His Teammate's Sister

Aly and Jacob decided to attend siblings therapy in hopes of repairing their broken relationship, along with having help from their parents and significant others. Aly still had some feelings that her brother didn't like the fact she was dating one of his teammates, and while Chris made her really happy, Jacob was on edge and a bit worrisome that Francesca was going to find some way to steal Chris back.

Kristy and John had three days left in Manhattan with their children before heading home, returning to New York on Christmas Eve. They were extremely grateful for Kelly holding down the fort since they were a seven hour plane ride away and she was a big help in mending the bridge between brother and sister.

Kelly was in her and Jacob's apartment, making lunch when he came home, "Hi baby. How was therapy with your sister?"

"It went alright. She cried a lot and it kinda made me feel guilty and stuff," Jacob shrugged.

"What? Why did she cry?" Kelly worried.

Jacob sighed, "Because she brought up her past and why she stopped dating, and it made her upset that I started to really butt in once she began to see Kreids. I just hate that she did this behind my back, and my new teammate of all people. This city is fucking huge."

Kelly rubbed her fiancé's shoulder, "Honey, calm down. Look, Aly's going to my sister soon and I want to protect her too, but I also want her happy. Chris really adores her. You can protect her without being overprotective. She is an adult now and I know her past was flat out terrifying, but you need to loosen that grip if you want her to be happy."

"I guess," Jacob huffed. "Where are my parents?"

"They went to go see the matinee showing of Dear Evan Hansen and have a day to themselves since they've been with us and your sister from their arrival," Kelly answered.

Jacob looked at his fiancee, admiring her beauty and just wanting every ounce of her, "Let's sneak inside for some quiet time."

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Aly returned to Chris' apartment following therapy and heard fighting from inside. Using her spare key, Aly opened the door and saw Chris there...with his ex-girlfriend, "What is going on?"

"What the hell are YOU doing here!? I told you to stay away from my man," Francesca snarled.

Aly scoffed, "YOUR man? I'm sorry, but Chris left your sorry ass. I think Boston is the other way. You need to go."

"He doesn't want you, don't you get it!? He wants me. He wants to marry ME!" Francesca shouted.

Aly turned to Chris, "Marriage?!?"

"She's fucking lying! I don't want her. She is crazy!" Chris defended.

Francesca laughed, "I'm crazy!? You didn't think that for the first fucking four years of our relationship!"

"Yeah, until you started acting rude to every female Rangers fan known to man just because they are a fan of mine. That is not how hockey wives and girlfriends act. Take a page out of Kelly or Therese's books- they're kind, charitable, and don't mind if their men have female fans. You need a damn reality check," Chris snapped.

Aly's jaw was on the floor. She had never seen her boyfriend get so defensive like this, "Woah."

Francesca walked over and slapped Aly before going to the door, "You'll see how fast a bitch can change." She slammed the door shut.

Chris grabbed an ice pack from the freezer and placed it on Aly's cheek, "Are you okay!?"

"Damn, she can hit. It's stinging, but I'll be okay. You got really mad," Aly said, slowly removing the ice.

"Well, she pissed me off. I hated how rude she was to fans and with my popularity here, I didn't need that. You're an angel and she could learn a thing or two from you," Chris added.

Aly smiled, wincing a little from the hit, "That anger kinda turned me on. It made me really want you."

"We do have the night off and since it is supposed to snow later, I supposed we can stay in," Chris smirked, trying not to ogle all over her.

Aly had to tease her boyfriend, but only in a way she knew would get him horny for her. She tied her t-shirt in a knot at the side of her stomach and pretended to stretch just so he could see her underboob, "You know, I'm a little restless. Can you help with that?"

"You damn well know I can," Chris grinned, kissing her hard with her up against the wall.

New York may be the city that never sleeps, but it's also the city with drama and chaos as well.

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