The next few days in the hospital were basically the same. Dad never left unless there was a game or practice, and the gang always came to visit me once a day. Adam, Dean, Connie, Julie, Charlie and Gunnar all visited the most and the longest. Seeing Adam and not being able to talk to him about what he said killed me. We never acted any different, and I so badly wanted to tell him that I liked him back, but I didn't want the memory to be me in a hospital bed.

After 3 days in the hospital, they said that I was able to leave. I left the hospital in a cast and crutches, my dad helping me the whole way out to the van that would take us back to the hotel.

Once we got back to the hotel, I noticed Gunnar waiting in the lobby. His eyes lit up when he saw me and my dad walk in. He immediately came over and gave me a hug. I'm glad that nobody was mad we were friends. I looked towards the elevator to see Dean smiling. He walked up to us all.

"Hello Coach, I'll help y/n to her room." Dean said, and what he did caught me by surprise. Dean lifted me up and over his shoulder, Gunnar taking my crutches from me.

"Dean." I begin to say, through my laughter.

"Nope I don't want to hear it, you are getting princess treatment from me." He turned and headed towards the elevator. "Princess" he added once we got there. Gunnar followed behind, smirking.  We went up to the second floor, and Dean carried me to the guys room.

"Hey, you told my dad you were taking me to my room." I stated.

"Quick detour." Dean replied and I could just imagine the smirk on his face. We walk in and I see everybody.

"Welcome back y/n!!" They all yell once Dean sets me down and Gunnar gave me my crutches.

"Awwww guys, you really didn't have to!" I say smiling from ear to ear, I felt like crying. I think Adam noticed because he was the first one to wrap his arms around me. Everybody soon joined and it was one big group hug. When everybody dispersed, and Gunnar said his goodbyes since he had practice, I crutched my way over to the one bean bag chair that I claimed mine. Adam followed me, and I could feel his hand behind my back, ready to catch me if something happened. I made it to the bean bag chair and sank in. We all sat around and had fun and I told them what happened from my perspective.

"I honestly don't really remember much. I just remember that I knew I didn't have time to get away, and that I was in pain seconds after I thought that. Right before I heard a few of you guys yelling, but I knew there was no where to go." I explained with everybody listening attentively, "It's funny how one little thing can change your life." I wasn't trying to get pity from them, but it made me mad how that one little thing screwed the games up for me.

"If you don't mind, I'm gonna go to my room. The meds they gave me are making me tired." It was only 2:20pm, so I was just going to go have a nap. The ducks didn't play till later tonight anyway.

"Do you want any help?" Adam asked first, before anybody else could.

"I think I should be fine." I say, "I just need help out of this bean bag chair." I chuckle and he helps me up. I grab my crutches and head out the door. I crutch all the way to and into the room and make it to my bed. I lay down under the blanket I brought. My own words still ringing through my head. I couldn't help but get mad over it. I didn't realize until I felt the tears stream down my face that I was crying. This one little accident cost me the goodwill games. Now I know partially how my dad felt when his injury cost him his career. I'm laying there, crying and overthinking. 'What could I have done differently? Was there somewhere I could've went? Did I have enough time to get out or did I freeze?' My thoughts are interrupted by a soft knock on the door.

"Y/n?"

"Yeah dad?" I say, trying to make my voice sound normal.

"I was just coming to check on you-" Dad says as he peaks in through the door, and we make eye contact. It was obvious that I had been crying and there was no hiding it. "Oh y/n/n." He immediately walked over to my bed and sat down beside me. He hugged me tightly and I break.

"Why? Why me?" I manage to get out in between sobs.

"I don't know y/n. I wish it never happened to you, but we can't change the fact that it did happen. This is just something we have to overcome now. Trust me when I say I will try everything and do anything to get you back on the ice, where you belong." Dad reassured me, and he played with my hair. I cried for a little bit longer and eventually I fell asleep, feeling safe in my dads arms.