Hide Away (a Patrick Kane love story/fanfic)

Chapter Ten: The Grand Finale

Warning: contains strong sexual content. 

The Final Chapter

Jamie's P.O.V.

Life was finally going in the right direction for me, not that it wasn't in the first place but, I mean, things were better. After I was freed from Mason's slavery I moved back in with my parents for the time being, mom and dad were furious when they found out, not at me, at Mason. Dad wanted to head over to the police station to strangle Mason that night Isabelle and Patrick rescued me, mom was crushed to see her little girl with so many bruises and scars and bite marks and scratch marks, I was pretty banged up.

Mason was still in custody for domestic violence, battery and abuse and a few other things. The last time I saw him was for a court hearing where I had to testify against him, man was he pissed to see Patrick and Coach Q walk in with my parents. The team has been nothing but supportive through the whole process, every night someone would stop by my parents' house to check up on me, the Captain would call every morning and ask me how I'm doing, they all wanted to make sure I was okay and surprisingly, I was.

I was at the UC with the boys finishing up practice and pack everything  for our trip to Tampa Bay for game one of the Stanley Cup finals, the boys looked like cavemen with their beards, it was disgusting but they were ready, focused, determined to win these next four games. I, on the other hand was nervous, I didn't know what to expect, everyone told me to just think of it as a regular game only with higher stakes.

That only made everything worse.

"Alright, I think that's everything.." I heard Patrick say as he looked around in his cubby. "Yep, ready to go."

He glanced over in my direction and smiled when he caught me staring, Patrick has changed... a lot. For the good of course, he was different with me, the sexual remarks stopped, he hasn't flirted with me in the longest time and he's always looking out for me. I regret treating him the way I did before.

I was about to get on the bus that was driving us to the airport until Mike stopped me.

"You ain't ridin' with us kid."

"What?" I gave him a confused look. "How am I supposed to get to the airport then?"

Mike didn't say a word, he nodded in the direction of a black SUV where a driver was waiting. With an annoyed sigh I walked out of the bus and over to the car that was waiting for me, I handed the driver my bags then opened the door to find Jonathan and Lindsey in the third row and Patrick in the second row.

"Um.. I'm really confused, I must have the wrong car.." I said getting ready to close the door.

"No you don't, you're riding with us now get in." Patrick demanded.

"Why?"

"Just get in Jamie." Lindsey laughed.

"Uh.. Okay.."

I got into the car and sat across from Patrick in the second row, he smiled at me then sat back into his seat as we drove off to the airport. There was mindless chatter between the three of them about the games coming up and other things but nothing of them being about winning the Cup, a superstitious thing I assumed.