Chapter 5

Her POV


"We are you parents sweetie, we raised you," The man says as I look over at the man who saved my life.

He has reddish to light brown hair, blue eyes with a grey sweater on with jeans.

"I'm going to go get the doctor," the lady says as I watch her rush out of the room.

I just look from the older man to the man who saved my life.

"Good afternoon Miss Watson I'm Doctor Elson," He says as he shuts the door.

"I'm going to be outside," The man who saved my life says, standing up.

"Don't go," I say.

"I'll be right outside and will be back in after the doctor leaves,"
He walks out of the door, closing it behind him.

I turn and face the doctor.

"How are you feeling this afternoon?" The Doctor asks.

"I'm a little confused. I don't know this man and woman here," I say as i point to both of them.

"Did you know the man who was in the room?"

"Not really. He was the man who saved my life,"
Tears started to flow down my face as i watch the woman sitting down on the bed, trying to get to me.

"Get off my bed," I shouted as I cry into the covers.

"Annabelle, calm down,"
I just couldn't.

"Get out of my room!!" I yell as I lay back down into my bed and cover my head up.

"Annabelle, are you ok?"

"No go away,"
I then felt someone touch me as I quickly remove them as I say "Go away,"

The man is sitting on my bed.
Looking around I didn't see those people or the doctor.

then I look at the man. He has worry written all over his face as he looks very concern about me.

He moves up on the bed as he wraps his arms around me.
I place my head on his chest as I just begin to cry as he moves his hands on my back, trying to comforting me.

"Everything will be ok, I promise you that," He says as I lift my head up and stare into his eyes.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"I'm Paul," He says.

"Thank you Paul," I say as I lay my head back down onto his chest as he wraps his arm around me again.

"It's not a problem. What made you so made?"
I sigh.

"That doctor and those people. I don't know where I'm at or who anyone is besides you,"

"Let me ask you something. Do you remember the accident?"

"Yes I remember talking to someone then flipping over. After that I remember opening my eyes up and seen you holding me taking me over to somewhere. I don't remember anything before the accident at all. I don't know how I know my own name,"

"That's strange," he says as a knock came at the door.

"Let me go see how is it,"
He gets off the bed and heads for the door.

"Don't let those people into the room," I say as I watch him open the door and two other men came walking into the room.

One is a little taller then the other and didn't look like he was from the US. The other one had scuff on his face.

"Annabelle, these are my teammates Geno and James," he says as he walks back over to the bed and sits in the edge of the bed.

"I'm glad your finally awake. This guy has been to the hospital every day to see you," James says as him and Geno sit on the wall.

I look over at Paul.

"Really?" I ask him.

"Yes, I have been up here every day to check on you,"

"That's sweet," Geno says in a thick accent.

"Yes it is," I say as tears come down my eyes.

"Don't cry," Paul says as he takes his finger and wipes the tears on my face.

"I'm sorry,"

"Don't apologize its ok,"
I wanted to give Paul a hug.

"Paul can you move closer to me?"
He nods his head as he gets right besides me as I wrap my arms around his neck as he wraps his around my back.

I stare into his eyes as I place my head on his shoulder.

"Thank you," I say as I look into his eyes again.

"No need to thank me,"
I un wrap my arms from him as he still sits besides me.

"So what are we doing until the game tonight?" James asks.

"what time is it?"
I watch as James looks at his clock.

"2:20 so about 3 hours,"

"Can we stay here until we got to leave?" Paul asks.

"Sure," Geno says as he walks over to sit on the couch as James takes the chair besides the bed.

"What game?" I ask.
I watch as Paul looks over to me.

"The hockey game, I'm a professional hockey player in the NHL," Paul says.

"Ohh, I don't know what that is,"
I watched as he turns the TV on and changes it to a channel.

"This is hockey, this is the Penguins and Rangers game from a few nights ago," Paul says as I look at the TV, watching it.
It's confusing.

"What's the point of it?" I ask.

"To get the black puck into the net. You have 6 players on the ice at a time, 3 forwards, 2 defensemen and a goalie. The 3 forwards are the ones who try to score, the defensemens stay behind and guard the goalies net, so the puck doesn't get pass," Paul says.

