posted on 27-Apr-2002 6:45:36 PM by CandyGirl
Title: On the Run
Author: Fate -(Christiana)-
Rating: R (for language, violence, and hints of sexuality)
Category: M/M, A/I, T/K
Disclaimer: now you all know as well as I do that they don’t belong to me although if you want to give me michael ::impure thought of michael:: bad, Christiana, bad... oh and any song that I manage to end up using does not belong to me either... unless I end up using one of my own songs then well... that does belong to me...
Summary: eh... just read it... THIS IS NOT FOR DREAMERS!! I REPEAT THIS IS NOT FOR DREAMERS!!!!
AUTHOR’S NOTE: REMEMBER THAT I WROTE THIS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT! so be kind!

~*~Part 1~*~

“Maria!” Michael said chasing after her.

Maria turned around abruptly and spat at him “What? Having trouble keeping up with your pants around your ankles?”

“Maria stop,” Michael said, “Just listen to me.”

Maria stopped and walked up to him, poking her perfectly manicured nails into his chest.

“No. You listen to me, bub,” Maria stated angrily, “I have stood by you when you told me that Isabel may be pregnant with your child.” With each poke Michael took a step back.

“I stood by you and never asked why when you ended up in my room looking like your world was crumbling around you. I CRIED AND SAVED YOUR A$S WHEN YOU WERE IN THAT CRAZY COCOON THING! And all I wanted was for you to love me that way I loved you, but could you give me that?”

Maria had fire in her eyes and Michael was petrified.

“COULD YOU?!” Maria screamed. Tears freely flowing own her tired green eyes. “NO! YOU COULDN’T ALL YOU COULD GIVE ME WAS THE PROOF THAT YOU DON’T GIVE A F*CK ABOUT ME BY SLEEPING WITH THAT SLUT!” Maria pushed him away.

Michael just looked at her, shocked by all the anger the little pixie had in her. “C’mon Maria, don’t cry, you know I hate it when you cry,” Michael reached his hand up to wipe her tears away.

“NO!” Maria shoved his hand away, “Don’t touch me! Just don’t touch me!” and with that Maria ran away.

“Sh!t” Michael said under his breath. He quickly ran to his bike and chased after Maria.

She wasn’t sure where she was running but she was just running, as if running would keep her from the pain she felt. When she looked up she had realized that the Crashdown was the closest place. She needed her friends and about a billion gallons of chocolate ice cream, Liz would have to do. She was just across the street from the Crashdown when Isabel approached.

“Maria?” Isabel asked in a soft concerned voice. “Maria, are you okay?”

Maria looked at Isabel and broke down even more. Isabel comforted her with a hug.

“Is Michael being a d!ck again?” Isabel asked stroking her back.

“H... he... he’s cheating on me, wi... with Courtney,” maria sobbed and said between breaths.

“The waitress?” Isabel asked still trying to comfort her.

Maria nodded.

“Hey Is,” Alex said in a chipper mood. Then he frowned when he realized who was in Isabel’s arms.

“Maria? Maria, sweetie what’s wrong?” Alex asked, touching Maria’s shoulder.

“Oh Alex!” Maria hugged Alex tightly, desperate for the love that she deserved.

Maria’s tear now soaking Alex’s shirt.

Just then Michael pulled up “Jesus Christ, that girl can run,” he muttered under his breath.

“Maria,” Michael started, getting a glare from Isabel.

Boom!

The four teens flew back and onto the floor from the force of the explosion and the debris flying everywhere.

“Oh my God, Liz,” Alex and Maria gasped simultaneously as Isabel and Michael gasped “Oh my God, Max.”

Maria and Isabel had their hands over their mouths, in shock as the fire reflecting off of their watery eyes.

After about a minute of complete silence except for the crackling and snapping of the burning debris, Sheriff Valenti pulled up quickly, his wheels squealing, the foul odor of burning rubber mixing in with the stench of burning food, metal, and wood.

“What the hell happened?” asked the Sheriff frantically.

None of them spoke, still in shock from the explosion.

Michael moved his mouth to speak but nothing came out.

Sirens could be heard but they were distant to the young teenagers who had just lost a best friend, a brother.

“Guys, hurry up and get in before they take you in for questioning,” the Sheriff said quickly.

The four traumatized teens snapped out of their shocked trances and slowly got in the truck. They drove away before the fire department arrived.

They sat in silence.

“...crackle... mission accomplished Pier... crackle... is this a sec... crackle... of course... crackle...” The sheriff’s radio crackled and broke the silence. The Sheriff was about to turn it down when Michael’s hand shot out and Michael looked at him. They all wanted to listen.

