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A/N: This is the sequel to the other Mighty Ducks fic "The Way Things Are". We recommend you read that one first. However, this can also be read as a stand-alone story. Please read and review.
Chapter 12
September 20th, 1997 10:00 am
Bella's POV:
I spent the night on Charlies couch since it was a Friday night, so I was all clear since Ollie was covering for me. Some of the other Ducks dropped by asking how things were and by other Ducks I mean Portman, Fulton and Julie. The others didn't really get it. Sure, they're worried but they don't quite understand.
….
Three hours later 1:00pm
I was sitting next to Adam's bed when a couple of nurses walked in, did a few checks down a check list and then hooked him up to an IV filled with blood.
"What's that?" I asked.
"His blood type AB negative,' one of the nurses responded. 'The doctor wants to fill him up for all the blood that he's lost, he's going to need quite a bit more though."
"Do you think we have the same blood type?" I asked.
"Probably, you're his twin sister. Right?" asked the other nurse.
"Yeah," I said.
"If you're willing to figure it out, just head up to level 8 and you will find the donation center," the first nurse said.
"Thank you," I said.
I walked out of Adam's room and made my way to the elevator.
"Hey, where are you headed?" Charlie asked.
"To donate blood, I'll be back," I said.
I saw Charlie, Bombay and Ollie get up and leave. They followed me up to the donation center. They caught up to me as I began to talk to a third nurse at the desk of the donation center.
Charlie's POV
"I'm sorry honey, but you're too young. The state of Minnesota requires donating people to be 17 years old, 15 with parental consent," said a nurse that was at the desk. She oversaw the donation center.
"Can I sign the consent form, I'm her brother?" Ollie piped up.
"Depends, how old are you?" The nurse asked.
"Twenty-one," Ollie said.
Bombay shook his head before he said, "Ollie, the State of Minnesota requires you to be twenty-five years or older before you can give legal consent to a minor like Bella or Adam."
"THIS IS WHY I LIVE IN FUCKING FRANCE! I HATE THIS STATE!" Ollie yelled.
"Ollie calm down," Bombay said.
"Are you sure you want to do this Bells?' I asked, she nodded. 'Your parents would never let you."
"I'm 15 tomorrow, Charlie. I am not waiting two more years,' Bella said. I mentally kicked myself for not remembering their birthday. 'Who knows what will happen to Adam by then. It's a rare type. Unless…" Bella then turned her gaze towards Bombay.
"Oh no, no, no. No way. Do you realize how much trouble I could get into?" Bombay asked.
"What do the legal courts have to do with Bella?" I asked.
"I'm not talking about the courts, Charlie. I'm talking about Michele, Phillip and Seraphina," Bombay said.
"You're scared of Mom and Dad, aren't you?" Ollie smirked.
"He could file a lawsuit. You three have no idea what it's like to face Phillip in court. You think Seraphina's mad when she's yelling at you? She is a puppy dog compared to your father as you may know. He will cut you off at the knees and keep cutting. I had to go up against him when I was a law student and it wasn't pretty," Bombay said.
"That's true, remember when I was 17 and I totaled, the Lexus? I never thought I'd hear the end of it," Ollie said.
"That was when you hit the telephone pole?" Bella asked.
"I hit a deer and then a pole," Ollie said solemnly.
"You were grounded for, what, six months?" Bella asked.
"Nine. I only just got off when I moved into the dorm for college," Ollie said.
Bella turned back to Coach before she said, "Come on please?"
Coach rolled his eyes before he said, "I'll talk to Michele."
"Thank you," Bella said and then she threw her arms around his waist.
The nurse at the desk cleared her throat before she said, "We'll have to wait until she is actually fifteen and I am going to need a birth certificate and another form of identification."
"26 hours and 47 minutes until I'm 15," Bella said looking at her watch.
"Why two forms of ID?" I asked.
"To verify birth date and time," the nurse said.
"Same as Adam except seventeen minutes later. Could I use my passport?" Bella asked.
"You may, but I need it in writing," the nurse said.
"Okay," Bella said.
Bella's POV
As soon as Ollie and I arrived at home I began rifling through my dad's desk trying to find my passport and birth certificate.
"Looking for something Ace?" Dad asked, walking in.
"Yeah my birth certificate and passport," I said.
"Oh, you won't find them in there, they're in the safe. What do you need them for exactly?" Dad asked.
"Just something for Adam," I said and then I regretted what I said the moment I said it, I should have just lied.
"ISABELLA LILLIAN BANKS, YOU ARE TO STAY AWAY FROM HIM! YOU UNDERSTAND? HE IS NOT YOUR FAMILY ANYMORE!" Dad exploded.
