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2minsforslashingTITLE: For a Moment
AUTHOR: Jennie
CHARACTERS: Jason Strudwick and Henrik Lundquist of the New York Rangers, and Mark Bell of the Chicago Blackhawks thrown in there for good measure.
SUMMARY: Jason confronts the past.
PART: 4
RATING: G
DISCLAIMER: I'd like to believe i own jason, mark, and henrik, but i don't. this story is fiction, which is why it's called a fic. and if i got anything factually wrong, j'ai tres desole.
Jason liked to believe he hadn't lied to Henrik; he just hadn't told Henrik the whole story.
Before Jason was signed by the Rangers, he had been madly in love. They were so in love, they were sitting in the car driving the 5 and a half hours to Windsor to get married when Jason received the call.
“Baby, that was Dave.” Jason’s hand was shaking, and he couldn’t move his eyes away from his cell phone. “What did he want?” Silence. Mark stole a glance at Jason and didn’t have to repeat the question. Without question, he pulled the car over to the side of the road. Mark concentrated on the steering wheel and blinked tears back into his eyes. “Where?” His voice was barely a whisper, and he was unsure of whether Jason heard him over the rumble of the passing cars beside them.
“New York. My plane leaves tomorrow.” “Tomorrow? Why do you need to leave tomorrow? We still have two weeks until training camp starts. New York isn’t that far. It’s only an hour plane ride or so. We can just hop a plane to see each other and we’ll still be able to be together. We can-“
Jason placed his trembling hand on Mark’s, still firmly gripping the wheel. He gently stroked Mark’s knuckles, and let his finger linger on the hair that grazed them. Jason’s heart broke with every glance he took of Mark’s face. “I’ve never loved anyone more in my entire life. You know that. But I’ll need time to get acquainted with the team. You never know how they’ll react..” For the first time in minutes, Mark moved his eyes away and looked hard at Jason. “We could make it work. We love each other.” Jason lifted his hand to touch Mark’s cheek, and let his fingers slide down the stubble. “Sometimes, love isn’t strong enough.”
Since boarding the plane to New York, Jason hadn’t seen Mark, nor had he heard from him. Sometimes, Jason wished he had the courage to pick up the phone and call Mark, but each time he went to dial the numbers, his brain told him that it was wrong to give Mark a false sense of security. Sure, he loved Mark. But Jason had Henrik now, and he loved Henrik. Jason had a new life in New York, one that he loved. Jason couldn’t call Mark, because Jason was scared of what hearing Mark’s voice would do to him, would make him feel. So instead, Jason walked past the phone and kept his thoughts about Mark to himself.
Unfortunately, Jason couldn’t keep his past in Chicago a secret for that long.
Jason and Henrik had been in sitting on the wooden bench in the locker room listening to the coach talking about the team’s upcoming game when Jason felt his heart skip a beat. “Everyone better be here at 10 so we can make the flight. Midway’s a bitch in the winter.” Jason immediately turned to Henrik. “Midway?” Henrik playfully punched Jason in the arm as the coach left the room, creating a mad rush to the door by players with thoughts other than hockey on their minds. “Did you forget we were playing your former team? It’s like a homecoming of sorts for you. Excited?”
Jason hadn’t exactly forgotten about the game in Chicago; he just pushed it out of his mind. Jason had enough to deal with like playing good defense, his relationship with Henrik, gelling with his teammates, that he didn’t need the added pressure of going to Chicago to worry him. And in the mess that had become his life, Jason had forgotten to tell Henrik about Mark. There was never a right time, never a good place to do it. He knew a lengthy conversation would follow, and wasn’t ready for that.
24 hours later, Jason was looking at the forests of New York State plotting his next move. Jason acted normal whenever Henrik asked him if he was excited; “Yes. I can’t wait. I miss my teammates.” The answers to these questions shouldn’t have been, “Well, since you asked, I’m more excited to see the man I was supposed to marry but didn’t because I was signed by New York while we were on our way to Windsor City Hall.”
Finally, about half way through the flight, Jason managed to get the conversation about Mark rolling. “Henrik, there’s something I have to tell you.” Henrik turned his body to face Jason and took his hand in concern. “What’s wrong, baby?” Jason stifled a nevous laugh. “Oh, nothing’s wrong. It’s just...in Chicago, I had a boyfriend.” Henrik nodded his head, urging Jason to go on. “We were really close…we were so in love. When I got the call that I was signed by New York, we were on the way to get married. After I came here, our relationship dissipated, and we haven’t talked since I left.” Henrik stayed silent, and Jason was having trouble reading him. “Okay. Are you still in love with her?”
Jason blinked, and realized how little Henrik knew about Jason. Henrik didn’t know that Jason knew he was gay from the moment he saw Super Mario smile, he didn’t know that Jason’s first kiss was his sister’s ex-boyfriend, he didn’t know about Mark. Henrik didn’t know, but Jason didn’t want him to know. Not yet, not now. “Him. His name is Mark. We were teammates. And…”
Jason looked deeply in Henrik’s eyes. “I haven’t called him since I left Chicago, I’ve been so scared of hearing his voice. I love you, but what I had with him…what I had with him is something that needs time to die out.” Henrik looked as Jason for a few moments, then glanced at his hands and nodded. “I understand. It hasn’t been that long. You need time to let it die out. I don’t mind giving that to you.”
(sorry it just kinda stops..i have the next part almost done, so please bear with me! :) )
AUTHOR: Jennie
CHARACTERS: Jason Strudwick and Henrik Lundquist of the New York Rangers, and Mark Bell of the Chicago Blackhawks thrown in there for good measure.
SUMMARY: Jason confronts the past.
