Thank you so much for the reviews. I love it when they come in! Here are some answers to a question I received:

Why couldn't they have just said how they felt all those years ago? Well they were afraid that they're feelings would ruin they're friendship if they broke up, and they thought it was a stupid little crush.

What can't they just say it now? Annabelle wants to keep everything professional and also she doesn't want to get Jack in trouble with the affair.


Practice, practice, practice

Annabelle woke up that morning with a kink in her neck. Instead of waking up in her bed, she woke up with her head laying on the photo album she was looking at the other night. The last picture she was looking at was of her and Jack in hockey gear on the ice they used to dominate when they were younger. It wasn't taken that long ago either and it made her laugh. She looked over at the clock on the wall and stood up slowly massaging her neck. The team would probably be out on the ice right now and Annabelle really didn't feel like talking today, but just relaxing by the ice. She dressed quickly into her running shorts and tank top with a jacket tied around her waist before leaving. When she arrived at the rink, she was right; the team was out on the ice.

"Hey Doc." Annabelle said and stood next to him.

"Annabelle shouldn't you be at the dorm asleep or something?" Doc asked concerned.

"Doc you can never keep me down. I became bored to quickly and decided to run a little so I came here." Annabelle said taking a seat on the bench.

"But you should be resting." He argued back.

"Oh but Doc, I am resting. It's just that right now, all I want to do is see their practice without being at work." Annabelle said and relaxed even more. Doc chuckled and continued to watch the guys run drills and line formations.

At the end of the practice Annabelle followed her dad, Doc, and Herb to his office. Their little meeting over the next couple of games was discussed and last minute changes were made. Annabelle let Doc and her dad go out the door, when Herb stopped her from going.

"Hey AB can I ask you a question?" He asked seriously.

"Um sure." Annabelle said and sat down in the chair in front of his desk.

"You and Patty must have had a real good talk last night. Might I ask what was discussed?" Herb asked and sat down behind his desk.

"No Herb. What Patty and I talked about is strictly between us." Annabelle said trying hold back a chuckle that wanted to escape at Herb's frowning face. "Seriously Herb, it was girl talk, and no man should get in that type of thing." Herb cracked a smile and waved his hand in signal for her that she could leave. "I'll see you tomorrow, and you get some sleep." Annabelle said firmly.

"You know I should be saying that to you." Herb yelled as she walked down the hall.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Annabelle mumbled.

As Annabelle walked by the opening to the ice, she couldn't resist going out and looking at it. It seemed like a million years since she last skated and her legs almost made her walk out on the ice. The only thing that stopped her from walking out on the ice, or to her office to get her skates, was the persistent giggling. Annabelle looked slightly over her right shoulder and saw…


Sorry guys if I'm leaving it here, but I need to regroup my thoughts and watch the movie and million more times before I continue. Thanks for all those who have stuck with me and this story. Please leave plenty reviews!