Andrew Shaw Imagine

Andrew Shaw Imagine (part II)

You laid on the couch, your swollen stomach taking up a majority of the space.
"How you feeling baby?" Andrew asked
You looked at him annoyed.
"Andrew that's the third time you've asked...in the past three minutes"
"Sorry, sorry babe"
You were 7 months along, the baby was due in July. But it felt like years to you.
"So babe I've got a game tomorrow, playoff game, will you be okay here or should I bring you along? The guys won't mind they all love you"
You laugh
"I'm fine here, I'll call Y/F/N, she can stay here with me if it comes to that, but you do realize that I'm not due for two more months right?"
"I know I know, but I worry about you and our little Andrew Jr. in there."
"What makes you think it's a little Andrew Jr.? What if it's a Y/N Jr.?"
Andrew laughs
"Okay well whoever it is in there I worry about you and the baby okay? So no matter what you can always call me"
"Okay Andrew okay"
He kisses you gently and kisses your swollen belly.
He grabs his hockey bag along with a suitcase for the travel. He takes your hand before going
"Y/N, I love you so much"
"I love you more"
He kisses you and heads out to his car. You wave to him as he pulls out of the driveway and he disappears down the road.
You waddle back over to the couch and fall asleep.
When you wake up you notice multiple notifications on your phone. All from Andrew.
15 missed calls and 10 unread messages! You decide it would be best to call Andrew to ease his worries.
"Andrew"
"Y/N oh my god you're okay I thought you got hurt or something!"
"Andrew"
"Yes? Babe are you okay?"
"Calm down, please. I fell asleep for a little bit. You need to take a deep breath babe I'm fine."
"Okay but if anything happens and I mean anything please call me okay?"
"I will I promise, now you need to focus on your game okay? I'm safe and sound here so give it your all at the game"
"I will I will"
"Okay good. I love you, you goof"
"Ha I love you too sweetheart"
You hang up. It was only 6:30 but you were starving. Feeding two people was exhausting. You heat up some leftovers and switch on the t.v. You wait for the game to start.
The Blackhawks were playing the Philadelphia Flyers . Playoff game number four. If the Hawks won they would win the series.
The puck was dropped and the game started. You see Andrew on the screen you smile and cheer for him. It didn't take him long before a fight broke out. He's beating up number 36, Zac Rinaldo. There's blood running down Andrew's face.
"Andrew oh my gosh"
You run to your phone and call him. And call him again. You leave multiple worried voicemails. He obviously wasn't going to pick up but it didn't matter, you weren't thinking totally straight.
You see Andrew escorted off the ice with a referee, and then he heads into the locker room.
Your phone suddenly rings. You answer it immediately.
"Y/N?"
"Andrew! Oh god please tell me you are ok!"
"Hey baby I'm fine, just doing my job"
"Andrew Shaw! I saw you bleeding!"
"Okay now you're beginning to sound like me when I'm talking to you about the baby"
He chuckles
"Oops, but are you ok?"
"Yes baby I'm fine, just a couple stitches nothing major."
"Okay good"
"I think we have to agree on something"
"And what's that?"
"If I can worry about you and the baby you can worry about me and my stitches"
"Agreed!"
He laughs
"I love you baby girl, you be careful"
"I love you too Andrew, you be careful too."