments?”