MichaelXGwen ULTIMATE ALIEN ERA- if Michael had Gwen.

Trophy

He could stare at her for hours on end. She was perfect simply and undeniable. He took a step up to her and caressed her cheek. Her eyes winced slightly confirming that she was still dreaming. 'dreaming of what?' Michael asked himself. He could always find out but most of the time he didn't want to know. He liked her in this state. Delicate. His. He watched her wince her eyes for the forth time. Fifth time. Until she finally woke up. She opened her eyes and slowly raised her head. She was caught off-guard.

Like always.

Her eyes still seemed to sparkle in the moonlight though. He liked that about her. He watched her gleaming emerald eyes reflect the moonlight from the water. It was his own little t-v show and he enjoyed every moment of it.

"What's a matter?" He asked her in a caring manner. Gwen let her tired eyes slide shut and let her arms relax in the metal binding them to the wall.

He smiled at her.

His own little trophy.