A/N: I don't own Miracle, but I do own DVDs of the actual games!

Hi-may: A lot of the Irish people I know call their dad either Pa or Dad. Da is common from what I've heard, but I decided to go with something a little more Americanized.

Icesk8er7-08: Email me with what ideas you have and I'll see what I can think up. I'd be glad to try to help you.

Darkdestiny2000: Cookies! I love cookies! Well, coffee is better, but cookies are cool. I had this absolutely amazing iced mocha on Saturday; it was heavenly. I can see why the guy in Guys and Dolls said coffee should be a sin. Can you tell that I'm a caffeine addict?

Emador: I can see why you like Charlie so much. He's going to show up again soon.

Shelbers: Thanks! That makes me so happy that I'm portraying people accurately.

Meadow567: Thanks for reviewing. Sorry you couldn't review.

Moi: I'm not going to break Mac and Emily up. Or at least, I'm not planning on it. Now, if someone gives me $2000 to break them up, I'll do it, but hey, I was willing to shave my head if my friend could raise $2000. (He couldn't do it.)

Ellie's POV

I spent the entire bus ride to Lake Placid playing games like Twenty Questions and I Spy with Mark Johnson, the Coneheads, Silky, and Jim Craig. Well, Jimmy actually spent most of the ride playing with Heidi while I entertained the others. Bah was the king of I Spy. For example, Silky said, "I spy something yellow."

And immediately Buzzy said, "Suter's head."

"No, you retard," Silky replied. "What are you, stupid?"

"Well, apparently that's what you think of me."

"Is it the entire population of Sweden?" Johnson asked.

"Is what the entire population of Sweden?" Bah asked.

"Whatever Silky spies that is yellow," Johnson said, like it was the most obvious thing on Earth. "And I'm guessing that he spies Sweden."

"But where would he see Sweden?" Jimmy said. "We're on a bus in the middle of nowhere."

Johnson shrugged. "All I know is they keep blondes in Sweden."

"You know, Johnson," I said. "Nina is a redhead."

"I'm not saying I'm attracted to blondes; I'm just saying that most Swedes are blondes."

"What else is yellow?" I asked. "We know it's not Suter's head or Sweden. What is it?"

"I don't know," Johnson said.

"How would I know? I'm just a stupid Minnesotan," Buzzy said.

"Heidi's outfit," Bah announced. "She's wearing a yellow jumpsuit."

"Yes," Silky said. "Okay, not all Minnesotans are retarded, just Buzzy."

"Hey, I take offense at that!" Buzzy yelped.

"Buzzy, I think that was the point," I told him.

"I'm going to see Gayle. Maybe she likes me better," Buzzy said as he stood up and went to join his wife.

"Poor Buzzy," Johnson said. "It's not his fault he isn't as smart as the rest of us."

I missed Jack. I had gone with the team so I could talk to Rob, but my twin was just ignoring me. He spent the entire bus ride talking to Dave Christian and Bob Suter. I should have stayed in New York City with Jack. At least Jack wanted to have me around and come to think of it, I wanted to be around him. I wanted to be with him; I needed to be with him. He was a sweet, amazing guy. I would kill to be with Jack right now instead of playing a five-year-old's game with the Coneheads.

"I spy something brown," Jimmy said interrupting my thoughts.

"Huh?" was all I could say.

"We're playing a game, Elizabeth," Bah said pretending to be exasperated. "And Jimmy spied something brown."

"Bah's hair," Silky said.

"Nope."

"Your hair," I guessed.

"Not it either."

"Umm, the entire population of Italy," Johnson suggested.

"Are you just retarded?" Bah asked. "We're still in the middle of nowhere and I haven't seen any buses loaded to the nines with Italians driving by recently."

"Plus not all Italians have brown hair," I pointed out. "There are some blondes in Italy." (A/N: very true fact, I'm half-Italian and most of my younger siblings are blondes.)

"Fine, I'm retarded like Buzzy. I guess I'll go sit with Gayle and see if she'll entertain me," Johnson sighed.

"Gayle loves Buzzy," I said. "You're retarded, Mark. There's no way in heck Gayle would entertain you when she has Buzzy around."

