A/N: The
whole first part of this is pretty much co-written with Jad,
merci!
Chapter 161: Danny XVI—Can't Live Without `Em Part 4
Danny couldn't understand a word of French so he couldn't
begin to follow the threads of the argument that Patrick and Mimi
were embroiled in. He was still cold with a certain slice of shock.
What exactly had just happened? And Debbie looked so, well she looked
so different. She was flushed and disheveled.
"Dammit, Debbie," Joe Sakic said in a voice a cut below a
snarl. "The first time I say no, you have to pull a stunt like this?
You're acting like a spoiled brat!"
Debbie's soft eyes widened in shock and Danny could only
feel that sinking in his chest like a child who hears his parents in
a heated argument for the first time.
"Oh you did not just say that, Joe," Debbie growled. "I
did not just hear that. How DARE you accuse me of being childish.
You're the one who can't even find it in his heart to do something
special…"
"Suddenly I'm a selfish bastard?" Joe exclaimed, "Don't
be ridiculous."
The two sighed and glared at each other for a brief
moment. Danny was hoping that maybe it would end there but it wasn't
even close to it. He did note that Chris Drury was again recording
although his smile wasn't so big anymore.
"Joe," Debbie said, pinching the skin between her
eyes. "Joe don't tell me that you're peeved at a
little stunt between
two women? It's not like I'm a lesbian."
"Well you were trying to make some sort of statement
weren't you?"
Debbie's eyebrows crinkled in anger and she gasped. At
that point Danny was feeling as helpless as he had ever before. It
was slightly amusing though to see the rest of the team standing as
helpless as he in the locker room. They were all fixated on Debbie
and Joe moving their heads back and forth like spectators at a tennis
match, watching the verbal volley between them.
Debbie bent forward a little at the waist and taking a
deep breath she snapped. "Well maybe it would be better if I was a
lesbian, and then at least I'd know that I'd be getting some every
now and then."
The rapid fire French battery that Patrick and Michele
had been assaulting each other with stopped dead and so did any other
activities. Danny gulped and blushed for Joe; he was embarrassed that
a secret like that would be aired in the locker room, against their
captain no less.
Joe was red-faced and he closed his eyes. "Debbie," he said
tightly, "you know with your condition that it's not…"
"Argh!" Debbie groaned. "Joe forget about my "condition" OK? There is
no "condition"! I haven't been seriously ill since before the twins
were born. Stop using me as an excuse to hide the fact that you just
don't desire me!"
Joe's mouth opened but he didn't say a thing. This was turning out to
be a real disaster. Things like this just weren't meant to be
happening.
Debbie nodded with her lips pursed and Danny saw Mimi sidle next to
her and try to slide an arm around her waist. It touched Danny's
heart to see that. It again confirmed to him what a generous,
beautiful soul that resided in that woman.
"Oh!" Debbie said with a growl and she pushed Mimi off her. "You
don't even try to deny it! What's wrong with me? I don't think that
anything is wrong with me. Like, well, Rob!"
Danny looked at Blakie who seemed perked at the sound of his
name. "Yeah?" he muttered.
Debbie looked at him. "Would you do me?"
Danny felt his eyebrows rise along with his blood temperature. He
would never have assumed words like that leaving Debbie Sakic's
dainty mouth.
Blake grinned. "In a heartbeat, Baby," he said.
Danny rolled his eyes. Of course he knew Blake would always be good
for an answer like that.
Debbie nodded. "What about you Keane, huh would you?"
A wicked smile cracked through Keaner's red beard and there was a
twinkle to his eye as he answered her, "You know I've been dreaming
bout getting up that skirt of your for years."
Instead of being insulted Debbie only lifted her chin to a vindicated
level and she looked at her suddenly disgraced husband. Disgrace was
the word for it, Danny knew. Sexual prowess was one of the most
prized talents in a locker room and the rest of the guys never ceased
to needle him on his abstinence. For the captain to be accused by his
own wife of being less than satisfactory was very damaging indeed.
"Debbie," Joe said quietly and then he cleared his throat, standing
straight. "Don't you act like… Dammit I took you
up
Danny's eyes widened and there was a mixture of gasps and laughter
from the guys.
"Is that what really happened?" Blake laughed. "You didn't fall
down
the stairs?"
"Yes," Joe said, looking at Blake, "that's what really happened.
