Disclaimer and Author Note: I don't own the Ducks or anything related to the Ducks. I admit that this is not an original idea because this story has been done before. I borrowed the name Rebecca from another story I read a long time ago something about Daddy's Little Girl which was a great story and I had hoped to read more of it but unfortunately it appears the author never did write more on it. I hope you like this story and I welcome reviews. And now on with the first part of the story.
Banking on Your Heart
"Why is it parents feel the need to baby us even when we are old enough to take care of ourselves?" I whined at Charlie and Adam.
"Now what has happened Becky?" Charlie asked.
"Dad says I can't go to the movies with some of my friends this weekend just because some guy named Andrew Larson is going. He is only going because of his cousin Lexi. You guys remember Lexi Preston right?" I ask.
I notice Adam has paled at the name Andrew Larson but I ignore it. "Yes I know her and her cousin. I have to say I agree with your dad Becky. I don't like the idea of you going out with a group that includes Andrew. Grant it he is still better than Chad McGill but still he is not someone worthy enough to hang out with you." Adam says with a frown.
"Adam are you my friend or my bodyguard? Or perhaps you are my big annoying brother."
"I would like to say that I am a friend and therefore also a bodyguard."
"Stop it you two! I have a solution to your problem Beck. You go out with the Ducks to the movie this weekend and we just happen to bump into your friends. This way Adam can be there to watch out for you and your dad won't protest to the team going with you." Charlie interjected.
"Charlie I now know why you are Captain Duck." I say as I hug him. As I am hugging Charlie I see fire flash in Adam's eyes or at least I think I saw it.
"Oh why is that Beck?" Charlie asks laughing and Adam laughs with him.
"Because you know how to solve a problem in a way that everyone is happy with."
"Not everyone is happy with this arrangement Becky." Adam says harshly.
"Well tough they will have to get over it and become happy."
"One question Becky." Adam says. "Is this supposed to be the guy Lexi is setting you up with just to make which ever Duck it is that you have a crush on now jealous?"
"First Adam how do you know about that set up? Second would you stop acting as though I change who I am crushing on ever other day! Third also stop acting as though I only crush on the boys who are Ducks? Fourth yes Andrew is the guy Lexi is setting me up with but not for that reason. And finally what do you have against Andrew?"
"Charlie I won't be able to go this weekend so keep your eyes on Larson."
"Don't answer me then Banks. I don't really care what your problem is. I mean it isn't like I am marrying this guy or about to have sex with him and even if I was I wouldn't need your permission or approval." I called at his retreating back and I saw him stop for a moment at my words before continuing toward the locker rooms. We are sitting beside the ice rink and they have practice in a half hour.
"Becky give him some time and he will explain it." Charlie says before walking off to follow Adam.
"Hey angel."
"Hey Averman your looking good. I like the hat." I say with a laugh. He has on a goofy looking hat and it is obvious he is going for a laugh with it. I then greet the rest of the team.
"Becky what was that fight with Banksie about?" Russ asked.
"Oh he is upset about my weekend plans. He doesn't like the guy Lexi is setting me up with. He won't explain what he has against Andrew Larson and that is who she is setting me up with." I tell them.
They all seemed to understand why Banks was so upset and the guys rushed off toward the locker room to check on him. "Becky," Julie says as the others leave.
"Yes Jules?" I respond.
"Adam only wants you to be happy. However Banksie is a male and they sometimes say things they don't mean. Right Connie?"
"Right Julie! Besides Adam is having a hard time finding the words to tell the girl he likes that she is on his mind every moment of everyday and that is driving him insane. He doesn't feel he is good enough for her."
"Yeah right like any girl in their right mind would turn Adam Banks, the lead scorer on the varsity hockey team, down for a date. But what does that have to do with Andrew Larson or Chad McGill?" I ask the two girls.
"He used to play on the same team as them until he became a Duck. They had turned their backs on him immediately and never apologized for treating him so bad. That kind of rejection from friends is hard on a person and hurts more than anything." Connie said quietly.
None of us had noticed someone approaching us until they spoke. "Thank you ladies for telling Becky what should have been mine to tell her. I mean I know you guys know it all but don't you think I know my life and my troubles better than anyone else? Now go bug Captain Duck and the others." Adam's voice was full of sarcasm.
They both looked slightly taken back at this and soon walked toward the locker room to get ready for practice. "Adam I still want answers from you. I hate hearing things from others I would rather hear them from the person themselves. You see when I was in the hospital after the accident that left me this way I would find that doctors refused to talk to me but rather told my parents everything and then my parents would hold some information from me."
"Becky I was planning on telling you everything tonight. That is why I went to let your dad know I was missing practice." Adam said quietly and almost tenderly.
"What did he say to that?"
"He said that I could do it after practice but tonight he wanted everyone at the practice. However I do get to be late to practice as long as I take you with me to get what I need." He replies.
"Ok I can do that." I tell him as he begins pushing my chair out of the rink and toward his dormitory. When we arrive at his ground floor room he wheels me in and stops me by his desk. "Won't Charlie mind me being in his room?"
"Hell no he already knew my plan as well. He was there when I told coach." He said as he dug in his closet for something. Soon he was placing a plastic box on my lap. "Will you hold that while I wheel you back to the rink?"
"Sure no problem if you promise to tell me what your problem with my dating Larson would be."
"Deal Becky if you can wait until after practice." He answers just as we reach the rink. He puts on his skates before he kisses my cheek and hits the ice. He stops beside my father and speaks to him then motions toward me. My father smiled at him then at me and nodded his head that he understood.