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A/N : This is a sequel to Who Are You?? It will be written in a general POV. Please R&R!!
Prologue
Helen glanced around at the silent crowd. Everyone was quiet, but strangely, no one was crying, not even herself. In fact, everyone was smiling. It wasn't that no one felt like crying but Charlie wouldn't have wanted that. Not that nobody was going to miss him, but his spirit was still very much alive. All of them could sense that. Here lies Charlie Conway, beloved son and beloved friend, the tombstone read. She still found it hard to believe that he was gone. Though she was practically the first one to know that it would come eventually. Even though neither one of them tried to think about it. Even though they couldn't bring themselves to say it out loud because then it would sound so real.
Just then she caught sight of an unfamiliar face. He was only about 5 feet 2 with sandy colored-hair. She watched as Julie ran over to hug him. He returned the hug and exchanged hugs with the other Ducks. Then it struck her. Gordon Bombay. Her father was forever mentioning his name. Evidently, he was a marvelous hockey player and so she heard, the Ducks' old coach. She felt Adam fidget beside her. Sometimes she almost forgot he was there. Maybe it was because of his quiet personality, or maybe she just wasn't playing attention. He left her side and engulfed Gordon Bombay in a hug. They exchanged a few words and the man looked at her and smiled. She returned his smile with a nod.
After the burial, everyone headed down to the old skating pond. Adam walked beside her all the way. But she could feel his restlessness. At times she just wished that he left her alone. She looked up at him, blue eyes and all. He was really good-looking, like Charlie. Maybe even more. But the spark just wasn't there. Stupid Charlie. Why did he have to make Adam promise to look after her? Great. The first week without him and she was already mad at him. 'Sorry Charlie' she thought, smiling. She pulled at Adam's arm.
"Why don't you join the rest?" she said to him. He looked at her quizzically.
"What about you?" he asked concernedly.
"I'll be fine. Go on.. I know you want to," she replied. Just to make him feel better she added, "I need some time alone to think anyway."
He glanced at the others longingly, "Well.. if you say so."
She watched as they laughed and joked their way to the pond, glad that things were finally ok between them. Recently they'd resented Adam for being with her. Steal her away from Charlie to be exact. And for cheating on Julie. It was all a big misunderstanding. Maybe he liked her, but she didn't feel the same way. Not in that way at least. Just a friend. A good friend perhaps, but nothing more. She sat at the edge of the frozen pond as the others skated onto the ice. Someone tapped on her shoulder and sat down beside her.
"Not joining them?" the person asked.
"You know I don't skate Guy," she replied her cousin.
"Wish I could. Stupid bandage. I hate you!," he cried and slapped his chest. He immediately doubled over in pain. "Ouch.. No wait.. I don't hate you.. just that bastard Chris."
She chuckled, "Next time make sure you know who you're up against before you go rescuing someone."
"Hey! He had a gun. I had him out cold before that," he said defensively.
"Haha.. yeah.. for like 5 seconds? Come on Guy.. you almost got yourself killed. Aren't you scared?" she asked.
He grew silent for a moment and spoke up, "Yeah.. it was the scariest moment of my life. But you know.. I'd do anything for her." He looked at the brown-haired girl skating on the ice.
"Sorry.. I know it must have been scary.. I get chills just thinking about that gun. If Portman and Fulton hadn't arrived in time.. ," her voice trailed off, leaving the sentence hanging. It was too horrible to think about what the consequences might have been.
"Yeah.. good thing we don't have to deal with that huh.." he said. They watched as the team drew into a circle with their hands touching the ice. A symbol of respect for Charlie, just as they did for Hans two years ago. Two years. Had it only really been that recent? It all seemed so far away.
"So.. what are you planning to do?" Guy asked.
"What do you mean?" was her reply.
"I don't know.. I just thought.. since he's.. you know.. maybe you don't want to be in this place anymore," he said awkwardly.
She thought for a while before saying, "That's just it. He's here, and here's where I'm going to be. With him. If I could, I'll stay here all my life. I've learnt something about losing someone. You can't deal with it by running away, besides, I know he's still here somewhere. You just have to feel him. He's always with me."
"I never thought about it that way," he said thoughtfully.
She laughed lightly, "You and Adam. Though you have to admit, he's pretty much gotten over Penny's death. Remember how tough it was for him?"
"Yeah.. I'm glad those days are over. Haha.. I've got a feeling that someone helped him get over that. Am I right?" he nudged her playfully.
"We're just friends Guy," she said, looking at the ground.
"You think you're just friends. But he doesn't. I can tell. He likes you," he said persistently.
"He likes Julie," she said indignantly. "He's been crushing on her since forever."
"That's history. He likes you," he insisted.
"Ok. So? That doesn't change anything," he said indignantly.
"Of course it does. He's a good guy Helen. You shouldn't let this chance pass," he advised.
She shook her head, "No. I can't do that to Julie."
"She's pretty much over him. I still think you're making a big mistake. Give him a try. Move on Helen," he said and got up to join the others who were starting to come in.
She sat on the ice a little while more. Adam came up to her and offered a hand. She pulled herself up and steadied herself. But he still held her hand. His felt soft and warm even though he wasn't wearing gloves. He smiled warmly at her. Adam was probably the best person to fall in love with after Charlie. Then why didn't she have those feelings? She was moving on, wasn't she?
