Nothing Without You ? Charlie Conway x Reader

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Now, the Hawks were leading 2-0.

They attempted to score again, only to be blocked by Goldberg.

Coach Bombay cheered, "Good save, Goldberg!"

In the next few minutes, there was a lot of tripping, falling, and pushing on the ice.

"All right, all right! That's the kind of hockey I want to see played all day, boys," Coach Reilly shouted to his team again.

Larson stopped at the blue line, but the Ducks can't clear it out. Mcgill to Brown, left side. He shoots! He scores!

Hawks were now leading late in the first period, 3-0.

"Don't be scared of them, Ducks. That's what they want," The Ducks coach advised. "Keep your heads up. Play proud. Let's fly! Come on, let's go!"

Coach Reilly stopped Larson and Mcgill as they were walking out onto the rink, "I want you to drop Banks like an bad habit. I want him outta the game. Finish him off. You got it?"

"Yeah," Mcgill answered with a sly voice, and Larson next to him just gave a worried look.

Face-off for the second period, and the Hawks win the draw. They get it back to Stickler. 3-0, Hawks lead.

Stickler to the blue line of the Ducks. His pass is taken away by Conway. Taken by Adam Banks. Here's Banks across the blue line.

"Go, go, go!" Adam's father yelled from the stands.

Mcgill from behind! Knocks Banks down!

Mcgill had pushed him down, making his head ram into the goal post.

Banks shoots! Banks scores! Adam Banks with a great goal for the Ducks!

The announcers words were drowned out by the cheers of the crowd.

Larson skated over to Banks, "Adam. Adam, are you okay?" Adam didn't respond, and Larson turned towards Mcgill. "What'd you do?"

"My job," Mcgill smirked, getting sent into the penalty box for cross-checking.

Adam got put on a stretcher, surround by the paramedics and his teammates.

"Adam, you played amazingly, I'm sorry this had to happen," Y/n said to Adam.

He smiled at her, "Thanks, Y/n. I know the Ducks will win."

The team cheered quietly, not wanting to disturb Adam.

"Jesse, do me a favor," He weakly said. "Kick some Hawk butt."

Jesse let out a small laugh, "All right, cake-eater."

As Adam got wheeled away, the teams went to their benches.

"They score against us, they're gonna pay the price," Jack Reilly told his team. "Now, don't worry. We're gonna get that one back." Coach Bombay walked up to Coach Reilly. "You got somethin' to say to me, Bombay?"

"To think I wasted all those years worrying about what you thought," He told his former coach. "You're goin' down, Reilly."

Coach Bombay gave him a look before walking back to his team.

"Let me go after 'em, coach. Let me get 'em," Fulton said to his coach.

Coach Bombay patted him on the shoulder, "No, we're better than that."

Complaints were voiced among the team, all of them wanting to get revenge.

"Look, look, it's time to play smart hockey, Duck hockey," He continued. "All right? Now we got the power play."