AN: I don't any of the characters in this story, Disney do. Please be nice, this is only my second fanfiction story. I hope you enjoy.

"Guy, seriously we have to talk about this," Connie yelled after her husband as he disappeared up the stairs.

"What is there to talk about? Which ever way you look at this I can't play hockey anymore, life as we know it is going to change. Right now though I just need to go to bed," Guy shouted, not bothering to stop walking upstairs. Connie watched as her husband vanished from her vision and felt her legs crumbling under her, causing her to fall to the floor, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Mum. It's going to be alright," Eve was Connie and Guy's daughter, born almost a year after her parents graduated from college. Despite being the youngest in the family, she had always been the strongest and had often been what had kept Connie and Guy together when they fought. Now was no different

Eve still showed the signs of being the one that kept the family together. Guy had been seriously injured, the doctors said that he would be lucky if he ever walked again, basically ending his career, a fact that he couldn't deal with. Yet he still had managed to walk and for a while, everything was bright and happy again.

Guy walked but with a limp and often needed the assistance of a walking stick. He realised that he would never be able play hockey again. This was killing him inside and he was taking his pain out on everyone around him, including those close to him.

~ Flashback ~

The buzzing and the beeping scared him and he instantly started panicking moving everything to make sure that he was okay. His panic slowly died down as he realised that everything was alright. The panic returned immediately as a shearing pain went up his right leg as he tried lifting it.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" A voice asked him. Turning he saw Connie who appeared to have been sitting there the entire time.

"Sore," Was all he could saw through gritted teeth. Realising that he was awake the doctor came in and explained what was wrong with him.

"You shattered the bone in your lower leg. We had to put screws in there to hold the bone in place. You'll be lucky if you can ever walk again," The doctor said. Guy heard Connie thanking the doctor but it didn't matter. He couldn't play hockey, nothing mattered anymore. He was a failure to his family.

~ End Flashback ~

oOo

A ringing phone caused someone to start groaning. Heaving his exhausted body out of his bed, Charlie Conway, went over to answer the phone.

"What?" He asked rather bitterly. Annoyed at being disturbed from his peaceful slumber.

"Definitely one to understand phone etiquette , Spazway," A voice said laughing.

"Haha, very funny Cake-Eater. Do you know what time it is? Adam, you saw me 3 hours ago and you will see me in another 6 hours. What is so important that it couldn't wait?"

"Julie just had a call from a rather upset Connie," Adam replied. "It's Guy. Connie doesn't think that she can cope," At hearing Connie and Guy in the same sentence Charlie felt the blood drain from his face.

"What's wrong?" Charlie asked.

"I don't know. Through the crying, Julie managed to make out that Connie needs help,"

"Anything else?"

"Nope, sorry. Julie and I are going over there now. You coming?"

"Yeah. See you soon," Charlie hung up the phone. "Sorry muscles, but this is more important," He muttered to himself as he frantically started searching for his car keys.

oOo

"Hey Connie. It's going to be alright. He's going to get better," Julie said as she rubbed her best friend's arm. Connie sat with her head in her hands. Her daughter and her best friend doing their best to comfort her.

"He's not my Guy. He's not the man that I married," Connie whimpered between sobs.

Ding Dong.

"That will be Charlie," Adam said as he went to answer the door. Returning with Charlie, the two males went to see their 'friend'.

Searching around upstairs they eventually found that the bedroom door was closed. After knocking, waiting, knocking again and still receiving no answer, the two barged into the room.

"What do you want?" Guy asked annoyed at the unwelcome visitors.

"To talk," Adam replied calmly, answering before a rather wound up Charlie had the chance.

"What do you want to talk about? The fact that I'm making my wife cry? That I'm a failure to my daughter or that I have lost my dream? Sure, let's talk," Guy replied. Charlie had just about lost his temper completely and Adam couldn't hold him back any longer.

"Shut Up Germaine," Charlie shouted. "You haven't even bothered to try, have you? You've sat around here and sulked. Look at yourself. Look what you've become. The doctors said that you would never walk again and yet you can walk. You might not have hockey, but you certainly have a loving family that some people would die to have. Start doing things for yourself. If you looked at what you could do, you'd realise that you would have so much,"

There was silence for a while. Adam sighed while Guy just sat there a little shocked. Slowly Guy let the information sink in.

"I guess I have been a bit of a jerk lately," Guy finally said, breaking a very awkward silence.

"No shit, Sherlock," Adam replied, slightly relieved. "You heard the words 'never walk again' and immediately gave up. You didn't even bother to look what other possibilities there are. Whether there was anything else that could be done to help you,"Guy sighed and looked up.

"No I didn't. I gave up, I s'pose, and I pushed everyone away,"

"First thing that you've got right all day," Charlie responded.

"I'm sorry guys," Guy said.

"Apology accepted, but we're not the ones that you should be apologising too. There are two people downstairs that are wondering what has happened to their father and husband," Adam said.

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