I am so late to hockey season, but I am here! I am going to be making over this page to make it a little bit more simple because I have overwhelmed myself by trying to make this too fancy.
In the meantime, I have some news. Because of the fact that I am trying to do too many things at once, I am going to start working on one full story at a time. How can you help with that?
You can vote in the poll RIGHT HERE, and tell me which story you would like me to focus on first.
So, I was horrible at writing this past season, and I don’t have an excuse except for not having the muse to write.
Well I am coming back this season and I will be getting back to business! In addition to that, I am going to be doing a makeover and making this blog look nice and pretty.
Thank you so much to everyone who is sticking around! I love you guys for making me feel like my writing isn’t all bad.
Just a little AU one shot! I saw a paramedic that looked like Toews, and my friend told me to write a one shot. Hope you like it!
To say that you were a bit of a klutz would be the understatement of the year. You were the one who would trip over nothing, fall up the stairs, and somehow manage to injure yourself with plastic silverware.
Today wasn’t any different, and you were in the familiar position of sitting at the bottom of the stairs outside of your college building. It had snowed the night before, so the ground had some slick spots, one of which you completely missed, causing you to fall down the concrete stairs. When you tried to stand up, you were met with an excruciating amount of pain in your lower leg.
“Great.” You mumbled as you noticed a crowd forming around you.
A professor walked over to you, his phone on his ear. “I’m calling an ambulance for you.”
“Really, that’s not necessary, sir.” You tried to protest.
“You can’t stand, they can get you looked at.” He said.
You let out a sigh as you waited for the ambulance to arrive. When it got there, you noticed two paramedics exiting the vehicle, one older gentleman, and one younger man who was very handsome. It didn’t help your embarrassment that he was cute, that was for sure.
“So what happened here, eh?” the younger paramedic asked.
“I missed the memo that snow can make the ground a little slick.” You smiled some.
The paramedic smiled and nodded. “They don’t send them out fast enough.” He joked along with you. “What’s your name?”
“Y/N.” you said and bit your bottom lip as the older paramedic prepared to check your leg.
“Alright, Y/N, I’m Jonathan, and this is my partner Mike.” The cute paramedic smiled. “So what did you hurt?” he asked.
“My leg, I guess. I can’t stand up on it.” You said.
Jonathan nodded and took some basic vitals from you. “Okay, Mike’s gonna check for any signs of a break, and it’s gonna be uncomfortable, but I want you to keep breathing, okay?”
You nodded and took a deep breath to brace yourself for Mike’s tests. When he touched your leg, you couldn’t hold back the yelp of pain that came out of your mouth.
Jonathan frowned and touched your shoulder gently. “That’s the only test we have, we won’t touch it again, alright?”
You nodded at him as Mike gave you the verdict that it was most likely broken.
Before you knew it, you were on a gurney, heading into the ambulance. As Mike climbed into the driver’s seat, Jonathan climbed back with you, sitting on the seat next to the gurney. You leaned back on the bed and sighed softly, looking up at the ceiling of the vehicle as it drove off.
“So what kind of story should we make up?” Jonathan asked, his voice interrupting your thoughts.
“Story?” you asked.
“Yeah, a story. I mean, I wouldn’t want to say that I fell on ice, that’s not interesting. We should make something up.” He smirked.
A smile spread across your face as you looked at him. “Okay, well what kind of story?”
Jonathan thought for a moment before smiling to himself. “Alright, I got it; you were walking to your car and saw a car rushing towards a teacher, so you pushed him out of the way and broke your leg in the process.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at his story. “That makes me sound like some superhero.” You said. “We should change teacher to old woman, it will get more sympathy.” You smirked.
It was Jonathan’s turn to let out a chuckle and he nodded. “You’re right, I already think you’re a hero. Saving old ladies, you’re so kind.”
A giggle left your mouth and you shrugged. “What can I say? I’m just your average girl who likes justice.”
He smiled and nodded, biting his bottom lip before he spoke again. “Are you an average girl with a boyfriend?”
You blushed as you looked at your hands, playing with your jacket sleeve. “I don’t have a boyfriend.” You said.
“Well I don’t know how a superhero would feel about going to lunch with a paramedic, but maybe it can be arranged.” Jonathan shrugged.
“It would be a superhero going to lunch with another superhero.” You smiled up at him.
Your talk was interrupted by the doors of the ambulance opening. You were so wrapped up in your chat with Jonathan, that you didn’t even notice the vehicle had stopped. Mike and Jonathan rolled you out of the ambulance and headed into the emergency wing of the local hospital.
Once you were in a room, Mike headed back to the ambulance while Jonathan made sure you were settled in your room.
“I just need your signature on these few papers, miss.” He smiled at you.
You signed the papers he had and smiled up at him, handing him the clipboard. “That was a yes, by the way.”
Jonathan raised his eyebrows at you as he took the clipboard. “Oh yeah?” he said and pulled a card out of his back pocket, scribbling something down on it before handing it to you. “I hope your leg gets better, miss.”
