Hey guys! Sorry this one took so long. I just didn't feel up to typing yesterday. I just got a new of news and it was kind of hard to swallow. It's not about my condition, I'm ok for now, but it was some family issues.

I just wanted to say that, don't get pancreatic cancer, please. There are some steps that help with prevention. Just try them, ok? If you do, it's ok. I mean, it hurts and stuff, and the odds arn't really good, but from when I learned that I got this... I just felt an inner peace, really. If someone you know has cancer, support them. If you see someone who has any kind of it, support them too. It makes all the difference. Thank you all for supporting me. Purple ribbons high, and all the others too! :D

So, Andy and stuff and yes. If you want to talk, follow me on Tumblr! nonsensical noodles . tumblr . com

Umm...Thank you all so much for sticking with me for all these chapters!

I disclaim all that's not mine.

'The most absurd and reckless aspirations have sometimes lead to extrodnary success." - Luc de Claplers

Most people would think that Andy was the type of person who, before a game was serious. Getting her 'game face' on. She's always completely serious on the field. Her gaze strong and steady.

However, it's actually quite opposite. She the type to dance around the locker room listening to songs like 'Footlose' or 'Livin' La Vida Loca'. It lets out all of her nervous energy in a positive way. For games like a World Cup finial, however, she doesn't dance.

Tonight was the game against Mexico. It went fairly well. It took a while, but once the other team was worn out, the goal came. Heather got one, as did Abby. Carli got two. Andy leaves the night with no goals, but two assists, and that's better than nothing.

The next game is what decides the two teams from the CONCACAF region that are going to the Olympics. It was the most important match of the entire tournament.

Andy got a goal and it was beautiful. It was just a shot from outside the box right into the corner. However, she didn't get to stay in.

At a few minutes past half time, she jumps to head the ball down, towards Sydney. She feels an explosion of pain witch causes her to go down. Andy's hands cover her head as she holds back tears. Her fingers feel hot and sticky as she looks up. The camera got her face just in time to show a river of blood going down her face. A clip in the other's players head contacted with her's as they both went for the header. Slowly, Andy gets up and is escorted off the field with some doctors. She sits in her seat as they sub her out for Alex. Andy sits as they break open some first aid kits.

After a few minutes of talking, Andy convinced them to just stitch her head on the side of the field. She didn't want to miss anything.

A few hours after the game, she ended up receiving a call.

"I can not believe you did that Adeline Elane Val," Her mother says.

"It's fine, Mom." Andy says as her legs are getting massaged, not that it felt good, since her muscles were so tense.

"It's not sterile, you could get infected!"

"As opposed to going to a hospital where it's full of people who are sick and can give me the flu or something worse."

"What could be worse?"

"MRSA."

"What?"

"A flesh eating disease," Andy says.

"Adeline, you're being over dramatic."

"No, actually, I'm not. It can live on the skin and the second you get a shot or something of the sort BOOM, my meat is being disintegrated."

"Adeline. Elane. Val."

"I'm fine," Andy says, "Seriously. They're doctors, Mom. Sure, I wasn't in a building, but what difference would it have made? I could have just had my head stapled shut."

"Fine," she says, "Just spare me a heart attack next time."

"No promises," Andy says with a laugh.

"Oh," she says, "And congrats on qualifying!"

"Thanks Mom," Andy says, smiling. "I can't wait to take you to London with me."

"I can't wait to go with you," she says.

"I love you, Momma."

"I love you too."

After the game against Canada, who also qualified for the Olympics the U.S. was the champions of the CONCACAF tournament. The team gets a few weeks off before going back. Andy, however, was sitting in ESPN headquarters in Connecticut for the first day of her break.

Julie Foudy smiles, "About time I get an interview."

Andy just grins, "I like to make people work for them."

She laughs, "It'll be just casual, nothing really that bad, I promise."

"Alright."

"Rolling in three... two... one..." A man yells.

"Hello, and you're watching ESPN, I'm Julie Foudy and here with me is the young and talented, Adeline Val."

Andy smiles, "You know what's funny?"

"What," Julie asks.

