A silence falls over the Bell Centre as Brendan is staying on the ice and holding his hand. I sit there stunned at what just happened. Sara keeps nudging my arm and it is not even fazing me at the moment. I look up to the jumbotron as they are showing him blocking a shot.

“He definitely broke some fingers.” Sara says from beside me. Brendan is now just heading down the runway to the locker room.

“Do you know where he is going?” I ask Sara still staring off in the distance.

“I have an idea, why?”

“Take me there.” I state getting my purse and starting to get up from out seats.

“You’re in shock.” Sara tells me but I don’t listen to her as I head up the stairs.

“Lydia, wait! How are you going to get past the guards?”

“Are you not a WAG? The security knows who you are.”

“I haven’t been back there since last season.”

“Let’s be real you were there last week.”

“Yeah but Dustin is gone.”

“Are you gonna help me or not?” I screech upset about this whole situation.

“Oui Lydia, c’mon.” Sara leads me to this elevator and we get into it and start going down. We open the door and there is a security guard right there when we open the door.

“Sara, I didn’t think I would see you here.” a booming voice from the security guard tells us.

“Hi Dave, this is Brendan’s new girlfriend and she would like to see him.” Dave nods and smiles.

“Welcome to the team.” He reaches his hand out and shakes mine. “I’m Dave.”

“Lydia.” I fake a smile back. I want to tell him I’m not actually Brendan’s girlfriend but I keep that to myself all I want is to SEE BRENDAN NOW. I think to myself.

Dave walks us to a room where I can hear groaning. I know it’s Brendan and I jog in there, which I find out is the medical room. I run to Brendan and I can hear shouting of who are you from someone I don’t really care about right now.

“Lydia?” Brendan questions.

“Are you okay?” I lift his hand that has been wrapped up as he winces. “I’m sorry.” I bend my hand down and kiss it.

“They think I broke two fingers, I think I will need surgery.” Brendan croaks out.

“I was so worried. You weren’t getting up and I was just seating there stunned. I had no idea what happened or if you were okay.” I shake my head. “I was so-” I was cut off by a pair of lips attaching themselves to me. I kiss Brendan back and smile, and I can feel him smile too.

“Finally.” I hear Sara breathe and I pull back to see Sara smiling at us with her phone up taking a picture.

I blush and hide my face in Brendan’s shoulder. “Are you aloud to go home?” I ask Brendan.

“I have to get x rays.” Brendan breathes out.

“It’s probably too swollen to get x rays on tonight.” Sara says and the trainer scoffs.

“How would you know?” The trainer states with some attitude.

“I’m a nurse.” Sara states.

“I’m an athletic therapist so now that we have got that cleared up, you can leave because Brendan will be getting x rays tonight.”

“Excuse me?” I butt in. “Sara was just making an observation that is true. Have you looked at his hand lately? It has gotten significantly more swollen, she is a nurse who would probably be the one doing the x rays if she was at work tonight.” I call him out on his shit. Who knew he could be so rude.

“Nick, it is swollen.” Brendan says. I take the ice pack from the table beside Brendan and put it on his hands. He winces and I give him a small smile. “I am going to go home, Nick. I will get x rays tomorrow and Lydia and her room mate Sara will take me. Thanks for everything. I will text you tomorrow and have the hospital send the x ray to you guys.” Brendan gets up and he leads us out of the med room and into the locker room.

“Tell me what to get Brendan.” I say and head to his stall.

“I can Lydia.” He tries to grab his coat. I put my hand on his back as a way of telling him that it’s okay for me to get it. Brendan huffs. “Can you pack my bag and hand me my coat.” I nod and start to put all his equipment into his bag.

“How did you get your equipment off?” I ask him just making conversation as we finish packing his bags.

“Nick helped.” Brendan says. “The guys should be coming in soon.” He states.

“Should we hurry it up?” I ask looking up at him and he shakes his head. “Do you want me to take you home? Sara and I rode together and I can take your car.”

“I want to go with you.” Brendan kisses my head slowly and his lips lingers there. I smile and nod at him. I hand my car keys to Sara and tell her that I will take Brendan home. She nods and starts to walk out. “Thanks Sara. I’m sorry about Nick. Say hi to Dustin for me.”

“Take care Brendan. Keep an eye on Lydia will you?” She smiles at him as Brendan nods.

I walk over to get Brendan’s coat from his stall. “Here Bren” I whisper and help him put his right arm in, which isn’t the injured one. And now very slowly Brendan lifts his arm up and into the sleeve of his coat he grimaced and groaned. He must’ve hit his hand on something. “You okay?” I ask and he nods but has a cringe on his face.

I hear loud talking and I know its the team coming in for the intermission. I hear a bunch of hey gally how are you. Once everybody is seated, Brendan speaks up. “uhh well guys they think I broke two fingers and most likely need surgery. I’m going to get x rays tomorrow to confirm and we will see what happens from then.” I hear a bunch of groans and gasps after Brendan finishes.

Michel Therrien walks into the room and I freeze. I move a little closer to Brendan as I see Michel walking towards us.

“Hey coach.” Brendan says.

“What’s the scoop Gally?” He asks in his deep french voice.

“They guess its two broken fingers, I have to get x rays tomorrow. But it looks like surgery.”

You can tell Michel looks incredibly frustrated and upset about what happened, which is surprising because he isn’t the easiest coach to show emotion unless its a bad call. “That isn’t good. We all support you though.”

“Thanks coach.”

“I will talk to the trainers and figure out a statement for after the game for the reporters. Nothing you need to worry about Gally. Just rest up.” He pats Brendan on the shoulder. “And who is this?” As Michel gestures to me.