A/N : This is a sequel to Who Are You?? It will be written in a general POV. Please R&R!!
Prologue
Helen glanced around at the silent crowd. Everyone was quiet, but strangely, no one was crying, not even herself. In fact, everyone was smiling. It wasn't that no one felt like crying but Charlie wouldn't have wanted that. Not that nobody was going to miss him, but his spirit was still very much alive. All of them could sense that. Here lies Charlie Conway, beloved son and beloved friend, the tombstone read. She still found it hard to believe that he was gone. Though she was practically the first one to know that it would come eventually. Even though neither one of them tried to think about it. Even though they couldn't bring themselves to say it out loud because then it would sound so real.
Just then she caught sight of an unfamiliar face. He was only about 5 feet 2 with sandy colored-hair. She watched as Julie ran over to hug him. He returned the hug and exchanged hugs with the other Ducks. Then it struck her. Gordon Bombay. Her father was forever mentioning his name. Evidently, he was a marvelous hockey player and so she heard, the Ducks' old coach. She felt Adam fidget beside her. Sometimes she almost forgot he was there. Maybe it was because of his quiet personality, or maybe she just wasn't playing attention. He left her side and engulfed Gordon Bombay in a hug. They exchanged a few words and the man looked at her and smiled. She returned his smile with a nod.
After the burial, everyone headed down to the old skating pond. Adam walked beside her all the way. But she could feel his restlessness. At times she just wished that he left her alone. She looked up at him, blue eyes and all. He was really good-looking, like Charlie. Maybe even more. But the spark just wasn't there. Stupid Charlie. Why did he have to make Adam promise to look after her? Great. The first week without him and she was already mad at him. 'Sorry Charlie' she thought, smiling. She pulled at Adam's arm.
"Why don't you join the rest?" she said to him. He looked at her quizzically.
"What about you?" he asked concernedly.
"I'll be fine. Go on.. I know you want to," she replied. Just to make him feel better she added, "I need some time alone to think anyway."
He glanced at the others longingly, "Well.. if you say so."
She watched as they laughed and joked their way to the pond, glad that things were finally ok between them. Recently they'd resented Adam for being with her. Steal her away from Charlie to be exact. And for cheating on Julie. It was all a big misunderstanding. Maybe he liked her, but she didn't feel the same way. Not in that way at least. Just a friend. A good friend perhaps, but nothing more. She sat at the edge of the frozen pond as the others skated onto the ice. Someone tapped on her shoulder and sat down beside her.
"Not joining them?" the person asked.
"You know I don't skate Guy," she replied her cousin.
"Wish I could. Stupid bandage. I hate you!," he cried and slapped his chest. He immediately doubled over in pain. "Ouch.. No wait.. I don't hate you.. just that bastard Chris."
She chuckled, "Next time make sure you know who you're up against before you go rescuing someone."
"Hey! He had a gun. I had him out cold before that," he said defensively.
"Haha.. yeah.. for like 5 seconds? Come on Guy.. you almost got yourself killed. Aren't you scared?" she asked.
He grew silent for a moment and spoke up, "Yeah.. it was the scariest moment of my life. But you know.. I'd do anything for her." He looked at the brown-haired girl skating on the ice.
"Sorry.. I know it must have been scary.. I get chills just thinking about that gun. If Portman and Fulton hadn't arrived in time.. ," her voice trailed off, leaving the sentence hanging. It was too horrible to think about what the consequences might have been.
"Yeah.. good thing we don't have to deal with that huh.." he said. They watched as the team drew into a circle with their hands touching the ice. A symbol of respect for Charlie, just as they did for Hans two years ago. Two years. Had it only really been that recent? It all seemed so far away.
"So.. what are you planning to do?" Guy asked.
"What do you mean?" was her reply.
"I don't know.. I just thought.. since he's.. you know.. maybe you don't want to be in this place anymore," he said awkwardly.
She thought for a while before saying, "That's just it. He's here, and here's where I'm going to be. With him. If I could, I'll stay here all my life. I've learnt something about losing someone. You can't deal with it by running away, besides, I know he's still here somewhere. You just have to feel him. He's always with me."
"I never thought about it that way," he said thoughtfully.
She laughed lightly, "You and Adam. Though you have to admit, he's pretty much gotten over Penny's death. Remember how tough it was for him?"
"Yeah.. I'm glad those days are over. Haha.. I've got a feeling that someone helped him get over that. Am I right?" he nudged her playfully.
"We're just friends Guy," she said, looking at the ground.
"You think you're just friends. But he doesn't. I can tell. He likes you," he said persistently.
"He likes Julie," she said indignantly. "He's been crushing on her since forever."
"That's history. He likes you," he insisted.
"Ok. So? That doesn't change anything," he said indignantly.
"Of course it does. He's a good guy Helen. You shouldn't let this chance pass," he advised.
She shook her head, "No. I can't do that to Julie."
"She's pretty much over him. I still think you're making a big mistake. Give him a try. Move on Helen," he said and got up to join the others who were starting to come in.
She sat on the ice a little while more. Adam came up to her and offered a hand. She pulled herself up and steadied herself. But he still held her hand. His felt soft and warm even though he wasn't wearing gloves. He smiled warmly at her. Adam was probably the best person to fall in love with after Charlie. Then why didn't she have those feelings? She was moving on, wasn't she?