Chapter 17 Chinese - Lily Allen

I changed thing up obviously(JStaal). The older playlists are linked over in the dooblydo thing as 'Part1' and 'Part 2'. This was for space saving only. The little player things were driving me nuts. Also new blue look. If the text is hard to read let me know. :) Also Pens won last night and I had the best seats I've ever had thanks to student rush. :)

Chinese - Lily Allen
It was the day after Thanksgiving and all was well. The big meal had gone as planned as Sarah’s apartment with her G-Dad coming up and staying the night before. All the players she had invited had come and Mal joined them as well. Just as Sarah predicted Mal was hitting it off with Max in the living room. They spent the evening on the couch chatting animatedly with a curious Geno watching from a near by chair. Sarah always found Geno amusing. She knew he was way smarter than he let on and understood more than anyone could guess. Hence his timely eruptions of laughter as Max and Mal’s antics served as a great backing track to the evening. Everyone seemed to enjoy the night but Archie Pearson seemed to enjoy it the most. He was pleased Sarah had a defacto family in Pittsburgh and seemed happy. He left with enough turkey and fixings to last him two days. Sarah knew he would be having hot turkey sandwiches like every year. She also took the time to pack a take home meal for each of the other guests. She had ended the night with just her and Kris and an epic ton of trash. Thankfully Kris took it out to the dumpster. They spent the rest of the night just the two of them on the sofa with Sarah leaning against him a blanket covering her.
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It were normal mornings like these that she loved morning there they each got ready to go down to the practice rink. No game day, just practice so there was little stress. They went to practice like Normal Sarah working on tracking everyone’s health including a great thanksgiving bloat. Even Sid had managed to pack on the slightest bit of turkey weight.

They returned home to their separate apartments with Sarah taking a shift at the hospital till. 11pm. She worked and had a good night getting the chance to spend a bit of time with Jason even reading him a story which he said he was to old for even if it had indeed helped him fall asleep.

Jason had been in and out over a week here, three days there for the last three months and it was killing Sarah. She knew what she had to do but she also knew how much it did and would upset Kris. It was a tight rope she was walking between doing what she knew she wanted and had to do and preserving the best relationship of her life that was just getting started. She was doing her best not to think about it and will Jason to get better she could pray like her Grandma had taught her and be a stern SOB like her G-Dad wishing for a miracle from God and frightening off the disease with her sheer will. Sadly in her experience she had seen neither work on their own or together.

She set the thoughts aside when her shift ended happy to head ’home’ to Kris. She could tell he cared about her. The only way she could describe being with him was being loved. She actually felt loved when she was with him. Feeling loved was a new thing. A kind of comfort she hadn’t known before. Sure she knew her Grandparents loved her growing up and the few attempts her Mother had made at a relationship had been something like love. Even the feelings she and her brother had for one another were a kind of love. With Kris it was different he didn’t have to love her but there he was doing it anyway.

She let herself announcing her presence as always. “Kris, je suis ici.” she said slowly trying to integrate a bit of French into her life to show him she was making an effort. She was working through the rosetta stone things when they were on the plane and at the hotel. Geno had done so well with it she had to give it a try.
“Ah très bien.” he said coming around the corner from the kitchen kissing her cheek pressing a banana into her hand. “You should have this. Your legs have been squiggling at nights.”

Her brows knit. “I’m sorry. That happens sometimes. If it’s keeping you up just kick me out of bed.”

“No it is cute.” he said kissing her head again. He took her bag off her shoulder taking it to the usual chair in the bedroom before taking his usual place on the sofa in front of the tv.

Sarah tossed her banana peel in the trash and joined him on the sofa still in her scrubs. They were pretty clean considering. She pulled the blanket off the back of the couch covering her legs. “Really Silence of the Lambs again?” she asked looking over her shoulder at him. “You have creepy murderous love for this movie.” she said turning her attention back to the screen.

“I like how Anthony Hopkins act in the film.” he said with a shrug. His shoulder was nearly completely healed. He had full motion back which everyone was happy about.

“Yeah That’s creepy Kris. It’s a good movie but we’ve seen it five times since I started coming here.” She settled her back against his chest pulling his arm around her. “I don’t mind though. One of these days I will subject to my favorite movie.”

“Breakfast at Tiffany’s or Up Close & Personal.” he said listing her two favorite films not giving her a chance to say what they were.

She smiled sighing giving his hand a squeeze. “Thanks for making this so normal. I know it’s the farthest thing from a normal life what we have but this right here us, is so amazing…” she brought his hand to her lips kissing the back of it.

“Yes. This is our normals.” he replied pressing his own kiss to the top of her head. “I am happy like this with you. I tell everyone how happy you make me.”

Sarah smiled snuggling against his warm body. It was when he said things like that and did things like give her the silly banana that she felt horrible about what she knew she had to do. She wanted to tell him but she couldn’t. They were so happy like this that it made her wonder if she could keep it all a secret.