The Flames come to Pittsburgh, and Jarome smiles at Sid on the ice during warmups, the same friendly smile, not a smug one. He smiles again and says, "Hey, Sid," when they skate up to the faceoff circle. Nobody calls Sid a cocksucker any more pointedly than usual.
***
Sid doesn't think about the night of the gold medal game if he can help it. Sometimes, though, when his hand is moving fast, he remembers the feeling of arms around him, hands on him, holding him where he belongs. Then he lets the memory stay until he's done.
***
It's not Sid's place to call any of the shots on trades, of course, but sometimes Ray and Dan will ask him what he thinks about a particular player, just as one more piece of input.
"So, Iginla," Ray says. Sid nods. No one has made any secret about the speculation, so he's had plenty of time to think his answer through.
"Yeah," he says. "I mean, of course."
"We've heard we're on his short list," Dan says. "But do you think he'd fit?"
"Yeah, I do," Sid says.
"Even if we have to knock Duper off your line?"
Sid nods again. "I think everyone would make it work."
"Hm," says Ray.
***
Jarome walks into the locker room wearing black and gold, and all the guys start hooting and cheering. Eventually, though, they settle down again and get serious about getting ready for practice.
Jarome pauses next to Sid while Sid's still tying up his laces. "Hey, Sid," he says, and smiles at him, that same warm smile.
Sid takes a deep breath, lifts his head, and smiles back. "Hi," he says.
***
Sid doesn't think about the night of the gold medal game if he can help it. Sometimes, though, when his hand is moving fast, he remembers the feeling of arms around him, hands on him, holding him where he belongs. Then he lets the memory stay until he's done.
***
It's not Sid's place to call any of the shots on trades, of course, but sometimes Ray and Dan will ask him what he thinks about a particular player, just as one more piece of input.
"So, Iginla," Ray says. Sid nods. No one has made any secret about the speculation, so he's had plenty of time to think his answer through.
"Yeah," he says. "I mean, of course."
"We've heard we're on his short list," Dan says. "But do you think he'd fit?"
"Yeah, I do," Sid says.
"Even if we have to knock Duper off your line?"
Sid nods again. "I think everyone would make it work."
"Hm," says Ray.
***
Jarome walks into the locker room wearing black and gold, and all the guys start hooting and cheering. Eventually, though, they settle down again and get serious about getting ready for practice.
Jarome pauses next to Sid while Sid's still tying up his laces. "Hey, Sid," he says, and smiles at him, that same warm smile.
Sid takes a deep breath, lifts his head, and smiles back. "Hi," he says.
Reply
MY,
GOD.
I COULD NOT BE HAPPIER WITH THIS FILL. THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED, HOW IS LIFE THIS AWESOME. HOW ARE YOU THIS AWESOME.
\o/
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment