Under the Dome
(Gale/Madge)

A/N: Because I'm reading Under the Dome by Stephen King (am I the only one that kind of got uncomfortable during some of his stuff, like the "ant farm" part in the beginning if you've read it…?) and the other book currently sitting on my bed (because I'm kind of getting sick of reading Under the Dome (460/1072 pages in) and it's Towering by Alex Flinn and that's about Rapunzel and people have done Madge as her and Gale as Flynn so I didn't want to do that. So Under the Dome it is. I'm basing them off of Dale "Barbie" Barbara and Julia Shumway's relationship. I'm going along the lines of the book, not the show, because I remember more about the book relationship instead, but I'll probably add in some parts of the show, too. Maybe some of my predictions and whatnot, SOME PARTS WILL BE FICTIONAL! Anyways, after I've rambled on and on, I hope you enjoy it!

P.S. Oh and how dare he kill Angie! She was the whole reason I bought the book! And she died on like page 36! *glares at Stephen forever*

Madge Undersee was the editor of the Democrat, the local newspaper of Chester's Mill. She's owned the business for God knows how long and her senior photographer, Pete Freeman, was currently down on Little Bitch Road taking pictures of the "destruction point" of the Dome. The Military had fired a B-52 cruise missile all the way from Carswell Air Force Base in the early morning of this Monday. The missile, code named GRAND ISLE, had hit the red X spray painted on the Dome perfectly, not even a millimeter off.

She had been there, with her currently new boyfriend (and newly appointed Colonel by the President of the United States) Gale Hawthorne, and a thirteen year old, Joe McCain, Angie's little brother, and Joe's laptop. They were filming the missile scene for the whole town to see (Gale would later owe, or more the government would owe, Joe a new laptop because of the heat radiating off the missile burned his up) on a TV screen at Dipper's.

Her heart had sunk like the rest of the town's. Even she had a spark of hope flame in her chest at the thought that the Dome might collapse, or better yet, disappear. But it hadn't and she was still trapped Under the Dome. But that wasn't her worst problem. Her worst problem was Big Jim Rennie and his attitude towards power. Well, it was more of Gale's problem than her, but what he was involved, she was involved in. That was how closed they've gotten since the Dome came down. He just felt right to her, and her to him.

But the small Maine town wasn't the only ones that heart sunk in their chest; she could see the expression of the Military persona on their side of the Dome, faces fall and crumple in disbelief. They had believed it would work, and since when has a cruise missile not worked? They were destructive, more destructive than any of its kind, and they hadn't been able to penetrate the Dome. Two B-52's hadn't been able to penetrate the Dome. And everyone was a crestfallen about it. The only one that didn't seem so down about it was Gale, but he was more than you think he was.

But Madge wasn't going to let a good headline run away from her. So Pete Freeman was snapping pictures down on Little Bitch Road while her fingers speedily typed a front page headliner for tomorrow's newspaper. It read: Military Missile Fail to Crush the Dome. A little hardhearted, but a great headliner.

Gale had went back to work at Sweetbriar Rose's for the dinner shift. He was a short cook there and was the best cook around. He was known for his medium hamburgers. He knew how to cook em, most would say. And he did, Madge had tried one a week ago.

Sweetbriar Rose was packed with depressive eaters. Gale was flipping burgers left and right. His heart felt tight, Rose wasn't going to like the shortage of food in the freezer. Soon enough, in a day or two at the most, they would be serving cold cuts and cutting hours down. They'd be open for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and closed in between until either the Dome came down or they ran out of food. He felt bad, especially if the generator ran out. Even if Chester's Mill was the town of generators, doesn't mean they have spares around now.

"Order up! A medium burger with a side of broccoli!" Rose yelled through the window. Gale nodded and ripped the paper from its line, placing it in a row with the others. He cooked as fast as Madge was typing over at the Democrat.

…

The next day, Madge and Gale met up at the McCain's house to talk to Joe, Norrie, and Ben. Joe was raving about how cool the missile was and Norrie was crying into Ben's shoulder, a little upset over the whole ordeal. Joe had reminded Gale multiple times that the government stilled owed him a new computer.

"I'll make sure Uncle Sam delivers it himself." Gale had laughed lightly and replied every time.

"I'm holding you to it, man." Joe would reply. What would a kid do without his computer? Oh gosh, use his imagination, or better yet start another protest like he did last time that ended up with Rory Dismore, a young boy so bravely determined to get the Dome down, dead from a bullet wound in his eye. Poor kid.

They didn't stay for long, just long enough to assure Mrs. McCain that Joe was fine and was a big help. Madge pulled Gale aside before he could get farther than the porch to speak with him.

Madge began to mumble something about Peter Randolph, the new Chief of Police, and how he was wrapped around Big Jim's fat finger. Then she continued to ramble on about Big Jim and his obsession with power that Gale knew all too well, that man hated Gale after all.

"Jim Rennie thinks if he just keeps all the control in his own hands, things will eventually come right-side up. For him and his friends, at least. He's the worst kind of politician – selfish, too egocentric to realize he's way out of his league, and a coward underneath that bluff cando exterior of his. When things get bad enough, he'll send this town to the devil if he thinks he can save himself by doing so. A cowardly leader is the most dangerous of men. You're the one who should be running the show." She spewed out angrily. And in a way, she was right. Big Jim was looking out for himself – hence why he was the second selectman and not the first, to cover his tracks – and "for the town," but really, he just wanted power and that was all.

