Summary:

"No m'not," Shane said, somehow pressing his face even more into Ilya's body. "All I ever did was play hockey. Now, I don't know what I'm gonna do. I hope we have a baby soon." The car went quiet at that. When Shane looked up, Ilya was looking out the window, jaw set. "S' something wrong?" Shane asked. He ran his fingertips along the warm skin of Ilya's forearm. Ilya turned back to face him, expression softened. Whatever pensiveness had taken hold of him was gone. "No. Everything is perfect." After sixteen seasons of professional hockey, Shane Hollander retires from the NHL in the interest of starting a family with his loving husband. It's maybe a little earlier than he would've liked, but with his thirty-five year old knees beginning to protest, it makes sense. He's happy. He and Ilya have been working towards this for nearly a decade. He's also terrified, wondering if this is the biggest mistake of his life, and thinking that maybe he should take it all back. But mostly, he's happy.