Summary: The week is coming to an end and everyone makes the most of their last day. Dates are taking place, apologies are about to be made, and something sinister seems to be lurking around the corner. What could possibly happen in this last day of freedom?

Disclaimer: Do not and never will own the Mighty Ducks (movies and characters alike)

A/N: Another chappie yay! I have to say that this story is nearing its end and hopefully it's not going to be a lame end This chapter is a much longer one and might get a little mushy. Special thanks to Green Fern for waiting it out. I promise to update as soon as I can. Please enjoy reading!

Expecting the Unexpected

Chapter 10: Dates, Discussions, and Disasters

Recap: Guy feeling guilty. Connie/Julie/Weyden time. Stansson's evil plans. Gunnar asking Julie out on a date.

"Connie, are you sure this outfit is okay? I mean, what if I get cold? Shouldn't I bring like a jacket or something?"

"Jules, it's in the high 80s right now. I doubt you are going to need a jacket."

"I meant later in the day. You know how the temperature drops 20 degrees! I don't want to be shivering. That would be so not cute."

"Then let's just assume that he's bringing his jacket and like the gentleman that we know he is, he can loan his to you. Come on Cat Lady, you look awesome and you should probably put your shoes on because the Viking God is about to knock on our door."

Julie Gaffney rolled her eyes at her best friend calling Gunnar the "Viking God." Not that she was disagreeing, but what a nickname. Seconds later a knock sounded on the door indicating that he was there.

"C'mon! Go!" Connie said as she pushed Julie towards the door. "Go get him tiger!"

Julie eyed the brunette woman before asking, "Conns…are you gonna be okay? You know, when you meet up with Guy?"

Connie sighed. "Jules, I'll be fine. I'm not going to rip his head off if that's what you're worried about. Now don't think about me. Go have fun with Gunnar and you WILL be spilling details when you get back!"

With the others

"Yo Russ, Averman! You guys wanna see what's downtown? I really don't want to stay here and listen to Tibbles go on about hockey and how much we've grown."

"Oh come on Charlie. Isn't that what you've always wanted to hear? That you've grown up and you're not that little kid that followed coach everywhere?" teased Averman.

"Averman, I swear you're the one that hasn't grown," Banks said.

"Hey y'all" Dwayne drawled. "Y'all wanna ask the others if they wanna come too?"

"Good idea. Hey guys! We're going downtown if you want to tag along!" Charlie yelled towards the bigger group lounging around, effectively catching the attention of both Ducks and Vikings. There was some talk before the group was literally split in half. One group was heading downtown and the other group decided to see what was in the opposite direction.

"Alright, see you guys later! Tell us if you find anything interesting," Charlie told the other group.

"Or ANYONE interesting," added Niesel, making them all laugh.

"Oh, we'll make sure to tell you guys if we find any babes," Portman assured him.

"Yes, Niesel. Maybe we can find you an American girlfriend who will not stalk you when you decide to break up!" Weyden said to the Viking goalie's retreating back. He was rewarded with a glare.

"Whoa wait. What about stalking and ex-girlfriends?" inquired Portman to a laughing Weyden.

"Come, let us walk and I will tell you about Niesel's women troubles."

It had almost been two weeks and it was easy to see that both teams have grown to enjoy each other's company. It was amazing how being in such close quarters for such a short time can bring rivals together. Despite their earlier differences, there was no resentment between the two teams. There were talks of visiting each other when the ordeal was over. There were even talks of attending the same colleges between the two groups. All seems to be well; however the same could not be said for the two coaches. Although Bombay was happy to see the teens getting along, as they should be (they were too young to be holding lifetime grudges), Stansson was a different matter.

"Yeesh! He looks like he sat on something sharp and it got lodged up his a-"

"Gordon Bombay!" chastised Michelle. "You're lucky that he's not around to hear you say that."

"With the way he is going, I doubt he would care at all."

"Maria! I didn't see you there. Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that," apologized Bombay.

"I do not care," said the Viking trainer. "Well, let me rephrase that. I should care, but I do not. Wolf has been very strict on the boys. He trains them hard into the ground. I am surprised that they are all still here. I had expected them to leave once the Goodwill Games were over. Anyways, I came here to tell you to be careful. I think he is about to do something drastic. I overheard him talking to someone on the phone about making something look like an accident. I do not like the sound of it and I just hope that he does not do anything illegal. Please be careful."

