| "Who Will Save Your Soul" |
| Part 18 by Hero of the Day |
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| Disclaimer: Everyone belongs to the WB, except Gaven who will come in later. Summary: Michael is leaving Maria for Isabel but for a reason he can't explain and only time will make Michael stronger as he searches for what Isabel gave up to save the group. Category: Unconventional Couples Rating: R |
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| *Music by Metallica, The Black Album, "Nothing Else Matters"* Maria opened her eyes. The sun beamed through the small space between the curtins. She only slept for an hour, thats when she herd him leave. She looked around. Rath was gone. Maria climbed off the bed and ran to the door. It was locked from the outside. She ran to the phone and picked it up. There was a dial tone. Michael reached for the ringing phone in his pocket. "What?" he yelled into the phone. "MICHAEL!!" Maria said into the phone releaved that he had answered. "Maria, where are you? Are you okay?" "On my way to Alberqurque....Michael, I'm so scared....I don't know what to do..." "Maria-" Michael was cut off when the phone went dead. Maria turned around to see Rath in the door way. "Bad little human..." he said as he made the phone burn Maria's hand. She screamed and dropped the phone. "Lets go." he said with a smile. Maria just stood there holding her burnt hand. She could feel the blister forming on her hand, you know the one you get from touching something hot. Rath went over and grabbed her by the arm and forced her in the car. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" She yelled at him as sat in the car leaning over to throw something on the dash. As they pulled out of the parking lot the jeep, jetta and the bug pulled in. They never noticed how close they were. ::So close no matte how far, couldn't be much more from the heart:: Michael got out of the jetta in the parking lot. Liz and Alex walked up to him. "We are going in to see if there is anymore information." Liz said as she and Alex went into the Hotel. Something caught Michael's eye. He walked over to the object and piked it up. He held the cloth in his hands. ::Forever trusting in who we are, and nothing else matters:: Michael rubbed the fabric in his hands, he knew that fabric...it was from his shirt. Then he got. A flash. /Flash/ Maria running. The feel of Rath's hand gripping Maria around the arm. Her rapid heart beat. The burning of blood comming from her lip after Rath smacked her. The feel of her falling to the ground after being hit. The fear. The torture. The feeling she may never see him or her family again. The tears falling from her face as the night progressed. /End Flash/ ::Never opened myself this way, Life is ours, we live it our way. All these words I don't just say, and nothing else matters. Trust I seek, and I find in you, everyday for us, something new open mind for a different view and nothing else matters:: Michael punched the wall blocking Liz and Alex to pass him. He pulled his hand away and his nuckles were all bloody. "Michael...whats wrong?" Liz asked. "Do you know what this is?" he asked holding up the cloth. Liz shook her head no. "This is a piece of the my Metallica shirt...the same Metallica shirt Maria was wearing when she was at this damn hotel. Do you know what that is?" he asked pointing to a spot of blood. Liz shook her head no again. "It's blood, Lizzie, the blood that fell from Maria's lip when the son-of-a-bitch smacked her across the face!!" By this time Max and Isabel had joined the rest of the group. "Michael, calm down, dude. We'll find her." Alex said. "What if we don't Alex?" he said back. ::Never cared for what they do, never cared for what they know but i know:: "Michael, there are a lot of "what ifs" out there! So wake up, open your eyes and learn that this is a "What" because I know I can't wait to see WHAT alien mumbo jumbo your gonna do to this thing once we find him! Now the clerk said they just left as we pulled in. Lets go get your girlfriend back!" Alex said, "and Lizzie, drive with your brother...he is in no position to drive." Max took Michael's hand and healed it. "We'll get her back." he said lifting Michael's spirit a little. ::so close no matter how far couldn't be much more from the heart forever trusting who we are and nothing else matters:: |
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