You smiled at him as he walked out of the room before you looked down at the card he handed you. It was his business card, and on the back was his phone number and a note.
‘Hope to hear from you soon, super girl. – Jonathan’
Do you take requests for stories or do you only accept them at certain times? I don't want to send in a request when you aren't taking them, after all. 😁
I take requests! Right now, they aren’t open, but I’m going to get them open soon! I’m getting a few more things set up before I reopen. :)
Two things. First of all, I love your stories, whether it be your reader inserts or Trading Places and Penalty For Love. I can't get enough of your writing and can't wait to see another chapter for Penalty for Love. Second, if you could choose to bring either Patrick Sharp or Andrew Shaw back to the Blackhawks, who would you choose?
Thank you so much! That really means a lot to me, honestly. It brings a smile to my face when I know that my writing is liked by others. <3
That is an incredibly hard question! As much as I love Sharpy, I think I would bring Shaw back. Shaw was, in my eyes, the heart of the team, and he brought this energy to every single game. He’s a young buck who likes to do the dirty plays and isn’t afraid to punch some people if he has to. ;)
I feel really bad that Andrew Shaw got traded because I can tell how much you love him, but at the same time I'm really excited to have him on my team. If it makes you feel any better, PK Subban was one of my favorite players and he got traded to my least favorite team. :(
Sorry it took so long to get this answered!
Yes, I was majorly bummed out, I actually cried when I got home. I was at the movies when I found out, and cried when I got home. Your team gained an amazing, hardworking player!
I’m sorry that PJ Subban got traded! It sucks when you see your favorites get traded. <3
I kinda went on a hiatus, but I’m going to be back up and running for the new season! I’m going to be revamping this page, so it may look a little funny for a bit.
I’ll make a post when everything is up and neat looking.
It had been a few weeks since the championship game, and Patrick and Amanda were doing better than ever. Amanda went with Patrick to his hometown for his day with the Cup, and got to meet his family back home. They all loved her, and she was more than relieved to know that no one had a problem with her age; they saw how happy she made Patrick, and that was all that mattered. They ended up spending the weekend in Canada, staying at a local hotel. On their last day of being there, Patrick’s family cooked dinner for everyone as a farewell meal to Patrick and Amanda.
After everyone finished eating, they all went outside to sit around the fire pit. Amanda sat next to Patrick on the outdoor loveseat, handing him his beer. He smiled up at her and kissed her cheek gently.
“Thank you, love.” He said, putting his arm around her when she sat down.
“You’re welcome.” She smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, watching the fire.
Patrick talked with his parents and his brother about his plans for the summer, while Amanda watched the fire, lost in her thoughts. She really was enjoying this, being with Patrick. His family was incredible to her, and she really started to see herself spending the rest of her life with him. While she watched the fire, her thoughts trailed to their current situation; just being without a label. She knew that it was her suggestion, but she started wishing she could just call him her boyfriend, and let him call her his girlfriend. Maybe it was time to start getting more serious with all of this.
Amanda was pulled from her thoughts when she heard her name being brought up in the conversation.
“Hmm?” she asked, looking at Patrick.
Patrick smiled down at her and kissed her forehead. “Mom just asked if you were going to come visit with me during the summer.”
Amanda smiled and nodded. “Of course; if you’ll all have me, I’ll definitely come with.” She said, looking at his mom.
“We would love to have you, Amanda.” His mom smiled.
Amanda smiled and looked up at Patrick who was yawning, trying to hide his tired eyes. “Someone’s gettin’ tired.” She teased.
Patrick smirked down at her and nodded. “I am.” He said. “Are you ready to head back to the hotel?” he asked.
“Yeah, it’s pretty late.” She said, sitting up on the loveseat.
Patrick stood up with Amanda and they said their goodbyes to his family before driving to the hotel. When they got to the room, Patrick laid back on the bed, letting out a dramatic yawn. Amanda giggled and walked over to the bed, sitting next to him.
“Were they serious about me coming with you this summer?” She asked.
Patrick looked up at her and smirked. “Of course they were serious. They really like you, babe.” He said, taking her hand in his.
Amanda smiled and nodded. “Okay.” She said and bit her bottom lip. “Hey, I was kind of thinking about us.” She said.
“I was too.” He smiled up at her and kissed her hand gently. “You tell me first.”
She took a deep breath. “I know that I said I wanted to wait a bit longer to become official, but I think I might be ready.” She said softly.
Patrick smiled and sat up to meet her gaze. “Yeah?” he asked softly. “I’ve been thinking the same thing.” He said, touching her cheek gently. “But I don’t want to rush you into anything okay?”
Amanda nodded and kissed his palm gently. “How about we figure it out when we get back home?” she suggested. She knew that she most likely wanted to just make it official, but she was still nervous.
“That sounds perfect.” He said and kissed her gently. “We’ve got an early flight tomorrow, so let’s get some sleep okay?” He said and pushed her hair back gently.
