"What's your question?" Dean retorted.
"What are we going to do when I go back to school? I'm going to move into the dorms, mainly because I just don't want to have to commute, but what about when I come back over the weekends, or during breaks. Are we still going to live together?" I asked. It was about time we straightened out some details.
"Well, I figured once you moved in, this was your home now. I mean I want this to be your home. I want it to be our home. However, if you want to live with your parents when you're home for breaks, I understand." Dean told me, and I thought about it for a moment.
"This is my home now. We live together here." I decided, and Dean smiled.
"Where do you see us in, say, five years?" Deans asked, and I was a little taken aback at his question.
"Well, I hope we are still together, still living together. Hopefully you're still in Chicago," I chuckled nervously, "I want to be working for the Blackhawks, obviously. To be honest, it'd be nice if we were a little more serious, like, there was more commitment in the relationship." I tired to slip in there a little bit about our relationship without being too obvious.
"If I'm being honest, I hope we are at least engaged. I know that's very forward, but I love you so much, and I can see us together forever." Dean said, and I couldn't help but blush.
"How many kids do you want?" I asked Dean. I could see him contemplating his answer.
"At least three, no more than five. I like big families. What about you?" Dean asked.
"Same. I want at least three, no more than five. I want mostly boys, though I know we have no control over that." I laughed.
"Do you want to live in the city, or suburbs?" Dean asked.
"Well, I grew up in the city, and I think it'd be cool for my kids to grow up in the city. It'd be the nice part, obviously." I explained, and Dean nodded his head in agreement.
"I think this could work, Scottie." Dean said, taking a drink from his coffee, and keeping eye contact with me. I smiled back, and nodded.
We went back to reading, and relaxing. It was nice morning, or afternoon, however you want to look at it.
NOTE: Fairly short chapter, but I wanted to get Dean and Scottie to start talking about their future. This story is starting to drag on I feel like. I decided I'll keep writing until the Blackhawks are no longer in the play-offs. I, of course, want them to win the Stanley Cup, but once the Blackhawks season is over, depending on where the story is at now, I'll probably just end it with an epilogue. I hope everyone is enjoying this story so far! :)
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Fanfiction**PLEASE READ THE LAST ADDED PART** She's the daughter of his coach. He's the new recruit. How could this possibly end up badly? Scotland Brown has grown up around hockey. Her father has been the head coach of the Chicago Blackhawks since she was ei...