"It get passes," James says.

"What position you play?" I ask.

"I play defense while these two play the forward position,"

"I'm Paul Martin and you are watching the Penguins on the Root Sports network,"
I look over at Paul.

"That was you," I say.

"It was, I very rarely see that commercial,"
I laugh a little.

I just spend time with Paul and his teammates until it reached 5:30.

"Well we better head off to the arena. Pleasure meeting you Annabelle," James says as he extends his hand out to me.

"Nice to meet you too James," I say as I shake his hand.

"Nice meet you Anna," Geno says as he comes over and gives me a hug.

"Thank you Geno, you too,"
I watch as James and Geno walk out and shut the door behind them.

I look over at Paul, who is looking at me.

"I'll be back tomorrow" Paul says as he wraps his arms around me as I wrap my around him.

"Can you come back after the game?" I ask as he looks at me.

"I'll have to take to James, he's my ride home,"

"Alright, have a good game," I say as he gets up out of the bed and head over to the door.

"Thanks, see you later," Paul says as he walks out of the room and closes the door behind him.

He seems so nice, caring, and loving to me. I can't believe a man like that plays hockey with the other two guys I saw earlier.

Sighing, I just watch the game that was on the TV until the game for tonight came on.

"It's a Hockey Night in Pittsburgh!!!"
It goes to a very dark picture.

I'm in Pittsburgh? where in the world is that at?

I seen the picture light up and two guys came on and talked about the players of the team.

"James Neal is a healthy scratch tonight but is here in the booth with us tonight. How is it James?"
I seen James on the TV.

"Good, just got Paulie worked up for the game,"

"You and Paulie are close huh?"

"Yes we are, I'm actually driving him around everywhere right now,"
I laugh as it went to the rink and the puck got dropped.

I just follow which player has it.
I had no idea who is who in this game at all.

Finishing watching the game, The Penguins won the game so that's good since Paul is on that team. I had no idea who the Flyers team is.

Turning off the TV, I just lay back into my bed as I close my eyes.


His POV


Walking out of the locker room, I head outside and make my way over to the hospital.
James told me I could just go and stay with her tonight since she was out of her coma and all.

Walking into the hospital, I go to the front desk.

"Where too sir?" A man asks.

"Annabelle Watson's room," I say.

"Are you related to her?"

"I'm her boyfriend,"

"Your name?"

"Paul,"

"Alright your name is on the list, here take this. You know where your going correct?"

"Yes sir,"

"Ok,"
I place the sticker on and head into the elevator to get to Annabelle's room.

Arrving on the floor, I head to her room as I lighty knock on the door.

No answer, so I just gently open the door and walk in.

The TV is off and her lights are dim as I walk over to her bed.

She is on her back asleep.

Smiling, I lean down and kiss her on her forehead as I head over to the couch to lay down.

Taking off my shoes, I get on the couch and lay down, facing her bed.

"Night Anna," I say softly before I close my eyes.

Chapter 4

 A few weeks have gone by as I've been going to practices and games, home and away. Still nothing new on Annabelle, she is hasn't woke up from her coma yet. I've been up there almost every single day to see how she is.

I walk out of my house as my driveway has a extra snow on it as I make tracks in the snow as I walk down to street to James's house.

Cutting through the grass, I walk up to his front door as I knock on it.

"Hey Paul, come in," James says as I kick the snow off my feet as I walk into his house.

"When are you going to put more things in this house?" I ask as I walk into his house then into his kitchen where he was.

"Shut up Paul,"
We both laugh.

"So ready for practice?"

"Yea, so when you getting a new car?" James asks.

"Haven't had time too, its practices, games then to the hospital,"

"True, you going to see her after practice?"

"Yeah, so let's get a move on,"

"You like her,"

"Who?"

"The girl who is in the coma in the hospital,"

"James I'm just worried about her. How would I even know what shes like?"

"Let's go to practice,"
I turn around as I follow him into the garage then got into his car.
He backs out and takes off to Pittsburgh.

