A/N Thanks for your patients with this story. We had a big family disaster half way through. Lol. All is approaching normal now.. or normal for us anyway. :)
My writing time has been greatly effected though.
Still thinking my way through a sequel to Duty, and Choices is about ready to kick into drive. Stand by. :)
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18th floor Balcony
i close my eyes and i smile
knowing that everything is alright
to the core
close that door
is this happening?
Michael slipped from the bedroom and made his way to the balcony. He'd spent so much time out there while he was recovering it seemed to draw him out again. He blinked out at the crystal clear water and smiled.
"What happened? Change your mind?" Sam's voice made him jump. He turned his head quickly, Axe grinned up at him. "Or did you say something stupid and she caught the first plane back to Ireland?"
"Jet Lag. She's crashed out." Michael sighed happily, settling down in the chair next to him. "I'd stand in front of the plane Sam I'm not letting her out of my sight."
"That's saying something with your crappy eyes." The other man mumbled, rolling his eyes into the back of his head. "Dr. Natan called last week. You missed your appointment. I told him you were out of the country unexpectedly and you'd make a new one as soon as you got back."
"Yeah." Michael sighed.
"Jenny's been itching to get her hands on you."
"Ug." He rubbed at his head. "I could live without Jenny."
"You're limping again when you get tired. You should call her." Sam pointed at him lazily as he scolded. Michael blinked at his friend. "If you keep dragging that left foot your going to start tripping again." Michael's lips twitched. "I'm just saying-.
What?"
"You're a good friend." He whispered softly. "I wouldn't have made it through this without you."
"Mike you would ha-."
"No, I wouldn't have." Westen shook his head. "Thanks Sam."
"No problem Buddy." Axe blinked before looking back out at the water and clearing the emotion from his throat. "You're Welcome."
I'm unaware
that you opened the blinds and let the city in
god, you held my hand
as we stand
taking in everything.
Michael stirred, his hand reaching across the bed as his fingers curled against the empty sheets.
"Fi?" It came out a breathy whisper but he heard her move from somewhere in the room. The bed dipped as she sat beside him reaching out his glasses. He took them with a smirk and looked up at her. "Morning."
"Afternoon." She countered with a smug grin. He twisted to look at the clock grunting in surprise.
"You should have woken me." He rubbed his face before readjusting his glasses.
"You know I think Sam's right." She told him, her voice full of surprise. "You do look British." Michael snorted. "Get dressed."
"Where we going?"
"Apparently there is a physical therapist who wants to teach me how to kick your ass with out throwing a punch."
we talked about mom's and dad's
about family's pasts
getting to know where we came from
our hearts were on display
for all to see
Michael leaned his head against the side of the sliding glass balcony door and sighed. Fiona's eyes blinked in the darkness. The job they'd done for Jesse had taken a toll on him and Maddy both. It wasn't the first time that she had thought about his childhood.
It was the first time she'd actually had a glimpse though. It rattled her to think of Madelyn Westen that way, weak and helpless. Not words she had ever connected to the outspoken, demanding woman.
Michael had been through hell today, or maybe back through hell. He'd joked on the way home that at least he knew that Sam and Jesse weren't sending him on safe, pretend missions anymore. Fiona hadn't laughed. It was all still a little too much for her, thinking about how fragile he must have been if Sam thought that he was now recovered enough.
She turned towards the balcony and looked at his shadowy form.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I was just thinking about-." His voice trailed off. She watched him take a deep breath. "Things."
"Do you want to talk about it?" She chanced. He turned to look at her and she moved her legs, making obvious space on the bed for him. He let the left side of his mouth rise before sitting next to her hand sweeping her hair back.
"No." He shook his head slowly. "I want to talk about us." She waited, keeping her features flat except for the slow rise of one eyebrow. "Fiona I think it's time for us to look for a place of our own."
Her lips parted slowly.
"Maybe something in Miami." He shrugged. "Or out here by Sam. Where ever you want."
"Michael-?"
"It's time." He took a deep breath. "To move forward, to think about the future."
"Future?"
"Our future." He held her eyes, pressing his lips together and swallowing hard.
She nodded slowly pushing up from the bed and meeting his lips.
is this happening?
my breathe is on your hair
i'm unaware
that you opened the blinds and let the city in
god, you held my hand
as we stand
taking in everything.
"So." The agent looked at Fiona with an expectant grin. "It's perfect right?"
"It's nice." She nodded, glancing back to where Michael stared out at the ocean.
"I should let you two talk about it." She followed her client's gaze. She nodded again as her heals clicked against the tile floor.
"What do you think? It's got great security. Great views. It's close to Sam. High enough up that you'd have to be spider man to get in from the East." She asked him softly slipping her arms around him and running her thumbs over his solar plexus.
"I think it's only important what you think." He snickered, Fi rolled her eyes as he turned to face her.
"Fine. I think it's perfect and I love it." She decided.
"Then it's home." He sighed.
"Welcome home then Michael." She teased, he shot her a grin before taking a deep breath and turning back to the view.
"It's good to be home."
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18th floor balcony
i close my eyes and i smile
knowing that everything is alright
to the core
close that door
is this happening?
my breathe is on your hair
i'm unaware
that you opened the blinds and let the city in
god, you held my hand
as we stand
taking in everything.
and i knew it from the start
so my arms are open wide
your head is on my stomach
and we're trying so hard not to fall asleep
but here we are
on this 18th floor balcony...
we're both flying away.
we talked about mom's and dad's
about family's pasts
getting to know where we came from
our hearts were on display
for all to see
i can't believe this is happening.
i raised my hand as if to show you i was yours
that i was so yours for the taking
i'm still so your for the taking
thats when i felt the wind pick up
i grabbed the rail while choking up
these words to say and then you kissed me...
i knew from the start
so my arms are open wide
and your head is on my stomach
and we're trying so hard not to fall asleep
but here we are
on this 18th floor balcony...
i knew from the start
so my arms are open wide
your head is on my stomach
and we're trying so hard not to fall asleep
here we are
on this 18th floor balcony...
we're both flying away.
and i'll try to sleep
to keep you in my dreams
so i can bring you home with me
and i'll try to sleep
and you keeping you in my...dreams
i knew it from the start
my arms are open wide
your head is on my stomach
we're not going to sleep
but here we are
on this 18th floor balcony...we're both..
flying away