In honor of the 25th anniversary of the original miracle on ice, I have a spur of the moment update! Hope you all enjoy!
After we took a shower-yes, together this time- and I got spare clothes from a smirking Robbie, Jack and I made our way down to the lobby.
Every guy on the team besides Dad and Doc were grinning at us. I wanted to smack that 'I know you just got laid' look off every single solitary face. But then again, why deny the truth? "Yeah, yeah, we did it." I muttered just before Phil opened his mouth.
"Knew it!" Bah stated, slapping Jack on the back.
"How does it feel to be the one to deflower the coach's daughter?" Silky asked.
"He wasn't the one to deflower me!" I cried
"He wasn't the one to deflower her!" Robbie cried at the same time.
Every eye in the lobby was on us. I sunk down between Buzzy and Pav. "Hide me. Just, you know, make the floor swallow me up."
"No way, it's getting interesting!" Rammer made me stand all the way up. "So where did the honor of deflowering you go to?"
I turned really really red, and so was Robbie. "Well, on prom night, you know how it is," I lost a few boys there to nostalgia.
"And I was Dana's date." Robbie was just as embarrassed as I was; only he hid it so much better.
"We both decided to lose it to someone really special and someone we could trust so, uh, yeah." I trailed off at the end, seeing Jacks' face. He looked stricken and I kissed him on the cheek. "Don't worry, you were a lot better."
"Hey! I've practiced!" Robbie exclaimed indignantly.
I laughed, "Sure you have. Some things you're just born with." I said, wrapping an arm around Jack.
"She got you there man."
"Dana, Herb wants to talk to you."
I nodded and followed Craig to Dad and Doc. I never understand why Dad couldn't have done it himself. I guess he wanted to keep his distance from the team.
"Hi Dad, what's up?"
Dad looked vaguely uncomfortable. "Dana, I know your birthday's coming up and well, I know I haven't had much time for you and your mother, and your siblings. I just wanted to apologize. And I was talking to your mother last night and she suggested-" he pulled a small box out from his pocket, "That I gave you this. Now it's not a bribe," he said, seeing my face, "It's a thank you present, to show you how much I really have appreciated your help all these months." He handed me the box and I opened it. In side was my I.D. tag, which I already had. The key difference, however, was that my old one was a locker room-only access pass, and this one was an all-access pass. I looked up.
"Dad does this mean-"
"You can sit with us." He replied nodding. "On the bench."
I started to tear up. "Thank you daddy." I said, giving him a tight hug. "I love you. I hope the boys don't let you down."
"They won't," he said softly. "They won't."