I
fell down the cliff and poor Peter had to pay for it cause
I was so
dazed that I kissed him!"
There was an explosion of hollers and laughter and even Danny grinned
at the thought of that, or perhaps because Peter's suddenly beet red
face was so amusing. And then out of it all, they could hear a high,
almost squeal like scream from Mike Modano.
"Jeezers Mike," Footer giggled. "What's up with that
scream?"
Modano was blanched and he only shook his head and then Danny heard
Tanger's voice. "Reino stomped on Modo's foot cause he jealous Modo
score hat trick!"
"Lying shit!" Reinprecht snapped.
"You try to injure my hat trick scorer?" Patty growled. "I kill
you
Steven Reinprecht!"
Woah Nelly, Danny thought to himself there was a whole new battle
about to begin. It didn't go any farther though, because Debbie cut
right back in.
"Pushed?" Debbie gasped. "Joe I didn't push you. You threw
yourself
out of the car cause you're so damn scared of getting
a blow job!"
Danny closed his eyes. This was beginning to go way too far and he
could still see Drury grinning with that camera held high and
recording. Some commemoration. He was beginning to
doubt that there
would even be enough film or battery for the game which was drawing
ever closer.
"Deborah!" Joe growled and he grabbed Debbie roughly by her scrawny
arm so hard that she yelped. "Let's keep some things private shall
we?" And with that he dragged her into the Coach's office and slammed
the door so hard that it shivered.
They could hear their muffled voices but they were no longer
screaming at each other and that, Danny had to tell himself was at
least a good sign.
"Mon Dieu!" Michele gasped and Danny looked
at her, he was feeling
depressed and hollow. He wanted to find every woman on the Earth and
hide her away in protection forever.
"Well hell, Meems," Blake said, putting his hands on his hips and
looking at Mimi with an amused air. "At least you ladies are getting
what you came here for."
Danny saw the most adorable, innocent, girlish clueless expression
alight on her peachy face and she pursed her lips. "What did we come
here for?" she asked.
Danny grinned despite himself. "The charity game!" he exclaimed and
he felt his smile fall from his face when he began to hear a loud
thumping on the door. "God! Captain's not killing
her is he?"
A million groans and "get reals" were thrown at him and Danny could
only cast a brief, worried expression at the door. No, Joe wasn't
like that in the slightest.
"The charity game!" Mimi exclaimed with a
delighted laugh as she
clapped her hands together. "Oui, oui of course! So nice of you to
remind me Daniel. Ooo Patty I'm so happy I could just kiss everyone
in here!"
"Haven't you done enough kissing for one day, my love?" Patrick said
in a voice that dripped with a tenderness that Danny
had never before
heard leave the goalie's mouth. In that instant he could see the
honey that she would be drawn to in this man, and why she would feel
so compelled to excuse him so often.
"Oooo," Mimi sighed in that airy, breathless voice that never ceased
to tickle Danny's ears and she pressed her palms onto her husband's
cheeks and kissed him fiercely, almost defiantly. The kiss fast
melted into a softer one that still seemed to be charged with a
certain passion as he slid his arms around her. Danny felt a fiery,
stabbing pain in his gut as he suddenly remembered the taste of her
skin on his lips.
"Eh get a room," Derek Morris laughed. "We don't need that
here."
"Heh heh," Blake laughed as he held up his watch. "I'm timing
this
baby."
Danny looked at Alex Tanguay trying to gauge someone who at least had
morals in his blood. Tangers was blushing and not looking at the
couple and when Danny finally caught his eye, he smiled. Tangers
shrugged and sauntered over to him. "Such is love I guess," he
giggled.
Danny smiled. "Yeah, I guess… I guess it's sweet."
"See," Tangers continued, "They do this all the time you know?
Like
they bicker and then they in love, you shouldn't worry so much."
"But what about Debbie and Joe?" Danny said,
hating himself for
saying it.
Tangers tightened his mouth. "Eh," he said, "I wouldn't worry
too
much about them. And that's the last thing you need on your plate,
Noter!"
"Ah only a minute and a half!" Blake
scoffed. "You two are out of
practice!"
There was some more laughter and Danny looked at Mimi who was
blushing and sparkling in a way that was gorgeously unsettling. She
narrowed her eyes. "Are you trying to lay a dare?" she asked in a
needling tone.
Blake shrugged and she laughed.
"Come here!" she said grabbing onto Keaner, "I think I want to
kiss
all of you!"