“Okay.” She smiled up at him. “You’re the best, you know that?” she said softly.
“I know.” Patrick winked, smirking. “Let’s get pajamas on.” He said and got up off of the bed.
They both for their pajamas on and curled up on the bed, falling asleep almost instantly, Patrick’s arms around Amanda’s waist.
The next morning when they both woke up, they got their bags and headed to the airport. While they waited for their flight to board, Patrick got them each a bagel and something to drink. He walked back to where Amanda was and handed her a bottle of grape juice and her bagel. She smiled up at him and ate with him while they waited to board.
Their flight number was called and they headed to the gate to get on the plane. When they got to their seats, they put their seatbelts on and waited to take off. Patrick noticed that Amanda looked a little nervous, so he reached over and held her hand in his.
“Just focus on me, okay? Focus on my funny face.” He smirked.
Amanda looked up at him and smiled, letting out a soft laugh. “You do not have a funny face.” She said.
“What about now?” he asked and crossed his eyes, puffing his cheeks out.
Amanda giggled and nodded, lacing her fingers with his. “Okay, that’s pretty funny.”
Patrick smiled and nodded at her. “And somehow, you still accept me, funny face and all.” He winked.
She smiled and nodded. “You bet.” She teased and kissed him gently. “Thank you.”
Patrick returned the kiss and smiled. “For what?”
“Doing things like this, calming me down and keeping me sane.” She said.
“Well that’s my job as your man.” He smiled.
She smiled and nodded. “My man.” She repeated and rested her head on his shoulder. “I like the sound of that.” She yawned.
“Me too.” He said and kissed her head gently before resting his cheek there.
Amanda dozed off on Patrick’s shoulder and slept throughout the flight. When they landed, he woke her up and walked with her to get their bags. Patrick held her hand as they walked to the cab that he called to pick them up. They were taken to Amanda’s house and both walked inside, setting their bags down.
Patrick gathered all of their dirty clothes and did a load of laundry while Amanda made some lunch for the two of them. While she cooked the bacon for the BLT wraps she was making, she heard Patrick’s phone going off. She looked over her shoulder and then called down the hall to the laundry room.
“Patrick, your phone is ringing.” She called, getting the bacon out of the pan and onto a plate.
Patrick came into the kitchen and smiled at her. “They can wait.” He smiled and walked over. “I am so thankful that I get more cheat days on the off-season.” He said and wrapped his arms around Amanda’s waist from behind.
She smiled and nodded. “I am too. I’m better at cooking bad foods.” She teased.
“I think you’re great at cooking everything.” Patrick said and kissed her cheek. “Do you want me to assemble the wraps?” he asked, resting his chin on her shoulder.
Amanda smiled and nodded. “That would be very kind of you.” She said.
“Alright, I’ll go get my chef jacket.” He joked and washed his hands before he began assembling the wraps.
Amanda set two spots on the table and heard Patrick’s phone go off again. “Are you sure that’s not important?” she asked.
“It’s probably nothing; it might be Tazer wanting to hang out or something.” He said. “Do you wanna check it and see?” he asked.
“Sure.” She said and went into the living room to get his phone. She walked into the kitchen again and looked at his phone. “Stan called, and then Coach called.” She said, and before she finished her sentence, the phone rang again. “And now it’s Andrew.”
Patrick furrowed his brow. “Maybe there’s a meeting coming up or something.” He shrugged.
“Well shouldn’t you call them back?” Amanda asked.
“Nah, I’m still technically on vacation today. I’ll call them back later.” He said and smiled over to her, holding two plates in his hands. “Let’s have lunch.” He said.
Amanda smiled and set his phone on the counter next to hers and got some drinks for the two of them. On her way back to the table, her phone started ringing which made Patrick chuckle.
“Sorry.” She said and looked at the screen. “It’s Andrew.” She said.
“Alright, it’s gotta be serious if they’re bugging you too.” Patrick said with an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry.” He said.
“It’s okay, don’t worry about it. I’ll find out what the deal is.” She said and set the glasses down, picking her phone up afterwards. “Hello?”
“Hey, are you with Patrick?” Andrew asked.
“Yeah we just flew in a little bit ago, we’re having lunch. What’s up?” she asked.
“Stan and Coach are trying to get ahold of him. Can you have him call when you’re finished eating? It’s really important, they really need to talk to him.” Andrew said.
“Sure, yeah, I’ll tell him.” She said.
“Okay, thanks Amanda. Glad you got home okay, too.” Andrew smiled.
“I’m glad too.” She smiled. “I’ll talk to you later.”
“Okay, bye.” He said and hung up.
Amanda got the two glasses and walked over to the table, setting one in front of Patrick and setting the other in front of her plate. She sat down and looked up at Patrick before she spoke.
“Andrew wants you to call coach or Stan, he said it’s really important.” She said.
