happiness is not a fish that you can catch fic: life is sweet 1/1

Apr 26, 2008 13:33

• Note that there's a long Thomas and Trevor chapter to come soon, but this one has to come before it can. Enjoy.

TITLE: Life Is Sweet
AUTHOR: Frala
E-MAIL: frala at hotmail dot com
DISTRIBUTION: Just at Perchance to Dream
DISCLAIMER: I neither claim any ownership to any of the characters aside from the ones I made up. And I'm not implying anything about any of the characters in real life. Its all fiction, none of it actually happened, I made it up.
AN: Thank you as always to Mae, Brenn, and AJ for the beta. *hearts*
AN2: This is a pretty long series, most of it is on my website, the rest is archived here too. I can hook you up if you'd like to read it.
RATING: R, for language.
CONTINUITY: Happiness is Not a Fish That You Can Catch. It's after the 1999/00 season. Ronnie only played 3 playoff games and after a partial season with the Sharks and retired after the season ended.
CHARACTERS: Ronnie Stern, Monica, Angela, Ruby. Though mentions of a lot of people too.
SUMMARY: Ronnie's career is over, but his life is just starting.

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Life is sweet (look at the endless sky)
Life is dear (and your face is beautiful)
Life is bliss (I don’t want anything from you)
Life is joy (I’m happy having only this)
I, I am thankful for the time I have here
and I, I, I have love

~~

I've always liked flying into Calgary. Part of that I'm sure is that I'm going home, but I think it's more than that too. I like that even though they're pretty far away you can see the mountains and down town is silhouetted in front of them, it's pretty as hell. I'm looking forward to seeing that, though it's got some stiff competition that it won't be beating.

Namely my Daughter. Her and the girls are going to be waiting for me at the airport. God, I can't wait to see them. I've missed so much with Ruby, no matter how often I see her it's never enough. She's three now and damn… I don’t want to miss anymore.

With the way the season ended and the way I feel right now… I need her, hell, I need all of them. That seems to weird to say, about Monica and especially about Angela, but I do.

I didn't really process how much we'd become a family when I was injured, then that first season in San Jose I really did, and I missed them every single second I was away. I mean I had things, and people to distract me, but I missed her. I remember lying in bed one night with Patty, which is a whole other story really.

I just remember waking up with him that first morning and everything from the night before came rushing back to me. Waking up with him, realizing that the memory I had of kissing him… ended up being a whole lot more than just kissing. And he didn’t seem to mind any more than I did.

We talked for hours that first morning, even as young as he is, he was great to talk to. He loved to trace his fingers over my tattoo, asking why I got it, and laying back listening no matter how many times I explained that Ruby would get so excited and clap when I'd pull the Cat In The Hat out.

His face would get this look on it like he thought I was the greatest dad ever because I missed her so much the tattoo of the cat made me miss her less. It just kind of happened with him. I mean not in a 'he tripped and accidentally landed on my cock sort of way', just we talked, we got close, things happened, then things didn't happen and we moved on from that. I liked it though, he was a great kid and we're still pretty close.

I'm not leaving there with any regrets personally. Professionally, again a whole other story. My knee never really quite got to where it should have been. No matter how hard I tried and worked at it, it just wasn't there. And let's face it I'm not exactly the most skilled guy to begin with. There was a lot of sitting in the press box. And a lot of realizations and harsh truths said to myself come the end of the season. Most of them confirmed by management when it was over.

I can deal though, I really can. As weird as it seems to say, spending so much time working at it and trying to get back, I did it and the skill just isn't there anymore for me to be able to do it on one leg. I guess all that time in the press box is good for deep thinking if nothing else.

Almost time to land now, man, I don't think I've ever stayed awake an entire flight in my life.

But there's too much. Too much going on in my head right now for me to even come close to sleeping. I can't wait to see her, and them, and everyone. Seems like the whole world has changed since I spent any significant amount of time here. And I guess for all of us it has.

Theo and Sandy still have their same issues, only separated by distance as well as everything else. Seems like that's never going to change for either of them, despite how exactly right they are together. I still think about locking them away, like if the whole rest of the world didn't exist they'd be happy.

We lost Steve; I still haven't quite processed that one yet. I'm not entirely sure that I ever really will. We all got together and had our own little thing for him, well for us. Kind of sobering, literally, to think that at some point in our lives that could have been any single one of us. We needed that together time, even with one empty seat.

And James is the same as always, just playing out east. I need to get out there and see him again too; his kids would love to see Ruby again. I keep on calling and getting his wife and me and her end up in the longest conversations until finally James comes on and accuses me of putting the moves on her. Then I'm pretty sure she shuts him up with some kissing and whatever else, by then the phone is gone dead and I'm left to wonder about it. And I do.

And for me? I guess I settled into being a dad, even one who is pretty absent for most of the year… I think that made this decision a lot easier. Part of me wishes that Angela's job was still in Vancouver, but part of me knows that coming back here, is more like coming home too.

I've been craving that feeling.

More than I even wanted to admit to myself.

I dated a few people down there, nothing that got too serious, but nothing horrible and messy either. I guess I'm still looking for that… whatever it is that makes you feel like Trevor and Thomas look. I don't know what the feeling is exactly, but I want to look at me and see that look staring back.

There was more me just dealing with me, and learning to understand how I felt, and what I wanted and… yeah look at me going to fucking California to find myself. Whatever right? It worked… I think.

But back to Alberta. Monica has a nice bit of land bought and they're building a house. I'm a little surprised that right off the bat, I've been invited in, but you know, I think it works out. We can get enough space for all of us, two separate buildings or something maybe… Angela says they have plans made up and I can make changes but I'm pretty easy with whatever it is honestly.

I just want to be close to my girl. I'll sleep on the damn couch if that's what it takes. I think they've both had enough of that. More than enough of that. So this should work out much better.

As usual it's windy as fuck when the plane starts to touch down, but the view is so much more than worth it.

Even clearing customs, answering questions, showing documents, all of that bullshit, I'm just focused on the good things.

And it's all worth it when I wheel my cart out there and see her standing with the girls, waving at me and calling out 'Daddy' taking those couple of steps to me before I grab her and hug her to me. Fuck, she's gotten so much bigger even in the few weeks since I saw her last.

Yeah, I don't want to miss any more of this than I have to.

I'm sure we gave the people at the airport a nice show, me a little girl, and two hot chicks all being kissy and stuff, but I don't really care either. I Just wanted to get out of there, and get on with whatever I'm going to be getting on with now.

Or at least starting to figure that out.

These three are going to be a big part of it though, no question.

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I have love
Life is sweet (can you smell the flowers)
Life is dear (you will never count the stars)
Life is bliss

Fear nothing

I, I am thankful for the time I have here
I, I am hopeful we will see it clearly
I, I, I have love

~~

THE END

rating: r, ron stern, author: frala

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