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    “Wait, Mr. Raiders fan,” Rozanov calls.

    Constable Sullivan pauses.

    “I get a phone call, yes?”

    “Sure.” He pulls out his own phone. “Do you know the number?”

    Rozanov nods. The numbers all come out in a rush, as though he’s memorized it in one long string and can’t think of any of them separately.

    It’s a Montreal area code, the constable notes, as he types it in. As the phone rings, he puts it on speaker and asks Rozanov: “Who is it?”

    “Shane Hollander.”

    “Fuck off. Who is it really?”

    Or: in the midst of the Rose breakup, the Raiders win a game in Montreal. Unable to do what he normally does after Montreal games, Ilya goes out to a club, gets super drunk, and ends up getting picked up by Montreal police for public intoxication. Sitting in a holding cell, the only number he can remember is Shane's.

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    Shane wakes up on Tuesday at 5:26 AM on game day in Boston, four minutes before his alarm goes off. Shane wants it to be Wednesday. But no matter what, Shane wakes up on Tuesday at 5:26 AM on game day in Boston, four minutes before his alarm goes off.

    ”Fuck,” he croaks. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

    Chapter 1: Shane wakes up on the same Tuesday over and over again after leaving Rozanov in a rush. Tuesday is his second least favourite day of the week, so he's not really happy about it.

    Chapter 2: Ilya notices Shane acts strangely. He just never remembers.

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    Shane lifts one eyelid again to look at Rozanov. His eyes are red-rimmed. Like he’s been crying. “Why…why aren’t you in Boston?”

    Rozanov’s brow furrows. “Why would I be in Boston?”

    “You, you’re captain. Raiders. Boston.”

    The room is silent except for the beeping of monitors.

    In 2023, Shane takes a bad hit on the ice. When he wakes up, the last thing he remembers is a tuna melt.

    There’s a lot to get used to.

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    "I can't be pregnant."

    Ilya made a low noise. "I know it is shocking, Shane, but the doctor said—"

    "No, Ilya, that's not what I mean. I'm not in denial or anything. I'm telling you. I can't be pregnant."

    Ilya shook his head. "Well, you are."

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    Or: the post-TLG shanebortion fic.

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    Ilya wanted so badly to just tell Svetlana: It’s Shane Hollander, it’s always been Shane Hollander. He wanted to invite her over after the game so he'd know it was possible for her and Shane to exist in the same room without the world collapsing.

    He was calling Shane back before he even thought about it, his heart in his throat. 

    “Ilya?”

    “Can I invite Svetlana?"

    He could never have expected what happened next.

    Or: Only a few months after the cottage, Shane meets Svetlana—and goes to great lengths to defeat his jealousy.

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