A/N: Sorry this is so short. I suck at intros when I already have my thought process thought out.

Campbell Saunders: Stressed To Success by Emily Hanson

Toronto Maple Leafs Captain, Campbell Saunders, was not always the cool, calm, and collected guy you see in the interviews on ESPN and the NHL Network. Saunders, 33, not only struggled with the stress of being the youngest NHL prospect while only being a sophomore in high school, he also struggled with depression. Almost killing himself in grade ten, this hockey superstar has come a long way. [Continued on S3]

January 10, 2030

"Maya? Have you seen my blue tie?"

Campbell Saunders was rifling through his drawers, trying to find his lucky tie. He refused to go anywhere near the ice rink without this specific tie on.

"You mean this one?"

He lifted his head at the sound of his high school sweetheart's voice with a smile. "Yes, that one. Mind tying it for me? I've never been good with those things."

Maya nodded, walking into the room. She slung the silk tie around Cam's neck and began to tie it. "What would you do without me, Superstar?"

Cam chuckled. "I wish I never have to find out," he said as Maya finished up. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Ew! Cooties!"

Both Maya and Cam turned to face their youngest daughter, Allison. She was petite with short, curly blonde locks - just like her mother. Although Allison was only six, she already had glasses sitting atop the bridge of her nose - another trait she inherited from her mother. With a huge smile on his face, Cam went to lift the little girl in his arms. "Yeah, you won't be saying that when you start to like boys."

Little Allison shook her head, giving her father a toothy grin. "I won't ever like boys. Never."

Maya walked over to the two, placing her hand on her husband's shoulder. "And it better stay that way, Ally," she said with a chuckle.

As Cam passed Allison over to Maya, he gave the little girl a kiss on the head. As he did so, Allison pouted, sticking out her bottom lip. "Do you have to leave so early, Daddy?"

Returning the young girl's pout, Cam ruffled her hair, nodding. "Sorry, sweetie. You know I've gotta be at the rink two hours before the game starts," he said, turning to Maya. "You guys are coming to the game, right?"

Maya nodded hesitantly, biting her lip. "That depends if you can convince your son to go. He's been holed up in his room all day. Ally tried to get him to come out, but he didn't want to."

With a groan, Cam made his way down the hall to his son's room. He tried the doorknob, but it was locked, which wasn't much of a surprise considering it was always locked. Cam could hear the sounds of some shooting game through the oak door. He lifted his hand to knock on the door, but as soon as his knuckles touched the wood, the door swung open. A thirteen year old boy stood before him. The young boy's brown hair mimicked his father's when he was in high school, except it was slightly ruffled. You could pretty much say the boy was younger version of Cam, the only thing different being his eyes, which were blue like his mother's. "What?" The boy questioned, crossing his arms over his chest, exposing the video game controller in his hand.

"Mom tells me you don't wanna come to the game tonight," Cam said, mimicking the boy's movements. "I get that you don't like seeing hockey in your off-season, but this is my last home game for the next month. I'd really like it if all of you went." When Cam noticed the boy hadn't even flinched, he rolled his eyes, setting his hand on the boy's shoulder. "Come on, Ryder. Just this once? I promise we can go get ice cream or whatever you want after."

Ryder looked from the controller in his hand to his father, biting his lip - another trait picked up from his mother. Unfolding his arms, he nodded his head. "Fine, fine, I'll go. But only under one condition."

Cam gave his son a confused look. "What is that?"

A small smile appeared on Ryder's face as he looked up at his father. "You have to promise to kick Pittsburgh's butt and score a goal."

With a grin, Cam slapped his son on the shoulder. "I'll even try for hat trick."