In the stands, Jesse jumped to his feet like everyone else trying to see if Adam was all right. He made his way down to the entrance to the ice.

Coach Orion hurried onto the ice to check on his fallen player. He looked at the wrist and knew from experience that there was something very wrong with it.

Adam opened his eyes and looked at the trainer and Coach Orion. "I'm okay." He said trying to get up.

"Hold on a second. I think you need to have that wrist x-rayed." The trainer said. "Can you stand?" He asked. Adam nodded. He knew the trainer was right. There was something wrong with his wrist. It hurt even more now then it did at the Junior Goodwill Games. With the help of Orion and the trainer, he was back on his feet. The crowd started applauding.

Adam saw Jesse standing there watching. "Can Jesse come with me?" He asked. The trainer nodded and the three of them walked to his car.

Coach Orion went back to the rest of the Ducks. He frowned when he noticed the player who had knocked Adam down was not even penalized. The ref shrugged and said that it did not look intentional. "We've still got ten minutes left in this game." He said and got their attention back on to the game. He knew it would be hard for them since their minds were on Adam.

***
A half-hour later in the emergency room of a hospital in Minneapolis Minnesota, Jesse was pacing. He had not been allowed to go in with Adam. The trainer had gone to call Adam's parents.

He looked up when he heard a group of people walking his way. He looked up and saw the rest of the team and Coach Orion. The other Ducks had not even changed from the game. "Heard anything?" Coach Orion asked.

"Not yet." Jesse said not stopping his pacing. The other ducks sat in the chairs waiting impatiently.

Phil and Sharon Banks entered the emergency room five minutes later. "Have you heard anything about Adam?" Phil asked Coach Orion after introductions were made.

"Not yet. Hopefully the doctor will be out soon."

"What happened?" Sharon asked. She and her husband hadn't been listening to the game on the radio. They were quite shocked when the trainer called and said that Adam was in the hospital emergency room.

"He took a hard check into the boards and the other player fell on top of him. Banks...Er Adam landed on his right hand it looked like." Orion said.

Before any more questions could be asked, the doctor joined them. He looked at everyone and asked, "Are the Banks here?"

"Yes right here. My name is Phil Banks and this is my wife Sharon. Is Adam all right?"

"His wrist is in pretty bad shape. I have talked to his doctor, so I know about the previous injury to the wrist. I talked to Adam about any problems he may have been having with the wrist lately and he said he had injured it again at a previous game?" He looked at them.

"He was taping up his wrist today but he always does that." Charlie said.

"Mr. and Mrs. Banks I would like to show you the x-rays and discuss your son's wrist in private." The doctor said looking at the eleven teenagers, a coach, and a trainer all gathered in the waiting room. He led Mr. and Mrs. Banks into the examining room that Adam was in. He put up the x-rays. "As you can see, Adam, your wrist is broken in several places. What I suggest is surgery for it to put bolts in to hold the wrist together until the bone starts to heal. I believe that after that is done you should have no problem returning to hockey next season."