AN: Howdy howdy howdy all! I AM SOOOOOOOO SORRY this took 3 months to do.
It really didn't take 3 months I just got totally swamped with stuff I
completely forgot about this story! If I hadn't gotten that review from
mizzkitty I don't think I would have remembered! ( I have the worst memory
in the world and it BITES) but anywaz! As promised! Some Fulton/Sydney
stuff, some Adam/Lynn stuff. I still dunno what I'm gonna do with the
little Adam, Lynn, Dwayne triangle, Dwayne or Adam? Which do u (yes u! the
reader!) think should get the girl? Tell me in the reviews okiday? Or e-
mail me at penmaster63@yahoo.com . O! and I do not own any of the
characters except Lynn and Sydney. So if u wish to sue me by all mean cuz
u'll get nothing.seeing as I have no money..but MEH! ENJOY!
Fulton looked to Sydney," Did you know?" Sydney shook her golden head while
still looking to the door through which Lynn had disappeared from sight.
"The first time we met was on the bus here," she whispered. Riley laughed viciously. "See?! She's nothing but a traitor!" The Ducks all turned on him. Adam looked ready to kill and Dwayne was cracking his knuckles menacingly and glaring at Riley and the rest of the Varsity.
"Didn't you also know? She's a spy for the Canadian Jr. Team for the Goodwill games next year, she was sent here to scope out the competition." Adam had had enough; he threw a punch and gave Riley a bloody nose before storming off the ice. Fulton started to go after Adam but Sydney stopped him by placing a hand on his arm.
After Coach O'Ryan had dismissed the Ducks, there was none of the usual chatter and laughter in the change room. Charlie had refused to take off his Ducks jersey and so had Fulton and Sydney. Goldburg sat heavily down next to Averman and laboriously started to take off his skates.
"Should we have gone with them?" Julie thought out loud. The locker room was silent.
* *
* Sydney and Fulton searched around looking for Charlie. The silence was a little uncomfortable.
"So." Fulton laughed nervously, Sydney looked up at him, a half smile on her face," How about them Minnesota Wild huh?" Sydney grinned widely and then put on a serious face.
"Well Fulton I do believe they have a chance that the play offs, that is if they beat the Vancouver Canucks," Sydney then realized what she had said and she hung her head.
"What's so bad about Lynn being Canadian?" Sydney said after a long, awkward tension, "She's never hurt anyone and is a lot of fun to be around." Fulton shrugged and they kept walking.
"Where are you from anyway?" "Colorado" Sydney said looking down, a dark expression on her delicate features. Fulton wanted to ask more but decided against it.
* *
* Lynn kicked moodily at the snow covered ground. One gloved hand clamped tightly around her duffle bag, the other clenched into a fist holding a bus ticket. "Damn Americans," she thought to herself as the freezing wind bit at her exposed face. How dare Riley call her a spy! A SPY! As if it wasn't hard enough being away from all her family and friends, now the other students had to make it all the more difficult the stand being so far away from home! It doesn't matter any more though, I've had enough, I'm going back!
The loud crunch of footsteps on snow grew closer to Lynn but the distraught defense woman ignored them and kept walking, the continuously hard snow fall made visibility poor. Lynn face was scrunched up in a frown, her eyes in slits. Just as she had almost reached the bus stop, a hand grabbed her shoulder. Lynn whirled around, her duffle bag poised to strike, when a small gasp escaped her chapped lips. Adam's blue eyes stared hard into her own brown ones.
"Lynn, what are you doing?" Lynn looked quickly around, searching for words. She regained her composure and looked at him defiantly, her face expressionless.
"I could ask you the same thing; don't you have a practice to be at?"
"Well ya! And so do you," Adam said, his eyes begging her to come back," none of the Ducks care your Canadian! I dunno why Riley made such a big deal of it! What does it matter any way?" Lynn smiled weakly.
* *
* Sydney would not make eye contact with Fulton and he knew something was wrong.
"Alright, Syd, spill," the enforcer said in a no nonsense voice, his arms crossed, "there's something you're not telling me and by the looks of you it needs to be said, so spill." Sydney shook her head slowly, sadly, not saying a word.
"Fulton, if I could tell you, you have to believe that I would, but I," she stammered, then her tone became angry" I just can't! OK?" Fulton gently put an arm around Sydney's shoulders, lovingly brushing back her long hair.
"As long as you tell me soon," he said smiling," the suspense is killing me." She chuckled into his shoulder and the nuzzled his arm.
