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You had finished your assignment for your Biology class a week early so you saw no point in going to your lectures. All your lectures are is a work block so you would much rather go to a café then sit in a stuffy classroom for a hour and a half.

You grabbed a book full of mythology to read. You needed a break form all the science mumbo-jumbo that was all you had been reading for the past couple of weeks. Settling into the back corner with your book and a cup of coffee you relaxed for the first time in weeks.

By the time you noticed another presence sitting across from you in the café you were halfway through your book. A guy you recognized from the very biology class you happened to be skipping sitting across from you with a giant binder full of what you recognized as plays for some type of sport.

“Hey,” he greeted, “aren’t you in the same Bio lecture as me?”

You nodded closing your book. “Shouldn’t you be in the lecture right now then?” he questioned.

“Shouldn’t you be the lecture right now too?” You sassed back.

He looked at you in shock, “fair point, I didn’t want to sit in that stuffy hall for an hour or so. Instead, I skipped, what’s your reasoning?”

“I finished the assignment early so there was no point in me attending the lecture.” You shrugged.

“Makes sense, why would you sit in the class if you already finished the assignment.” He said before offering his hand, “I’m Brock.”

“Nice to meet you Brock, I’m Natale aka the girl who sits at the back of every single lecture we have together.” You said quickly shaking his hand.

“Every lecture we have together?” he questioned dropping your hand.

“Yup, we had sports management 101 and 102 together last semester.”

“Really, how didn’t I know that we had classes together? Normally I’m pretty observant of those in the same classes as me.”

“Like I said, I sit at the back of my classes, and I don’t really talk to many of my classmates. The only time I ever talk to my classmates is when I have to.”

“Really, so what do you do for fun?”

“Bother my roommates to watch sports with me.”

Brock looked at you like you were crazy, “Really, what kinds of sports?”

Looking down meekly you said, “Hockey, so much hockey that my roommates were definitely sick of hockey by the time we reached winter break.”

Brock laughed, “Have you ever been to a game for our school?”

“Yes I have, you had a pretty sick snipe during that game.”

He did a overdramatic bow, “Why thank you, Natale. Wait, Natale, Natale Anderson the new head photographer for the team?”

“In the flesh.”

“I saw some of the pictures you took of the women’s team, they are really good.”

“Thanks, it was fun to take pictures of the women’s team for once.”

“I take it you have a pretty fun job?”

“Eh it pays enough to pay for my expenses and I can travel a bit while still attending school.”

After about forty-five minutes of talking Brock looked at his watch and swore, “Crap, I have to get to practice. I guess I’ll see you later.”

You nodded, “You definitely will see me later.”

You went your separate ways with you heading to grab your camera from your dorm and him heading to practice. After a month of hanging out and study sessions he asked you out on a proper date. You ended up saying yes and shortly after he asked you to be his girlfriend. Much to the stress of the coaches and other players you said a very enthusiastic yes.

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It was your first time in months getting to see your brother play hockey. Due to COVID, you weren’t allowed to make the trip from where you attended university in Sweden to visit Elias in Vancouver. Most of the time you would attempt to make your way to as many games as you could as long as you could pass these two criteria A: it had to be on a school break and B: you had to be able to afford the travel costs on your own despite Elias offering to pay for you to visit.

You were so excited to visit Vancouver and see what life was like for him over the pandemic. Sure you saw him when he visited home. But, it had been a long time since you had seen him play hockey in person.

Luckily the stars aligned and you had a long reading break that would give you enough time to not only watch Elias play some hockey but also to visit and catch up before he went on a road trip with the team and school beckoned you back to Sweden.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by your flight landing at the Vancouver Airport. You pulled your carry-on down from the overhead bin. once you got through customs with your carry-on and backpack you rushed toward the arena. Given the number of times you had followed the same route from the airport to the arena, you could practically make your way there blindfolded.

You walked up to gate 16 of the arena, which was the entrance that lead to reception.

"Hey Cassidy here to see your brother?" the receptionist greeted you.

you nodded, "is he in the building yet or is he, ya know being Elias, and late?"

"He is late, probably stuck in traffic or something."

