"How was your appointment?" Guy asked as Adam walked in.

"Well, the doctor said I can start my leukemia treatments tomorrow," Adam said just now turning around to see Connie sitting in a chair next to Guy's bed.

"BANKS??!!?" Connie said getting up. "Leukemia? Why didn't you tell us?" Banks and Connie looked at Guy. "Did you know all this time?"

Guy stood up. "Banks told me not to tell... I mean I would have told you, but I swore not to tell."

"GUY!!!" Connie was furious. "I can't believe you. I've told you everything that goes on between Julie and me. Why didn't you tell me?"

"This was different. Much different than some game of truth or dare!!" Guy threw back at her.

Banks stepped away. Real smooth. "Look Connie... I told Guy not to tell anyone. Please understand I was gonna tell the team soon..."

Connie cut him off, "Did you tell Julie?" Connie sighed, from the look on his face Connie could tell he hadn't.

"Connie, you can't tell anyone," Banks said nervously. "Please?"

"As long as you promise to tell Julie... by the end of tomorrow, then I won't."

Adam looked at Guy and sighed. "I'm so sorry," Guy whimpered.

"Fine," Banks stared at the carpet. "Just don't tell her."

"I won't she needs to hear it from you," she said looking at Banks at little worried. "Are you okay? Did you say that treatments start tomorrow?"

"Yea." Banks tried to smile, but Connie could see the worry in his eyes.

She glared at Guy and then smiled. It was so hard to stay mad at him.

"Goodnight," she said and bent over and pecked him on the cheek.

"G'night," he called after her as she walked out the door.

"Are you gonna tell the team then?"

"I don't know. I don't wanna, but Connie isn't giving much of a choice... What am I gonna tell them... I forget how to skate or I busted a limb but never got a cast. They'll figure it out after a while. You know, after I don't come to practice for 8 months."

"8 MONTHS?" Guy asked almost screaming. "Not even street hockey?"

"No... and thanks for making me feel better about the situation," Adam said.

Guy just smiled. "Anytime."

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Connie just walked back to her dorm almost in tears. One of her best friends was sick with an incurable disease. She tried to compose herself as she entered room 5. Julie stood up when she came in.

"Connie. Oh my god... What happened? What's wrong?" Julie came over grabbed a hold of Connie's shoulders.

"I'm fine. It's just I-I-I stubbed my toe on a r-r-rock outside," Connie stuttered. Julie stood there disatisfied.

"I bet."

"I did."

"Connie, you can tell me anything... just tell me."

"I told you."

"I'm gonna make some grilled cheese for dinner. Okay?"

"Okay," Connie said and sat down on her bed and when Julie finally turned the corner and was completely in the kitchen. Connie grabbed a pillow and cried into it trying to muffle out her crying.