Disclaimer : I don't own the Mighty Ducks, I do however own any characters
that were not present in any of the films, of which case I own them, not
that I could sue anyone if they did decide to borrow them.
Summery : This isn't your typical Guy/Connie fic, you where they break up, get back together. Sure that still might happen, but there's more to it than that.
This is just an idea I got for some strange reason, and decided to write it. It won't however interrupt my other story D5!!!
Chapter 1
CONNIE'S P.O.V
I've never been more nervous than I am now. My stomach is churning and my legs felt weak, not that I was standing. I was sat on a plane, travelling from Arizona where I was attending college to Minnesota my old home. I still hadn't figured out how Charlie, one of my oldest, dearest and bestest friends, had managed to talk me into coming home, I suppose he knew me better than myself. I looked at the seat by my side and smiled. My daughter Rachel was fast asleep. At just turned 6 months old, she knew nothing of what this trip meant, or whom she would meet.
I know what your thinking, how can a 19 year old cope with a 6 month old baby and college, let me tell you, it isn't easy, but luckily I have family in Arizona. I live with my Grandparents, whom adore Rachel and saw me through everything, something my parents wouldn't have done. Infact on finding out about my pregnancy, they disowned me, telling me my child would grow up a bastard. I struggled at first, wanting to get rid of this thing growing inside of me, that was causing so much hurt, but as time went on, it grew increasingly difficult not to love my unborn child. My grandparents in turn offered me much support and guidance, even advising me to tell Rachel's father, but the longer I left it, the harder it became. The only one of my old friends that knew was Charlie, and he found out by mistake, by many clumsy mistakes. First he heard crying when he was on the phone to me, then when I sent him pictures of the girls hockey team I was supposed to be playing on, he noticed I wasn't in the picture, though I never told him, that I wasn't on the team because of my pregnancy then Rachel, then he decided to have a surprise visit over the summer, because I never went home and when he asked my parents about me, they apparently told him they didn't have a daughter and with Charlie being the curious person he is, he decided to fly out, luckily for me he was alone. So here I am, 4 months after his visit, he and my grandparents both persuaded me to come and face my past and hopefully get my parents to see Rachel. Of course I'm not staying with my parents, in fact I'm staying with Charlie, but that isn't what bothers me, the other ducks finding out, is what bothers me.
"This is your Captain speaking. We are now approaching Minnesota, would you please fasten your seatbelts as we are preparing to land. Thank you". A crackly voice spoke over the intercom.
I fastened my seatbelt tightly around my waist and continued checking Rachel's special baby seat was correctly secured. What can I say, I'm a mom. I finally felt the plane land and felt utter relief, I wasn't exactly keen on flying myself and to make it worse it was Rachel's first time flying too, and although she didn't know what was going on, I was scared to death that she might become ill during the flight. I let everyone file off the plane before standing myself and picking my daughter up and huddling her close to me. The flight attendant helped me get my baby bag and carry on before watching me get off the plane. As I walked down the path leading from the plane to the airport, all I wanted to do was dash back onto it and order the Captain to take me home. At the end of the tunnel was the baggage collection, again there was someone to help me grab my bags and Rachel's pram, though I insisted that they just put it on the trolley as I was much happier carrying her and I could manage from there. Once the trolley was moving I almost barged my way through people until I reached the arrivals lounge. Not many people where there and it was pretty easy to spot Charlie. He dashed up to me and enveloped us both in a hug, before taking over pushing the trolley.
"Did no-one offer to help you, God there's no need to struggle carrying Rach and pushing this god damn trolley, we pay their wages". He began mouthing off.
"Charlie". I complained. "They did offer help, but I'm not incapable of holding a baby and pushing a trolley". I told him.
"I'm not saying your incapable Con's but there's nothing wrong with a little help". He argued.
"Can we not go into that right now"? I asked him.
He lead us to his car, where I was shocked to find he had been out and bought a baby seat for his car. I felt a tear well in my eyes, he had gone to so much trouble already, flying out to see me, paying for half my air fare and putting me up.
"Charlie". I stood there shocked, a tear rolling down my cheek.
"Well we had to get my niece home safe and sound didn't we"? He asked, pushing my belongings into the trunk.
"But it must have cost a bomb". I was still stood there.
"Nah, not really, anyways I can always use it for my kids". He laughed, then took Rachel from my arms and began securing her in. "You ready". He asked turning round and closing the door tightly, but gently, so as not to wake her.
