~* I don't own the Ducks but I do own this idea and my desire to be Portman's straight lover on the side. Remember my Fulton and Portman stories are all one behind my Charlie and Banks stories so this is all going on at the same time as what happened in Nothing's Perfect.*~
Fulton's POV
That whole living in separate states thing was starting to get really aggravating while I stood at the train station waiting for the Amtrak on track 9 to come in. I was starting to think that the train from Chicago to Minneapolis was going slower every other week just to stress me out. I don't know why it was driving me so crazy, it just was. I think it was because I had just ran into Charlie and Banks at the rink the day before. I didn't know Banksie was coming home, I don't think Charlie did either. Everything things so easy for those two. They miss one another so Banks packs up and moves across the country to be with him. Unfortunately not everyone has the luxury of the cash to just do things like that.
Finally the train came a screeching halt at the platform in front of me and the sound surged through my head. Then of course because I wasn't in the worst possible mood already my boyfriend how to be the last person off of the train. He game bounding( which is hard for a 6'2" mass of muscle) across the platform and nearly knocked me off my feet, like I hadn't been in Illinois two weeks before to see him.
"I missed you." He gushed adjusting his bandana
"Missed you too." I replied flatly picking up his bag, I had to get out of that station before my head exploded
We walked silently out to my 83 Ford Bronco, it wasn't exactly in the best of conditions but it was better then nothing and it was mine. I opened my door and leaned over to let Dean in, he was smiling like a Cheshire cat and I was starting to wonder why the long distance relationship wasn't wearing him down as much as it was me.
"So what are we gonna do this weekend?" Portman leaned over and turned on the radio
"I dunno, skate, play some hockey, see a movie?" My ideas for romantic endeavors were limited greatly by my lack of cash
"Gee don't try to hard."
"Oh come on Portman, what do you think I'm gonna come up with. It's not like we haven't been together for months now, we're passed the whole wooing stage of the relationship don't you think?"
"Okay point taken."
I eased my Bronco from the parking lot and down the uncharacteristically busy streets Dean's hand on top of mine on the shift. It was kind of sweet I guess, I mean it was a Connie and Guy sort of thing. My mind was just else where, it was like I knew he was right there beside me right then, but I knew in three days he'd be gone again and it would be another fourteen days until I got to see him again. It just wasn't working for me, I was seriously starting to think maybe everything would be better for both of us if we just ended it. Called it off before we both got hurt, I just had to figure out how to bring myself to do it.
Fulton's POV
That whole living in separate states thing was starting to get really aggravating while I stood at the train station waiting for the Amtrak on track 9 to come in. I was starting to think that the train from Chicago to Minneapolis was going slower every other week just to stress me out. I don't know why it was driving me so crazy, it just was. I think it was because I had just ran into Charlie and Banks at the rink the day before. I didn't know Banksie was coming home, I don't think Charlie did either. Everything things so easy for those two. They miss one another so Banks packs up and moves across the country to be with him. Unfortunately not everyone has the luxury of the cash to just do things like that.
Finally the train came a screeching halt at the platform in front of me and the sound surged through my head. Then of course because I wasn't in the worst possible mood already my boyfriend how to be the last person off of the train. He game bounding( which is hard for a 6'2" mass of muscle) across the platform and nearly knocked me off my feet, like I hadn't been in Illinois two weeks before to see him.
"I missed you." He gushed adjusting his bandana
"Missed you too." I replied flatly picking up his bag, I had to get out of that station before my head exploded
We walked silently out to my 83 Ford Bronco, it wasn't exactly in the best of conditions but it was better then nothing and it was mine. I opened my door and leaned over to let Dean in, he was smiling like a Cheshire cat and I was starting to wonder why the long distance relationship wasn't wearing him down as much as it was me.
"So what are we gonna do this weekend?" Portman leaned over and turned on the radio
"I dunno, skate, play some hockey, see a movie?" My ideas for romantic endeavors were limited greatly by my lack of cash
"Gee don't try to hard."
"Oh come on Portman, what do you think I'm gonna come up with. It's not like we haven't been together for months now, we're passed the whole wooing stage of the relationship don't you think?"
"Okay point taken."
I eased my Bronco from the parking lot and down the uncharacteristically busy streets Dean's hand on top of mine on the shift. It was kind of sweet I guess, I mean it was a Connie and Guy sort of thing. My mind was just else where, it was like I knew he was right there beside me right then, but I knew in three days he'd be gone again and it would be another fourteen days until I got to see him again. It just wasn't working for me, I was seriously starting to think maybe everything would be better for both of us if we just ended it. Called it off before we both got hurt, I just had to figure out how to bring myself to do it.