Gordon Bombay is back for the Ducks' sophomore year of high school, coaching alongside Orion. No one asked why he didn't stay with the last job, they were all just happy to have him back. The practices leading up to the new school year were rough since it was the first time the team had two coaches as they butted heads a lot but eventually it worked out, leading to an even stronger team.

It was now a week before school started and Gordon was out to lunch with Michele. They had started dating after the Goodwill games and been going strong since.

"So, you excited to be back with the Ducks?" She asked as the exited the restaurant, headed in the direction of the car.

Gordon let her link their arms together, smiling longingly at her. "I am."

They walked past an old skate rink just as someone exited it with a stick in hand. They started skating off with such ease that it looked like they could skate better than they could walk. The couple couldn't see the person's face since it was covered by a hood.

"Hey!" Gordon shouted just as the person walked between another couple, before mumbling a quick apologize.

The person whipped their head around only to widen their eyes and take off. Michele understood as Gordon took off after the person. He could always spot a talented hockey player.

Gordon kept the person in his sights since it was near to impossible to keep up with them since 1) they're on skates 2) Gordon wasn't as young as them and 3) he was on foot. Unfortunately, he lost them once they rounded a corner. But fortunately, he caught a glimpse of the name written on the back of the sleeveless jersey they were wearing over the equally sleeveless hoodie. Harper.

He made his way back to Michele to take her home. He had told her about how he wanted to find out of the person was. So, to help him, he recruited Charlie, who happily agreed.

"So, you didn't get a look at their face; only their name?"

"Yupp."

"How do you know it's their name?"

"It was a husky's peewee jersey."

Charlie followed him into one the buildings on the street Gordon lost them on. It looked to be a bar but for people under 21. There were pool tables, dart boards and even a bar area but it clearly states no alcohol beverages are served there. How Charlie didn't know about this place was beyond him? But it looked to be a cool hangout in this part of town.

They walked up the "bar" and waved down the burly man behind it.

"We don't serve alcohol here." The man crossed his arms.

"I'm not here looking for a drink."

"We were wondering if you know anyone with the last name of Harper." Charlie leaned his elbows on the counter.

"There's only one person I know of with that last name and that's AJ," the man stood his ground. "What do you want with AJ?"

Gordon walked over to the wall at the end of the counter. Pictures were lining the wall just like in Hans' hockey shop. He spotted a group shot of the huskies' peewee team; the same team they beat.

"Number 14, that's AJ isn't it?"

"Yeah, best player on the team, could have gone somewhere, that is until she blew out her knee a few years later."

"How?" Charlie asked.

But the man ignored the boy and repeated, "What do you want with AJ?"

"I want her to join my team."

"What?!" Both the man and Charlie were dumbfounded.

"You heard me, I want AJ to join the Eden hall ducks."

The man seemed to be contemplating something. "If you leave now you might be able to catch up to her. Just keep going straight the opposite way you came."

"Thank you!" Gordon and Charlie ran out the building and followed the man's directions.

"Should of told them to watch their pockets," the man mumbled to himself as he began cleaning the bar top.

"Is that ...?" Charlie pointed to the figure on skates with Beats headphones and black beanie replacing the hood.

"It is," Gordon cheered inwardly, he was exhausted from all this running. "Can you catch up and stop her?"

Charlie nodded then took off after the skating figure. Luckily, he had roller blades on himself or it would be a short chase for him. He weaved around bystanders, apologizing to anyone he accidentally ran into. He stretched out his arm but instead of grabbing her shoulder like he planned, he grabbed the hood, causing himself and AJ to fall.

Gordon finally caught up just in time for AJ to stand and turn to Charlie.

"What the hell was that for?" AJ hissed as she dusted the dirt off her dark jeans.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to grabbed your hood." Charlie stood. "Are you AJ Harper?"

"Who wants to know?"

Gordon caught his breath and stuck out his hand. "I'm Gordon Bombay. The coach..."

"I know who you are, everyone in Minnesota does." AJ crosses her arms. "What do you want with me?"

"I want you to play with the Ducks."

"I don't play hockey anymore," AJ turned to leave.

"Why? If it wasn't for the Hawks you could of lead you team to victory the year before the Ducks won." Gordon stated.

"If it wasn't for the Hawks I would still be playing hockey."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Charlie asked.

"It means the Hawks are the ones who made me blow my knee out."

Charlie and Gordon exchanged looks before AJ turned once again to leave.

"Look I can't force you to play but it is better than skating around pickpocketing people." Gordon's comment made her stop midway from putting on her headphones and glance back over her shoulder. "If you change your mind we have practice on Wednesday. Since you probably grew out of your old ones, there will be new hockey gear waiting in the JV locker room for you."

AJ places her headphones on her ears and skated away.

"Are you sure about this coach?" They turned back to head home.

"Yeah, I am."

May be a little rough around the edges but I hoped you liked it. I'll try and get chapter 2 up soon! Please comment what may need to be improved. THANKS! (EDITED: 8/18)