"Not particularly, but I suppose I have to since your gonna drive off with my daughter anyway". I laughed and climbed in.
The trip to his place was silent, I was too nervous to chat with him, and he was busy concentrating on driving us safely home. He looked more nervous than me, at having a baby in the car. When he pulled up outside, what I was presuming his apartment, he finally began talking.
"So how's your Grandparents"? He asked as he grabbed all my bags.
"Ecstatic now they know I've finally decided to come here, they think I'm gonna return with my life perfect again". I informed him.
"They only want what's best for you and Rach". He told me as we climbed the stairs.
"But that's just it, I'm not sure this is what's best for me and Rach". I told him as we walked along the corridor.
"You wanna grab my key outta my pocket", He nodded towards his hip pocket.
"Let me guess, everyone's on the other side of this door"? I asked nervously.
"Nope, they don't even know you're here, they are however coming over later". He said as we entered the apartment.
"I suppose I ad to see them sooner or later, huh"?
"Yeah". He said as he showed me to the room I was going to be vacating whilst I was here.
The room was pretty plain, a bed sat directly under the window and just next to the bed, was a small crib with a small Winnie the pooh teddy bear sat in one corner. Immediately began crying, how on earth I had managed to earn such a good friend was beyond me. I quickly placed the still sleeping Rachel down in the crib, and dove into Charlie's arms. After a few minutes, he let me out of the hug, and told me he was going to leave me alone to settle in. After freshening myself up, I sat watching my beautiful baby girl sleep. I knew that no matter what happened today when I saw the ducks, I'd always have her, she was the reason for the happiness in my life over the past 6 months. I must have been sat there about half an hour, before heading out to the living room. Big mistake.
"CONNIE"! I heard Julie shriek then dash over to me, pulling me into a hug. Almost immediately a different kind of shrieking began. I could see the confusion on all their faces, but one face in particular had a disappointed tint.
"I'll go". Charlie dashed off.
JULIE'S P.O.V
I was a little curious as to why Charlie had invited us all round. Sure we always spent time together, but when he had called to ask me, he seemed a little, I don't know, anxious that I came. Well now I knew why. Connie my best friend, appeared from the bedrooms, I screamed loudly and ran to her, almost immediately another screaming was heard. I knew what the screaming was, but didn't want to admit to it.
"Connie, what's that"? Goldberg was the first to ask.
"Erm, that Rachel". She stuttered.
"Whose Rachel"? Adam asked confused as the rest of us.
"Rachel would be my daughter". She stepped away from us, and grabbed a bag that had previously been hidden, and pulled out a bottle full of milk and headed to the kitchen to heat it up. The crying still continued, but getting louder and louder, then Charlie appeared with a small bundle in his arms.
"Con's she won't calm down". Charlie headed straight to the kitchen.
"It's ok, she knows what time it is". Connie took the bundle from him, and the now warm milk and went to the living room where she began feeding the baby.
We all crowded round her, though no-one said anything whilst she was feeding her. There was clearly a mother-daughter bond there, and it made Connie seem older than her real age. I didn't know what to say, I was shocked to say the very least, how I could never have picked up on this was beyond me, I talked to her all the time on the phone, and she had never once said anything about a baby.
"I know I have some explaining to do, but first, I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys about her, but I don't know, the longer I left it, the harder it got. Charlie only found out by mistake. I never purposely hid her from you guys, but I was scared". Connie began, breaking the nearly unbreakable silence.
"How old is she"? I knelt beside her.
"6 months". She replied. "You want her"? She offered me. I eagerly agreed.
"God, she looks just like you". I said as I took a closer look at the gorgeous little face staring straight back at me.
CONNIE'S P.O.V
I watched at Rachel was passed around everyone, strangely I wasn't the least bit nervous when the likes of Averman and Portman were holding her. I watched in pride, she had finally met her Aunt and Uncles. I kept looking toward Guy, who had been particularly quiet throughout, but as soon as Rachel was placed in his arms, a huge smile crossed his face. No-one else noticed it, or at least I don't think they did, but they all thought Rachel looked like me, but as she sat in her fathers arms, she couldn't have looked anymore his daughter, than she did then.
After being passed around the full room, I took her back to her crib where she instantly fell to sleep. I went back out to my friends, where I knew there would be questions flown at me.
"Where's her dad"? Adam asked, the question I dreaded the most.
"He doesn't know about her". I told them.
"Why"? Ken asked.