Danny raised his eyebrows as Mimi leaned forward and kissed Keaner
quickly, turning his stomach inside out and then she
turned to Blake
and kissed him as well. She then swept the banty rooster short
Assistant Coach Jacques Cloutier in her arms and dipped him
vigorously and kissed him comically. The whole locker room was
laughing as Cloutier hammed it up by popping his little leg up into
the air as if he were the girl being ravished. Danny looked nervously
at Patrick to see how he was taking it. He seemed to be fine, however
as his wife zipped through the locker room like a honey bee planting
girlish, quick kisses onto the face of everyone in the room. Even Dru
left off his camcorder long enough to receive a kiss.
"Has she ever been like this before?" Danny asked Tangers.
Tangers smiled. "She sweet lady, she think she all of
our mother
sometimes. Yeah, she gets like this."
"Oooo are you my Alex?" Mimi's voice sparkled next to them, and Danny
jumped in surprise not expecting her to be at their sides so quickly.
"Umm," Alex said with a blush as Mimi kissed him on his soft, round
cheeks and Danny's heart stopped when she let go of Alex and her eyes
met his.
"And you silly puppy," she whispered and he felt his heart shatter as
her sweet scent drowned him, and her soft fingers graced his cheeks
and her soft lips pressed against his mouth. Was it a kiss as quick
as the other ones she had delivered? Danny wasn't sure. He knew he
wasn't anymore special to her than Alex was or Dru but yet, it felt
as if her lips lingered on his a little longer and the bliss was
intense and heart breaking. He could not accept the possibility that
perhaps at that moment he had fallen in love in a way he had never
thought could happen.
At that moment the door swung open causing Mimi to almost shove him
back from her body and Danny saw Debbie stumble out, looking as
disheveled as ever. There was something different though, she was
smiling a gorgeous white toothed grin.
Joe came out behind her with a serious face and Danny knew that could
only mean that Debbie had held her ground and won the battle.
"Awright boys," Joe said, "The ladies get their charity game.
Anyone
harms my wife and they'll be cleaning toilets with their tongues!"
Blake nodded. "Missus wins the fight Joe?"
Joe grimaced, "She won first, but then I think I won, and maybe she
won at the same time as that too. Hell maybe she won three times."
"Huh?" Danny asked, confused as ever. He looked to the guys standing
near him and they seemed just as confused.
Mimi giggled and walked slowly towards Joe and she reached for his
fly and it then became obvious that Joe's fly was down and hanging
open. The Frenchwoman gripped it firmly in her slim fingers and she
roughly tugged the zipper up. "You men still have to get ready for
your game, we've made you late, so sorry," she cooed and she fell
into Debbie's hug.
"Let's get outta here," Debbie said. "See ya later boys!"
Both of the women broke into laughs and stumbled out of the locker
room. That left everyone to stare at Joe in disbelief.
"Did you just bang your wife in the Coach's Office!"
Steve Reinprecht
gasped.
"That's none of your business!" Joe bellowed.
"Just great!" Coach Hartley sighed.
"This team will be the death of
me I know it! I'm getting the janitor."
The guys broke into laughter patting Joey on the back now that he had
just reclaimed his manhood for all the team to see. Danny couldn't
stop gaping at him. While Mimi had been spreading her goodwill
kisses, that pounding on the coach's door had been…. He couldn't
imagine it!
"But don't think any of you are escaping punishment!" Joe added.
There was a silence in the locker room and Danny found himself
holding his breath.
"You think you can abuse our wives and get away with it you gotta be
joking!" Joe said, "Be prepared for it tomorrow morning because there
will be a practice! Everyone except Patty, Tiger, and Noter and Blake
will be there!"
"Why not Blake?" Derek Morris exclaimed,
"He started it!"
Joe shrugged. "Blake took initiative which is more than any of you
pansies did, I'll reward Rob for actually showing some balls."
There was a multitude of groans and Danny couldn't bring himself to
care about any of it. He sat down heavily on one of the benches and
he sighed, feeling her sweet, sweet kiss. She was still drifting in
his senses erasing all of his reason and memory.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
Danny blinked and felt himself redden with shame when he looked into
the royal blue eyes of Mimi's husband.
"Nothing," Danny said quickly.
Patrick nodded and Danny somehow felt as if Patty were looking right
through him. "Right," the goalie said coolly, "Right."
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