USWNT & NWSL One-Shot Collection

@^ - H.Solo/Fem!Reader - The New Assistant Head Coach... - Part 1

A/N: So this is gonna be an interesting one. This will end up as a two parter, minimum. It shouldn't be longer than that, TBH. 

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POV: Y/N

I'd finally gotten comfortable on the couch with my wife, when my phone rang from the coffee table. I groaned softly, prying myself from my blanket cocoon and grabbed it. It was a number that I didn't recognize. I showed the number to my wife, and she shrugged as well.

"I don't know who it is either." Hope said softly. "Answer it."

I quickly answered the phone, holding it to my ear. "Hello?"

"Good Evening. May I speak with Y/N Y/LN?" The voice on the phone asked. The fact that I was called by my maiden name, rather than my married name made me hesitate. "Hello?"

"Sorry, um. Yeah. This is Y/N. It's been a long time since I was called by my maiden name, you caught me by surprise. Can I ask who is calling?"

"My name is Vlatko Andonovski, I am the Head Coach of the United States Women's National Team." The man said, and my jaw dropped.

"The soccer team, As In 'We have Four Stars On Our Shirts.' USWNT?" I clarified, and Hope's eyes went wide.

"One and the same. Yes." He laughed softly. "I've never had someone clarify that way. I'm sure you are wondering why I am calling. Especially since I see by records that you were a hell of a player back in the early 2010s."

"You could say that. I was one of the 15ers." I admitted. One of those four stars on the USWNT logo was one that I had helped win. "How can I help you, Coach Andonovski?"

"I know that you no longer play, but I do see that you have some skills I would love to put to use at this coming camp. We have a vacancy on staff and I was wondering if you would like to join us."

"You want me to come Coach the National team with you, this coming camp?" I confirmed.

"Yeah, You would be the assistant head coach. The original assistant head coach retired and you are my first choice. What do you say?"

"Is this a permanent position or just for this camp?"

"As long as you get on well with the rest of the team and staff, it will be permanent." He answered and my eyes went wide.

"Give me a few moments, I need to discuss this with my wife. I'll be right back." I pulled the phone away from my ear and took a breath. "Coach Andonovski would like to invite me to be the new Assistant Head Coach for the USWNT... on what may become a permanent basis, depending on how I get along with the team and staff. What do you think?" I asked, keeping my voice rather low.

"I think this is a great opportunity for you. You gave up your national team career back when everything happened. It doesn't matter how my career with US Soccer ended, this could be incredible for you." Hope said softly, her hand now on my cheek. "Take it."

"Are you sure? It would take me away from you and the family, a lot." I frowned for a moment, my hand resting on her tummy. She nodded, her hand landing on mine. "Ok." I brought the phone back to my ear and spoke once more. "Coach?"

"Still here, Y/N." He answered.

"I'm in. But I have a couple of conditions." I clarified. "I'll need to keep my cell on me at all times, even during training. My wife and I are expecting and I will need to keep in touch in case she needs me."

"That's fine. I was unaware that you were married. I would assume by how you phrased that, that your wife is the one carrying? Congratulations!"