He stuck his lower lip out and made sad puppy eyes at me. "Take that back, Ellie, pretty please?"

"Bah, tell Jimmy what he wants to know so we can start playing twenty questions and stop insulting each other," I ordered.

The brown haired sheep shrugged. "I can't think of what is brown besides my hair and Jimmy's hair."

"Umm, what about my hair, my coat, and Heidi's hair?" I suggested. "All of those things are brown. My eyes are also brown."

"You got it," Jimmy said.

"I got what?"

"Are you completely clueless today?" he asked.

I nodded and smiled. "Of course."

"You won. You figured out what was brown."

"And what was it?"

"Your hair," he told me. "Jack is always talking to me about how much he loves your hair and it was my turn, so I picked your hair."

I smiled. "So it's my turn now?"

"No, Elizabeth, it's your mother's cousin's turn," Bah said.

"Oh, shut up sheep boy," I told him. "I spy something blue."

"My gorgeous eyes," he said.

"The only gorgeous blue eyes I care about are Jack's," I said. "I've never noticed what color your eyes are."

"Aww, how cute, Rob, your twin's madly in love with O'Callahan!" Bah yelled to the front of the bus.

"I don't care," my brother yelled back. "That's her business."

I sighed. "You two had a fight, didn't you?" Jimmy asked.

I nodded. "And Jack and I had a spat, but that was mostly because he was in pain," I said.

Jimmy hugged me. "I'm sorry. I can talk to Jack for you if you want."

"That'd be great," I said. "I'd really appreciate that."

"And I can talk to Robbie," Johnson offered.

"Or I could do it," Bah put in.

"That would be better," I told him. "If you wouldn't mind."

"Bah and I could talk to Mac together if you want," Johnson suggested.

"Okay, I guess that could work." I knew Mark Johnson just wanted to help and I appreciated that. After all, I did introduce him to Nina.

Jack's POV

Doc and I took an early morning train up to Lake Placid. All I could think about the entire trip was Ellie. She'd had a fight with Mac and then I'd only made things worse the way I'd treated her in the locker room. She was the love of my life and I hadn't been there when she needed me most. But I was determined to make that up to her. I wanted to marry her and I needed her in my life. I had recently discovered that I couldn't imagine spending the rest of my life without Ellie and Heidi.

"David, Heidi and Nick are going to be here any minute now. Would you please go put on a tie?" Ellie asked, walking into the living room.

My twenty-one year old son sighed. "Fine, Mom, but it's not like the President is coming to visit or anything."

My wife shook her head. "That's true. But Nana and Papa O'Callahan are here. And Uncle Rob and Aunt Emily are here with Alex, Katrina, and Paul."

"But Grandpa McClanahan isn't here," my ten-year-old daughter, Abby pointed out. Abby, the surprise as we called her, was sitting by the Christmas tree playing with our two Siberian huskies, Herb and Banjo. Abby was born nine months after Ellie and my fourteenth wedding anniversary.

"I know," Ellie said shooting me a look I couldn't read, but I knew what it meant. Her father was in Hawaii on his honeymoon; he had married a twenty-eight year old named Jeannie two weeks earlier. Rob and Ellie were furious about it, Jennie and Natalie were mad, but not as mad as the twins, and I had no clue how Kathie felt about it, or if she knew. No one in the McClanahan family had talked to Kathie in years.

"But Aunt Jennie and Aunt Natalie are coming with their families," I said, trying to cheer things up. "So, David, go put a tie on. Steve, set the table for your mother. Mary, go fill up pitchers of water for the table. Anna, go tell Nana and Papa to come down for dinner. Ellie, sit down and rest. Abby, just sit here and keep Herb and Banjo out of trouble."

My wonderful kids jumped to it and took care of following my orders. Abby looked at me. "Daddy, how come we have a Nana O'Callahan, but not a Grandma McClanahan? When Grandpa McClanahan married Jeannie, she told us to call her Grandma, but she's only two years old than Heidi, so how can I call her Grandma? She's younger than Mommy."

Ellie smiled. "Then don't call her Grandma."

"But why don't I have a Grandma McClanahan?"