“Good.. crackle... Topolsky... crackle... di... crackle.. get... crackle... em all?... crackle... no... crackle... two... crackle... and crackle... civilians... crackle.. what... crackle... other.. crackle... six?.. crackle... Deluca... crackle... next... crackle...”

Maria’s eyes went wide.

“She at my house,” The sheriff said.

A wave of relief washed over Maria but sadness hit her once again.

“...crackle.. wouldn’t... crackle... be suspicious?... crackle... we... crackle... thought... crackle... get... crackle.. all... crackle... stupid restaurant... crackle... how... crackle.. long... crackle... it’ll... crackle... a week longer... crackle... set up sir... crackle...”

“We have to get out of here, soon...” Michael said.

“No.” Maria shook her head. “No... I have to say good-bye to Lizzie. Don’t you want to say good-bye to Max?”

Michael closed his eye. “We have 5 days,” Michael said coldly.

For the next five days Michael, Maria, Alex, Isabel, Kyle and Tess got ready to leave. Maria avoided Michael any chance she could and Michael quickly took over the role of king. (Oh yeah... cuz you know he’s MY king... LoL.. okay I’m sorry back to the fic...) Alex’s and Isabel’s relationship was closer they closed theselves off to everyone but each other.

Kyle and Tess were still confused about what happened. They told Amy and the Evans the truth about their origins, and that they had to leave.

On the fifth day was Max and Liz’s funeral.

“Max was my best friend. He was there when I needed him,” Michael said sadly. “Even when we first met each other he was as protective as a brother. He could have been so much more. He was so smart and he had so much more going for him,” Michael continued.

Alex held Isabel as she wept for the lost souls.

Mr. and Mrs. Evan sat right next to them mourning for the only son that they lost. Mr. and Mrs. Parker were out on a business trip when it happened. They were sitting with the Evans mourning for their only daughter, wishing that it could’ve been them. Kyle and Tess grieved in tears, still confused.

“Liz... Liz was like my sister,” Alex said his eyes hard and cold. Isabel’s cries were reduced to soft sniffles as she held on to her mother for dear life. “She was definitely one of a kind, the brains of our little outcasted group. There was no problem that Elizabeth Parker couldn’t solve.”

The weather was windy, the clouds were dark. It was as if the Gods were grieving too, for poor little Elizabeth Parker and the fearless leader Maxwell Evans. By the time the funeral had almost come to an end Isabel, Alex, Michael, Tess and Kyle had already disappeared to the car awaiting Maria’s arrival so they could quickly leave.

Maria wakled up to the stage and whispered to the air.

“Good-bye Lizzie, I love you. Good-bye Max, you better take care of her, girlfriend,” And with that she started singing.

Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me


I was once lost
But now am found
Was blind but now I see


The wind carried her voice to the Jeep. Tess and Kyle listened quietly as silent tears rolled down their cheeks.

'Tis Grace that taught
My heart to fear
And Grace my fears relieved


Now precious dear
That Grace appear
The hour I first believed


“Oh God!” Isabel cried out loud as Alex held her, his own tears blurring his vision and invading his thoughs

Through many dangers
Toils and snares
I have already come


'Tis Grace has brought
Me safe this far
And Grace will lead me home


Michael leaned his head back on the head rest, his eyes closed. He had lost his best friend and his loved one in the same day. Maria wouldn’t speak to him, she wouldn’t even look at him in the eyes.

When we've been there
Ten thousand years
Bright shining as a sun


We've no less days
To sing God's praise
Than when we first begun


The responsibilities he had taken over, overwhelmed him. He was the all-time protector now. This was his family he had to take care of. He shouldn’t be think about something stupid like his love life when something so much more important was at risk. The lives of his loved ones.

Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me


Michael opened his eyes and through his advanced eyes he could see Maria’s pain vibrating off of her body at she sang.

I was once lost
But now am found
Was blind but now I see


As the last note of the song was finished Maria stood there, everyone in silence.

After a brief moment she turned and ran whispering “Good-bye” to the heavens, tears rolling down her eyes and to the ground beneath her feet.

Michael had just started the engine as Maria climbed into the passenger seat. And all six teenagers left Roswell without a backward glance.

TBC??

what do you guys think? should I go on?

[ edited 1 time(s), last at 9-May-2002 7:29:30 PM ]
posted on 9-May-2002 7:27:21 PM by CandyGirl
I'm not going to post any more of my fics on here, there are not many candies and so therefore, if you want to find my fics you gotta go on my board, RRR or CiD, :\ sorry guys...

~*~Christiana~*~