Patrick made a face. “What could be so important?” he asked, mostly to himself. “Do you mind if I call them back?”
“No, not at all. Go call them before they send out a search party.” Amanda smiled.
“Thank you.” he said and got up, kissing her head gently.
Patrick took his phone off of the counter and headed into the living room to call Stan back. Amanda didn’t want to pry, so she played a few games on her phone while she waited. After a few minutes, Patrick came back into the kitchen and sighed, kneeling next to Amanda’s chair and taking her hands in his.
“What’s up?” Amanda asked, looking down at him.
“They want me to come in for a meeting, it’s pretty serious.” Patrick said. “I’m so sorry, but I have to go to the office.” He said.
She smiled and kissed his forehead gently. “Go ahead.” She said.
“I’m so sorry sweetheart, I want to stay here with you, believe me.” Patrick said, rubbing her hands. “I’ll make it up to you.”
“Patrick, don’t be sorry. This is your job and if it’s serious you need to go.” She said and smiled. “Take your wrap with you so you can eat.” She said.
Patrick smiled and leaned up to kiss her gently while he stood up. “You’re the best.” He said and grabbed his plate to take with him. “I’ll call you later when our meeting is done.” He said and kissed her again. “Thank you again, I owe you.”
Amanda kissed him back and smiled. “You don’t owe me anything, hun. Just be safe and let me know when you get done.” She said.
“I will.” He smiled. “I’ll see you later.” He said.
Amanda smiled and watched as Patrick went out to his car, which he had left at Amanda’s house over the weekend. When he left, Amanda ate her wrap and then cleaned up from lunch. She finished the laundry and got Patrick’s clothes all together for him when he got back. While she waited for Patrick’s meeting to be over, she contemplated what to do about her and Patrick and if they should become official. She decided to invite Evan over to talk with her about it while she waited for Patrick to be done. Maybe he would have some insight on what to do.
This is in a bit of a different format than I normally write, and it’s a bit of a filler. It’s still got some important things in it though.
The next morning, Jonathan walked into practice and hummed the tune of the song that was just playing in his car. He got changed into his practice gear and helped Coach Q and the other coaches help set up for practice. Once he finished, he saw his teammates coming in one by one, and he looked for Andrew. When he walked in, Jonathan walked over to him and nudged his arm.
“So last night was pretty fun.” He said.
Andrew looked up at his teammate and nodded. “Yeah it was.” He agreed.
Jonathan nodded and bit his bottom lip. “How was the ride home with Amanda?” he asked, trying to sound as casual as he could.
A smirk came onto Andrew’s lips. “It was good.” He said. “It’s always a treat to spend some extra time with her.” He said.
Jonathan smiled and nodded. “Yeah it is.” He said. “So what’s going on with you two?” he asked.
“What do you mean?” Andrew asked.
“Well are you guys trying anything? I mean I know you guys are pretty close.” Jonathan said with a shrug.
Andrew smiled and nodded. “I don’t know.” He said. “I mean I like her a lot, but I don’t know if she’s really interested. I mean last night she was talking about having her eyes on someone else.” He said.
Jonathan nodded and bit his bottom lip. “Well don’t count yourself out over that.” He said.
Andrew looked at him. “What do you mean?” he asked.
“I’m just saying, maybe you shouldn’t assume she’s talking about someone else. She seems to really like you, man.” Jonathan said.
“She does? I thought she was just being nice to me like a friend.” Andrew said. “Does she really like me?” he asked.
Jonathan shrugged some. “I don’t know for sure, but it seems like she does.” He said, covering the fact that he knew the truth. “Do you like her?” he asked, trying his best to keep a poker face.
Andrew looked at his hands and smiled to himself. “I do.” He said. “Look, don’t tell her that I told you that okay? I want to be the one to tell her.” He said.
“Well don’t wait too long to tell her. You know how girls are.” Jonathan smirked and nudged his teammate.
“Yeah.” Andrew said and smiled to himself at the thought of Amanda liking him back. His thoughts were interrupted when Coach Q blew the whistle that signaled the beginning of practice. He pulled his helmet on and skated out onto the ice.
Amanda waited outside of the tunnel for the team to get off of the ice. She heard some muffled talking on the rink which she assumed was the end of practice pep talk. Once the coaches started coming through the tunnel, the players started to come out as well, each of them saying hello to Amanda. She said hello to everyone and waited for Jonathan and Andrew to come out.
Andrew walked out with Patrick Kane, talking about the game that night.
Amanda smirked. “Look at that, he’s talking.” She joked.
Andrew looked over and smiled, walking over to her and hugging her. “He never shuts up.” He joked back. “How are you?” he asked, pulling back to look down at her.
“I’m good.” She said, hugging back. “Hey Patrick.” She said to the other hockey player.
“Hey, are you coming to the game tonight?” Patrick asked.
“Of course.” Amanda smiled.
“Good. We’ll need all the cheering we can get.” He said and walked into the dressing room.
