Emador- You forgot Craig's name? How did you manage that one? And you'll just have to wait and see what happens Moss Predictions. LOL

Vaughnloveralwaysandforev- Well here is some more for you to enjoy. I hope you like it. And your review was so cute how you hinted but never said anything.

Meadow567- That wasn't a word, you're right, LOL. So read this and tell me what you think. And Go Tigers!

May 23, 1980

Winthrop, Massachusetts

Mike was due to pick me up in a few minutes. He'd said to wear something nice. I sat in the guest room looking at myself in the mirror. I still felt very distant from Mike and being there with him wasn't helping this time.

I pulled on a pair of black pumps and stood up. I sighed and headed out to the main room to wait for Mike. I knew I'd have to tell him what I was feeling. I stepped out of the guest room. Helen, Eugene and my dad were sitting around the kitchen table. They looked up at me and smiled.

"Oh Chevon, you look beautiful." Helen smiled and came to hug me.

"Thank you." I said.

Dad walked over to me. "I just can't believe it."

"Believe what?" I asked.

"Just….that you're all grown up." Dad said.

"You've been saying that a lot the last few days. You okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine." Dad smiled and kissed my cheek. "You have a great time tonight."

I nodded.

"I want pictures." Helen said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Oh….well you're all dressed up and Mikey will be too." Helen said.

I shrugged. About that time Mike walked in. He was wearing black dress pants and a blue dress shirt. He had an arm full of lilies. He smiled and walked over to me and kissed my cheek.

"These are for you." Mike said and handed me the lilies.

"Oh Mikey." Helen rushed over and hugged Mike.

"Mom, its fine." Mike smiled.

Dad was smiling.

"I want a few pictures." Helen said. "Stand together kids."

Mike put his arm around me. I smiled as Helen clicked off a few pictures.

"You ready to go?" Mike smiled. "You look so beautiful."

"Yeah, we can go." I said.

"You kids have a wonderful time." Eugene said.

"We will dad." Mike said.

Dad smiled at me again as Mike and I walked out of the house.

(Ferry to Lovell Island, Boston Bay)

"Mike, why are we riding a ferry across Boston Bay?" I asked.

"I want to take you over to Lovell Island. From there you can see the lighthouse." Mike smiled and kissed my cheek.

"I didn't realize it would still be so chilly on the water." I said.

"Yeah, especially after nightfall. I'm sorry. I should've told you." Mike said and wrapped an arm around me.

"It's okay." I said.

"This island is so pretty, especially when you stand on the shore and look at the next island with the lighthouse." Mike said.

"I'm sure I'll like it." I said.

"I hope so. How did you enjoy dinner?" Mike asked.

"It was nice. Good food. I haven't had Chinese in awhile." I said.

"You were so quiet; I was wondering if you're okay?" Mike asked.

I looked up at him. "Mike, I think we should…."

"There is Lovell Island." Mike said.

I sighed and let Mike pull me towards the front of the ferry as it neared the island.

As the ferry docked, Mike pulled me close to him and smiled. I forced a smile too. We left the ferry and walked across the dock.

"So where to now that we're here?" I asked.

"Up on the hill. There is a popular picture spot. It overlooks the island and you can see the lighthouse across the bay." Mike said. "It's beautiful at night."

I nodded and followed him.

"I've always loved coming here. My folks would bring me here as a kid. We'd have family picnics." Mike said and took my hand.

"It seems like a nice place." I said.

"I love it here. The sounds of the water, the sounds of ships, light from the lighthouse….its just awesome." Mike said.

I nodded and followed Mike as he led me off the docks and up a small path to the scenic spot he had told me about. I had to admit the place was nice. There was a small bridge covering a creek. If you stood on the bridge you could see most of the island and across the bay was the lighthouse Mike had told me about.

"Chev, isn't it beautiful here?" Mike said as we stepped out into the bridge.

"It's very pretty." I agreed.

Mike turned and looked down at me. "You look so beautiful. I don't think I'll ever forget how you look right now."

"Mike…..thank you." I said.

"I've been so excited to bring you up here." Mike said. "I just knew…."

"Mike I think we should talk." I said.

"About what?" Mike asked.

"Us." I said.

"Is there something wrong? You've been kinda distant since you got into town." Mike said.

"I don't know how to say this other than to just come out and say it……I don't think we should see each other anymore." I said.

"What? What….what did I do?" Mike asked.

"It's not something you did, it's just….I think we want different things in life." I said.

"I want you in my life." Mike grabbed my shoulders.

"I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you….but things just aren't the same anymore. We have different dreams." I said.

"What changed? I'll fix it." Mike insisted.

"You can't. I just think we got caught up in the Olympics and now that it's over…our lives are going in separate directions. I am scouting for the NHL….I've always wanted a life in the NHL. You don't even play anymore." I said.

"But I'm happy not playing." Mike said.

"But I'm not happy…..I thought you'd leave Lake Placid and go on to a tremendous NHL career. I was looking forward to being by your side through it…now that'll never happen. And hockey is all I know, I grew up around it, my dad, my grandfather and great-grandfather, my uncle….and now me as a scout." I said.

"Chev, I love you, don't you understand that?" Mike pleaded.

"I know you do…."

"Do you still love me?" Mike asked.

I looked up. "I don't know."

Mike let go of me and turned away. "Is this all because I quit hockey?"

"Part of it…I don't know. I started having doubts about us when you announced your retirement." I said.

"Do you think there is anything we can work out?" Mike said still not looking at me.

"I don't think so….our lives are so different now." I said.

"So that's it." Mike said.

"I'm sorry Mike. I never meant to hurt you." I said, my hands starting to shake. "When I get back to your house…I'll call the airline and change our tickets. Daddy and I will be gone by morning. I think its best."

Mike finally turned and looked at me. "I…forget it. Let's go back to the docks and catch the ferry. I'll drive you home."

I nodded and silently followed Mike to the docks. He never spoke to me the entire walk back. He never looked at me as we boarded the ferry and started back across the bay. I wasn't sure what I should say, so I stayed silent.

When we docked back in Boston, Mike still didn't speak to me. I silently followed him to his car. We climbed inside and he started the drive back to Winthrop. I glanced over at him a few times but he kept his eyes on the road. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I didn't say anything.

Mike pulled his car up in front of his house in Winthrop. I reached for the car door, but his hand on mine stopped me.

"Tell me…did you fall in love with me or 'the hockey player' I was?" Mike asked.

"I…..I don't know." I said.

Mike let go of my arm and I got out of the car. I walked into the house. Helen, Eugene and my dad were sitting in the main room. They were all smiling.

"Dad I am calling the airlines and changing our flights, we're leaving tonight." I said.

"Chevon?" Dad jumped up.

"I think we should leave tonight." I said and headed for the phone.

"What…." Dad started.

"Coach." Mike said from the doorway and shook his head.

"But…" Helen started.

"Mom we'll talk later." Mike said.

"But Mike you….." Dad started again.

"No Coach, no." Mike said.

"But…." Dad tried again.

"This is what she wants Coach…it's what she wants." Mike sighed.

"Chevon?" Dad turned to me.

I dialed the phone. "I'll explain later dad. You better go pack."

"Go pack? But, I mean….Mike?" Dad looked to Rizzo again.

Mike just shook his head again and sat down beside his mother.

"Yes, I need to change flight plans, last name is Craig……" I said into the phone.