* *
*
Charlie angrily threw his helmet across the dressing room. Julie and Connie sighed and rolled their eyes. The rest of the Ducks just kept on doing what they were doing as Charlie vented his anger on his poor defenseless hockey equipment.
"Who the HELL does Riley think he is?" a shin pad went flying," And why would Lynn think that we CARE that she's Canadian!!" an elbow pad hit Guy on the head. "Uh, Charlie? Next time ya throw something please try to aim for the wall," Guy said while taking off his skates." "What the FUCK!" Charlie roared as he whipped the shoulder pads to the other end of the locker room.
"The first time we met was on the bus here," she whispered. Riley laughed viciously. "See?! She's nothing but a traitor!" The Ducks all turned on him. Adam looked ready to kill and Dwayne was cracking his knuckles menacingly and glaring at Riley and the rest of the Varsity.
"Didn't you also know? She's a spy for the Canadian Jr. Team for the Goodwill games next year, she was sent here to scope out the competition." Adam had had enough; he threw a punch and gave Riley a bloody nose before storming off the ice. Fulton started to go after Adam but Sydney stopped him by placing a hand on his arm.
After Coach O'Ryan had dismissed the Ducks, there was none of the usual chatter and laughter in the change room. Charlie had refused to take off his Ducks jersey and so had Fulton and Sydney. Goldburg sat heavily down next to Averman and laboriously started to take off his skates.
"Should we have gone with them?" Julie thought out loud. The locker room was silent.
* *
* Sydney and Fulton searched around looking for Charlie. The silence was a little uncomfortable.
"So." Fulton laughed nervously, Sydney looked up at him, a half smile on her face," How about them Minnesota Wild huh?" Sydney grinned widely and then put on a serious face.
"Well Fulton I do believe they have a chance that the play offs, that is if they beat the Vancouver Canucks," Sydney then realized what she had said and she hung her head.
"What's so bad about Lynn being Canadian?" Sydney said after a long, awkward tension, "She's never hurt anyone and is a lot of fun to be around." Fulton shrugged and they kept walking.
"Where are you from anyway?" "Colorado" Sydney said looking down, a dark expression on her delicate features. Fulton wanted to ask more but decided against it.
* *
* Lynn kicked moodily at the snow covered ground. One gloved hand clamped tightly around her duffle bag, the other clenched into a fist holding a bus ticket. "Damn Americans," she thought to herself as the freezing wind bit at her exposed face. How dare Riley call her a spy! A SPY! As if it wasn't hard enough being away from all her family and friends, now the other students had to make it all the more difficult the stand being so far away from home! It doesn't matter any more though, I've had enough, I'm going back!
The loud crunch of footsteps on snow grew closer to Lynn but the distraught defense woman ignored them and kept walking, the continuously hard snow fall made visibility poor. Lynn face was scrunched up in a frown, her eyes in slits. Just as she had almost reached the bus stop, a hand grabbed her shoulder. Lynn whirled around, her duffle bag poised to strike, when a small gasp escaped her chapped lips. Adam's blue eyes stared hard into her own brown ones.
"Lynn, what are you doing?" Lynn looked quickly around, searching for words. She regained her composure and looked at him defiantly, her face expressionless.
"I could ask you the same thing; don't you have a practice to be at?"
"Well ya! And so do you," Adam said, his eyes begging her to come back," none of the Ducks care your Canadian! I dunno why Riley made such a big deal of it! What does it matter any way?" Lynn smiled weakly.
* *
* Sydney would not make eye contact with Fulton and he knew something was wrong.
"Alright, Syd, spill," the enforcer said in a no nonsense voice, his arms crossed, "there's something you're not telling me and by the looks of you it needs to be said, so spill." Sydney shook her head slowly, sadly, not saying a word.
"Fulton, if I could tell you, you have to believe that I would, but I," she stammered, then her tone became angry" I just can't! OK?" Fulton gently put an arm around Sydney's shoulders, lovingly brushing back her long hair.
"As long as you tell me soon," he said smiling," the suspense is killing me." She chuckled into his shoulder and the nuzzled his arm.
* *
*
Charlie angrily threw his helmet across the dressing room. Julie and Connie sighed and rolled their eyes. The rest of the Ducks just kept on doing what they were doing as Charlie vented his anger on his poor defenseless hockey equipment.
"Who the HELL does Riley think he is?" a shin pad went flying," And why would Lynn think that we CARE that she's Canadian!!" an elbow pad hit Guy on the head. "Uh, Charlie? Next time ya throw something please try to aim for the wall," Guy said while taking off his skates." "What the FUCK!" Charlie roared as he whipped the shoulder pads to the other end of the locker room.