Belonging to the Iceman

A Rough Night

Kimi and Rami watched Justus and Tiitus, playing in the school playground.

"They haven't noticed us yet you know?" Rami asked his brother as they sat in Rami's old car which was actually a twin cab Ute.

"Can you at least get a better car? This looks like you picked it up at the local scrap yard?!" Kimi growled, his sunnies shielding his eyes.

Rami rolled his eyes and said "and why haven't you done anything about Shantelle yet?"

"DON'T mention her name to me again...RAMI! You KNOW she is engaged to marry Nico!" He snarled.

"Then DON'T tell me to get a new car when you KNOW my boys love this truck!" Rami snarled back, "We ALL know you're the Iceman, but being so FUCKING cold and heartless, you're NEVER going to find a woman that will put up with your bullshit!!" Then he yelled to his boys "Pojat! tulla!"

The two boys stopped, noticed their Father, grabbed their bags and sprinted for the truck.

As they climbed into the back, Kimi snarled at Rami "Saan tahansa tyttö haluan Rami! Ja sinä tiedät sen!" ('I can get any girl I want Rami! And you know it!')

Rami bit his tongue til he felt blood.

"Dad? Uncle Kimi?" Tiitus asked, "Is everything okay?"

"It's not Tiitus but don't worry, it's between your Uncle and I!" Rami said, pulling out of the parking space.

*

Nicolas and Shantelle, headed into the hospital to be with Alain.

"It's been a week, Mon Amour!" Nicolas told her as the doors to the lift closed.

She pressed the button for the sixth floor and turned to him, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"He'll pull through! He's the 'Professor' ma chérie!" She told him.

As the lift travelled upwards, she began to laugh "You know, knowing him, he's heard every single thing we've told him!"

"Then how come he hasn't woken up Shantelle?" Nicolas asked, trying not to get upset.

Before she could answer the doors opened, to a sight that made the tears stream down her fiancé's face like a river had just burst its banks.

"Hello, my Nicolas" Came Alain's tender voice.

The Father and son were soon hugging both crying.

"Dad...Oh, I'm so, so sorry for those horrible things I said!" Nicolas sobbed.

Alain smiled and kissed his son's forehead.

"It's okay my son, my pride and joy, my Nicolas, rough and harsh words were said, by not just you, but me as well..." Alain said, gently stroking his cheek while looking at him with pride and love in his teary eyes.

"Je t'aime Père!" Nicolas said

"Je t'aime Fils!" Alain said back, and then he noticed Shantelle standing near Nicolas smiling a teary smile. "Bonjour, ma fille futur en droit, j'ai été impatient de ces nouvelles, beaucoup!" He said, with a twinkle in his eyes.

She smiled and hugged him "Bonjour, mon futur beau-père, je suis très honoré d'être marier dans la famille Prost!"

"And you are ALWAYS welcome in my family, Shantelle dear!" Alain said.

"When can you be released, Alain?" Shantelle asked

He smiled and gently felt the almost healed wound on his head, the hair around his wound had been shaved and he had a light bandage wrapped around his head.