Long Way Home

Sara POV

“Maybe we shouldn’t go tonight” I looked at Mark as he drove towards the Bell Center.
“Please don’t do this,” He said, shaking his head.
“Do what?”
“That thing you do when a good thing is coming to you. This guys clearly likes your, I’ve read the texts he’s all flirty with you and wants you at the game so were going” Mark said as he turned into the parking lot.
“Holly said she managed to get a seat close to us” I said as we got out of the car and started to walk towards the entrance.
“That’s great, I didn’t know she was back in town?”
“Yeah she came back with the team” I said, Holly called me to explain what happened and I was mad at her for leaving without saying anything but I understood why she had to.
We got to our seats and I had to laugh, we were directly behind the starts bench.
“mhhm” Mark said “this ones a keeper”
The boys jumped onto the ice a couple minutes later for warm ups and Tyler gave a wave as he prepped for the game. He smiled when he noticed I was wearing his jersey.
Holly took a seat behind us right as the first period was about to begin.
“Hey guys” she smiled, she looked good. She was wearing her Benn jersey but I could see the poke of red from her habs T-shirt underneath.
“Hey babe” Mark answered and I gave her a smile. We fell into a comfortable conversation until we heard a knock on the glass and Jamie and Tyler were standing there looking at us. Tyler threw a puck over the glass, which I caught easily.
“Thanks” I mouthed. He smiled and gave me a wink before getting off the ice.
“So how’s it been travelling with the team?” Mark asked Holly as we waited for the game to begin.
“Pretty fun actually, the guys are hilarious.” She smiled. Our attention turned back to the ice when the lights when down and the teams started skating onto the ice.

Holly POV

You’d think that watching a game where you’d be happy with whichever team won would be less stressful than other but that’s not the case. Anytime the puck was close to the net my heart would crawl into my throat.
“C’mon Jamie” I mumbled to myself. He was playing sloppy, the whole team was. The third period came around quickly and the stars were trialing by one, the need for the points was clear and the guys started to get a little rough. I knew Jamie and I knew he would blame himself for the loss. I also knew how he got when he thought the team needed an extra push; he was knocking into guys looking for a fight. The fight finally came to him in the last couple minutes when Prust threw down his gloves. Jamie was always a tough guy and I knew he could take care of himself but I couldn’t help but think of the guys who ended their careers because of a fight.
The crown was cheering and everyone was on their feet, some were cheering for Prust but I was cheering for Jamie. I was about to yell his name out when I heard a familiar voice call out.
“C’mon Jamie” the voice yelled. I turned my vision off the ice to look for the source of the voice and as soon as I laid my eyes on my sister the crowd gasped. I turned back so fast that I made myself sick. Jamie was lying on the ice, Jamie wasn’t moving. The world around me froze, the arena was quiet, and the only noise was the sounds of Tyler’s skates as he came across the ice. He was trying to tell me something but I couldn’t hear him, I didn’t understand him.
“Holly” Sara said as she shook me. I couldn’t pull my eyes away as the medical staff were surround my husbands unmoving body. “Holly Tyler is saying to head to the dressing room” she said grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the stairs. I followed her without looking where I was going. I was listening, waiting for the sounds of the crowd clapping, listening for any sign that Jamie had gotten up. Next thing I knew I was in the tunnel facing the ice. Tyler had come off the ice and was standing next to me, his large stature shadowing mine.
“He’s awake Hols, he’s talking. They just don’t want to move him just yet” Ty said and I thought I was going to fall to the ground. I probably would have if it weren’t for his arm wrapped around my waist. What had I done to deserve this from the universe? Were me and Jamie ever going to catch a break?

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