"I appreciate your confidence –"

"But that's not going to happen no matter what your Colonel Cox and the President of the United States may want. It's not going to happen even if fifty thousand people march down Fifth Avenue in New York, waving signs with your face on them. Not with that fucking Dome still over our heads." And she was right. Big Jim Rennie wasn't going to let Gale-back-in-the-military-Hawthorne lay a thumb on his town, even though the President had ordered it. None of that mattered to Big Jim.

"It's time to call for elections." Gale replied to her rant. "And I urge you to run for Second Selectman yourself."

She laughed lightheartedly. Was he joking? "Do you think Jim Rennie is going to allow elections as long as the Dome is in place? What world are you living in, my friend?"

The one we're currently living in, Gale thought, but said, "Don't underestimate the will of the of the town, Madge."

To which she replied: "And don't you underestimate James Rennie." They had a slight stare off. Neither one of them wanted to admit that the town was run by an egocentric asshole that wasn't going to let Gale do what the President ordered, or let anyone push him off to the side, not while the Dome was down that was. He was like the President of the United States in Chester's Mill as long as they were still trapped under a Dome contraption that doesn't even show up on Radar. And Andy Sander, First Selection, was like the Vice President. And Peter Randolph was the Secretary of State. They had their own close-knit group, and Big Jim Rennie wasn't going to let anyone breach their – his – power.

"Well we can't worry about it now; I still need to get the Geiger Counter."

"Okay, you go do that and I'll get Brenda Perkins to gather a group to go put out the fire on our side." Brenda Perkins is – was – the wife of the Chief of Police, that was until the Dome exploded his Pacemaker right out of his chest with a simple touch to the Dome itself. The missile had caused small damage on their side of the Dome, small fires that haven't stopped burning and a slight smell of smoke in the air.

As Madge went to round up Brenda, Gale headed towards the City Hall. He needed to get into the fallout center underneath the building. Madge thought the counter would be there with the food shortage supply.

Gale was caught though, by a man, woman, and two small children. They was something fishy going on with the man and the woman. He was about twice her age and they were a little too close for the age difference. But what does it matter to Gale, as long as the get out of his hair. He sent them down the local Reverend, Pippy, for housing.

Seeing the pair made Gale ache for Madge's presence again. He wanted to feel her lips on his again and her nimble fingers slipping up his shirt. To be perfectly honest, he wanted a little more than that, but he wasn't going to rush it. He didn't want to seem desperate just because the Dome came down. He really felt something towards her, something he couldn't explain or has ever felt before. He liked her, he liked her a lot. And he couldn't wait to get to see her again, maybe somewhere private.

Gale snuck into the fallout center and found what he was looking for only it didn't work. Rusty, the newest doctor in Chester's Mill, entered quietly behind him.

"Might need a new battery." It caused Gale to jump and almost drop the old thing. "Mind you help me with something?" Rusty asks a little hesitantly. God nodded, interested. "Mind helping me look in the propane shed out back. The hospital's missing three of them."

"Why do you think the City Hall would have them?"

"Just a hunch." And by hunch, he meant Jim Rennie.

"Sure thing."

Of course the propane wasn't there but it should be. Where else would it be? Gale couldn't figure it out besides the fact that the one propane tank here was from the hospital. "That's a pretty devilish thing for him to do. Stealing propane from a hospital is pretty low." It surprise Gale that Rennie would steal from the one place that really needed the propane. He was super religious, Rennie was, and it just felt wrong to steal from the hospital. But Rennie was Rennie, and he did what he wanted.

Rusty Everett and Gale Hawthorne nodded to each other and left for the night – Rusty back to the hospital and Gale back to Sweetbriar for the dinner shift and then back his Madge.

…

Their lips collided in a fiery passion. Madge's hands were up Gale's shirt before he could even count to ten. They stumbled into the railing of the outdoor staircase leading up to Gale's apartment. He turned around and ran up the stairs as fast as he could, and she followed, her hands never leaving his shirt. His back was hot, like on fire hot. And she loved it. Her hands skirted around his hips and wiggle a little to get out of her grasp so he could put the key in the keyhole. Her fingers were already done with his pants by the time they stumbled into the dark room.

She giggled and flipped the switch to see Gale standing in his boxers and t-shirt. She smiled sexily at his muscular legs. What could she do, he had hot legs. She attacked his shirt and he, hers. They felt like teenagers again, despite the awful Dome. They laughed and giggled until Gale's bottom hit his bed, she towered over him with a smirk.

Her hands ran down his face, latching onto his neck, and kiss him deeply. Gale's entire body lit up like a firecracker on the Fourth of July. And soon enough their clothing was randomly around the room and she was tracing patterns on his stomach with a soft small on her face.

The last thing on their minds was James Rennie. They were enjoying themselves for once and Gale felt free, even though he was a bug trapped under a glass.

Madge was warm against his side and his sleepy smile became bigger when she curled even further into him.

"Goodnight." He whispers into her sweet smelling hair and curled into her too.

"Goodnight." She whispers against his shoulder. And good night did they have.

A/N: So what did you think? Want some more scenes from the book?

Anyways, some of the dialogue is from the book word or word and they are in italics. Towards the end with Madge and Gale, it never happened, despite that's what we all want, but the rest was pretty close to what happened just not all in order. :) hope you liked it!

And thank you so much to FieryGoldenPhoenix and 007twihunger for the comment and follow! Love you guys and please keep commenting. I love hearing your guys thoughts!