Evelyn O'Reilly and Jonathan Toews got their gadgets from Brad Hawkley and made their way out of the lair. As they headed back out, the redhead called out to her best friend, Kelly MacKinnon, who was practicing her telepathy and other skills. She was waving her wand back and forth, as though she were trying to summon someone or something. She perked up when Evelyn and Jonathan appeared and skipped over to them.

"What's going on with Jonny Boy?" she asked, tapping the tip of her wand against the Blackhawk Captain's nose.

Suddenly, the tall figure of the hockey player vanished and in his spot was a black Labrador. It barked, snapping its jaws at Kelly, who panicked, yelping in fright.

"Uh...hang on. Hang on. I can change this." She screwed her face up in thought, as though trying to think of a solution. The dog barked angrily again at her, as though saying, "Change me back now!"

"Kelly, what did you do!? You turned Jonny into a puppy!!" Evelyn exclaimed. She bent over and patted Jonathan on the head. The dog's tail wagged reluctantly. She scratched him behind the ear and he looked up at her, parting his lips and sort of giving a doggy smile.

"I'm sorry."

"Turn him back, even though he's incredibly adorable as a puppy...not that he wasn't before...but he's a puppy! Just change him back, please!"

The blonde woman finally appeared to solve her conundrum and she tapped the dog's muzzle with her wand tip and Jonathan returned to being a human again. He brushed himself off.

"Sorry, Jonny. I'm still learning to control this magical weapon of mine."

"It's okay, Kelly. No damage done."

Evelyn wrapped her arm around the centerman and pulled him close to her. He turned his head to gaze into her eyes and broke a sweet smile. She smiled back.

"So, you think I'm a cute puppy dog?" he questioned, sarcastically.

"Everyone would make an adorable puppy, Jonny. Not just you. Patrick, Tyler, Jamie, Val...anyone."

"Kaner? Oh come on." Jonathan rolled his eyes.

"Yes Kaner. He's got the whole blue eyes thing going for him."

"Right."

The three of them shared a laugh.

"Alright, let's get Val and Brooke."

"Brooke?" the Chicago Blackhawk inquired.

"Yeah. She's my friend. Like Valeri or Val Nichushkin and Kelly, here. Her full name is Brooke Johnson. What did you think Kelly was the only female friend I had?"

Jonathan laughed. "No."

"C'mon, I'll introduce 'em to you. And I know you know Val. He's a Dallas Star!" Evelyn stated, as she snatched her boyfriend's wrist and pulled him after her.

"Dallas? Star? Really!"

"He's a baby Russian, Jonny. You'll love him...off the ice, of course!"

They emerged from the lair and walked across the lot to a special car that was disguised as a Boston Bruin van.

"Something that always confuses me, is how can you call yourself Black Hawk, savior of the Chicago Blackhawks and live in Boston, near TD Garden, the home of the Boston Bruins?" Jonathan remarked.

"A good point Jonny, indeed. Boston is my home and this is just where Hawkley likes to be."

"But why the Bruins?"

"Because it's Hawkley's place, Jonny. I wouldn't have a job if it weren't for Brad. I'd love to move to Chicago, but you know that I can't. My love for this city is just too much."

"Then why be associated with the Blackhawks in Chicago?"

"Because their Captain is a smart cutie!" She pinched his cheek gently, squealing like a fangirl.

Jonathan blushed. "Thanks."

"You know that I was born to be Black Hawk and the savior of you, Jonathan Toews."

"Oh, I know it."

"So, we'll drop the subject and just let me save you as it was intended, right?"

"Right. But what about Kaner?"

"Like I said, I need to talk to my "super-friends" and then we can deduce a way to find your little blond friend!"

Evelyn hopped into the driver's seat of the car and jammed her index finger down on a button. Instantly the car changed into a slick black Camaro with red and white stripes around the sides. It looked like the Blackhawk-mobile. If Chicago's NHL team were to have a team car...this was it!

"Hop in!" the redheaded Hawk superheroine exclaimed.

Kelly happily jumped into the back, holding her wand protectively. Jonathan got into the passenger seat and closed the door.

Evelyn looked at Jonathan, her eyes glittering with excitement. "This is a new present from Brad. I call him Tommy. Tommy the Hawk-mobile."

"It's like the mascot for the Blackhawks!" Kelly leaned forward and remarked.

"Yeah, no, I got the joke Kelly. Thanks!" the Captain laughed dryly.

Kelly leaned back and buckled her seatbelt. Though she was technically a superhero-in-training, but inhuman nonetheless, she still kept safety in mind. They were just normal people at the moment – and a "Harry Potter fan." (Cause Kelly MacKinnon has the wand and looks like Luna.)

"Does Brooke have any powers?" Jonathan asked, as Evelyn started the car up and stomped on the pedal, launching out of the lot.

"Nah. She's a mortal. Val too. They're both just really good friends of mine. When Val first came to the United States from Chelyabinsk, Russia, he didn't have any friends or know any English. I met him by accident actually. I was down in Dallas, for one of the Dallas-Chicago games - you know I'm a huge fan - and I was chatting with Antoine Roussel back ice. I wanted him to quit lining you up on the ice and targeting you."

"Leave me alone, right."

"So, I was talking with him and then we kind of wondered toward the Dallas locker room. He got me access and we continued to talk. I saw Val walk into the locker room. He sat down, wearing an adorable clueless expression on his face. I finished giving Roussel the business and walked over to him. He was kind of surveying the scene looking lost and just out of it."

"And you just had to go and make friends with him, right?"

"Hey, I haven't been taking Russian lessons online for nothing. I wanted to test them out. He was so nice and charming and I wanted to help him out. He wasn't out to hurt anybody and I knew he wouldn't dare hurt you like Roussel would. So he agreed to be my friend and we've grown to be best friends since then!"

"But he's friends with Seguin!! Do you know what that guy did to Kaner?"

"He didn't do anything to Kaner, I know Seguin has a bit of the same personality as Lil Kanerboo, but Tyler's an okay guy, Jonny. You played with him a little bit and scrimmaged with him and Marchy."

"Marchy's worse!"

"Anyway, Val's a good guy and he's helping out!"

"Okay...I guess so...if he must."

"He's a sweet baby Russian and NOTHING like Malkin or Ovechkin or any of those other older guys!"

Evelyn cut the wheel and pulled into a petite neighborhood. She immediately drove up to a house and into the driveway. Then they all got out and walked up to the front door. Evelyn knocked twice and called out, "Brooke, it's Evelyn, open up!"

Sure enough, the door creaked open and a friendly female with curly brown hair stood in the doorway, grinning. "Eve, Kelly and...hello, who's this?" She winked at her friend.

"That's Jonathan Toews!" Kelly exclaimed. "You know the one she's always out saving from impending disasters, like Zambonis and rival teams!"

"Hey, he's important to the Blackhawks' success!" Evelyn snapped.

"Yeah, yeah. You only save him, cause you like him!" Brooke laughed, "Come in."

The three walked into the house and found themselves in a foyer-type room. Someone got up from a couch in the living room to the right side of them. He walked around and came into view. He was beaming largely and had that familiar clueless look imprinted on his face.

"Nichy!"

"Eve!"

The two hugged and shared a secret handshake with one another and then began to communicate in Russian. Evelyn introduced Jonathan to her friend and then they all walked into the living room to sit down and talk.

Kelly chatted with Brooke, who was interested in hearing about how her "training" was going. Kelly said it was good, but she wished she could control her powers and be able to be like Evelyn or "Black Hawk."