"Maria-"

"I cannot say anymore now. I have to go, he is calling me. Michelle, be careful. If he finds out what you have done, I cannot guarantee what he will do. He may have enough common sense to not lay a finger on a woman, but anything else, he is not above doing. Good-bye."

Bombay and Michelle watched Maria walk away, her warning lingering heavily in the air.

"Do you think he would really do something?" Michelle asked, her voice laced with worry.

"I don't know, Michelle. I don't know."

A random picnic site

Two people sat comfortably on a blanket, their lunch displayed before them. The sun was shining brightly and there was a small breeze to counter the heat. It seemed like a perfect setting except for the heavy silence between the two currently sitting on the blanket. The woman waited patiently for her partner to speak, sensing that he needed to say something.

"Um, well if you want to eat, go ahead," the man said. The woman nodded her head, but made no move towards the food.

"Okay, I suppose I should just get this out now. Look, Connie, I didn't mean to lash out at you like that. I'm, well I'm-"

"Sorry?" interrupted Connie. "Just say it Guy, it's not that hard."

"Yes, okay I'm sorry. But, I had my own reasons for saying that stuff. I just…I didn't like seeing you with Olaf."

"Guy thanks for your concern, but I can take care of myself."

"That's not it! I don't think he's good for you. You don't know if he's really changed or not. For all we know, he could just be pretending. I just don't want to see you get hurt."

Connie looked at the man who she had spent most of her life with. She knew he was refraining from saying what he really meant. He had forgotten that she was the one person he couldn't lie to. "Guy, what do you really want to say?" she asked him.

"What? What do you mean? I'm telling you why I flipped out on you Friday night."

"No, you're telling me what I want to hear. You're holding something back; you're not telling me everything. Come on, out with it. I'd rather you not beat around the bush."

"I'm not holding anything back! Why won't you believe me? Like I said before, I don't want you to get hurt. I think it's too so-" Guy stopped himself before he revealed what he was truly feeling. He didn't want Connie to know that a year seemed too soon. He wanted her to wait longer to see if she no longer had feelings for him.

"You think it's too soon!" Connie exclaimed, her voice rising a little. Guy knew he should have stopped himself sooner, but when it came to her, he seemed to lack a filter.

"No, that's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean? It's been a year Guy. I think that's a reasonable amount of time for us to find ourselves without each other. At least I wasn't with some random dude a week after we broke up. I was hurting at that time Guy and I was not looking for rebound partners. I gave myself time to get used to not being with you all the time. Believe me, it was hard, but I think I deserve something now. Don't you?"

"Do you like him that much?"

"What? Who?"

"Olaf, Connie! Do you like him that much? I remember when you said you hated him. I remember you saying you would punch him the moment you saw him again. And what do you do instead? You go off and dance with him! That's a far cry from punching if you ask me."

Connie had been on the verge of flying off the handle and living up to her nickname of "The Velvet Hammer." But hearing Guy's last words, she realized what he was trying to say.

"Is that what this is all about?" she asked softly, looking Guy in the eyes. "Guy, he's been so nice to me. He's been polite, not like the arrogant ass he was four years ago. He even apologized to me for the crap he did back then. He's changed, Guy. I know you see that too. But to answer your question; yes, I do like Olaf, but I don't know if I like him more than a friend. That Friday night, he only asked me to dance and without any thought, I just decided to go with it."

"I know he's changed Conns. They all have and thank God for that. I don't think I told you, but the very first night we were all thrown together, he said sorry to Banksie for what he did. The four of us, Gunnar, Olaf, me, and Banksie, we all got along right off the bat." There was short pause before he continued. "He's interested in you, you know? That's part of the reason why I got so upset. I wanted to tell him to back off, but I had no place to say that. Sorry, Conn, I still care a lot about you and it's hard knowing that you don't feel the same."

"Oh Guy," Connie sighed. "I do care about you. I will always care about you. There is no way I could ever forget the time we were together. You'll always have a place in my heart, but I just think that we've gotten so used to each other. It's like a routine and I don't want that for us. You deserve better than that."

"That's really a lot to take in, but I guess I should be happy that you still care about me. You'll always have a place in my heart too. Jeez that sounded corny, but it's true. I'm sorry again for yelling at you and if you do decide that you like Olaf, then I guess I can support you. You know, even though I said he wasn't good for you, somehow I feel that he really is."