Amanda looked at Andrew. “Bad practice?” she asked in a hushed tone.
“I don’t think it went as well as he had hoped.” Andrew said. “Listen, I’ve got some interviews to do after this, but maybe we can grab a bite to eat before the game.”
“Sure.” She smiled. “How about I pick something up and bring it back here?”
Andrew smiled and nodded. “That sounds great.” He said. “I’ll see you later.” He said and hugged her.
“See you soon.” She said and hugged him back, watching him walk back into the dressing room.
Amanda started to walk down the long hallway towards the exit, but she stopped when she heard Jonathan’s familiar voice calling her name. She turned around and saw the captain walking towards her, and she remembered their talk the night before.
“What did you find out?” she asked excitedly.
Jonathan replayed his friend and teammate’s request to stay quiet in his head. “Not a whole lot.” He fibbed. “He isn’t much of a talker when it comes to that kind of stuff.”
Amanda nodded and bit her bottom lip. “Well thank you for trying at least.” She said. “I’m gonna go get gas and then get something to eat for me and Shawzy.” She said. “Do you want anything?”
“No, I’m okay. Lindsey wants to meet for some food in a little while.” Jonathan said.
“Okay. Well I’ll see you later.” She said and hugged her friend.
“Yeah, sure.” He said and hugged her back.
He watched her walk down the hallway and sighed to himself. He wanted to just tell her the truth about Andrew, but he also wanted to let Andrew be the one to tell her. He hated seeing his best friend so upset, but he knew that it would be worth it for her to hear it from Andrew. He took a deep breath and headed into the dressing room to get changed for lunch.
After a couple of hours, Amanda returned to the arena with her and Andrew’s favorite food. She walked down the long hallway and asked around to see where Andrew was. Duncan Keith told her he was in one of the meeting rooms finishing up an interview, so she headed there. When she got to the room, there were a few reporters leaving the room, followed by Andrew who hadn’t seen her yet.
“Hey handsome.” She smiled at him, holding the bags in her hands.
Andrew looked up and smiled at his friend. “Hey beautiful.” He said and took the bags from her hands. “We can head up to the VIP suite if you want to; they’ve got drinks up there.”
“Sounds like a plan.” She said and walked with him to the suites.
When they got there, Andrew got them both a drink and sat down with Amanda to eat. They talked throughout their meal and laughed like always. When they finished eating, Amanda cleaned up their mess and then sat on the couch next to Andrew again.
“So, are you ready for the game?” she asked.
“I’m always ready.” He smiled down at her. “I’m glad you’re here to watch.” He said.
Amanda felt a flutter in her stomach and she smiled. “Well I’m glad I get to watch you.”
Andrew smiled and nodded. “Me too.” He said and nudged her arm gently. “Speaking of games, I have to get down and change.”
“Okay, well I’ll go wander until I can sit down.” She said and stood up with him.
“I’ll come out and see you before we play.” Andrew said and walked her down to the tunnel.
“You better.” She joked and smiled at him.
Andrew winked at her and headed into the dressing room to get ready for the game. Amanda walked around the arena, keeping herself busy until it was time for her to go find her seat. She talked to a few fans and some of the staff, trying to pass the time. When it finally came time to go sit, she headed down to the tunnel and saw Andrew leaning against the wall, waiting for her to get there. She smiled to herself and walked over to him.
“Boo.” She said.
Andrew looked at her and smiled. “Hey, there you are.” He said and hugged her tightly.
Amanda hugged him back and smiled. “Here I am.” She said. “Listen, you go out there and you kick ass.” She said, looking up at him.
He smiled down at her. “I always do, and watch your mouth.” He teased.
“Yes sir.” She joked back. “You’re going to do great out there, those Blues won’t know what hit ‘em.”
Andrew smiled and nodded. “You always know how to pep me up for the game.” He said.
“I know.” She smiled. “I’m gonna go find my seat, I’ll come see you after the game, alright?” she asked.
“Promise?” he asked.
“Promise.” She smiled. “Good luck.”
“Thank you.” Andrew smiled and walked into the dressing room.
Amanda headed to the friends and family seating, sitting in her seat next to Lindsey. The two girls talked until the game started and they cheered on the team. The Blues put up quite a fight, but the Hawks ended up taking the game by two points in the third period. Amanda and Lindsey cheered along with the rest of the crowd and after everything calmed down a little, they both headed to the tunnel. The rest of the families and friends of the teams waited in the hallway outside of the dressing rooms.
Jonathan walked out of the dressing room and smiled at his girlfriend, greeting her and kissing her gently. He turned to his friend, Amanda, and smiled.
“Hey, how’d you like the game?” he asked, giving his friend a hug.
Amanda hugged him back and smiled. “It was great, congratulations on the win.” She said.
“Thank you.” Jonathan smiled. “Andrew should be out in a little bit, he was heading for the showers.” He said.
“Okay, thank you.” Amanda smiled. “Enjoy your dinner, lovebirds.” She teased.
