"Listening to the Radio" |
Part 1 by Tara |
Disclaimer: Roswell belongs to me!! Yeah and I'm the tooth fairy and I live
with Santa Clause and all the little elves, in Wellington, and I see Elvis
at the corner cafe every morning and he's having coffee the Easter Bunny and
Elmo! Okay, Roswell does not belong to me, but if it did, think of all the
fun I could have with Brendan Fehr, on the other hand, maybe its not better
to think about that. Roswell belongs to Melinda Metz and WB. And the song
belongs to LeAnn Rimes, the writers and her manager. Summary: Maria hears a song that gets her thinking about Michael. Category: Michael/Maria Rating: PG Authors Note: Spoilers for Independence day. It's a bit mushy, but peoples private thoughts usually are, right? |
Maria sat in her room, her shift at the Crashdown just finished, listening
to the radio.
"Ugh! There is nothing worth listening to tonight!" she complained. Maria got off her bed and headed for her CD collection. Flipping through the CD's, Maria pulled a face at the assorted one's she had. Nothing she felt like listening to. Same with her tapes. She wandered down stairs, to the lounge, and found that her mom had a CD on. LeAnn Rimes. Maria loved this song, so she sat on the couch and began to listen. How do I get through the night without you If I had to live without you what kind of life would that be Oh I need you in my arms need you to hold You're my world my heart my soul If you ever leave baby you would take away everything good in my life And tell me now I want to know How do I ever ever survive Without you there'd be no sun in my sky There would be no love in my life There would be no one left for me If you ever leave baby you would take away everything good in my life The song faded out, and a new one started up, but Maria didn't hear it. She was lost in her own world, a world where she and Michael loved each other, knew that the other loved them and were together, no destiny, no 'home planet', no saving the world every five minutes, just them, and Liz with Max, Alex with Isabel, and Kyle with Tess. Half an hour later, Amy walked in to find Maria sleeping peacefully on the couch, a smile playing about her lips. Amy picked up a blanket, and covered Maria with it, the knelt down and kissed her daughter on the forehead and headed to bed. Maria was oblivious to all this, living out her fantasy world with Michael, in her dreams. |
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