Connie smiled, "Yeah? You think so too?"

Sightseeing around the lake

Julie and Gunnar spent the better half of the day walking (hand in hand to Julie's delight) around the edge of the lake and exploring the stores and other attractions around it. Along the way they met many interesting people, some who recognized them from the Goodwill Games four years ago. It was now in the late afternoon and though the forecast called for hot weather well into the night, it looked like Mother Nature decided to take a turn. The temperature had dropped at least 15 degrees and the wind was blowing harder than it had earlier. Julie involuntarily shuddered when another gust of wind came by. She hugged herself, wishing she had brought a jacket like she originally planned to. Damn Connie for talking her out of it. She was about to suggest to Gunnar to find a warm place to sit when she felt a small weight drop on her shoulders. She looked down to see Gunnar's own jacket covering her. She looked to the Icelander beside her, now only clad in jeans and a short sleeve shirt.

"Oh, but won't you be cold?" Julie asked her companion, feeling happy and guilty at the same time.

"I will be fine. You on the other hand are shivering rather uncontrollably." Gunnar placed his hand on her cheek. "We need to get you somewhere nice and warm. You feel quite cold"

Julie smiled and pulled the jacket tighter around her. "Well thank you for lending me your jacket, but you are right. We should get inside. I don't want you to be cold either. How about we go get dinner?"

"Yes, that sounds perfect," Gunnar replied. "You are still cold," he stated soon after seeing Julie shudder again.

"Sorry," Julie mumbled. "I don't mean to. It's kind of involuntary, but the jacket is warming me up."

"Let us go get our dinner then, yes?" Gunnar suggested, to which Julie nodded her approval. The Viking star then wrapped an arm around the fair haired goalie and pulled her closer to him. Julie leaned into him and smiled, wishing the day wouldn't end so soon.

The pair arrived at a fairly well known Indian restaurant and they were seated quickly after. Minutes later they were delving into their food. Neither one uttered a word for quite some time as they were busy eating and observing the restaurant.

"So," Gunnar started after taking a long drink from his glass. "Did you have fun today? I know it was not very exciting to be just walking around a lake, but I thought it would be a nice change from the fast pace of the past week."

"I had tons of fun today! It's been a while since I've just walked around and relaxed. I loved meeting those people we met today. Especially that older European woman who went off talking about how we would make beautiful babies! It was kind of awkward at first, but what's the harm in letting her imagine."

Gunnar laughed, remembering that conversation. The old woman was convinced the two (Julie and Gunnar) would be married within a couple years and would be producing "beautiful babies that will capture the hearts of everyone around them." Although he had taken it as a joke, the thought presented itself in his mind several times throughout the day.

"I am glad you enjoyed yourself today. It has been a while since I have been on a date. I almost did not ask you, but Olaf and Gustav convinced me and now I am happy they did."

Julie laughed. "You have smart friends there," she commented. "So what about you? Did you have fun today?"

"That question does not even need to be answered. Any man would take pleasure in spending a day with a beautiful woman like you. I hope I am not being to forward, but after this game is over, I do hope to see you again?"

Julie resisted the urge to jump up and do a happy dance, so instead she settled for looking Gunnar in his eyes and saying yes. However, her answer was left unsaid as she found herself lost in those eyes. She could never figure out what color they were. At times they looked to be blue and yet other times, they seemed to have hints of green. Such beautiful eyes. She could stare into them forever and never tire. In fact, she was so absorbed in his eyes that she didn't notice his face getting closer. She suddenly remembered that he had asked a question and snapped out of her trance. It was only then that she registered how close their faces were. She parted her lips to let out a small "eep!" of surprise, but was interrupted when she felt Gunnar's lips on her own.

Uptown boys

"Oh hey, that chick's pretty hot," commented Portman as he watched a leggy blonde walk down the other side of the street.

"No, no no. That one right there with the blue shirt is better."

"Are you all blind! That woman in the red top beats out every other one here!"

They boys were currently eating their dinner at a diner with an outside patio. Because of their large group, they had taken over the patio. They had spent the day exploring the upper side of the town/city and found it to be quite rural. They found a skate park and tried their hand at skateboarding, which some found to be easy. Then they were chased out of a high fashion store doing the same thing that some Ducks had done four years ago. (A/N: When Averman, Goldberg, Dwayne, and Jesse had their little "shopping" adventure).

