"Two months later." Tammy, the one who wrote this.

(Tellqvist POV)

"Good game, Mikael."

"Thanks, John." John throws a towel in my direction. Returning to St. John's after spending two weeks in Salt Lake, two weeks with Mikael, seemed almost surreal. A few of the guys joked about our loss, but most just nodded and sympathized. Some were still in awe that I had made it to the Olympics. I had gotten to hang out with the likes of Tommy Salo and Mats Sundin. To me, just a bunch of regular guys playing hockey, but to them, even at this level, still idols and heroes.

When I get home, the red light on my answering machine is flashing.

"Hey, Mike," a scratchy voice begins. "It's Tommy. We just got York, can you believe it? Give me a call when you get in."

"Guess there was a reason Carolina had three goalies, Mikael. Barrasso's now a Leaf. There goes any hope we'd be teammates. Hmm, maybe if I break his hand like Cujo?" Mikael's laughter fills the kitchen. "Anyway, give me a call if you're free on Thursday."

"End of messages," the robotic voice on the answering machine concludes.

I debate as to who to call first then finally settle on dialing my boyfriend's number. "Hey, have you been watching the trades? York to Edmonton and Barrasso to Toronto. Any other big name trades?"

"Lacroix picked up Kasper."

"Dude, how does he always manage to do it?"

Laughter floats through the receiver. "The man's a genius."

I snort. "One word: money. No skill involved. I don't think Blake left L.A. because the Avs' GM is a genius."

"Yeah, yeah. You want to go get some dinner? I got tonight off."

"Sure, pick me up in thirty. I've got to call Tommy Salo back."

"Ouch."

"What?" I ask, perplexed.

"All that name dropping-hurt my foot."

I roll my eyes. "See you in thirty, Peter."

"Bye, Mikael."

Mikael and I decided to head our separate ways a few weeks after returning from the Olympics. I loved him, and he loved me, but I suppose it always irked me about the whole Tommy Salo kiss. Why had I kissed him? Was it just lust or was there something more? I knew I wasn't in love with Tommy, but was that a subconscious signal telling me that I wanted out of my current relationship?

I still love Mikael and the same holds true for him. He was the first person that I ever fell in love with, but I don't think he'll be the last. And if he is, then I know somehow we'll find our way back to each other if it's truly meant to be.

Until then I'll keep looking.

the end.

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