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Alexandar could not believe it.
Well, he could believe it, in the sense that this is the NHL, and injuries happen all the time. But it always manages to work against him.
It had been since May that Pavel was first hurt, which didn't help with the stress that came with the role of being the Avalanche's new starting goaltender, no matter how long he had officially been there. Frankie was always there to back him up, he was always Georgie’s support both on and off the ice.
Until May.
Then they got kicked out of the playoffs by the Avs’ old goaltender and Frankie got surgery over the summer. Those stung a lot.
Then October. The surgery didn't heal all the way. Frankie was still hurt.
Then November. He left back to Czechia per the team's suggestion, deemed to be unable to play for this entire season. Possibly never again in the NHL, or, at least, for the Avs.
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John has spent his entire life drenched in shame and guilt. Like most who grew up catholic, he learned shame sooner than he learned his own name. Shame and cruelty hung over the MacTavish household for years, shrouding it in a heavy cloud of misery. Finally free, he makes a list of everything he wants to do. Then he makes another. A list of experiences he wants to have before he dies, then the following list a layout of hedonistic pleasure that grows slowly more erotic and twisted with each new idea.
His team is happy to indulge him.
--“We’re going to run through every filthy desire on that little list of yours, John. Mark my fucking words, you won’t sit right any day of the goddamn week.”
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“The smell,” Ghost clarifies through clenched teeth. “It’s not the car. It’s me.”
Soap is silent. Ghost flicks a quick look his way. It’s mostly confusion on Soap’s face, though what looks like a smile threatens to crack through, like this could possibly be one of Ghost’s stupid jokes.
“But it smells like omega,” Soap says, “and you’re—”
“Not a fucking alpha, MacTavish,” Ghost spits.
Another look Soap’s way. His eyes are wide, mouth slack in surprise.
“Oh.”
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- Part 1 of Death of Peace of Mind
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