Lindsey smiled. “We always do.” She smiled. “See you later, Amanda.”
Jonathan smiled and looked at Amanda. “Hey, I know I didn’t get you the answers you were looking for, but don’t give up on it just yet, okay?”
Amanda looked at him with a confused look on her face. “Okay?” she said.
“Okay.” Jonathan smiled and nodded. “See you soon.” He said and headed down the hallway with Lindsey.
Amanda watched him walk away, a puzzled look still plastered on her face. What did Jonathan mean by that? Did he know more than he was leading on? She sighed to herself and tried to ignore her questioning mind. She smiled to herself when she felt two arms wrap around her waist from behind.
“Is this that feisty player?” she asked joking.
“It could be. Is this my panda bear?” Andrew asked with a smile on his face.
“Yes.” Amanda smiled and turned around to face Andrew, giving him a hug. “You did great out there, congrats on the win.” She smiled.
Andrew gave her a tight hug and smiled. “Thank you.” he said. “So what were you and Jonathan talking about?” he asked.
“Oh, I just congratulated him on the game.” Amanda said.
Andrew nodded. “Alright.” He said. “So you ready to go?” he asked.
“Of course.” She smiled and walked with him.
Andrew couldn’t help but wonder if Jonathan had given Amanda any hints about how he felt. He hoped that his secret was still safe, at least until he had the courage to tell Amanda how he really felt. Who knew how long that would take?
So the Blackhawks traded my favorite player for the second year in a row. Last season, it was Sharp and I knew that he would probably be traded, even though I didn't want him to be traded. This trade hurts a lot and I feel like such a nerd for crying over this, but it really sucks so much. There are so many players on the team that haven't contributed nearly as much as Shaw has that are still on the team. Why couldn't we trade people who didn't do as much?
Shawzy is a player that will play his hardest every game, no matter what. He does the dirty plays that no one else wants to do, and I consider him to be the heart of the team. He's funny and goofy, but he still plays the game like it's the Stanley Cup finals every night. No matter what the score was or who we were playing, he'd be out there playing his hardest, never giving up.
I'm going to get a little sentimental here, but Shaw taught me that even when no one wants to believe in you, and even when people don't think you'll go very far, you can do amazing things. Just because you aren't the first pick, doesn't mean you're not just as great if not better than the other people out there. He also proved that just because you make a mistake, owning up to it and apologizing doesn't make you less of a person, it makes you a better person.
This season is going to be so hard, and it'll be hard to watch Shaw playing in a different jersey this year. I don't know what it's like to not have Shaw on the team, I don't know what it's like to see Shaw as anything other than a Blackhawk. I hope he does great things in Montreal and I hope Canada treats him well.
We'll miss Shawzy way too much, and I'll be hoping we can pull a Ladd and bring him back home soon. <3
Hey are you okay? Haven't seen you post in a bit just want to make sure you're doing fine <3
You are seriously so sweet for checking up on me! I’m alive! I was updating my stories and then this week and a half has been kinda crazy, so I wasn’t updating. I’m going to have time this weekend to do some updating though! Thank you so much for checking in! <3 I am doing alright!
When you do get around to taking requests again, could we get another fic for Artemi and Teuvo? They're both so loveable. <3
I will definitely add a last one for Teuvo, especially since the trade! Also, expect a lot more Artemi ones because he is just a precious piece of bread. XD
Wednesday night, the night before the parade, Amanda stayed the night at Patrick’s. They had spent most of Wednesday watching movies and playing video games, just enjoying each other’s company. Ever since the championship game, Amanda and Patrick had been inseparable. They had spent every day together and would alternate whose house they stayed at. They figured it would be easier for Amanda to stay at Patrick’s house the night before the parade, so they could just go from there. Things were really starting to come together, and this day of movies and games was a perfect “non-date”.
After the fifth round of Mario Kart, Amanda yawned and leaned back, setting her controller next to her on the couch. She rubbed her face and looked over at Patrick who had a smirk on his face.
“What?” she smiled.
“I know you’re not getting tired on me, Miss Roberts.” He smirked.
“I’m just preparing myself for tomorrow, that’s all.” She said.
Patrick set his controller on the coffee table and leaned back by her, turning to face her more. “What’s on your mind, babe?” he asked, setting his hand on hers.
“I’m just kinda nervous about tomorrow. I have no idea what to expect.” Amanda admitted, looking at her hands.
He smiled softly and kissed her shoulder gently. “Well we’re going to be on a big double decker bus, and we’re going to drive downtown past big crowds of people.” He started. “Then we’ll go to Soldier Field for the rally where we’ll talk and show off the Cup and all that good stuff.” Patrick explained. “I’ll be by your side the entire time, except at the rally because I’ll have to be on stage, but Lindsey and everyone will be there for you.”
Amanda looked up at him and smiled. “You are too sweet to me, Patrick.”
“I try.” He winked. “Are you worried about anything?” he asked, rubbing her cheek gently.
