The moon rose higher in the Miami sky, finally signifying the end to another day in the life of Michael Westin. In one day he had: robbed a bank, lied to a friend and saved two, possibly three lives along with send a group of kidnappers (and would be murderers) to prison. Yet, while he felt good about doing all of that he knew that only one life he had saved today mattered. Fiona.

Horus later, Michael woke and for a moment he wasn't sure what had disturbed him and then he heard the noise again. Shift slightly to the right he was able to look out at his balcony where he saw the dim outline of Fi standing there. He realized she was crying.

Generally in a situation like this he would leave her alone and let her think he didn't know but something about this was different. Maybe it was the way the slight breeze made her hair blow back or how isolated she seemed on that balcony that made him slide out of bed and amble over to her.

She jumped slightly as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to him, but once she realized who it was she relaxed and leaned into his chest. "Fi," he began but she cut him off.

"I was being silly, I'm fine."

Michael snorted softly "Fi, it's three thirty three am and you're standing on my balcony crying. You're not fine."

She turned around, looking into his eyes and he saw how puffy they were and realized she had been crying for quite some time now. She glared at him before turning away in silence.

"Fi" he whispered into her ear "I want to help you."

"I don't need help, I told you. I'm fine." She said sharply as she broke away from Michael's grasp and started to walk back to the bed.

Before she got very far Michael grabbed her shoulder and lightly turned her around to look at him "This isn't the first time this has happened."

He saw the waves of emotion flit across her face, shock, embarrassment, anger, shame "How many times?" she asked

"Three other times." He said quietly as if her were talking to a wild animal

She turned her gaze away from him but spoke "You know that saying 'Time heals all wounds'?" Michael nodded, confused, "It's bullshit. I thought they would go away in time. I figured I just needed time to recover but they haven't stopped."

Michael nodded but she still wouldn't look at him. She started to walk away and he didn't stop her as she continued speaking "They're mostly about-"her voice caught and she stopped for a moment trying to compose herself "about O' Neil. I keep thinking about what would have happened had you not saved me."

"You would have saved yourself." He said

She turned and looked at him, incredulous "You don't believe that, you saw how many men he had. I had no chance." She turned away again as she attempted to hide the tears that were shining in her eyes "I'm broken." She said her voice barely above a whisper

Michael shook his head even though she couldn't see it "You're not broken."

She let out a joyless laugh but he stopped her before she could start "You were shipped back to your home country and sold to the highest bidder to be tortured, you have every right have nightmares."

Her eyes flashed angrily as she turned "It's not an excuse!"

"I didn't say it was. All I'm saying is that it's normal."

She shook her head "I can't-"

"You ca, you did it today."

She turned and looked at him "Today was different."

Michael took two steps forward and put a finger under her chin lifting it to meet his gaze "It's only different because you want it to be. You allowed yourself to get kidnapped so you could save Sarah and you did that. Without you we might not have been able to rescue her without you."

"But-"

"Fiona Glenanne" Michael's voice was soft but there was a slight edge to it "You are the single most confident woman I know and I'll be damned if you let some psycho Irish radical make you think otherwise."

She looked at him before crumpling into his chest. No tears fell but she was shaking as she allowed months of pent up emotion to flow through her. For once Fiona Glenanne did not care that she was letting Michael see every emotion she was feeling. She knew that he would never judge her and that no matter what they would always have each other.

Corny Ending? Probably. Anyway I just wanted to get something down and I think this might have been it. Please tell me what you think.

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