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Mid-June, NYC

I was sitting in my room, debating if I wanted to rearrange the furniture or not. I had been feeling restless lately and needed to do something.

"Chev, what are you doing?" Dad poked his head in.

"I was thinking about rearranging my room." I said.

"Are you okay? You haven't been able to sit still in almost a week. And I noticed you're not sleeping well." dad said.

"What?"

"I tend to notice when you're sitting in the living room at 3AM." Dad said. "Everything okay?"

"I'm fine. I just feel…."

"You miss Mike." Dad said.

"No. Yes….maybe. I don't know." I said.

"You want to talk about it?" dad asked.

"When I broke up with Mike, I was so sure I was doing the right thing. Now….I dunno. Maybe I am just lonely." I said.

"You having doubts?" dad asked.

"No, I mean…I know deep down that we want different things in life." I said. "It must just be adjustment."

Dad nodded, "By the way, OC called last night while you were out."

"Okay, I'll call him in a bit." I said as dad continued down the hall.

I sat down on my bed. I looked at my night stand. There was a picture of Mike and me outside the Olympic Ice Arena following the medal ceremony. Patti Brooks had taken it. I picked up the frame. We had been so happy that day.

I sighed and set the picture back on my stand. I then thought about it and put the picture away in a drawer. I looked up on a shelf and saw a box of keepsakes from when I was with Mike. I took it down wondering what I should do with it.

I opened the box, looking through the items that I had inside. A ticket from the first movie we saw as a couple, Alien.

"Two, please." Rizzo said.

"You didn't have to do that." I said. I looked around to see if anyone had noticed but no one was paying us any attention.

"Yes, I did. It's a date, and I don't care how liberated women get, you're not paying for anything as long as you're with me." Rizzo said with a smile and wink. I giggled remembering that I had told him the story about that horrible blind date I had.

I found the lily I had saved from the first time Mike bought me flowers. It was the night he had taken me on my perfect dream date.

"Where are you going to put your lilies so your dad doesn't notice?" Rizzo asked.

"I will put them in my bedroom. Dad doesn't venture in there very often. Thank you for them, they are so beautiful." I said.

Rizzo reached into the bouquet and took one of the flowers out. He broke off part of the stem and laced the flower through my hair and tucked it behind my ear. "But not as beautiful as you." He leaned down and kissed me. I kissed him back almost tearing up to think of all the wonderful things he had done for me that night.

I closed the box and put it back on the shelf. I would decide later what to do with it. I looked back at my bed. The bear Mike gave me for Christmas was sitting there. I rubbed my forehead as the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Chev, what's going on?" OC asked.

"Jack….I was just thinking. Did I do the right thing when I broke up with Mike?" I asked.

"That was your decision. It was up to you then and it still is. I can't say if it was right or not." Jack said.

"It's just…there is so much to remind me of him." I said.

"Of course, he was a big part of your life for a long time." Jack said.

"You're right. I am probably just….well I mean he was my first great love. I am probably just overreacting. Right?" I said.

"Could be. You still want to come to my mid-summer camp? I got all the information for you." Jack said.

"Yes, I am looking forward to it." I said.

"Great. It'll be in Chicago…July 6-10th." OC said.

"I can't wait. I love working, watching guys on the ice, evaluating them…I guess hockey is in my blood." I said.

"You are a Craig, that's for sure." OC laughed.

"I'm gonna be helping dad when the Rangers have their mid-summer camp." I said. "The Wings will be having theirs at the end of the month which I will be required to be at."

"I am sure you'll start feeling better when you get back in the swing of things with work." OC said.

"Yeah, you're probably right." I smiled. "Oh, there is this huge billboard in Times Square that says 'Who Shot JR?'."

"Really? That is awesome. My vote goes with SueEllen." OC said.

"I don't know. I think Cliff finally just had enough. I mean his dad is gone, and after everything the Ewings, specifically JR has done." I said.

"But JR was going to have SueEllen put in a sanitarium. He was going to take the baby away from her. Not to mention he was doing her sister." OC said.

"But SueEllen doesn't know about his affair with Kristin." I said.

"I guess we'll have to wait till September." OC said. "How's your dad?"

"Good, busy with team stuff. I try to spend time with him because in August I have to go back to Detroit. How is Rizzo?" I asked.

"About the same. I try to see him a few times a week. He asks about you from time to time." OC said.

"That's good. I do want him to be happy and healthy." I said.

"He'll be okay in time I am sure." OC said.

"Well I am going to run. Maybe I will take dad out to dinner." I said.

"Wish I had a hott girl taking me to dinner." OC chuckled.

"Hey, I took you to dinner when you were here." I mock protested.

"Yeah…I might have to come back." OC laughed.

"Anytime, but I am gonna run. I'll call you in a few days." I hung up.