"Because your Grandmother McClanahan doesn't want anything to do with me," my wife told our youngest daughter. "She and Grandpa McClanahan had a fight when Heidi was a baby and they divorced. And I don't want to see her ever again."

"Why not?" Abby asked.

"She wanted me to be something I wasn't and she didn't like Daddy. "

"Why didn't she like Daddy?"

"Because I was poor," I told my daughter.

"We're not poor now, are we?"

I shook my head. "Not anymore, my job and your mother's job keep us in more than comfortable financial circumstances."

"Okay," Abby replied and then went back to snuggling up against the dogs.

I kissed Ellie's cheek. "You're the most amazing woman ever born. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Oh, you'd survive," she teased before kissing my forehead. "But your life would be a miserable, pitiful hell."

I smiled. "It was the most amazing day of my life the day you agreed to marry me."

"Ah, well, I only did that because I loved you and I didn't want to die without you."

"You know, you two are supposed to be stodgy old people who have no romance in your lives," Steve said walking into the room.

"Says who?" Ellie asked, snuggling up against me.

"That's what most of my friends' parents are like," he said. "And anyways, Heidi is married and she has a daughter. Plus I'm getting married in June."

"Are we embarrassing?" my wife teased my son.

"You two did have a baby ten years ago. I was thirteen years old and my mom was having a baby. Think about how that looked to my friends at school, it was like you two couldn't keep your hands off each other."

I shrugged. "Don't you want your parents to still be in love?"

"I guess, but do you two have to be so open about it?"

"Stephen, what do you want us to do?" Ellie asked. "Hide our love in the closet?"

He shrugged and said in a thick Latvian accent, "Jack, we're in Lake Placid. Jack, wake up."

I opened my eyes and looked up at Doc. "What did you say?"

"We're in Lake Placid," he told me in his thick Latvian accent. "It's time to get off the train."

"Did I sleep the whole way here?" I asked.

Doc nodded. Then we got off the train and headed over to the Olympic village where Herb, Craig, and the team were checking in.

Ellie was standing with Jimmy and Bah. I joined them after trying to convince Herb that I was ready to play with little success. "Hey, Ellie," I said calmly. "Jimmy, Bah."

"Hey," Jimmy and Bah said.

"Hi, honey," Ellie said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. "How are you doing?"

"I'm good," I told her. "How was your trip up here?"

"Okay," she said in that tone where I knew she wanted to say something else.

"Never play I Spy or Twenty Questions with Buzzy and Johnson," Jimmy told me. "They'll drive you insane."

"I think even Heidi is closer to suicide because of that experience," Bah added.

"My little princess would never commit suicide," I said, smiling at Heidi.

"So, how are you doing?" Ellie asked me. "Is your leg going to be all right?"

"They said that it's just a leg contusion and I should be able to play by the second week, but Herb won't say anything yet."

"Well, he needs to talk to Doc and Walter," Ellie told me. "They need to help him make the decisions. Walter speaks for the Olympic committee and you know how much Herb thinks of their opinion."

"He'll do the exact opposite of what Walter recommends," Jimmy remarked. "So hope that Walter recommends that Herb cut you."

"Isn't that a little weird?" Bah asked. "Do you really want to be hoping that the Committee cuts you?"

I shrugged. "I just don't want Herb to cut me. I know I can play no matter how much it hurts."

Ellie shot me a look that said you better watch it mister. Ah, the joys of dating a physical therapist!

JIMMY CRAIG'S POV (A/N: the POV everyone's been waiting for)

Herb took us to the hockey rink after we were all checked in. Most of the guys headed back to the village to get settled in before Herb started practices, but Jack hobbled down onto the ice. I knew Herb wanted to talk to him, but I wanted to talk to him about Ellie before Herb got to him, so I went down to the ice. "It's hard to believe we're finally here," I said.

Jack looked at me. "Yeah, but at least you know you're going to play. I can't play for a week and with Herb that means you're off the team."

"He's not going to cut you after you've come this far."

"This is Herb we're talking about, Jimmy, not my mother. He's not that nice of a guy."

"Okay, enough about Herb," I said. "That's not what I want to talk to you about."

