NHL imagines (requests closed) (3-18-18)(#wattys2017)

Freddie Andersen- Little Goalie

"Freddie! Max! Time to go!" I call to my husband and six year-old son, soon after hearing them running down the stairs.

"Okay, lets go." Freddie says as he grabs Max's little hockey bag. While Max got his goalie pads and sticks.

"Are you exited to practice with your dad buddy?" I ask as Freddie makes sure Max is buckled up.

"Yeah!" Max yells as I start reversing out of the driveway.
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"Okay boys, we have a special guest." Freddie says as he leads Max onto the ice. The small boy beaming through his mask the whole time.

"Hey Little Andy." Mitch says high-fiving Max. While Max stays by his fathers side. Still intimidated by all the big hockey players.

Though as practice went on Max got more confident and comfortable, slowly separating from his dad to talk to the guys.

"babe?" Freddie asks while skating over to me.

"yeah?" I ask from my place sitting on the boards in front of the bench.

"Can we have another?" He asks hugging as best he could with all his gear on.

"Already ahead of you." I reply with a wink.

"what?" He asks not understanding.

"I'm pregnant again." I reply. Shortly after I am no longer on the bench but in Freddie's arms as he gives me a light kiss on the lips. His smile taking up his whole face.

"how far?" He asks while setting me on the ice his arms around my waist and putting his forehead to mine.

"A month." I reply looking into his eyes.

"I love you." He says giving me another kiss.

"I love you too." I reply then burst out laughing. This was because Mo had shot a puck at Freddie's butt.

"There is a child here." He says pointing to Mitch.

"oh and Max is here too." Jake chimes in laughing.

Just then I feel a small hand tugging on my shirt. I look down and see Max.

"Why are they so mean to Uncle Mitch?" He asks with a child's curiosity.

"We aren't being mean. We are teasing him buddy." Freddie chimes in.

"okay daddy." Max says as he skates back to the net.

"he's just like you, you know." I say tapping Freddie on his nose.

"you think so?" He asks wrapping his arms around my waist.

As we look on I see him trip one of the guys when they get to close to him. Making Freddie and I laugh along with the rest of the guys.

"Yeah, he's definitely like you." I say turning around in his arms kissing him again. His hands coming to touch my stomach.

"I can't believe we are having another little Andersen." He says tears in his eyes. I see one of them fall so I quickly wipe it away. Kissing him quickly.

"Well we are-" I start to day only to be cut off by a hand pulling my shirt again. As I turn around I see Mitch.

"Freddie, Max tripped me." Mitch wines like a small child.

"nobody likes a snitch, Mitchie." I reply petting his head. Everything feeling to good to be true. I mean, I have a wonderful husband and son. I'm surrounded by amazing guys. Plus I'm having another little one.