"I never told him. When I found out I was pregnant, my parents disowned me, I was scared and alone. I thought about having an abortion, but the more she grew inside me, the more I knew I couldn't go through with it. I still had a few doubts, but when she kicked for the first time, I was in love with her. Then before I knew it, I was giving birth to her, the rests history".
"Haven't your parents ever seen her"? Guy asked, though I knew he wasn't that shocked.
"Nope, to them she's just a bastard, their words not mine".
"How can they say that"? Portman growled.
"Well, it's their loss. They're the ones missing out on seeing their grandchild growing up".
"Have you not thought about telling her dad"? Fulton asked.
"I think about nothing else. I mean he deserves to know, but I don't know, he might not want anything to do with her".
"He'd be crazy if he didn't". Luis said.
"I know this is gonna sound incredibly stupid, but you've put off telling us for so long, why have you decided that now is the time"? Julie asked.
"Well, I've always wanted you guys to know, but as I said the longer I kept her a secret the harder it was to tell you, then Charlie and my grandparents persuaded me to come. I want Rach to know her Aunt and Uncles, but I also understand if you don't want anything to do with her".
"Why wouldn't we want anything to do with her"? Charlie spoke finally.
"I don't know, I just don't want any of you to feel like you have to be around her".
"Hey, having her is better than having our own, at least we can hand her back at the end of the day". Averman joked.
"Gee thanks Averman". I laughed along with him.
The phone suddenly started ringing, Charlie reached for it immediately, answering it rather politely. He then pushed it into my hand mouthing that it was my Gran.
"Hi Gran". I said cheerfully down the phone.
"Is everything ok"? She asked. She always worried about me, now even more.
"Yeah everything's fine". I assured her.
"Don't forget to try and talk to your mom and dad while you're there". She reminded me.
"I won't, though I don't know how much good it will do".
"Well at least you can say you tried. When are you going"?
"Probably tomorrow".
"Ok, be careful". She warned me.
"I will".
"Give my love to everyone and a big kiss for you and Rachel".
"Say hi to Gramps for me. Love you too. Bye". I said as I passed the phone to Charlie to hang it up.
The phone couldn't have been on the hook more than 5 minutes until it began ringing again.
"Hello". Charlie spoke into the receiver. "Yeah". He chatted with whoever it was, "Ok, see you later, bye". He said.
So what do you think? Worth carrying on? PLEASE R&R!!!!!!
Summery : This isn't your typical Guy/Connie fic, you where they break up, get back together. Sure that still might happen, but there's more to it than that.
This is just an idea I got for some strange reason, and decided to write it. It won't however interrupt my other story D5!!!
Chapter 1
CONNIE'S P.O.V
I've never been more nervous than I am now. My stomach is churning and my legs felt weak, not that I was standing. I was sat on a plane, travelling from Arizona where I was attending college to Minnesota my old home. I still hadn't figured out how Charlie, one of my oldest, dearest and bestest friends, had managed to talk me into coming home, I suppose he knew me better than myself. I looked at the seat by my side and smiled. My daughter Rachel was fast asleep. At just turned 6 months old, she knew nothing of what this trip meant, or whom she would meet.
I know what your thinking, how can a 19 year old cope with a 6 month old baby and college, let me tell you, it isn't easy, but luckily I have family in Arizona. I live with my Grandparents, whom adore Rachel and saw me through everything, something my parents wouldn't have done. Infact on finding out about my pregnancy, they disowned me, telling me my child would grow up a bastard. I struggled at first, wanting to get rid of this thing growing inside of me, that was causing so much hurt, but as time went on, it grew increasingly difficult not to love my unborn child. My grandparents in turn offered me much support and guidance, even advising me to tell Rachel's father, but the longer I left it, the harder it became. The only one of my old friends that knew was Charlie, and he found out by mistake, by many clumsy mistakes. First he heard crying when he was on the phone to me, then when I sent him pictures of the girls hockey team I was supposed to be playing on, he noticed I wasn't in the picture, though I never told him, that I wasn't on the team because of my pregnancy then Rachel, then he decided to have a surprise visit over the summer, because I never went home and when he asked my parents about me, they apparently told him they didn't have a daughter and with Charlie being the curious person he is, he decided to fly out, luckily for me he was alone. So here I am, 4 months after his visit, he and my grandparents both persuaded me to come and face my past and hopefully get my parents to see Rachel. Of course I'm not staying with my parents, in fact I'm staying with Charlie, but that isn't what bothers me, the other ducks finding out, is what bothers me.