"The fact that there's these awesome mugs. You know you're talking a lot and you'd like a nice refreshing sip of water, but, oh, look," Andy flips the mug over, "Nothing at all!"

Julie just shakes her head, "Alright, to business, congrats on securing the ticket to London!"

"Thanks," Andy says, smiling.

"Alright," she says, "Everyone whats to know that now, after some time, that goal... what are your thoughts?"

Andy nods, "You know, to this day, I just don't know how to feel. That goal is probably the pinnacle of my career. I'll never live up to that moment for the rest of my life, and I accept that."

"I think you're just getting started," Julie says, "but, what was it like, seeing it hit the back of the net?"

"I thought it was a dream, like someone was going to pinch me and I'd wake up."

Julie nods, "I know that feeling very well. Anything about that day that really stands out for you?"

"Three things, really," Andy says, "Because of that, my mother stopped drinking cold turkey. I'm so proud of her. My friends I made in Japan where there, it was amazing having them there. Besides the team, I really didn't have many friends, as lame as that sounds."

"And the other thing?"

"After the game and the interview I cut short, I grabbed a flag and went running. Abby hugged me and said 'I knew you wouldn't let us down'...To have the best currently playing forward in the world to tell you that... It just makes me feel great. I've never even told her how much that means to me. She helped me a lot when I joined actually."

"How so?"

"I'd always ask her 'Am I doing this right?' or 'What can I do to get better?', things like that. She'd always have an answer to help me. Even today that means a lot. she's a role model for the kind of person I want to be like, when I'm in her shoes with a rookie asking me things like that."

"Time for the lightning round," She says, "I like doing these, because... well, I can."

"Go for it," Andy says.

"Boxers or briefs?"

"Commando."

"Really?"

Andy laughs, "Not at all! Boxers!"

"Coke or Pepsi?"

"Pepsi."

"Chocolate or Vanilla?"

"Caramel."

She gives Andy a weird look, "That wasn't one of the options."

"But it's clearly the superior one."

"Zombies or Werewolves?"

"Zombies."

"Star Wars or Lord of the Rings?"

"Star Wars... but just a tad. I'm such a damn nerd."

"Jacob Black or Edward Cullen?"

"Buffy, to kill them both. I hate Twilight."

"Italian food or Japanese food?"

"Food in general."

Alright," she says, "We've got one last surprise for you."

A man walks out, his smile big and bright, "Hello, Adeline."

"Hi?"

"I'm Kasim Reed, the mayor of Atlanta."

"Shut the front door," Andy says, since she can't cuss really.

He laughs, "I'm here to present to you the key to the city of Atlanta for showing everyone what true determination and hard work can do, as well as representing the city as a local."

"Is this for real," Andy says, looking over at Julie.

"He's actually been trying to get in touch with you, to present this to you for a long time."

Andy smiles and stands. She takes the rather large, ornate key and looks at it. It says her name, today's date and 'Atlanta GA' on it. She smiles at him as they pause for people to take pictures. She looks up at it, "Thank you, Mr. Mayor," She says, "It means a lot to me that the place I come from does recognize me."

"More than just Atlanta recognizes you," He says, "The world does."

Andy sits on her first class seat on the plane going back to Japan (not that she wanted to, but, Kyoya was the one that booked her flight after all). She's currently in Hong Kong with one of the blankets around her and a frown on her face. From Connecticut to Atlanta, from there to London, then Paris, then Germany, and then, finally, where she is now. Her eyes are dark. She'd been trying to get back to Japan for 26 hours now. She hasn't slept or bathed. She's had food, thankfully, though she'd getting rather hungry already. Not food, per say, but candy. One called 'Plopp' from Sweden... it had caramel, or course she'd eat it.

Now, however, she was waiting for sometime to (Hopefully) sleep on this closed her eyes and waited for the moment for them to tell her she can put her seat back. She can tell someone is taking their seat to the one to her left, though, unless it was Kyoya or her mother, she's not even bothered to try and make small talk.

That is, until she hear that person speak.

"I never thought I'd see you here, Adeline."

Andy's eyes snapped open, her head quickly turning. Next to her was none other than Mr. and Mrs. Ootori.

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