Title: Maybe

Title:  Maybe

Author: Terri

Summery: Maria's looking for something she has lost…. Herself

This is Michaels POV

Disclaimer: You all know the drill, characters not mine, show is not mine, yada, yada, yada.

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Here we go again, Michael has decided that we shouldn't be together, but this time it's different, this time I'm not going to stick around, I can't do it anymore, I need to be away from him, I need to be me again, so I've decided to go and try to find myself and maybe, just maybe I'll decide to come back, I'm not making any promises though. 

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Michael had his burrowed under the pillow when he heard the phone but he decided to ignore it, he looked at the clock, 7.00am, there is no way he was going to get up at this ungodly hour, and on a Saturday too.  He didn't start his shift at the Crashdown until 9.00am maybe another hour and he would be ready to face the world, he'd be ready to face Maria, but at the thought of Maria he knew there would be no way he could rest, he had told Maria the night before that he couldn't see her anymore, the FBI were starting to sniff around again, he couldn't let her be hurt, yet he had hurt her himself, but at least she was alive. 

Michael reached the Crashdown Café at 8.57am and strolled through the doors, he went to his locker Maria wasn't in yet, that meant he could compose himself until she came, maybe he had broke up with her, that didn't mean he didn't want to see her, he didn't think he would manage a day not seeing her, smiling face although she wouldn't smile at him the way she usually did.

9.15am, Maria isn't here yet, Mr Parker isn't too happy, he'll have to work himself if she doesn't turn in, Liz has gone out with Max and Is, they'll be gone all day, she'll come in, she won't let our break-up stop her working she's too proud to let that interfere with life.  10.00am Mr Parker just tried to phone her, there's no-one home, but Amy is away for a week in Miami, she's gone away with Jim, Maria must be on her way now. I'm not worried, I'm not worried.

12.15pm, okay I'm worried, I've got another 45 minutes until the end of my shift, then I'm going to see her, she's probably cooped up in her house refusing to answer the 10 calls I've made, where the hell is she.

1.00pm, I've finished, Maria you better have a damn good excuse for not answering your phone 'cause here I come.

1.15pm, I knocked at her door a few times, no answer, she's out somewhere, she's probably hiding out at Kyles, I decided to use my powers to get in, she could be inside and just ignoring me, I opened the door and there's not a sign of her downstairs, I went upstairs to her room, nothing in there, but there was a slip of paper on the pillow.

What I read ripped the heart out of my chest:

To All

Gone to find Myself,

Back sometime,

Maybe

TBC.