Author's Note: This is the first part of a two part story. I don't
know when I will get around to writing the second part. I do not own the
ducks, only Katie, Jocelyn, Anya, Cassandra Rae and Carol. If you get
confused. Keep reading. It could take a while to explain. But
eventually, everything will be explained. I think. Please R&R, thanks,
Ashcake
Chapter 1: Dreams
Guy woke up with an odd feeling in his stomach. He didn't feel sick or nervous, but edgy and irratated. The dream he had just had, was him at Connie's funeral. That was all he could remember, himself staring at Connie's body in the casket. He wasn't even crying, just standing there.
"Guy!" he heard his mother yell. "Get up! You're going to be late."
Guy threw back his covers and walked into the bathroom. He removed his boxers and climbed into the shower, letting the warm water run over his body. Momentarily, he forgot about the dream, but as he snapped the water off and the cold April air hit him, it came back. Quickly, he wrapped the towel around him and climbed out of the shower. Goosebumps ran up and down his legs and he hurried to throw on a pair of clean boxers, jeans and his tee-shirt.
"Guy, honey? Are you ready?" his mother asked, sticking her head in the door.
"Yeah, why?"
"Adam is here."
"Okay, tell them I will be right down." He watched as she left the room through the mirror. Shoving his brush in his bag he picked them up and carried them downstairs.
Adam was standing by the front door wearing a green shirt and blue jeans. "Need any help?"
"Yeah," Guy and Adam each picked up a bag, carrying it out to the car. They threw it in the trunk of Adam's SUV and went around the car. Adam hopped in the front and Guy climbed in the passanger side.
"Who's all coming with us?" Guy asked.
"We still have to pick Luis up," Adam answered.
They drove the couple of blocks to Luis' apartment and Guy watched as Adam disappeared inside.
Guy started singing along to a Nirvana song on the radio as Luis came out with Adam. Luis pulled the door open and stuffed his bag in the back while Adam walked around front.
"Hey, Guy!" Luis said, like he hadn't seen Guy in years.
It took another forty-five minutes to get to the airport. Their flight was at 9:25 and it was only 8:05. Guy spotted Julie, Connie, Averman and Dwayne standing in front of a coffee stand.
Jesse woke up at 8:10. The alarm clock had been set off for an hour after he had wanted it to. He quickly undressed and re-dressed and grabbed his bags. It took forty minitutes. Jesse flung the money at the driver and ran inside. His flight was already boarding.
I'm going to be late, he kept thinking.
Finally at quarter after nine, Fulton, Portman and Jesse slid into their seats, breathing like maniacs. The three of them were sitting with Fulton at the window. Behind them Connie, Julie and a stranger and then Dwayne, Luis and another lady they didn't know. Averman, Guy and Adam sat in back of Dwayne.
Adam slid back into his seat and felt his eyelids become heavy. As soon as he had gotten on the plane he had taken the medication the doctor had given him to sleep during lift off. His biggest fear was flying, right below heights. The last thing he heard was the stewardess telling them to buckle their seatbelts, they would be lifting off soon.
He dreamed that he had just been accepted into the NHL, tehn two years later he was helping Julie out of the car and into the house with a baby girl, Cassandra Rae. Three years after that he was being rushed to the hospital with a knee injury from hockey. Julie and Cassandra were right beside him. When he retired they had his number,99, retired also, put in the Hockey Hall of Fame...
Now he was back at the little pond were the Ducks used to practice. That was when they were District 5. He McGill, and Larson were pushing the Ducks around. Adam skated towards Guy and shoved him as hard as he could. Connie jumped on to top of him and it took Larson and McGill to get her off of him. Adam later found out that Guy had sprained his ankle from the fall...
Now he saw the Juinor Goodwill Games sign. He watched as the player from the other team came skating towards him. What was he doing? Then Adam felt the searing pain when the stick cracked down on his wrist. Tears welled in his eyes but he held them back as his best friends came skating over to him...
The car was speeding at him. His own wouldn't slow down. BANG!...
"Nine people in car accident, six announced dead, two in critical condition..."
He woke up trembling and sweating. Someone was screaming. When he realized it was him, he stopped.
"Are you alright?" Guy asked.
Adam didn't say anything. He hated it when he had that dream, three years later. He peered over Guy and Averman and felt nauseated. The dream didn't seem like it had taken that long yet after looking past his two friends he saw they were already fully elevated.
"Hey, Adam. Are you okay?" Guy said again.
"What? Ohh, yeah. I'm fine," he said as Julie came back to stand by him. By the look on her face he knew she knew what the dream had been about.
"Uhh, excuse me," Guy said.
"Yeah, me too," Averman excused himself.
Juile sat down beside Adam, in Guy's old seat.
"You okay?" she asked.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Really," he added after looking at her face.
