Hollanov daughter who slips on a frozen lake when she's six years old. She manages to knock one of her baby teeth out ("Yeah that was already loose, she probably would have lost it in a couple of days anways", the doctor at the hospital reassures them). Apart from that she's completely fine. Her lip is split and still a bit swollen, but at the end of the day it's nothing some ice and cuddles from her Dad and Papa won't fix.
Only Shane and Ilya both feel so incredibly guilty. They're professional hockey players and they've had their fair share of injuries on ice (even as kids), but that's different. That's their baby who got hurt.
Both Yuna and David as well as Jackie speak to them. And it helps, yes, but the guilt lingers. Especially with Ilya since he was the one standing closer to her on the ice the day she fell.
In the end it's Hayden who grabs Ilya by the shoulders and drags him into the kitchen during a dinner at the Hollander-Rozanov House.
"Is where you confess your love to me Pike? Is understandable but you see, I have very sexy husband already", Ilya says with a teasing grin.
Hayden just gives him an unimpressed glare. "Fuck off, Rozanov"
"Ah, see is Hollander-Rozanov now-"
"Fuck off Hollander-Rozanov"
But then Hayden looks at Ilya all serious. "Look, man, I've already told Shane this. And I mean it so maybe don't be a dick for five minutes for once."
Ilya opens his mouth but Hayden continues before he can get a word in. "Kids get hurt. Accidents happen no matter how closely you watch them. It sucks but that shit happens. "I know Yuna, David and Jackie already told you the same thing. Shane too, I assume. They're right. Both of you are good parents."
Hayden straightens up, nodding to himself. He puts his beer on the counter and looks directly into Ilya's eyes. "Okay, I'm only going to say this once", he continues, putting a hand on Ilya's shoulder. "You're a good dad, Ilya."
Ilya's jaw closes with an audible click.
"She's lucky to have you. One accident doesn't change that."
Ilya swallows and turns his head to the side, blinking hard. He gives a sharp nod. Hayden squeezes his shoulder before letting his hand fall back to his side.
Ilya takes a couple of deep breaths before he turns back to look at Hayden. Neither of them mention his slightly glassy eyes. "Thank you, Hayden", is all he says.
Hayden nodds, grabbing his beer. "Sure, man. Don't mention it". He frowns. "Seriously, don't mention it. If you tell anyone i just gave you a compliment I'm going to tell Shane you want kale smoothies for breakfast from now on."
