Tyler’s POV

I lay in my bed just staring up at the ceiling. It is so plain and high up. I finally push the covers off of me, sit up and wipe my eyes. I push myself up off of the bed, stretch, throwing my arms to the side. I turn back and smile. I can see that Jamie Benn is still snuggled up under the covers peacefully. He is smiling in his sleep.

“Sleep on, my wonderful Jamie,” I say, as I lean over the bed and plant a kiss on his cheek.

His smile grows, I can see it. But he remains still and fast asleep. I can never tell if he fakes it, but he loves me and I love him. I turn on my heels and walk into the bathroom. I close the door silently, facing it.

Suddenly, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I spin around, staring into the eyes of a fierce blue eyed girl with flaming red hair. It seriously looks like she has fire flowing from her skull. Her skin is a pasty white, but she isn’t a ghost. She reaches up and strokes a hand through my hair.

This is cheating on Jamie! A voice in my head warns. But I ignore it, as she makes out with me. She slams me against the mirror and then her hair becomes even more fiery. She suddenly jerks back, her eyes glowing a brilliant yellow color.

“Tyler Paul Seguin, you are a curse to the world and you must pay for it!”

She throws her hands out and a glowing red energy engulfs him. I scream out, but vanish into thin air. The woman drops her hands and scurries toward the open window. She quickly springs out and races away laughing.

“Tyler?! Tyler are you okay? TYLER!!”

“JAMIE!! JAMIE!!” I scream out, banging on the glass. I find out that I am trapped behind the mirror I had slammed into, in the bathroom. I know Jamie can’t hear me and I wonder if he is still asleep. Had he heard me?

I see the door fly open to the side and a shirtless Jamie dashes into the room. His hair is messy on top of his head, but he is alert and aware. All sleep is gone. He looks around the bathroom, looking for me.

“Jamie!” I yell out and bang on the mirror glass again. It sounds loud to me, but he doesn’t seem to hear.

He quickly walks over to the ajar window and peers out. “Tyler!?” he calls out.

I can see him pulling at his hair and looking stressed. He turns around, looking highly concerned and worried for my disappearance. It is rather adorable. I love him so much, because of his care he has for me. He’s such a great person. I see him turn around and head back to the door. He is mumbling to himself.

I can hear him loud and clear. It’s so strange. He is saying something like, “I have to call the police. Someone has kidnapped Tyler. Someone’s taken him from me!” He withdraws his phone from somewhere. He looks up and then looks at the mirror and freezes in place.

I can hear him super clearly now, “Tyler?” he questions. He darts up to the mirror, looking at it. “What are you doing in the mirror?”

I try to answer him with, “Some woman showed up and trapped me here, get me out!”

He shakes his head. I put a hand up to the mirror, looking at him with hope. If he can’t understand what I am saying, maybe I can communicate through gestures. He puts his hand up, matching it with mine. It is like we are Tarzan and Jane.

“I’ll find help and get you out of there, sweetie, I promise. Whoever trapped you there will pay!” Jamie says.

I nod, telling him that I can hear him and understand him. He drops his hand and turns to the door. I watch him, but he suddenly pauses, his hand on the doorknob. He turns back to face the mirror...and me.

“I love you Tyler,” he says.

I mouth “I love you” back to him. That he can read from my lips. I don’t want him to leave, but he has to. He has to get help and let me out. I put my hands on the mirror glass again and lean forward. I let my head fall, hanging low, pressed against it and I begin to cry. What had I done to the woman? She had enticed me. She had done this! I hadn’t done anything, I was innocent in all of this...but why had she done it?

I couldn’t move anywhere else, tightly compressed in the mirror and awaiting for my hero...my best friend Jamie to come back and save me.


I must have fallen asleep, but I awake to find Jamie has come back. He is leaning on the counter and gazing into the mirror. His deep chocolate brown eyes stare back into my own amber brown ones. He is sad. I cock my head in curiosity. He reaches out to the mirror and puts a hand on the glass again. He mocks stroking my hair, as though in comfort. That’s what he normally does and I know he loves to show he cares about me.

“How could this happen? Who did this to you?” he asks. His hands slides down the glass and I can see that his fingers must be tracing my lips. He really misses me. Or misses touching me.

I pout my lips at him and he drops his hand back to the sink. He hangs his head low and I can hear him sobbing.

“This has got to be my fault Tyler, I probably pissed someone off and they took it out on you. I’ll get you out of there, I swear. I called the police and I let them know. They are contacting a gypsy woman in town who might be able to help us.”

I force myself to crack a small, sweet smile at him. He looks up, blinking away more tears from his big beautiful brown eyes. He manages a small too.

“We’ll get through this together,” he says.

I nod at him. There is truly no one in the world quite like the Canadian Dallas Stars’ Captain, Jamie Benn.


Some more time passes, with Jamie staying with me in the bathroom. He doesn’t leave me. It makes me more desperate to get out and be with him again. I long to wrap my arms around him. And soon people start entering the bathroom.

First the policeman, followed by a detective and finally the gypsy. All fail to do anything. They leave me alone with Jamie. Both of us are tearing up again, because nothing is changing. I can’t tell him about the red haired woman either. It is frustrating. He closes the door and comes to the mirror. He presses against it.

I take it as a sign...he wants us to share one final kiss together. The tears stream from my eyes at the thought of that. But I press my face against the mirror. Our lips touch the glass, the only thing keeping us separate from one another.

Suddenly I feel myself falling forward and then the feeling of Jamie’s lips on mine. I put my hands on his chest, which is still bare from the morning. His hands take me around the waist. We stand there, kissing each other on the lips, enjoying the moment and then break apart.

“You’re--you’re okay!” Jamie gasps in relief and smiles.

“You saved me Jamie!” I exclaim, flashing him a classic grin of mine.

“So what happened? Why were you trapped in the mirror?” Jamie asks, stroking my brown locks.

“It doesn’t really matter. Some jealous redhead did it, but it’s no matter...I guess you really do care about me Jamie and I care about you.” I lean against him, resting my head on his shoulder.

He hugs me close and we walk back out of the bathroom. Jamie tells the gathered crowd that I am okay and that I am safe. They all leave us, chatting noisily. When silence finally comes, Jamie leads me to the bed. He sits down on the bed and grabs my hands in his own. He slowly leans back and pulls me down with him. I can’t help but chuckle a little bit.

As it turns out, I would learn that the redhead was a crazy mental patient who had escaped. She had actually been a “Seguinista” up in Boston. She’d gone bat crazy once I’d been traded and had sought me out to “punish me”, somehow she’d learned magic and had successfully banished me to the mirror, however...she hadn’t counted on one person…

Jamie Benn.

Notes

Awwww!!!!
This is dedicated to a good friend of mine on here, A Shruinger. Cause we both love our Kazer with a side of Bacon! Live On Bacon! ;)
Hope you like this...I can extend it more if you want, but I wanted to share this with you...aren't they just the sweetest? Kazer's cuter, of course, but Bacon's next!! XP