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    “I don’t call you kid because I think you’re stupid. I don’t think you’re stupid. You’d know if I thought you were stupid, because I would tell you. ‘Kid’ is a…” He trails off, free hand tapping thoughtful rhythms on the steering wheel, “…Nickname. Term of endearment. Whatever you want to call it, but it’s not derogatory.”

    Jack holds up a second finger.

    “You have not been taking care of yourself. If you were, you wouldn’t have a low grade fever, and you would’ve called me as your boss or one of your friends to drive you instead of walking to work in the rain after your car died. You’ve been surviving. There’s a difference.”

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    good things happen to those who are found crying in the supply closet by their hot, older, maybe flirty boss-slash-mentor.

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    Alternate Title: Shane Hollander: Stanley Cup Winner, Accidental Dog Sitter

    Shane: Is this Ilya Rozanov?
    Unknown number: no
    Shane: Oh, but the dog collar had this number.
    Unknown Number: What? What dog collar? What are you talking about?
    Shane: I'm Shane Hollander.
    Shane: I have your dog.
    Unknown Number: Is this ransom threat?
    Unknown Number: Did you kidnap my dog?

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    It is an unremarkable, dreary March morning in Ottawa when Ilya Rozanov’s life swiftly burns to ashes around him. Ilya had intended to spend the rare morning off of training sleeping off the lingering exhaustion from the seemingly endless stretch of away games as long as Anya would allow.

    Instead, it is barely past six in the morning when armed agents pound on his front door.

    (Or, a remix of the FanMail incident.)

    completed fic, updates every thursday

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    Shane: Why is Melissa from the Raiders Foundation texting me?
    Shane: Ilya
    Shane: What did you do

    Ilya: ah
    Ilya: you are wag now yes?

    Shane: Ilya

    Ilya: i gave your number to hammersmith’s wife
    Ilya: she thinks i need help with the charity basket
    Ilya: and you know all my favorite things

    With Shane's new WAG status comes new responsibilities. Particularly with the Boston Raiders Foundation.

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