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    The first sound Ilya hears is a thin, discordant symphony of beeps and whirs. Something vibrating. 

    The next thing he hears is…wet. A sort of shaking, gargling sound, that feels like the ugliest crying he’s ever heard. And through it, Shane’s voice. 

    “I’m with him now, mom. He’s— he’s not fine. He’s not. I know—”

    Ilya wants to ask who's not fine, but he can’t feel his own body, his mouth, enough to ask.

    “Yeah,” Shane is saying, only slightly calmer. “I know. He wasn’t breathing—"

    Ilya knows there's a link, between the clinical musicality of medical settings, Shane’s audible, awful distress, and his own physical incapacity. It’s just, it’s so tenuous, and the air around him is so thick, so heavy. It would be easy, to sleep, a little. 

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    Footage of the last game between Ottawa and Montreal is everywhere; it’s breached containment from the sports world, and now it seems like everyone is baying for Montreal’s blood. Except, Ilya is oblivious. Not exactly blissfully so, but as the fight for accountability within the league rages on without him, Ilya just wants someone, anyone, to tell him what happened.

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    “I pee on a stick every day, take my temperature, app tells me when to fuck,” Ilya summarises succinctly. “App says we fuck today. Possibly tomorrow also.”

    “Tomorrow too?” Shane teases. “Are you just trying to get into my pants?”

    “If I was just trying to get into your pants I wouldn’t be on bottom,” Ilya points out, and he does have a point there. Not that topping is unpleasant, or anything, but it’s not exactly something Shane tends to do without an occasion. “I also wouldn’t have to use app. I would say ‘Hollander, get your dick out,’ and you get your dick out.”

    “Are you calling me easy?”

    “Yes. We are both easy, it is the best thing about our relationship.”

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    Shane and Ilya want kids, preferably soon. The details of making that happen prove to be slightly more complicated than initially anticipated.

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    Scott must be confused as hell if he was asking for Kip. Especially in front of his teammates. Kip should say no, that he was a friend from outside New York. He lived in Vancouver or Hawaii or England. Scott was quite literally concussed, he didn’t actually want his ex-boyfriend showing up. It had been made abundantly clear that Kip and Scott’s friend groups would not be meeting each other.

    “I—yeah. What hospital is he at?” Kip said.

    Podfic of Concussion Protocol by smilebackwards.

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    Every Boston Raider knows that although their captain has a girl in every port, he’s got a soft spot for the one in Montreal. Dr. Shane Hollander knows it’s better to have a semi-regular source of casual sex than try to make a relationship work during residency. Ilya Rozanov knows that the doctor he’s fucking in Montreal is unaware that he plays hockey, and in fact probably thinks he’s Bratva.

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