“What’s it all like? Is it a long parade?” she asked.
“It’s really red.” Patrick smiled. “Jerseys everywhere, and pom-poms too; it’s not very long, it’s kind of fast. We just drive by and wave to everyone and then we go to the rally which is red too.” He smiled.
She nodded and smiled. “I’m excited to cheer you on.” She said. “Do the families ride on top with you guys or do they stay at the bottom?” she asked.
“They ride on top with us. There are usually a few busses to carry us all, and we’ll see who we’re riding with tomorrow.” He said.
Amanda nodded. “I’ve never been on one of those busses before.” She said.
Patrick smiled and shook his head. “You didn’t have Chicago style pizza before me, you had never been to a game, and you haven’t been on one of those busses?” he smirked.
Amanda giggled and nodded. “I guess.”
“What would you do without me, Manda?” he asked with a smirk on his face.
“I have no idea, Sharpy.” She teased and smiled up at him. “We better get some sleep, we’ve got an early morning.”
“Yes we do.” He smiled and kissed her gently. “Let’s go.”
They both picked up their controllers and put everything away before heading upstairs to go to bed. Both of them fell asleep fairly fast, both excited for the next day.
Thursday morning came quicker than expected, and Amanda and Patrick were both waiting at the United Center for the parade to get started. Patrick had grey shorts on with his jersey and Amanda had on white shorts on with her Sharp jersey on. Patrick put his championship hat on backwards and walked over to Amanda, handing her one.
“Here you go.” He smiled and put it on her head backwards.
“This is really mine?” she asked, smiling.
“Of course it’s yours. Wear it proudly.” He winked.
“I will.” She smiled and hugged him. “Thank you.”
“No problem.” He smiled, hugging back.
The other players wandered around and Patrick walked over to the managers to find out what bus he was riding on with Amanda. While Amanda was waiting for him to come back, she felt two arms wrap around her shoulders from behind, pulling her into a tight embrace.
“Well, hello.” She smiled, laughing softly.
“You came.” Andrew’s voice spoke from behind her.
“Yes I did, I told you I would.” She smiled and turned around to give him a proper hug. “How has your week been?” she asked.
Andrew hugged her back and smiled. “It was great, I celebrated with some friends and relaxed. How about you? I feel like I haven’t seen you or Sharpy all week. Are you guys a thing now or something?” he smirked.
A pink blush covered Amanda’s cheeks as she smiled. “Well, I don’t know. I mean we kissed at the game and we’ve spent all week together, but we haven’t really made anything official.”
Andrew’s smile seemed to drop as Amanda spoke. He tried to cover it before she saw him. “Oh that’s cool.” He said. “Well I’m happy for you both. You make him really happy.” He said and forced a smile.
She looked up at him and smiled. “Thank you; that means a lot.” She said sincerely. “He makes me happy too.” She added.
Patrick walked over and wrapped his arm around Amanda’s shoulders. “Looks like we’re riding bus A.” he said.
Andrew looked and nodded. “Me too.” He said.
“Well maybe we can all sit together.” Amanda smiled.
“Sure.” Andrew said. “I gotta go get my jersey, I’ll see you guys in a bit.” He said and walked off.
“So are you ready?” Patrick smiled.
“I am.” Amanda said.
“Okay, well when we walk out to the busses in a few minutes, the players usually say hi to the fans that are outside, Lindsey said she’ll walk to the bus with you to get you situated and then I’ll be up there.” Patrick explained.
Amanda nodded. “Okay that sounds like a plan.” She smiled.
“Good.” He smiled and kissed her forehead. “Let’s go.”
The players all stood in a group waiting to exit the United Center so they could greet the fans that waited outside. Lindsey stood with Amanda and the rest of the wives and girlfriends and waited for the okay to get to the busses. When the doors opened, the players went to the fans while the girls went to the busses. Amanda followed Lindsey to bus A and climbed to the top. They both sat down and Amanda took a few pictures on her phone.
“Have you ever been on one of these?” Lindsey asked, sitting in the seat in front of Amanda.
“Nope.” She smiled. “Patrick gave me a hard time about it last night.”
“Well it’s about time! These things are really cool. Plus, we’re high enough so the crowds shouldn’t be too much for you.” Lindsey smiled.
“Well good.” Amanda smiled.
Patrick Kane came onto the bus along with Jonathan, Andrew, and Patrick. Duncan, Brent and Marian Hossa got on the bus last, filling up the seats. Patrick walked over to Amanda and sat next to her, kissing her gently.
“Are you ready?” he smiled.
“Ready.” She smiled back.
“Let’s get this show on the road.” Patrick said and waved to fans as the busses took off.
The parade wasn’t very long, but it seemed to last longer to the team and their families. The players all waved and smiled for pictures, making sure to face every direction so people could see them. Amanda took pictures and talked with Lindsey while the busses went by, and Patrick got some pictures with Amanda on the parade route.
