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Unfortunate Exception

| Alex |

It's another day. Another day of pushing myself to my limits, to better myself, my game and my National teammates. We landed in Idaho yesterday, and today is our final practice before we face off against Chile tomorrow. It's just a friendly match but we treat all games the same - as a must win.

Back at Orlando, I push myself to just have the opportunity to travel the country with the National team, they all know why so they all understand. They know I want to find my daughter. I don't know how I will, I don't know what she looks like. I only remember seeing her as a sleeping little baby, laying in my arms while I sat in the hospital bed.

I woke up the next day to the nurses, doctors and other patients in the maternity ward screaming and crying. I was utterly confused until a nurse approached me with two policemen walking beside her. They explained that, for reasons unknown to them, there was a raid on the hospital which seemed to be organised. Some took drugs and equipment, while others took some of the newborns. Once they explained to me that my daughter was one of the snatched, I zoned out.

I only held her once, but I fell so in love with her, my daughter. My world.

"Al, do you need to take a break?" Tobin asks, snapping me out of my recollection, wiping the tears I didn't know had fallen.

"No, I'm okay." is all I can muster myself  to say before I put my head back in the game, focusing on the task at hand.

| Cody |

Here we are, outside the stadium, waiting to get inside. I still can't believe Jack's mom managed to persuade my parents, I guess it's true, nobody can say no to her. However they did want to make an exception, they wanted to pick me back up and bring me home after it. I was so happy I didn't even care that they would be here in a few hours to ruin the best day of my life.

"I've never seen you so happy." Jack quipped, a huge smile on her face which mirrors the smile on mine.

We're both wearing USWNT jersey's, both belong to Jack, my parents would never spend that much money on me for one shirt. She chose to wear her shirt donning the famous 'Morgan 13' while I opted for Heath, the number 17 player being my favorite, she makes soccer to much fun to watch.

Once we finally get into the stadium, we find out that we're quite near the team bench near the front of the stands. Just our luck that the bench we're next to gets occupied by the Chile team. Then again, we don't care much, we're too happy just simply being here.

TIME SKIP

"That was so awesome! WOOOOO!" I watch with an amused grin as Jack continues to jump around like a toddler on a sugar rush. USA won of course, 4-1, Alex Morgan got a hat-trick with Heath adding the fourth after Chile got on the board.

In the middle of talking with Jack about the game, we get interrupted by a voice towards the field, we look to see Tobin Heath watching us, leaving us wide eyed.

"I like your jersey." She points out to me, before she stops and seems to stare at me as her eyebrows furrow.

"Uh...thanks. It's hers actually." I breathe out, pointing at Jack, who is still looking like a deer caught in headlights. It's another few minutes before Tobin speaks again, not taking her eyes off of me. Can't lie, it's unnerving having your idol stare at you for no apparent reason.

"Don't you have your own?"

I know it's an innocent question but I still feel ashamed, yet I can't lie to her, she's Tobin freaking Heath!

"Uh...no, my parents...they wouldn't let me spend that kind of money on a jersey." I bite my lip out of anxiety that I may be being judged by my hero.