Every time coming into Pittsburgh brings back the memories. The memories of the crash and what happened to her.

Looking over, I see the spot as James passes into Fort Pitt.

"Is bad huh?" James asks.

"When is it not?" I say.
James finishes driving to the Consol Energy Center as he parks in the parking lot of the center.

"Thanks, we are late again for practice," I say as I open the door to get out of the car.

"It's your fault," James exclaims.

"That's bully dude," I say as I head for the elevator to take it down to the first floor as James hops in before the doors close.

"Bet Sid is never this late,"
I just laugh at the comment.

"Nah, he's probably first here and the last the leave now like us. We arrive late and leave early,"
We both laugh as the doors open as we head into the arena then into the locker room area.

"About time you two got here, we waited for you," Coach Dan says.

"Sorry, Paulie was the one running late,"
I punch James as we head over to our stalls.

"Let's go, be out there in 5 minutes," Dan says as the guys got up and head out.
I change from my jeans and shirt into my hockey gear and practice uniform.

"I can't believe you Neal. Blaming it on me," I say as I stand up with my skates on as me and James head out for the rink.

"Don't blame me," James says.
He hops onto the ice as I hop on after him to meet over to the team.

"Hey Paul how is Annabelle?" Joey asks as I skate beside him.

"Still not good," I say.

"You been there everyday haven't you?"

"Yep,"

"Quit taking boys, let's run drills,"
I finish up practice as I head back into the locker room, shower and get back into my street clothes.

"So you gonna call when you need a ride home?" James asks as I look at him.

"You staying in Pittsburgh?" I ask.

"Yeah, I'm gonna hang out with Geno around the city,"

"Alright, I'll call you,"
I walk out of the locker room, walking down the hall then walking out of the building for the garage enternce.

"Have a good afternoon Paul," The gate man says as he lets me out.

"Thanks you too," I say.
I walk the whole 6 minutes down to the hosptial as i walk into the main enterence of the hosptial. They have placed her in the main part of the hosptial but she is watched all the time.

I walk over to the desk.

"Good afternoon Mr. Martin. Here is your visitors badge. Mr. and Mrs. Watson is already in her room," She says.

"Thank you Heather," I say as I walk over to the elevator as the doors open and I walk in.
Hitting 3 the doors close then open as I walk out and head right for her room

Room 76
I knock on the door.

"Come in," Sara says as I open the door and walk into the room.

"Good afternoon Paul," Billy says.

"Good afternoon, any change?" I ask.

"Nope, she is still in a coma,"
I walk over to her bed and take a seat in the chair besides her bed.

She looks so peaceful, she has her oxygen in her nose and brusies on her face.
I place my hand on her face as I take it off.

"Paul how was practice?" Billy asks as I lift up my head looking over to him.

"It was good, me and my friend was late but other then that, it was a normal practice," I say.

"Your next game is tonight correct?"

"Yes against the Capitals,"

"They are your rivals right?"

"Yes sir them and the Flyers,"

"Ok got it,"

I just look back over to her as i just stare at her.

A few hours pass as I haven't moved from my chair.
I have my hand by Annabelle's hand as I am watching the highlights from our last game.

"So how is 71?" billy asks.

"That's Geno, his name is Evgeni Malkin," I say.

"He's a damn good player besides that Crosby guy,"
I laugh at that comment.

"Sid is pretty popular around here and in the NHL,"

"It takes focus off the real players like you,"

"Yeah but I don't mind it. Being here for awhile will do that,"
I then feel something on my hand as I turn and see the prettiest brown eyes looking back at me.

"You saved me," She says.

"Yes I did," I say as tears coming from my eyes as I wipe them away.
She is alive and awake.

"My baby is awake," Sara says as she moves to the other side of the bed, giving Annabella a hug.

"Who are you? And you?" Annabelle asks as Sara backs up and looks at Billy.

"We are your parents," Billy says as she looks at them then me.

"I don't know you, I only sorta know him," she says as she points to me.
Sara I could tell is becoming upset, that I didn't know what to do next.