When the busses pulled up to Soldier Field, Patrick held Amanda’s hand and walked her off of the bus. The players all waited to go out on the stage and talked amongst themselves while they waited. Patrick stood by Amanda the whole time to make sure she was okay, and while they started calling out players, he held her hands in his.
“I’ll be right up there, okay?” he said.
Amanda smiled and nodded. “I know, I’ll be okay.” She smiled. “I’m too excited to be nervous.” She said.
Patrick smiled and kissed her gently. “I’ll be back in a bit.” He said and headed on stage when they called his name.
Amanda watched as he gave his mini speech and smiled uncontrollably the whole time. She really liked him a lot, and she was so proud of him. How did she get so lucky? While Amanda was admiring Patrick, she felt a nudge on her arm, so she turned to see Lindsey standing next to her.
“So you and Sharpy are pretty cozy, huh?” she smirked.
Amanda smiled and felt the blush again. “I guess.” She said.
“Well good for you guys. Are you guys an official item yet?” Lindsey asked.
“I don’t know.” Amanda said. “I mean we’ve kissed and spent the whole week together, but we haven’t really talked about it.”
Lindsey nodded. “Well maybe he’s taking things slow. I know he really cares about you and doesn’t want anything to go wrong.” She smiled. “Try talking to him later on.” She said.
Amanda nodded and smiled. “Thanks.” She said.
After the rally, the players went off to celebrate again at various bars. Patrick knew that the bar scene wasn’t really a favorite of Amanda’s, so he invited Seabrook and Kane to go to dinner with him and Amanda.
On the way to the restaurant, Amanda bit her bottom lip and looked over at Patrick. This was the perfect time to bring it up, but something told her to wait. She went to dinner with him and the others and afterwards, Patrick drove her back to her house so she could do laundry or get a change of clothes.
Amanda walked in with Patrick and set her bag down. She decided that it was now or never and she got up enough courage to ask him.
“Patrick, can I ask you something?” she asked, turning to face him.
Patrick nodded and smiled. “Sure honey.” He said.
She nodded and sighed. “I don’t want you to think I’m mad or anything, and I’m not trying to push anything on you, but I was wondering where we’re at?” she asked, talking faster than she intended.
“Where we’re at? Like you and I?” he asked, walking over to her.
Amanda nodded. “Are we an official item?” she asked shyly.
He smiled and shrugged some. “I haven’t really thought about it to be honest. Everything with the game happened and it was craziness.” He said. “Where do you want us to go?” he asked. “Your opinion is just as important as mine, sweetheart.” He said and rubbed her cheek gently.
She smiled softly. “I don’t know either. I mean I want to be with you…I mean I think I do.” She said. “I mean not that I don’t want to be with you, I’m just scared that I’ll mess things up or do something wrong.” Amanda blurted out.
Patrick cupped her face in his hands and kissed her nose gently. “Hey, listen to me.” He said softly. “Nothing you ever do could messing anything up, and you can’t do anything wrong in my eyes.” He said. “Okay, if you decided to rob a bank, I’m not sure I could stand behind you on that one.” He said to try and make her smile.
Amanda smiled softly and nodded. “It’s just a new thing and it’s scary. I mean it’s exciting and I want to be with you, but it’s also scary.”
“I understand that completely. I want nothing more than to be with you too, and this week has been incredible. But if you’re nervous and want to take things a little slower, we will do that. I want to make sure that you are comfortable and happy, Manda.”
“How are you even real?” she whispered, looking up at him.
“We went over this, my mom and dad loved each other a lot, remember?” Patrick smiled.
Amanda smiled and laughed softly, nodding. “Let’s keep doing what we’re doing and we’ll worry about labeling it later? Maybe after your day with the cup and everything because I know that will be a crazy time.” She said.
Patrick smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist. “That is a wonderful idea.” He said. “You’re a very mature young woman, you know that?” he asked.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and smiled. “Thank you.” she said.
“So if we’re doing the same thing we have been doing, we can keep kissing right?” Patrick smirked.
“Definitely.” Amanda smiled.
“Then this works for me.” He smiled and leaned down to kiss her gently.
She kissed back and pulled him into a hug. “Thank you for being so understanding and patient with me.”
Patrick hugged her back and smiled. “Thank you for being patient with me. Being with a hockey player isn’t so easy.” He said.
“Well lucky for me, I like a challenge.” Amanda smirked and looked up at Patrick.
“Lucky you indeed.” He smiled and kissed her gently. “Let’s get changed.”
“Okay.” She smiled and headed upstairs to shower and change.
Patrick decided to stay at her house that night and the pair had ice cream and watched the stars on Amanda’s back patio. She felt a big weight lifted off of her shoulders by talking to Patrick. He was absolutely fine with keeping things the way they were, as long as he got to stay with her. At this point, he couldn’t imagine life without Amanda, and she couldn’t imagine life without him. She was just glad that she still had some time to feel things out…well at least she thought.