Jesse observed the interactions between his own teammates and the Icelanders. They looked normal, just like a group of friends hanging out on a summer night. Joking around, arguing about which girl passing by is better looking, typical "guy" stuff. Then he turned to Olaf who was sitting next to him.

"So, Olaf. Where's your body double?

"Huh?" the Icelander asked intelligently.

"Haha, sorry. I meant where's Gunnar?"

"Oh, yes. Well, he is out with a certain Lady Duck. It was rather annoying watching him decided whether to ask her on a date or not so Gustav and I pushed him."

"Whoo nice going, but I think you may have made a certain cake eat-Banksie sad."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't tell me you haven't noticed? Adam is so into Julie, it's not even funny. Oh crap, maybe I shouldn't have told you that. Oh well. But like I was saying, if Adam finds out, I don't think he's gonna be too happy about it."

"You make it sound like he will do something about it."

"Oh no! Don't misunderstand. He's going to be upset, but he's a good guy. He's not gonna do something stupid to break Gunnar and Julie up. But since, we're on the topic. What about you?"

"Me? I would never do that. Did I not just say I had to push Gunnar into asking her out?"

"I wasn't talking about Julie man," Jesse said, looking at Olaf carefully. "I was referring to Connie."

Before Olaf could answer, a unpleasant hacking noise came from the other side of the table. One of the Duck members seemed to be choking on a piece of food. However, when one of the Icelander's performed the Heimlich maneuver, nothing was dislodged. Suddenly, Goldberg's breath came in wheezes and his face paled and began turning blue.

"OH SHIT! SOMEONE CALL 9-1-1!"

Now what have our downtown boys been up to?

"I'm walkin' on sunshine! WOOAHH!"

"Averman shut up! I swear to God you have lost your sense of inhibition," Charlie yelled at his friend who was currently singing "Walking on Sunshine" at the top of his lungs. Passerby's laughed at the group, some even clapped.

"Oh you are just joking Charlie," Amssalik spoke. "You know you enjoy his singing. In fact, why do we not all join him!"

"Don't you dare start singing too!" exclaimed the Duck captain. The group laughed and continued walking down the street.

"I'm beginning to think this was a bad idea," Charlie commented to Adam walking beside him.

The other man laughed. "Are you kidding me! This is priceless. I'm just glad that we're not at each other's throats now. Oh hey, it's probably not any of my business, but what's up with Guy and Connie?"

"Uh, well, they had a bit of a falling out. You remember Friday night? When Olaf and Connie were dancing." Adam nodded his head. "Yeah, well Guy just kinda lost it and went off on Connie about it. They were outside so that's why we didn't see any of it, but I guess they were yelling at each other for a good part of the night."

"Damn that sucks! He still cares about her." The last part was said as statement more than a question.

"Yeah, they're gonna talk about it today. Well, I'm assuming they already talked it over. Hopefully they don't end up screaming at each other again."

There was a slight pause before Adam said anything. "He likes her you know."

"I'd expect him to. I mean they dated for so long. You never really saw one without the other."

"No Charlie. Not Guy. I'm talking about Olaf. He likes Connie. I've seen the way he is around her. That Friday night was just the beginning."

Charlie was startled at Adam's words, but he could not deny that he was recently thinking the same thing. "I know what you mean. I thought I was just seeing things, but he's been really nice to her and Connie acts differently when she's around him."

"You mean that she actually acts like a girl?"

They share a laugh and run to catch up with the rest of their group who had stopped and were staring into one of the restaurants.

"Hey guys, what're you all staring at?" questioned Charlie. Niesel pointed to a particular window. Charlie followed his finger and rendered speechless at what he saw. He then whipped his head around to look at Adam, who at that moment was struggling to keep a composed face.

On the other side of the glass that everyone was staring through was none other than their Viking captain and Lady Duck goalie. And they were kissing.

"Adam-" Charlie began, but was cut off when a screeching of tires burst the silence then everything turned upside down. A green pickup truck came around the corner followed by a police car. The truck was heading towards a black Cadillac on the other lane, but the driver managed to crank the wheel only to drive into the pedestrian crossing. Which a fellow Duck was currently crossing.

"RUSS WATCH OUT!"