"This is your Captain speaking. We are now approaching Minnesota, would you please fasten your seatbelts as we are preparing to land. Thank you". A crackly voice spoke over the intercom.
I fastened my seatbelt tightly around my waist and continued checking Rachel's special baby seat was correctly secured. What can I say, I'm a mom. I finally felt the plane land and felt utter relief, I wasn't exactly keen on flying myself and to make it worse it was Rachel's first time flying too, and although she didn't know what was going on, I was scared to death that she might become ill during the flight. I let everyone file off the plane before standing myself and picking my daughter up and huddling her close to me. The flight attendant helped me get my baby bag and carry on before watching me get off the plane. As I walked down the path leading from the plane to the airport, all I wanted to do was dash back onto it and order the Captain to take me home. At the end of the tunnel was the baggage collection, again there was someone to help me grab my bags and Rachel's pram, though I insisted that they just put it on the trolley as I was much happier carrying her and I could manage from there. Once the trolley was moving I almost barged my way through people until I reached the arrivals lounge. Not many people where there and it was pretty easy to spot Charlie. He dashed up to me and enveloped us both in a hug, before taking over pushing the trolley.
"Did no-one offer to help you, God there's no need to struggle carrying Rach and pushing this god damn trolley, we pay their wages". He began mouthing off.
"Charlie". I complained. "They did offer help, but I'm not incapable of holding a baby and pushing a trolley". I told him.
"I'm not saying your incapable Con's but there's nothing wrong with a little help". He argued.
"Can we not go into that right now"? I asked him.
He lead us to his car, where I was shocked to find he had been out and bought a baby seat for his car. I felt a tear well in my eyes, he had gone to so much trouble already, flying out to see me, paying for half my air fare and putting me up.
"Charlie". I stood there shocked, a tear rolling down my cheek.
"Well we had to get my niece home safe and sound didn't we"? He asked, pushing my belongings into the trunk.
"But it must have cost a bomb". I was still stood there.
"Nah, not really, anyways I can always use it for my kids". He laughed, then took Rachel from my arms and began securing her in. "You ready". He asked turning round and closing the door tightly, but gently, so as not to wake her.
"Not particularly, but I suppose I have to since your gonna drive off with my daughter anyway". I laughed and climbed in.
The trip to his place was silent, I was too nervous to chat with him, and he was busy concentrating on driving us safely home. He looked more nervous than me, at having a baby in the car. When he pulled up outside, what I was presuming his apartment, he finally began talking.
"So how's your Grandparents"? He asked as he grabbed all my bags.
"Ecstatic now they know I've finally decided to come here, they think I'm gonna return with my life perfect again". I informed him.
"They only want what's best for you and Rach". He told me as we climbed the stairs.
"But that's just it, I'm not sure this is what's best for me and Rach". I told him as we walked along the corridor.
"You wanna grab my key outta my pocket", He nodded towards his hip pocket.
"Let me guess, everyone's on the other side of this door"? I asked nervously.
"Nope, they don't even know you're here, they are however coming over later". He said as we entered the apartment.
"I suppose I ad to see them sooner or later, huh"?
"Yeah". He said as he showed me to the room I was going to be vacating whilst I was here.
The room was pretty plain, a bed sat directly under the window and just next to the bed, was a small crib with a small Winnie the pooh teddy bear sat in one corner. Immediately began crying, how on earth I had managed to earn such a good friend was beyond me. I quickly placed the still sleeping Rachel down in the crib, and dove into Charlie's arms. After a few minutes, he let me out of the hug, and told me he was going to leave me alone to settle in. After freshening myself up, I sat watching my beautiful baby girl sleep. I knew that no matter what happened today when I saw the ducks, I'd always have her, she was the reason for the happiness in my life over the past 6 months. I must have been sat there about half an hour, before heading out to the living room. Big mistake.
"CONNIE"! I heard Julie shriek then dash over to me, pulling me into a hug. Almost immediately a different kind of shrieking began. I could see the confusion on all their faces, but one face in particular had a disappointed tint.
"I'll go". Charlie dashed off.
JULIE'S P.O.V
I was a little curious as to why Charlie had invited us all round. Sure we always spent time together, but when he had called to ask me, he seemed a little, I don't know, anxious that I came. Well now I knew why. Connie my best friend, appeared from the bedrooms, I screamed loudly and ran to her, almost immediately another screaming was heard. I knew what the screaming was, but didn't want to admit to it.
"Connie, what's that"? Goldberg was the first to ask.