"Was it that dream again?" she asked.
"Yeah," he admitted.
"It's okay, baby. It was just a dream," she told him.
"But, it wasn't!" he practiclly yelled. He lowered his voice. " It was realy at one time, and it scares me. You could have been killed..."
"ME! You were the one in a coma for three days.
"I know. Do you ever dream about it?"
"Sorta. But mines after the accident. It's. It's what would have happened it, if you wouldn't have made it," she said slowly.
"That's not going to happen," he said, holding her face in his hands.
"I know, but what if..."
"Jules! There are no "what ifs." None, okay? I'm not leaving you, ever."
"Ever? We're nineteen."
"I don't mean marrage. Although it would be nice, but if not, I will be the happiest person in the pews."
She smiled and leaned against him. It was amazing how much she took him for granted. When she almost lost him three years earlier she was scared out of her mind. Now, she loved when he touched her, kissed her and talked to her about things that worried him. She felt his arm wrap around her. If only things could stay like this forever, she thought.
Connie watched as Guy took Julie's seat, beside her. For once she wasn't upset that Adam had had that dream.
"Is he alright?" she asked.
"He will be. But how are you?" he asked embracing her in a hug.
"Great, now."
"You are so corny."
"You'll get over it."
"I already have," he kissed her and Charlie pretended to gag. "Shut up!"
Guy fell alseep with his chin resting on Connie's head.
When Luis woke up he had the imprint of the fabric design on his cheek. He rubbed, hastily, at it and settled back into his seat. The plane has to be landing soon, he thought. It has to be. He shoved his sleeve up his arm and looked at the Rolex on his watch.
"10:07!" he said aloud.
"No! Give it back!" Dwayne shouted so loud he woke himself up. The first thing he saw was Luis' face looking at him with raised eyebrows. "It was a dream. Someone was taking my horse," he said.
"Uh huh."
"It was!"
Averman was back in his seat at 10:30. Julie and Adam had woken up and were watching the movie. He watched out the window, swearing to himself that he saw doliphins in the waters below. A whole clock if them.
They were getting closer and closer. Something hit him in the face, an oxygen mask. He looked around and noticed everyone was panicking. He couldn't hear. A warm fluid dripped onto his leg, blood from his ears. Something must have hit him. Luis, Dwayne, and Jesse were jumping with parachutes on their backs. Then Connie, Fulton and Portman. Julie went with Adam and Guy.
Averman looked down. His seat buckle wasn't opening. He mad futile attempts but soon the plane was emerged with water. Now the oxygen masks were useless, Averman closed his eyes and slowly lost breath.
Chapter 1: Dreams
Guy woke up with an odd feeling in his stomach. He didn't feel sick or nervous, but edgy and irratated. The dream he had just had, was him at Connie's funeral. That was all he could remember, himself staring at Connie's body in the casket. He wasn't even crying, just standing there.
"Guy!" he heard his mother yell. "Get up! You're going to be late."
Guy threw back his covers and walked into the bathroom. He removed his boxers and climbed into the shower, letting the warm water run over his body. Momentarily, he forgot about the dream, but as he snapped the water off and the cold April air hit him, it came back. Quickly, he wrapped the towel around him and climbed out of the shower. Goosebumps ran up and down his legs and he hurried to throw on a pair of clean boxers, jeans and his tee-shirt.
"Guy, honey? Are you ready?" his mother asked, sticking her head in the door.
"Yeah, why?"
"Adam is here."
"Okay, tell them I will be right down." He watched as she left the room through the mirror. Shoving his brush in his bag he picked them up and carried them downstairs.
Adam was standing by the front door wearing a green shirt and blue jeans. "Need any help?"
"Yeah," Guy and Adam each picked up a bag, carrying it out to the car. They threw it in the trunk of Adam's SUV and went around the car. Adam hopped in the front and Guy climbed in the passanger side.
"Who's all coming with us?" Guy asked.
"We still have to pick Luis up," Adam answered.
They drove the couple of blocks to Luis' apartment and Guy watched as Adam disappeared inside.
Guy started singing along to a Nirvana song on the radio as Luis came out with Adam. Luis pulled the door open and stuffed his bag in the back while Adam walked around front.
"Hey, Guy!" Luis said, like he hadn't seen Guy in years.
It took another forty-five minutes to get to the airport. Their flight was at 9:25 and it was only 8:05. Guy spotted Julie, Connie, Averman and Dwayne standing in front of a coffee stand.
Jesse woke up at 8:10. The alarm clock had been set off for an hour after he had wanted it to. He quickly undressed and re-dressed and grabbed his bags. It took forty minitutes. Jesse flung the money at the driver and ran inside. His flight was already boarding.
I'm going to be late, he kept thinking.
