The girls had just won the world cup. A fifteenth year long wait had finally come to an end. It felt just like a dream. As soon as the whistle blew the celebrations had started. The locker room was filled with loud music, screams and bottles of champagne. The party then moved to a local bar that they had booked out. They all arrived in the team bus. The quiet bar, soon became a wild party. Tobin sat with Ash at the bar taking everything in. Everyone was so happy. Her two best friends Kelley and Alex were dancing on the tables, Kling, Sydney and Pineo were already hammered, then there was Chris sitting with JJ. Every once in a while Tobin would glance over at Christen. Every time Chris would catch her and would smile back.Tobin started to drink a bit more. Her glances became more like stares. She just couldn't keep her eyes off the beautiful brunette. Ash started to notice how concentrated Tobin was on Press. "You like her, dont you?" Ash asked. "What, uh yeah." Tobin's eyes were still fixed on Christen. "Why dont you ask her to dance." As Ash said that, Christen got up off her seat and made her way over to Tobin and Ash."I really want to but, I dont know." Tobin hung her head trying to hide from her crush. "Hey Tobin." Press said while flashing her warmest smile. "Hey Press." Tobin said fighting back all her nerves. Ash gave Tobin a little nudge. "Wanna dance." Tobin anxiously asked. "Of course Tobs."Tobin and Christen slowly danced to the music. Tobin's moved her hands down to Press's waist. The contact made Christen smile. Tobin looked up and smiled back. Christen placed her hand on Tobin's broad shoulder. They dance like that for a while, both staring endlessly into each others eyes. The music eventually stopped. The two were both so caught up in each other that they didn't even realize the music had stopped. They broke their gaze. Tobin leaned in to whisper into Christen ear. Wanna come back to my room?" Tobin seductively asked.

Life isn't always what you expect it to be. There's ups and downs, twists and turns, and something new is always coming up. Follow the lives of Tobin and Christen as they try to get through life with their kids. No matter what happens though, they know that they will love them and each other endlessly.

Story in Tobin Heath's point of view. When I look back when we first met I wouldn't have thought that we would end up here. We obviously had our differences. These differences kept us apart for a really long time. Actually, that's not true many things, kept us from being together, but they were all my fault. She was perfect and I was far from it. She always wanted to go back home and I didn't even have a home. My team once said that I had one of the best smiles, but what most people on the team didn't know was that that smile was covering up how I really feel. The decisions I make now aren't just about me anymore. I see her sitting there a crossed from me in this hospital room and I know it's my fault.

Tobin Heath and Christen Press have not only been teammates for years, but also best friends. Some may even go so far as to say that they're inseparable, but will that all change when feelings for each other arise?

Now, Christen wasn't quite sure when she figured out she needed touch kind of like she needed oxygen - but the fact remained that if she wasn't touching someone or being touched in some way she just felt...unsettled. She suppose, if she had to pinpoint it, would guess it had started far before she had even been slightly aware of it. It sort of made sense now why as a baby, she was practically inconsolable if she wasn't being carried, or why she took such a long time to be trained to sleep in her own bed, away from her parents. Maybe it was when she got older, a teenager, realising that people were a lot less naturally inclined to physical contact - that when a boy touched you or you touched him, as innocent as it may have been, it suddenly came with strings and expectations and rumours. She suppose she could've realised it when she finally got into the National Team, a solid place on the roster for World Cup's and Olympics alike, where the women on the team joked and laughed around with each other constantly, affectionate and comfortable with each other in a way that Christen could only dream of achieving. It could've been when she met Tobin Heath.

Their love may be hidden from the public, but behind the door... well, that's a different story. A love story between the well known football players, Christen Press and Tobin Heath, AKA Preath ;).

Just another preath fanfic

Oneshots of Christen Press and Tobin Heath. If you have requests for a scene just shoot me a message or comment and you'll get it.

Tobin Heath has everything. Finally qualifying for the 2011 World Cup, a wonderful girlfriend no one knows about, and an entire team behind her. What could possibly go wrong? Will fate lead her to the right path, even if it seems like there's no way of reaching the end? [Preath]