"Taxi!" a twenty or so year old British woman yelled out into the rainy road in front of the air port. She was soaked. Her wet curls clung to her face as she ran to meet the yellow car that had pulled up for her.

"Where to miss?"

" The University of Minnesota's ice rink please."

The rest of the ride was silent. She sat thinking. He had forgotten about her. Her flight had landed early that morning and he had promised to pick her up. He missed her college graduation, hell he'd missed her high school years but now that her mom had died she knew that he'd want her back in the states.

"Here you are miss."

"Thank you." She gracefully got out of the back seat and paid the man. She grabbed her bag and went into the ice rink and to her new job and family.

"Herb, there is some one who wants to see you." Doc said as he entered the room "its just a sprain he should be ok to play."

"Thanks Doc. Send who ever it is in."

"Hello Father." With those two words Herb looked up from his papers.

"Sara?"

"Surprised to see me? You should be or maybe not. did you just conveniently decide to leave me at the air port so you didn't have to deal with me?"

" Your flight was today?"

"Yes and now if you excuse me I need to go find the head of the this deal and go sign in since I am the official PR and lawyer to the hockey team. Good bye Father." She walked out of the room leaving a stunned Herb and a very stunned Coach Patrick behind.

"Who was that?"

"My daughter."

After the try outs Sara walked out to the locker rooms. She knew he'd be here, it was his dream to play on this team.

"MAC!" she yelled "get your scrawny Minnesota ass out here right now before I come in and drag you out." She heard a loud thunk. Ah ha she thought I have found him. Five minutes later out came a young man with no shirt no shoes and wet hair.

"Sara?"

"Of course it's me. Do you know any other red heads that have lived in England with their mothers for eight years?"

"Oh my God. You're back. You're here. When? How? Why?"

" I know. Today. A plane and a cab to the U. I am the United States Olympic men's hockey teams PR and lawyer. Since I just finished my law degree at Oxford University and my mom passed away last month I figured it was time I saw my other family." She spat the last word out. Mac knew that she hated her father for leaving her mother after he found out she was pregnant. He knew it hurt her. They had been friends during school, when she and her mom still lived in the states, they were best friends, he was ecstatic she was here for this.

"Aunt Leah died?"

"Yeah a month ago, it was the cancer." Mac immediately hugged her. The other guys were coming out of the locker room. They were all thinking the same thing, who's the hottie?

"Hey," she said, "we don't need to get all mushy. Lets go find out if Herb put you on the team."