"HOW DARE YOU,' I screamed back. 'YOU MAY NOT SEE HIM AS YOUR SON ANYMORE, BUT HE SURE AS HELL IS MY BROTHER!"
"STAY AWAY FROM HIM AND YOUR LITTLE DUCK FRIENDS TOO!" Dad yelled.
"OH, FUCK OFF!" I said.
He slapped me before he said, "YOU WATCH YOUR MOUTH YOUNG LADY AND YOU ARE NOT GETTING THOSE PAPERS!"
"TRY AND STOP ME!" I yelled as I turned for the steps.
"YOU WON'T GET VERY FAR!" Dad yelled as I ran out. I couldn't take it anymore.
If this was what it was like for me, I can only imagine what Adam must have felt over the past few years. I climbed up to my room and called McGill, he was sort of the Portman of the Hawks. The one who looked older than he was and had some rather questionable skills.
"Hey McGill, you wouldn't by chance know how to crack a safe would you?" I asked.
"I'll be right over," McGill said.
I grinned as I hung up. I could always find a way around Dad's restrictions. He never said anything about the Hawks.
…..
McGill, Larson and Johnson arrived 40 minutes later.
"It's good to be back," Larson announced stepping over the threshold.
"Shut your mouth, idiot. I am not technically supposed to have you here, but Dad never explicitly said anything about the Hawks so…. let's break into a safe," I said.
"Wait, are your parents here?" Johnson said.
"Only Ollie, but still I don't want to get caught. Come on guys, the safe's in my dad's office, downstairs. I'm going to go and see how much time we have," I said and then I climb up the stairs as the boys started their descent to the basement.
I peeked into Ollie's room; he was on the phone. Thank God I thought, then I quickly went down to the basement to check on the boy's progress.
When I got there, I got asked by Larson, "Ace, what exactly are we doing this for?"
"Oh, of course, you don't know," I said and then I filled them in on everything, specifically why I needed the documents.
Fifty minutes later….
"Alright, I got it. Right four times to 19, Left three times to 12, Right two times to 98 and then left to 63.
"98 and 63,' I said while writing down the numbers. 'Mine and Ollie's jersey numbers."
"CLUNK!" went the safe. Then McGill opened the door.
Larson began to rifle through the safe before he said, "Mainly watches and jewelry here."
"Hey Ace, there is an accordion file with some documents here, filed under letters A, I, O, P and S," McGill said.
"Check I and then A," I said.
"Why A?" Larson asked.
"I think that Adam might want his," I said.
Going through my stuff from the accordion file cause a strange sensation of déjà vu. There were pictures from my peewee days and before. There was one picture that really startled me. From when I couldn't have been more than Four Years old. It was me, Adam, Ollie and Dad playing on the pond just outside of the house. We were all smiling together.
IT must have been from before the auto accident. Not many people are aware but when we were born Dad was playing in the NHL for the Minnesota North Stars. His career ended abruptly when his knee blew out when Adam and I were about a year and a half old. Dad would skate around and teach us how to do it, after his professional career was done. He decided to go to law school and become a lawyer. A few weeks before our fifth birthday he was in a car accident and when he recovered from it. Dad began to work Adam and I into the ground. Ultimately, he played through us.
That's why it made him mad when we had to transfer to a different team that didn't have a track record of producing champions. When Adam quit Varsity, dad couldn't take it. We both take after Dad in some way, but Adam lives and breathes hockey. Just like Dad and it almost kills them to have it ripped away.
"I found them," I said pocketing the picture and grabbing my things. "Get Adam's quickly my parents will be home soon," I said.
"Aren't you worried about what your brother might have to say?" I heard the voice behind us.
"Ollie," I said and then started to turn white.
Ollie crossed his arms across his chest before he said, "Issy what the hell are you doing? You're grounded. You're not supposed to have anyone over."
I then heard the garage door.
"Shit give me Adam's and get out of here," I said.
"How?" Johnson asked.
"Um out the backdoor," I decided.
"What?" Larson said.
"Just do it, please?" I said.
"Okay," McGill said.
"Bye Bells," Johnson said.
"See ya, Ace," Larson said.
Once they were gone, I asked, "Please tell me that you're not going to tell him?"
"Why shouldn't I?" Ollie asked.
"Because you were on the phone to Francesca and we both know Dad doesn't approve," I said with a sickly-sweet smile.
"You can't prove anything," Ollie said.
"Oh, but I can," I taunted.
Ollie rolled his eyes before he said, "Look, don't tell Mom and Dad about Francesca and I will take you to the hospital tomorrow?"
A/N: Thanks for reading. What do you think? Will Phillip find out? Will Adam wake up and what will happen if he does? What do you think of Phillip's backstory, it doesn't quite make up for all the things he's done? So please review!