"look at you, making excuses for my brother, when in reality he probably was up late playing video games and therefore overslept his alarms."

She laughed, "ill get someone else to hang out with you until he gets here if you want."

"Nah, I can just drop my bags here then just wander around for a little bit. Most of the team know me so, maybe I’ll run into Brock or Bo or somebody else.”

I dropped my bags behind the desk after making sure I had the essentials and ran off to explore. you were wandering and waving to staff you recognized.

"Hey if it isn't little Petey." you heard a voice call behind you.

You pivoted on your heel to see Bo and Brock looking at you. "You know I despise that nickname with all my being. Plus, I'm only a year younger than him."

they gave you quick hugs, "Yeah, we're just messing with you Cassidy."

"Yeah I know, I know. Has my brother arrived yet or did he forget that I was arriving today?"

"he hasn't arrived yet but until he gets here I'll do the one thing that your brother hates."

"Ooh, you are going to introduce me to the younger players?"

Brock nodded walking with you towards the locker room. Before leading you in he did the customary yell to make sure that everyone was decent prior to you entering the locker room.

You entered the locker room once Brock gave you the all-clear. As you talked in you waved hello to the guys that you knew already. "So, if you haven't met her already this is Cassidy. She is Elias's younger sister." Brock sad addressing the room.

You smiled and walked over to your brother's locker. "I never knew that Elias had a younger sister." A voice spoke.

You turned to see Nils Hoglander looking at you from the locker beside you. "Yup, I'm Elias's sister. Overprotective ass."

nils laughed, "Well its nice to meet you Cassidy. is there a certain reason I hadn't heard of you before?"

"Like I said overprotective older brother, unless you had been drafted or played for the canucks before Elias was drafted you wouldn't know about me because of my borhters lovely habit of not allowing me to be around players that he plays with that are around the same age as him." You said quickly.

"Ohh, that does sound like something your brother would do." He responded.

"I'm sure that if he could I would not be allowed around Brock as well but, he's far too good friends with him to do that." You whispered.

Nils laughed and you continued your conversation in between you waving to the rest of the players as they arrived in the locker room. Until Elias showed up you were determined to continue hanging out with the guys. But, your hopes were short-lived as your brother showed up and you were shooed out of the locker room by your brother with nothing more than a brief wave goodbye to the rest of the team.

Nils popped out of the room quickly and walked you to the reception where you collected your bags and prepared to head to the hotel. "Hey Cassidy," Nils spoke meekly, "I want to get to know you more before you have to head back to school. So, I was wondering if I could take you out on a date on Thursday, if that works for you?"

You smiled and nodded, "That would be awesome. Here," you said quickly writing your number on a slip of paper and giving it to him, "here is my number, text me the details."

With that, you picked up your backpack and headed towards your hotel with a satisfied smile on your face.

Nils had the same smile painted on his face when he got back to the locker room which caused his teammates to heckle him about making a move and prompting Elias to give him the usual overprotective older brother speech.

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As of the current moment most of your shifts were spent restocking the crates after road trips, taking inventory for all the different types of equipment, and rushing around the rink to get supplies to the bench.

You were doing your standard rounds for the day when a head popped into the room you were in. It just happened to be Bo, occasionally he or one of the other veteran players would come say hello when they saw you.

“Hey Cassie?” he asked poking his head through the doorway.

“Yes?” You mumbled continuing with your work.

“You’re a kinesiology student right.

“That is correct, I’m in my second year of my degree, I should graduate next spring. Why?”

“If you’re a kinesiology student then why are you working as an equipment manager and not as a training or coaching intern.”

You sighed and put down the rolls of tape you were restocking, “Well firstly, there wasn’t any openings in those positions when I was job searching and secondly this was the job that had hours that I could mold around my class times.”

“Makes sense, well Rob has his hands full with the ‘young guns’ and probably could use a second set of hands. Could you do us a favour and help him out?”

“Where is James, I thought he was working today?”

“Nope, James had to call in sick, his niece got a cold, and he told his sister he would take care of her for the day. Please, ill buy you that really good ice cream you like from Earnest’s.”

“Fine, I’ll help out today. But, if I get in trouble with Red for not being here or for my job being completed late, I’m dragging you down with me.”

