Diana looked up from the stove as Sid walked into the kitchen, his hair wet and dripping from his shower. He was shirtless, his jeans unbuttoned and his feet bare. She smiled at him as he came toward her his arm wrapping around her waist and kissed her on the forehead. Turning back to the stove she tasted the sauce and reached for the spices.
“Smells good. What ya cookin’?” Sid ask leaning against the sink , his arms crossed over his chest.
“Linguini with homemade pesto and spinach and cheese stuffed chicken breast.” She replied, opening the oven to check the chicken.
“Mmmm! I love your stuffed chicken!” Sid’s hand came out and swiftly swatted her ass playfully.
Diana jumped and gave him a teasing glare. Laughing he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. She pretended to struggle for a second, then sighed and kissed his nose.
Pulling away, she turned back toward the stove.
“How about you make yourself useful and get out some plates and utensils for me?” She said grinning at him.
Sticking his tongue out at her, he turned and did as he was asked, pinching her ass as he passed her. When he finished, he stood there leaning against the counter watching her. He loved to watch her around the house. It didn’t matter what she was doing, laundry, cooking anything. He felt happy to stand there and watch the woman he loved going about her business. The more he watched her, the more he loved her. Diana was his world, and he couldn’t imagine his life without her in it.
While Diana finished preparing supper, setting the table and placing the candles, Sid went over to the wine racks and picked out a red to go with the meal. As he set the bottled on the counter he heard a gasp come from behind him, then “Shit!” Turning toward her, he saw Diana heading towards the sink gripping her finger in her hand.
In two swift strides he was next to her, grabbing her hand and looking down at the quickly forming blisters. He turned on the cold water and pulled her hand under it, letting the water run over her fingers. Diana bit her lip and fought back the tears forming in the corners of her eyes as her fingers throbbed from the burning pain.
“It’s okay baby girl. It’s not too serious, you’ll be okay.” Sid pulled her into his arms, his fingers brushing away the tears rolling down her cheeks. Her lips quivered as she laid her head against his chest.
Finally, she pulled away and told him she was going to bandage her fingers. He nodded and kissed her before she walked out of the room. Bracing himself against the sink he let out a huge sigh. Hearing her gasp had almost stopped his heart. Lucky for her it was only a small burn. But he remembered a day when it had been much more. As he uncorked the wine, he thought back to that day. It was hard to believe it had been a year already since he had very nearly lost her.
His mind ran through the events of that day like a movie. Diana was meeting him at The Olive Garden, and had called to tell him she was running a bit late. When she finally arrived, she stepped out of her car smiling and waved at him from across the parking lot. He had reciprocated her smile and wave, then started towards her. Everything from those next fifteen to twenty minutes was almost a blur.
Sidney had watched in horror as a truck spun out of control and headed straight for Diana. Breaking into a run he had screamed her name, as he watched the truck strike her flipping her up into the air. Sid closed his eyes as he recalled that moment. Tears stinging his eyes. God how horrible that had been. His heart had jumped into his throat, as he dropped to the ground pulling her into his arms.
“Sid? Are you okay?” Her soft voice broke into his thoughts, bringing him back to the present.
“ Yeah baby girl. I’m alright, I was just…never mind. How’s your finger?” He managed a weak smile, hoping she wouldn’t see the pain in his eyes.
Diana shrugged and told him it was okay. She then took his hand and they went to sit down to supper. The meal was delicious, and they talked about his road trip and what she had been doing while he’d been away. Her laugh always cheered him up, no matter what was going on. He loved to hear her laugh, and noticed that her eyes would light up every time she smiled. Watching her, as she told him about her shopping trip with Vero, Marc Andre’s girlfriend, he couldn’t help but smile. God she is beautiful! He thought to himself.
After the meal was over, they cleared up together. These were the moments Diana cherished the most. The times when Sid was home and they could just be together, just the two of them. Going about their day, laughing and talking was precious to her. Every moment counted, because she knew soon he would have to leave again and she would once more be alone to wait for his calls and miss him. She was so proud of him and all he had accomplished in his life, but at the same time it was difficult to deal with his schedule.
Later that night, they cuddled on the couch watching TV. Diana lay curled up in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder. He played with her hair, twirling the strands around his fingers. As they sat there, she couldn’t help but feel a little sad. The next month was going to be hectic, with the playoffs in full swing and Sid busy with practice and games. Sighing out loud, she nuzzled into his neck, feeling his hand freeze on the nape of her neck. She looked up to see him staring down at her, his eyes full of concern.
“What’s on your mind love?” He asked, shifting a little so he could wrap his arms around her more securely.
“It’s nothing, I’m just thinking about the playoffs is all. I’m excited but at the same time, I know it’s going to be so stressful. I guess I’m just a little sad.”
Sid reached up and cupped her chin between his thumb and forefinger. He gazed into her eyes silently for a moment, almost as though he was reading her thoughts. Diana fought to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. Her lip quivered as Sid gently tilted her face up and kissed her softly.
“I know it’s always a hard time for you Diana. I wish it wasn’t, but I know that it can’t be helped. You know I love you, and I always will. You mean everything to me, but it’s what I do, what I love to do. It’s a lot of sacrifices for both of us. Don’t think for a second that it’s any easier for me to have to leave you. Because it isn’t.”
She couldn’t hold back the tears any longer and as they came pouring down her cheeks she reached up and threw her arms around him, burying her face in his neck. He held her quietly as she sobbed, her body shaking gently. Nothing in the world mattered to her more then him and his happiness. He was her world, her heart and even when it pained her, she had always kept silent about how hard it really was when he had to go.
Diana had never told him about all the sleepless nights. All the times she cried into her pillow, missing him to the point she felt her heart would burst. She couldn’t tell him how she truly felt deep inside sometimes, for fear she would lose him. She wanted him to be happy, and knew he wouldn’t be without hockey. So she stayed silent, bottling up the heartache and the loneliness.
Finally she pulled away and began to wipe the tears away. Softly, Sid reached up and brushed the tears from her face, his eyes never leaving her. He knew she was hiding something, but he couldn’t figure out what. It pained him to see her hurting. When she hurt, he hurt. It was like a knife stabbing through his heart. He never asked, but he silently wished she would just confide in him. That she would just tell him what was bothering her.