A Little Water (Patrick Kane Fan fiction)

Chapter 1

Sirena's POV

Just keep breathing, I said to myself. I was getting anxious about my new job I was getting for the Blackhawks. I'm going to be one of their physical therapists. I started to walk in the United center, taking a look around. This was my dream job, not exactly for the Blackhawks though, I'm more of a Penguin fan, because I grew up in Pittsburgh and lived there my whole life. I even played hockey my whole life too, it just kinda ended when I graduated college.

I was deep in thought trying to navigate to where I was supposed to go when I knocked into someone with an open bottle of water. I instantly freaked, I couldn't get wet, there's a reason why I stopped playing hockey after college and part of it had to deal with water. I jumped back with a sigh of relief, it didn't spill. Immediately, I ran off, getting embarrassed by the guy just staring at me. At that point, I felt a tug at my heart towards that guy.

    I managed to find the receptionist at some desk looking like they were super busy. They looked up and asked "Are you the new physical therapist?"

"Yea, I was supposed to start today.........?"

"It says here you played hockey right?" the receptionist asked.

"Yes I did, I'm over it now, an injury changed things quite a lot". I responded.

Just then this taller, older middle age man with chocolate brown hair and sea green eyes walked in.

"Ah so this is going to be my replacement?" he asked.

"Wait, replacement? I thought I was going to just be an intern, I mean I've already had an internship but I only graduated my master's degree a year ago." I replied.

"We looked at everyone else and you seemed to be the most fit for this job, you can follow me and I'll get you trained in. By next year you'll be head of the PT department. Oh and I forgot, you can just call me Darren" He said.

I couldn't believe it, this was way more than what I bargained for when my last internship guided me to this job position opening a month ago. I've always loved hockey and still do, I'm a little sad I haven't played it in years, I've done some here and there but mostly it was by myself ever since my best friend betrayed me.

I followed him into what was going to be my office for the year, following this year I'd be taking over his office and basically his entire job position. He mentioned something about moving somewhere else. I don't know why anyone would leave a PT job for a professional hockey team, they're super hard to get. Sometimes, I don't even know how I managed to get this job, it's all about connections I guess.

Darren showed me the rest of the UC, the locker room, the supplies, and finally the check-up room/injury/examination room, the room where my job is to look over the players when they're injured or sore. The room where my job is based at.

"Now since we managed to finally get a PT who has played hockey for a large portion of their life, Coach Q wants to get you involved in the tape action and take notes, he actually highly recommended we get someone like you, younger but someone who knows how the game works on a player's point of view. He wants to talk to you later today to discuss what he wants from you and to introduce you to the team." Darren explained to me.

Not only do I get to go with the team to all of their games, but I get to be involved with the players and film and how all of that relates to hockey and my job? It totally was worth the huge move from Pittsburgh. It was really hard to move away from everyone I knew, including my hometown team, the Penguins, to a city where I knew no one. I'm used to the loneliness though, I've been this way since the accident.

We managed to walk into the film room where Coach Q was standing watching last weeks game at Detroit. I noticed that we were at a part right before one of the players got injured. I mumbled "Number 15 has the wrong form and footing and that's how he pulled his muscles".

A/N I only started to watch hockey for the last week, I'm trying my best and I don't know anything about muscles sports injuries or PT..........

"How did you know that,?" Coach Q asked. " I didn't even see that".

"Oh I've played hockey and I did extra studies back in college about hockey PT" I mentioned.

"Well I'm glad we could have you as our Head PT in training, I'd like to discuss some other jobs I might want you to do that's not entirely traditional but since you play hockey and you seem to know a lot already about physical therapy, I'd like for you to do. To prevent injuries and maybe even better the team, getting into efficient forms and stuff like that. You seem to have a lot of knowledge about hockey and how to prevent injuries and to be more efficient. Would you mind if I could ever see you play hockey?" Coach Q asks.

"I don't know if I can pl-" I got interrupted by the team entering. One guy in particular locked eyes with me, the same guy from this morning. I panicked. I started to look anywhere else but at him. I could tell that he noticed.

Coach Q started to speak, "I know I've been getting really excited for our latest addition to the physical therapy department, this is Sirena and she's going to be our new head physical therapist and maybe assistant trainer next year. This first year will be her getting to learn the ropes. We've already discussed she'd be at all away games along with home games. She'd be also be near me watching you guys closely along with the typical physical therapist duties. This means you cannot do what you guys did with the last female physical therapist, who left in the middle of the season last year because of repercussions of your actions of that season. Make sure you understand this, Sirena knows the game really well which gives more insight on injury prevention and more efficient ways to play the game, so please treat her like she could get you benched because if I hear her report anything on you guys mistreating her, I will bench you. She understands this fully and we're all really happy that she's here with us. That should wrap up today except for Kane, Anisimov, and Toews, you guys are the ones to be going through with the regular checkup with Sirena today."

I waited for everyone to leave, Darren had to leave early so it was just me and the three guys I'm supposed to check up on. I walked back to the examination room and already saw two of the guys waiting for me. I didn't even bother wondering where the third one was. I also didn't even bother with the guys names yet because I'm still bitter about losing to them the other year that prevented them from going into the playoffs for the Stanley Cup. I was still super sad because that was the last year me and my best friend were still going to Penguins games together before she moved and then I had the accident. I shook my head to concentrate on doing the two things I love most, even though hockey still gives me a hard time.

I started on Anisimov, he was mostly quiet while I checked out the most likely parts of the body to get injured while playing hockey. It didn't take me too long for his, he kept himself in nice shape and form. The other guy apparently named Toews seemed really nice and took a liking to me, not in that way, I haven't been on a date in years, but more of a respect. The only thing he mentioned was that he'd want to see me play and wants me to help him with things he can't see or know himself. I smiled, I was super anxious about getting this job and the description and details on what I would be doing, and I was scared that some of the guys would give me a hard time because I'm a girl and I'm also supposed to give them feedback on what they should be doing to keep their bodies in top performance and what they should be doing before, after, and during their games and practices. I really liked how Toews was always self-conscious of himself and always asks for what he needs to do better. No wonder why he's Captain Serious.

After Toews was done, I was supposed to do a third guy named Kane, but he didn't show while
i was with the two other guys. Five minutes passed and he finally arrived.

I did a 180, he was the guy that almost spilled water on me this morning. I gulped,  I'm supposed to do a full body check up on him.

Kane's POV

So that's the girl I ran into earlier, I was wondering why I haven't seen her before today. I took a quick scan of her, medium length brown hair that's naturally straight with slight waves with sea green eyes. I'd say she was memorizing, but with what coach was saying earlier, I had to be defensive and come out to be a little sharp tongued with her to prevent me getting attached to anything. From what I could tell, she seems to be a little reserved and kept to herself. I didn't even think about what happened with the water earlier, I was too focused on why I felt suddenly attracted to her, like she has something hidden behind all of that isolation she appears to give off.