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    "Someone did this to me."

    Ilya can only nod, knowing that there's not much else to say. What comfort can he offer, when he can only imagine the turmoil that Shane must feel?

    "You're safe now," he offers, hoping that it can offer some measure of solace.

    Shane's eyes flit back to him, wide and swallowed up by a tangle of emotions.

    "I always was," he says, his voice hushed. "You were there."

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    Shane is drugged by heat inducers at the club, and Ilya is there to help him through it.

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    “I couldn’t.”

    The words are spoken in a whisper so quiet that Ilya nearly misses it. Could convince himself they were never spoken at all.

    “I couldn’t… go,” Shane says, still so quiet.

    Ilya is looking at him now. Sees a tear slip free and wants nothing more than to wipe it away. He doesn’t dare touch. Doesn’t know what these rules are now. Nothing is the same, and he can’t undo what was done.

    He tried. He said it right. Took back the mistake. Hollander, he said. A bandaid over a still bleeding wound. An assurance that nothing had to change when everything already did. Hollander. A second time. A plea. Don’t go. Stay. Stay now. Stay forever.

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    Shane doesn't make it out the door.

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    “Shane?” Ilya asks again. “What happened?” His gloveless hand twitches and he lifts it a fraction of an inch towards Shane.

    Shane tosses his own gloves to the ice and reaches forward, lacing their fingers together. “You took a bad hit,” he says, gritting his teeth against the fear clawing at his guts. “Flipped headfirst into the ice. Are you okay?”

    Ilya groans in answer and squeezes his hand, though Shane can't tell if he meant to do that or not.

    Suddenly, there are people all around them. Shane shifts protectively close before he realizes it’s the medical team.

    “Hollander, get back to your bench,” someone says, but there’s no way Shane’s going. Even if he wanted to, Ilya’s gripping his hand like a lifeline, eyes finally locked on Shane’s face. Shane isn’t leaving him.

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    His teammates were not treating this as the hard interview Ilya imagined it. Gone were the serious "intervention" faces, replaced with the glee of anticipation. "Roz was going to tell us about his fiancée," Dykstra told Hollander.

    Shane choked on his bite of Raisin Bran. "Oh?"

    "Yeah, I assume you know her. Did he say anything in the car, Hazy?"

    "Dude didn't say one word."

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    The Centaurs stage an intervention.

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    Shane takes a nasty fall on the ice during his game against Ilya. In the hospital, he talks just a little too much to his nurse who is definitely not Googling him and his "rival" during her breaks.

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