The Biker's Fate Chapter 604

Daisy

Eighteen months (ish) later…

"HUCK THE PUCK is back, folks, and he and Cherkowsky have once again led this team through an extraordinary season!" the announcer bellowed. "Ladies and gentleman, your Stanley Cup winners, the Carolina Hurricanes."

I jumped up from my place in the stands and screamed his name, my family right next to me doing the same. My mom pulled me in for a hug and we jumped up and down as we continued to celebrate.

This was it, he had done what he'd set out to do and I was so proud of him. His surgery had gone perfectly, and just as he said, he'd exceeded everyone's expectations with his recovery. His parents had flown out and we'd gotten married in a small ceremony at the club, then we'd moved to Raleigh and into a little condo close to the arena where Huck trained.

I missed my family like crazy, but luckily, we weren't far from the Dogs of Fire Savannah chapter , so we would ride down there every chance we got, and I found my family there on more than one occasion to surprise us.

Huck had gotten offers from other teams to play once his rookie contract was up with the Hurricanes, and of course, the Hurricanes planned to renew his contract the second this one was done. But Huck had been having a bit of a crisis of faith, if you will.

He loved hockey, but he loved me more, and although it took a little while for him to verbalize it, he loved the club as well. So, when the Portland Winterhawks put up an offer for him to coach, he started to think about where his life might go once this season was over. Long term, at least.

And long term, he'd decided he wanted to be in the Pacific Northwest. Closer to the club, closer to his parents, and closer to my family.

But he wasn't going to make a final decision until tonight. He wanted to 'win this fucker,' then he could go anywhere and do anything he wanted.

Technically, with the settlement Mack had negotiated from his knee injury, he could do that anyway, but with a Stanley Cup win under his belt, he felt he had legitimate clout.

"Now's the time for Huck to find Daisy," the announcer teased, as Huck pulled off his helmet and skated toward my spot in the stands.

Dad practically lifted me over a few of the other players' families to get down to the glass partition. I slapped my palms against the glass and Huck did the same before we dropped our foreheads to it. We did this every game… our little love tap if you will because we couldn't kiss.

"I'm so proud of you," I yelled through the plexiglass.

"Thanks, baby. Love you."

"Love you too."

"I'll come find you soon."

I nodded, a giant grin on my face. "Okay."

"Well, that's the game," the announcer said. "Huck and Daisy have had their moment, so now we can all celebrate."

The crowd went wild, and I couldn't stop myself from blushing as I rejoined my family and waited for the horde to disperse.

"Let's go meet Huck," Archer said about twenty minutes later.

"He still needs to shower and talk to the press, Arch," I pointed out. "He's going to be a while. He'll come find us."

We didn't have to wait long. Huck and Keith walked back into the arena, security guards closing the doors behind them, and I made a run for Huck.

He caught me, lifting me high, as I threw myself into his arms, and kissed him. "Oh my god, I'm so proud of you."

Huck laughed. "Thanks, baby."

My family gathered around us and congratulated both Huck and Keith before Keith joined his own family.

"I have news," Huck said.

"You made a decision?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Winterhawks?" I asked, a little more hope in my voice than I realized.

"Yeah, baby."

"What's goin' on?" Dad asked.

"We're coming home!" I squeaked.

"What?" Mom breathed out.

"The Winterhawks have offered me a coaching position," Huck said. "And I'm taking it. I'm bringing our girl home."

My mother burst into tears as she wrapped her arms around Huck. "Oh my god, thank you. I never wanted to interfere, but you have no idea how much I miss her."

Huck smiled, hugging her back. "Oh, I have some idea. Or I would if we didn't have unlimited talk and text."

Dad gave Huck's shoulder a squeeze. "Glad to hear you're comin' home."

"I hope there's still a place for me with the Dogs," he said.

"You never lost your place, brother," Dad said. "But don't come back until you get Dogs ink on you."

Huck laughed. "I'll take care of that immediately."

Huck had taken Hatch's initial advice and tattooed a motorcycle with flaming pucks for wheels over his heart. There were daisy chains woven around the handlebars and it was the coolest tattoo I'd ever seen.

"When can you pack up?" Mom asked.

"Next week," Huck said, and Mom looked up at Dad.

"Yeah, baby, we'll get them here within the week."

She grinned, folding herself around him and he kissed her temple.

With a plan in place, we made our way out the back of the arena, away from the screaming fans and paparazzi, and toward our new life.

Nothing could have been more perfect.