"Erm, that Rachel". She stuttered.
"Whose Rachel"? Adam asked confused as the rest of us.
"Rachel would be my daughter". She stepped away from us, and grabbed a bag that had previously been hidden, and pulled out a bottle full of milk and headed to the kitchen to heat it up. The crying still continued, but getting louder and louder, then Charlie appeared with a small bundle in his arms.
"Con's she won't calm down". Charlie headed straight to the kitchen.
"It's ok, she knows what time it is". Connie took the bundle from him, and the now warm milk and went to the living room where she began feeding the baby.
We all crowded round her, though no-one said anything whilst she was feeding her. There was clearly a mother-daughter bond there, and it made Connie seem older than her real age. I didn't know what to say, I was shocked to say the very least, how I could never have picked up on this was beyond me, I talked to her all the time on the phone, and she had never once said anything about a baby.
"I know I have some explaining to do, but first, I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys about her, but I don't know, the longer I left it, the harder it got. Charlie only found out by mistake. I never purposely hid her from you guys, but I was scared". Connie began, breaking the nearly unbreakable silence.
"How old is she"? I knelt beside her.
"6 months". She replied. "You want her"? She offered me. I eagerly agreed.
"God, she looks just like you". I said as I took a closer look at the gorgeous little face staring straight back at me.
CONNIE'S P.O.V
I watched at Rachel was passed around everyone, strangely I wasn't the least bit nervous when the likes of Averman and Portman were holding her. I watched in pride, she had finally met her Aunt and Uncles. I kept looking toward Guy, who had been particularly quiet throughout, but as soon as Rachel was placed in his arms, a huge smile crossed his face. No-one else noticed it, or at least I don't think they did, but they all thought Rachel looked like me, but as she sat in her fathers arms, she couldn't have looked anymore his daughter, than she did then.
After being passed around the full room, I took her back to her crib where she instantly fell to sleep. I went back out to my friends, where I knew there would be questions flown at me.
"Where's her dad"? Adam asked, the question I dreaded the most.
"He doesn't know about her". I told them.
"Why"? Ken asked.
"I never told him. When I found out I was pregnant, my parents disowned me, I was scared and alone. I thought about having an abortion, but the more she grew inside me, the more I knew I couldn't go through with it. I still had a few doubts, but when she kicked for the first time, I was in love with her. Then before I knew it, I was giving birth to her, the rests history".
"Haven't your parents ever seen her"? Guy asked, though I knew he wasn't that shocked.
"Nope, to them she's just a bastard, their words not mine".
"How can they say that"? Portman growled.
"Well, it's their loss. They're the ones missing out on seeing their grandchild growing up".
"Have you not thought about telling her dad"? Fulton asked.
"I think about nothing else. I mean he deserves to know, but I don't know, he might not want anything to do with her".
"He'd be crazy if he didn't". Luis said.
"I know this is gonna sound incredibly stupid, but you've put off telling us for so long, why have you decided that now is the time"? Julie asked.
"Well, I've always wanted you guys to know, but as I said the longer I kept her a secret the harder it was to tell you, then Charlie and my grandparents persuaded me to come. I want Rach to know her Aunt and Uncles, but I also understand if you don't want anything to do with her".
"Why wouldn't we want anything to do with her"? Charlie spoke finally.
"I don't know, I just don't want any of you to feel like you have to be around her".
"Hey, having her is better than having our own, at least we can hand her back at the end of the day". Averman joked.
"Gee thanks Averman". I laughed along with him.
The phone suddenly started ringing, Charlie reached for it immediately, answering it rather politely. He then pushed it into my hand mouthing that it was my Gran.
"Hi Gran". I said cheerfully down the phone.
"Is everything ok"? She asked. She always worried about me, now even more.
"Yeah everything's fine". I assured her.
"Don't forget to try and talk to your mom and dad while you're there". She reminded me.
"I won't, though I don't know how much good it will do".
"Well at least you can say you tried. When are you going"?
"Probably tomorrow".
"Ok, be careful". She warned me.
"I will".
"Give my love to everyone and a big kiss for you and Rachel".
"Say hi to Gramps for me. Love you too. Bye". I said as I passed the phone to Charlie to hang it up.
The phone couldn't have been on the hook more than 5 minutes until it began ringing again.
"Hello". Charlie spoke into the receiver. "Yeah". He chatted with whoever it was, "Ok, see you later, bye". He said.
So what do you think? Worth carrying on? PLEASE R&R!!!!!!