“Noted,”

Bo led you to the weight room where you saw a group of five of the “young guns” fooling around while the vets just shook their heads and Rob was visibly distraught.

You walked over to him and patted him on the back motioning that you would handle this.

He looked wide eyed at you in disbelief, “You sure? I can just call the coaches in here, that should get them to stop fooling around.”

You shook your head, “Nope, its all good. I can handle this; I’m getting a degree in kinesiology next spring so I can handle the training bit. Plus, if they think that I’m going to go soft on them they clearly know nothing about me.”

Rob turned to look at the vets who were smirking at the young players knowing generally what was in store for them. Shrugging he said, “You can try. They’re quite stubborn”

Just as all the vets and Rob were leaving Bo smiled saying, “She was one of two girls on her hockey team growing up she can handle herself.”

The last thing that could been seen by them as they left was Cassie’s mouth quirking into a smirk.

Forty-five minutes later five exhausted Hockey players stumbled into the locker room followed by a smiling Cassie. An astonished coaching team stood with Rob and Red at the front of the room watching the players collapse into their places in the locker room while Cassie bowed to the rest of the team who were applauding her.

“What did you do to them?” Rob asked.

“The work out that was on the board,” she paused for a moment, “with some extra exercises I found in my textbook for school. Nothing too serious. But they’ll never goof off that much during training again, right boys.”

The boys just groaned, “Never again.”

Red jumped in, “I think we hired you in the wrong position.”

Your phone lit up from its place on the bedside table. You saw the picture that you had taken of Owen during a family skate. you quickly picked up your phone fearing the worst.

"Hey babe," You said, "How is Edmonton?"

You could hear Owen sigh, "Not so good." You felt the distress in his voice.

"Are you alright, did you get injured, did you catch Covid, did one of the guys catch Covid?" You rambled off, your mind racing with every possibility of what could be happening.

"No, I don't have Covid but, uh there's been quite a few cases. The US team had to forfeit a game and go into quarantine. Coach has told us to prepare for the worst."

You sighed leaning on your desk, "Oh gosh, what do you mean by 'preparing for the worst'?"

He sighed, "There is a chance that the rest of the tournament will be cancelled."

"Oh boy, that'll suck. But, I trust that they'll only cancel the rest of the tournament if they have no other choice."

"I know I just I, really want to play. I mean so much has been taken away because of the virus. I just wanted to be able to play."

"I know babe and I am so proud of the way that you have played. So even if the tournament gets cancelled know that I am extremely proud of you and your whole team."

"Thanks, its getting late here and if its late here its even later where you are." Owen said

"Yep, its pretty late but I don't mind."

"Anyway, I’ll keep you in the loop, talk to you later hun."

"Bye, babe."

Within the week everything flipped. The tournament was cancelled and Owen was on his way back to Michigan. You had decided that he could spend the time he would have to isolate in your apartment instead of the dorm he shared with some of his teammates.

When Owen got home he dropped his bags by the door and flopped onto the couch that you were sitting on.

“Hey babe, tired?” You said lightly scratching his head.

He nodded snuggling into you. “Very, I was on a flight with some teammates so,”

“You got no sleep.” You completed for him.

“Yup, its almost as if you've been on a flight with me and the boys before.”

You giggled thinking back to the time that you flew with Owen to visit some friends who were going to the draft. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Owen sighed into your neck, “Not really, its just that I wanted to be able to show more of what we could do. Plus this is the last year I'm eligible to compete in the World Juniors and I wanted to finish on my own terms not by having the tournament get cancelled due to this stupid virus.”

you pressed a kiss to the top of his head, “I get it but, you have so many amazing opportunities just around the corner. Sure this may have been the last year you could compete in the World Juniors but, its not like its your last opportunity to represent Canada on the world stage. And you have a pretty good shot at playing in the NHL very soon. plus, before we know it you could be representing Canada at the Olympics.”

Owen peered up at you, “How is it that you know exactly the right thing to say?”

You smiled, “Magic powers.”

He smiled up at you, “Well never get rid of those magic powers.”

“I wont. Now how about you go take a shower after that long flight you had.” you said looking at him.