"Then what do you want to talk about?"

"I sat next to your girlfriend the entire ride up here."

"And you want to steal her from me?" Jack asked.

I shook my head. "No, she's a great girl, but we've been friends far too long for me to steal your girl. Jack, you're a very lucky man."

"I know," he said. "I still don't know why she picked me."

"Because she looked around the world and decided to date the one guy in the world who hated her brother," I teased. "But seriously, she thinks you're mad at her."

"Why would I be mad at her?"

"Because you snapped at her after you hurt your knee."

"But she knows I was in pain, she must know I didn't mean it."

I sighed. "Jack, she had a huge fight with Mac the night before. Mac is thinking about leaving Emily and not telling her about these thoughts until after the baby comes."

"And Ellie is completely opposed to such a concept," Jack said. "Why didn't she tell me? Why did she tell you and not me?"

"She told me because Bah wouldn't leave her alone until she told us why she is fighting with Mac. It wasn't like she was planning to talk to us about it or she even wanted to, but when you're being poked, tickled, and prodded by Bah, Johnson, Silky, and me, it's not exactly easy to keep any secrets."

"So I should talk to her?"

"Do you want to marry her?"

Jack nodded and smiled making me smile. "She's the greatest girl I've ever met. She reminds me of your mother."

I smiled. "Then you need to talk to her if she's that fantastic."

"Now I just have to wait for Herb to make up his mind about me."

"Good luck," I told him, clapping him on the shoulder. "Herb is coming, so I'm going to go tell Ellie to wait for you."

Ellie was in the rink lobby talking to Doc and Walter Bush when I came out. None of their faces betrayed any news about OC. It seemed that Herb was keeping his cards close to his vest and keeping a perfect poker face.

I stood off to the side waiting for Ellie and the men to finish their conversation. I noticed that Ellie was balancing Heidi on her left hip and the baby seemed tired, as did her mother. I thought about taking Heidi from Ellie, but I wasn't sure that either of them would like that idea too much. Heidi and I didn't know each other very well and she didn't like people other than Ellie and Jack when she was tired. So I just sat there tapping my toes and watching Ellie.

"OC's playing, baby!" I heard Jack yell and I smiled.

Ellie left Doc and Walter to head towards Jack. She handed Heidi to me and ran to Jack. "I'm so proud of you, baby!" she squealed. And when I say she squealed, I mean she squealed.

He dropped his crutches on the floor and hugged her.

Ellie's POV

I was talking to Doc and Walter about Jack's chances of seeing ice time during the Olympics when I heard, "OC's playing baby!" Jack came hobbling towards us on his crutches. I excused myself, handed Heidi to Jimmy who was standing nearby and practically flew to Jack. "I'm so proud of you, baby!" I squealed. I knew I was squealing and I didn't care for once.

He dropped his crutches on the floor and pulled me close to him. "I'd pick you up, but then I'd never play hockey again," he whispered in my ear. "Oh, Ellie, I love you so much."

"The feeling is mutual," I told him. "I wish I'd stayed in New York with you."

"You didn't work things out with Mac?"

"He apparently hates me," I said. "He won't talk to me, but he told Buzzy to tell me that I can leave him alone and stop trying to tell him what to do."

Jack hugged me. "I'm sorry. I could tear him to pieces like a vicious maniac if you'd like."

I shook my head. "No, you need to keep yourself under control. He is your roommate; you need to live peacefully with him. Also, Bah and Johnson want to talk to him about things. They want to take care of this for me."

"But I'm your boyfriend," he protested.

"And you're Mac's roommate."

"We're all teammates. Squabbling amongst teammates is just bad as squabbling amongst roommates especially during the Olympics."

"That's fine, but Bah is like a brother to me and he just wants to do me a brotherly service."

"What about Johnson?"

"It's a thank you present for Nina," I told him, kissing his cheek.

"But I'm still the most important man in your life?" Jack asked.

I kissed his lips. "Of course, now let's go to the Village and get settled in before our families arrive."

A/N: Okay, so the Games start in the next chapter. The McClanahans and the O'Callahans will show up then too. (As will Charlie and Nora.)