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    PLANE CARRYING OTTAWA CENTAUR’S HOCKEY TEAM, COACH, PERSONNEL, REPORTEDLY LOST CONTACT, PRESUMED MISSING -

    Shane’s eyes scan over the words, once, twice. It’s not true. It’s some mistake. He knows it.

    “Lost contact?” Hayden asks, his tone a mix of concerned and confused. “What’s that mean? Like they lost their ability to communicate? Won’t that make landing hard?”

    J.J. frowns. “I do not think they will be landing,” he says solemnly.

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    The Ottawa Centaurs plane crashes in the Canadian wilderness. Shane tries to get answers while Ilya tries to stay alive.

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    "You are Hunter's boyfriend," the guy says, looming. He's holding a glass of vodka that probably costs more than what Kip earns in a day.

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    Maybe together they could figure out a way to make sure Ilya was never afraid of David again. He really didn’t want to be afraid of David.

    “Is… silly.” Ilya said. “Maybe not silly, but now that we are here and not there, I see it was silly. I broke the wine, and I thought - maybe everyone will be angry. And…” Clearing his throat, Ilya pushed past his discomfort to spit out the next part. “Well, angry back in Russia is not the same as angry here, I think.”

    “What was angry like back in Russia?”

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    Ilya drops a bottle of wine, and it's fine. Really, it's fine. If only someone could tell Ilya's brain that.

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    “Go away,” Ilya said, his voice muffled by something. Shane would bend space and time to give Ilya anything, but he would not grant him this.

    Instead, he pushed the door open, his heart breaking at the sight of Ilya in his massive bed, somehow looking tiny beneath the covers.

    “Ilya,” he said, the name escaping like an exhale. He had so much to say. So many things that needed fixing. So many apologies he owed him.

    “Shane, please-“

    “I’ll go.”

    “Yes. Thank you.”

    “No - not… not to Montreal. To the party. If you’ll still have me.“

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    Shane attends Boodram’s Boxing Day Party. This is how it goes.

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    “Okay, no, you’re right. Fuck the Admirals. But fuck their stupid gay-kiss Stanley Cup win, too.”
    What?
    Another moment of quiet, then:
    “I never kissed my boyfriend on the ice, though,” Shane muttered resentfully. Hayden’s heart thudded at the bitterness in his tone. Shane didn’t talk like that.

    As Shane becomes more comfortable in his and Ilya’s relationship, he starts letting his guard down, bit by bit. Hayden is subject to some very confusing one-sided phone conversations.

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