“Oh. This is my friend Lydia Hillier, she lives with Dustin’s girlfriend Sara.” Brendan introduces us.

I smile at him and shake his hand. “Hello it’s nice to meet you.” I know right away that he can hear my accent.

“It’s good to meet you, Lydia. How come I have heard your last name before?” He asks me in french.

“My dad is Dr. Andre Hillier a longtime donor to the organization.” I explain to him, Brendan has no idea what we are saying. My dad did donate a lot of money every year to this team and my mom and my dad always got invited to theses really fancy dinners for the donors.

“Right! Tell him I said hi.” I tell him I will and he lets Brendan and I leave so we can get the patient home.

“Are you hungry?” I ask as we get into Brendan’s car and head out of the parking lot.

“A little.” He replies looking at his phone.

“What would you like?” I ask.

“A&W please.”

“Sure. uh do you know when you are allowed to take more pain meds?”

“I think before bed is what Nick said. But I can feel them starting to wear off.” It’s close to 9 and he probably took some pain meds at around 7:45 when he took the shot to his hand.

“Maybe food will help.” I tell him as I pull into the drive thru line at the A&W. “What do you want?”

“Two Uncle Burgers and onion rings.” He smiles that crazy smile.

“Do not let the trainers know about this.” I groan at him. I pull up to the window where we order. “Hi can I have two uncle burgers, one chubby chicken burger and two orders of onion rings?” The worker tells me the amount and says to pull up to the next window.

“Let me pay.” Brendan says. “My order will cost a lot.”

I hand a twenty dollar bill to the cashier. “Consider us even.” The cashier gives us our food in a bag and I take off to our apartment. “I don’t want you to eat until we get home so I can help you. You can have onion rings though, just use your good hand.”

“Are we gonna talk about it?” Brendan asks me. What is he talking about.

“Talk about what?” I ask confused.

“Our kiss.” he states. Oh, that.

“What about it?” I ask again.

“I don’t want to walk around on egg shells with you. Lydia I like you a lot and I want to see what we can be. I’m sorry if I was to forward with our kiss but I knew you were worried and I wasn’t thinking straight and I just wanted to kiss you really bad. Like I want to kiss you every time I see you.” Brendan is so cute. We stop at a red light and I lean across the console of his car and grab his face and put it to mine. I quickly kiss him and lean back into my seat and finish our drive home.

“Did you text Alex asking if he can bring your equipment home with him? We should have just taken it.”

“You are literally smaller than my hockey bag.” Brendan chuckles. “It would hurt you.”

“I played hockey when I was younger.” I tell him.

“Were you good?” He asks.

“I played double a (AA) until grade 11. I was centre.”

“Why am I just hearing this now?” He questions as we are in the elevator.

“Your house or mine?” I ask him.

“Mine please.” he replies. I nod pressing the button for his floor.

“I have never really thought about it, I wasn’t that good just did it for the exercise.” I tell Brendan as we head to his apartment. There is only two apartments on this floor and both belong to some players of the Montreal Canadiens, Brendan and Alex in one and Nathan Beaulieu and it used to be Dustin but now its empty for when players get called up.

“Let’s eat and get some sleep. It’s been a long day.” I say to Brendan as we get into the door.

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“We have scheduled the surgery for tomorrow. We want to have it done as soon as possible. You will probably be in the hospital for about a week with doctors keeping an eye on you, then out for about 6 weeks depending on how you heal.” The doctor at the hospital tells Brendan, Sara, and I. That is a lot to take in and I’m not the one who has been injured.

“Do I stay over tonight?” Brendan asks the doctor. Who said his name was Dr. Reid and who did not know my dad, I don’t know why we didn’t go to him.

“Yes, to make sure you are ready to go early tomorrow morning and we are able to watch what you eat and such.” Dr. Reid tells us as Sara’s phone rings. She excuses herself and so does Dr. Reid saying he will go find out what room he is in.

“I don’t want to stay here.” Brendan groans while leaning on my shoulder.

“I don’t want you to stay here either but you have to get better so you can get back on the ice.” I say to him while playing with his hair.

“Yeah I guess. So I have to tell you that when we left my mom texted me telling me she’s coming down to help take care of me.” Brendan tells me.

“Okay it will be good to have her be able to help you since I have class a lot.”

“That’s what I thought too.”

Sara comes rushing back into the x ray room with a big smile on her face. “Guess what?”

“Dustin got called up.” Brendan states very flatly.

I chuckle. “What Sara?”

“Brendan is so mean. Yes he got called up.” Sara pouts and Brendan just smiles his million dollar smile at her.

“Dustin texted me about it and said to get well soon.” Brendan says. I’m so glad Brendan is in good spirits with his injury and him potentially being out for 6 weeks, its very helpful for me that he is taking his injury well and not getting dragged down by it. "The guys are gonna come by soon. Chucky said they are on their way."

"Okay, I am going to get some lunch from Tim Horton's from across the road. Want anything?" I ask Brendan.

"A kiss." Brendan uses his healthy hand to pull me by the waist to meet his lips. He gently presses his lips to mine for a quick moment. Brendan smiles at me as I grab my coat to go get some lunch.

"I will see you in a little bit." I call to Sara and Brendan. I think Sara is staying here to wait for Dustin as I believe he will be with the guys coming to the hospital. I take the elevator down to the first floor and head across the road for a Canadian delicacy and one of my many loves, Tim's Hortons. I'm a french Canadian, what can I say? I have Tim's Hortons in my blood stream.

Notes

SOOOO?! Clarification of their relationship will be made in the next chapter! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Comment, vote subscribe xx.
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