Finally at quarter after nine, Fulton, Portman and Jesse slid into their seats, breathing like maniacs. The three of them were sitting with Fulton at the window. Behind them Connie, Julie and a stranger and then Dwayne, Luis and another lady they didn't know. Averman, Guy and Adam sat in back of Dwayne.
Adam slid back into his seat and felt his eyelids become heavy. As soon as he had gotten on the plane he had taken the medication the doctor had given him to sleep during lift off. His biggest fear was flying, right below heights. The last thing he heard was the stewardess telling them to buckle their seatbelts, they would be lifting off soon.
He dreamed that he had just been accepted into the NHL, tehn two years later he was helping Julie out of the car and into the house with a baby girl, Cassandra Rae. Three years after that he was being rushed to the hospital with a knee injury from hockey. Julie and Cassandra were right beside him. When he retired they had his number,99, retired also, put in the Hockey Hall of Fame...
Now he was back at the little pond were the Ducks used to practice. That was when they were District 5. He McGill, and Larson were pushing the Ducks around. Adam skated towards Guy and shoved him as hard as he could. Connie jumped on to top of him and it took Larson and McGill to get her off of him. Adam later found out that Guy had sprained his ankle from the fall...
Now he saw the Juinor Goodwill Games sign. He watched as the player from the other team came skating towards him. What was he doing? Then Adam felt the searing pain when the stick cracked down on his wrist. Tears welled in his eyes but he held them back as his best friends came skating over to him...
The car was speeding at him. His own wouldn't slow down. BANG!...
"Nine people in car accident, six announced dead, two in critical condition..."
He woke up trembling and sweating. Someone was screaming. When he realized it was him, he stopped.
"Are you alright?" Guy asked.
Adam didn't say anything. He hated it when he had that dream, three years later. He peered over Guy and Averman and felt nauseated. The dream didn't seem like it had taken that long yet after looking past his two friends he saw they were already fully elevated.
"Hey, Adam. Are you okay?" Guy said again.
"What? Ohh, yeah. I'm fine," he said as Julie came back to stand by him. By the look on her face he knew she knew what the dream had been about.
"Uhh, excuse me," Guy said.
"Yeah, me too," Averman excused himself.
Juile sat down beside Adam, in Guy's old seat.
"You okay?" she asked.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Really," he added after looking at her face.
"Was it that dream again?" she asked.
"Yeah," he admitted.
"It's okay, baby. It was just a dream," she told him.
"But, it wasn't!" he practiclly yelled. He lowered his voice. " It was realy at one time, and it scares me. You could have been killed..."
"ME! You were the one in a coma for three days.
"I know. Do you ever dream about it?"
"Sorta. But mines after the accident. It's. It's what would have happened it, if you wouldn't have made it," she said slowly.
"That's not going to happen," he said, holding her face in his hands.
"I know, but what if..."
"Jules! There are no "what ifs." None, okay? I'm not leaving you, ever."
"Ever? We're nineteen."
"I don't mean marrage. Although it would be nice, but if not, I will be the happiest person in the pews."
She smiled and leaned against him. It was amazing how much she took him for granted. When she almost lost him three years earlier she was scared out of her mind. Now, she loved when he touched her, kissed her and talked to her about things that worried him. She felt his arm wrap around her. If only things could stay like this forever, she thought.
Connie watched as Guy took Julie's seat, beside her. For once she wasn't upset that Adam had had that dream.
"Is he alright?" she asked.
"He will be. But how are you?" he asked embracing her in a hug.
"Great, now."
"You are so corny."
"You'll get over it."
"I already have," he kissed her and Charlie pretended to gag. "Shut up!"
Guy fell alseep with his chin resting on Connie's head.
When Luis woke up he had the imprint of the fabric design on his cheek. He rubbed, hastily, at it and settled back into his seat. The plane has to be landing soon, he thought. It has to be. He shoved his sleeve up his arm and looked at the Rolex on his watch.
"10:07!" he said aloud.
"No! Give it back!" Dwayne shouted so loud he woke himself up. The first thing he saw was Luis' face looking at him with raised eyebrows. "It was a dream. Someone was taking my horse," he said.
"Uh huh."
"It was!"
Averman was back in his seat at 10:30. Julie and Adam had woken up and were watching the movie. He watched out the window, swearing to himself that he saw doliphins in the waters below. A whole clock if them.
They were getting closer and closer. Something hit him in the face, an oxygen mask. He looked around and noticed everyone was panicking. He couldn't hear. A warm fluid dripped onto his leg, blood from his ears. Something must have hit him. Luis, Dwayne, and Jesse were jumping with parachutes on their backs. Then Connie, Fulton and Portman. Julie went with Adam and Guy.
Averman looked down. His seat buckle wasn't opening. He mad futile attempts but soon the plane was emerged with water. Now the oxygen masks were useless, Averman closed his eyes and slowly lost breath.