“Nooooo,” Owen whined laying back down and snuggling into your body, “I don't want to be alone right now.”

You smiled and thought for a moment about a preposition to get your self off the tiny couch. “Well, can we at least move to the bed so that we can cuddle without fear of falling off the bed if either of us move a muscle?”

“Fine,” He conceded hopping up wanting the transition to be as fast as it could be, “lets go.”

You smiled hopping up from the couch and padded into your room where the bed was covered in papers that Owen quickly swept up and placed on your desk before pulling you to the bed where he latched onto you.

After you both got comfortable Owen muttered, “Thank you for everything this past week or so honey.”

“No problem.” you responded before quickly falling asleep in Owens arms.

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you and Luke had been dating for close to three years

you had moved in together and decided that you wanted to adopt a pet together

so you went to the local shelter to pick out a puppy

when you arrived you told the worker there that you were looking for a dog

the worker let Luke into the puppy room while you went to go see some of the older dogs

you played with some of the older dogs and found a sweet older dog that you liked

you noted the name and identification number of the dog you liked

when you walked to the puppy room you only saw a flash of his red hoodie under a pile of little puppies

you laughed leaning against the door jam

Luke giggled from under the pile

you walked up to him and pulled a couple puppies off his body allowing him to sit up

he sat up and you laughed at his face making fun of the fact that you can't leave him alone without something happening

you ended up choosing the older dog you found earlier

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you did track at Boston College and that's how you met

you were invited, forced, to go to a sports mixer by one of your teammates

the two of you hung out and became really good friends

you attended the draft with him and were overjoyed when he was drafted by the Vancouver Canucks 36th overall

you ended up moving to Vancouver after getting a job as a physical therapist at UBC

your job allowed you to continue training for the ultimate goal, to represent your country at the Olympics

you continued to follow and support his career throughout the years including going to as many games as you could

in the offseason, you would work out together

on a day where you were working on one of the most difficult of the events you competed in, steeplechase

you tripped over one of the hurdles after slipping because of the water that coated the bottom of your shoes

you fell and felt a shooting pain run up your leg

you mentally chided yourself knowing that there was a chance you had torn your ACL when you landed

you called for one of the trainers that was working with a group of soccer players to grab a wheelchair and to drive you to the hospital

on the way to the hospital, you called Thatcher

he didn't pick up because he was in the middle of practice

you left a voicemail telling him what had happened and that you were heading to the hospital

when you got to the hospital your suspicions were confirmed

you had a torn ACL

and you would need surgery to reconstruct your ACL

Thatcher rushed to the hospital when he heard the voicemail you left him

he was able to find your room and saw you talking with the doctor about plans for your surgery

he supported you all the way through the process of you getting the surgery to the VERY long healing process

he consoled you on the days when you thought you would never compete again and the day you found out you wouldn't be healed with enough time for you to get back into shape in time for Olympic qualifications

once you had healed completely thatcher would help you regain your confidence and cheer you on at your first competition back from injury

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~you are studying special effects make-up in university

~for a few of your projects you need to do make-up either yourself or on a volunteer

~for this specific project you were to do make-up on one of the athletes that attend your school

~you were to use that persons sport as inspiration for a look

~each person got the same prompt “what if something went wrong” you, luckily, were paired up with Owen

~all his teammates made fun of the fact that he was going to get make-up done mind you they didn't know about the words, special effects, that were placed before make-up

~you decided to make your look using an old hockey stick and puck

~before class you enlisted some help from the power tools that you had access to in the equipment room 

~you teacher called all of your class along with all the models into the gym where you would be doing the looks

~this allowed the rest of the school to drop by and see what your program could do

~but mostly just to make sure that the teams could come and see what their teammates looked like

~you sat Owen down and once your teacher started the timer sitting on your table, you began priming his face

~once Owen’s face was primed you applied the spirit gum to your hollowed out props

~Owen sat still and waited for the spirit gum to adhere completely to his skin

~once the time was up you had come up with a straight up terrifying look

~he had broken stick shrapnel sticking out all over his face 

~a puck was stuck in his forehead

~the cherry on the cake was when his team visited and saw the bloodied up shape of Owen’s face riddled with cuts