PART: 4
RATING: G
DISCLAIMER: I'd like to believe i own jason, mark, and henrik, but i don't. this story is fiction, which is why it's called a fic. and if i got anything factually wrong, j'ai tres desole.
Jason liked to believe he hadn't lied to Henrik; he just hadn't told Henrik the whole story.
Before Jason was signed by the Rangers, he had been madly in love. They were so in love, they were sitting in the car driving the 5 and a half hours to Windsor to get married when Jason received the call.
“Baby, that was Dave.” Jason’s hand was shaking, and he couldn’t move his eyes away from his cell phone. “What did he want?” Silence. Mark stole a glance at Jason and didn’t have to repeat the question. Without question, he pulled the car over to the side of the road. Mark concentrated on the steering wheel and blinked tears back into his eyes. “Where?” His voice was barely a whisper, and he was unsure of whether Jason heard him over the rumble of the passing cars beside them.
“New York. My plane leaves tomorrow.” “Tomorrow? Why do you need to leave tomorrow? We still have two weeks until training camp starts. New York isn’t that far. It’s only an hour plane ride or so. We can just hop a plane to see each other and we’ll still be able to be together. We can-“
Jason placed his trembling hand on Mark’s, still firmly gripping the wheel. He gently stroked Mark’s knuckles, and let his finger linger on the hair that grazed them. Jason’s heart broke with every glance he took of Mark’s face. “I’ve never loved anyone more in my entire life. You know that. But I’ll need time to get acquainted with the team. You never know how they’ll react..” For the first time in minutes, Mark moved his eyes away and looked hard at Jason. “We could make it work. We love each other.” Jason lifted his hand to touch Mark’s cheek, and let his fingers slide down the stubble. “Sometimes, love isn’t strong enough.”
Since boarding the plane to New York, Jason hadn’t seen Mark, nor had he heard from him. Sometimes, Jason wished he had the courage to pick up the phone and call Mark, but each time he went to dial the numbers, his brain told him that it was wrong to give Mark a false sense of security. Sure, he loved Mark. But Jason had Henrik now, and he loved Henrik. Jason had a new life in New York, one that he loved. Jason couldn’t call Mark, because Jason was scared of what hearing Mark’s voice would do to him, would make him feel. So instead, Jason walked past the phone and kept his thoughts about Mark to himself.
Unfortunately, Jason couldn’t keep his past in Chicago a secret for that long.
Jason and Henrik had been in sitting on the wooden bench in the locker room listening to the coach talking about the team’s upcoming game when Jason felt his heart skip a beat. “Everyone better be here at 10 so we can make the flight. Midway’s a bitch in the winter.” Jason immediately turned to Henrik. “Midway?” Henrik playfully punched Jason in the arm as the coach left the room, creating a mad rush to the door by players with thoughts other than hockey on their minds. “Did you forget we were playing your former team? It’s like a homecoming of sorts for you. Excited?”
Jason hadn’t exactly forgotten about the game in Chicago; he just pushed it out of his mind. Jason had enough to deal with like playing good defense, his relationship with Henrik, gelling with his teammates, that he didn’t need the added pressure of going to Chicago to worry him. And in the mess that had become his life, Jason had forgotten to tell Henrik about Mark. There was never a right time, never a good place to do it. He knew a lengthy conversation would follow, and wasn’t ready for that.
24 hours later, Jason was looking at the forests of New York State plotting his next move. Jason acted normal whenever Henrik asked him if he was excited; “Yes. I can’t wait. I miss my teammates.” The answers to these questions shouldn’t have been, “Well, since you asked, I’m more excited to see the man I was supposed to marry but didn’t because I was signed by New York while we were on our way to Windsor City Hall.”
Finally, about half way through the flight, Jason managed to get the conversation about Mark rolling. “Henrik, there’s something I have to tell you.” Henrik turned his body to face Jason and took his hand in concern. “What’s wrong, baby?” Jason stifled a nevous laugh. “Oh, nothing’s wrong. It’s just...in Chicago, I had a boyfriend.” Henrik nodded his head, urging Jason to go on. “We were really close…we were so in love. When I got the call that I was signed by New York, we were on the way to get married. After I came here, our relationship dissipated, and we haven’t talked since I left.” Henrik stayed silent, and Jason was having trouble reading him. “Okay. Are you still in love with her?”
Jason blinked, and realized how little Henrik knew about Jason. Henrik didn’t know that Jason knew he was gay from the moment he saw Super Mario smile, he didn’t know that Jason’s first kiss was his sister’s ex-boyfriend, he didn’t know about Mark. Henrik didn’t know, but Jason didn’t want him to know. Not yet, not now. “Him. His name is Mark. We were teammates. And…”
Jason looked deeply in Henrik’s eyes. “I haven’t called him since I left Chicago, I’ve been so scared of hearing his voice. I love you, but what I had with him…what I had with him is something that needs time to die out.” Henrik looked as Jason for a few moments, then glanced at his hands and nodded. “I understand. It hasn’t been that long. You need time to let it die out. I don’t mind giving that to you.”
(sorry it just kinda stops..i have the next part almost done, so please bear with me! :) )
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Date: 2006-04-06 06:47 pm (UTC)oh golly.
where the heck did you find that?! because..i want to see more half naked hockey. :-P
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Date: 2006-04-06 09:42 pm (UTC)i want that yearbook. :-P
wow
Date: 2006-04-09 04:15 am (UTC)Re: wow
Date: 2006-04-12 11:14 pm (UTC)post it!! he's a very good person to write about, henrik. plus, i'm sure it's a great fic. :)
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Date: 2006-04-11 02:57 am (UTC)You stopped it at suuuch a fkdafsjrjewa. God I don't even know.
Pleeease write more??
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Date: 2006-04-12 11:15 pm (UTC)i just came back from ottawa, so i'll post more tomorrow :-P
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