Authors Note

I would recommend listening to 'The Path' by HIM for this chapter, as well as those to come. The lyrics kind of match the plot. Enjoy!

A further hush fell over the room, as a few precious tears fell soundlessly from Micheal-ann's eyes her arms pathetically wrapped around her waist. Her engagement ring, along with the simple gold band that changed her last name to Valo, were now hidden away underneath the bright lights, there shine no longer present.

She could hear a growl from outside, and words that were whispered but with enough malice that anyone knew exactly what was being said between her cousin and her husband.

Micheal felt insanely foolish, foolish for what she caused, and foolish for simply standing in front of a group of strangers she was meant to impress and crying while her family went after Ville.

Glancing up, Micheal-ann nearly growled herself at the looks of pity that Lauri, Andy, Jesse and Mige were giving her, and huffed softly before throwing a thumb behind her shoulders flinching slightly.

"I believe I should be out there hu?" The men smiled at her sadly, before Lauri piped up gesturing to where her cousin had been sitting next to him, throwing his drink around in what was supposed to be a comforting motion.

"She doesn't mean to be asshole about this, she just wants to protect in her headstrong way." Micheal-ann in her hurt state, had to force herself not to retort at the Finnish man who had known Alex for what, five minutes, and was trying to tell her something about her.

Besides it was slightly hypocritical seeing as she just married Ville after knowing him two weeks.

"I know." Micheal-ann sighed and flashed a small smile towards Jesse, and Mige sitting with who she assumed to be the rest of the band, and turned to retrace her steps out.

Alexandra took a firm stance, her back to one of the walls outside the room of all Ville's flunkies, that including her cousin and literally slammed her fist straight into his left shoulder.

Ville let out a hiss of pain as the smaller woman gave him a solid left hook sending his shoulder practically out of place, as he stepped back with the force, the pain far more because of the surprise aspect of it.

"What is your god damn problem?" The whisper was black and angry as Alexandra advanced towards him, and Ville was sure that she expected him to cower under her scrutiny and raw anger but he'd be just what she said, god damned if he were going to do that.

Standing to his full six foot' five frame, Ville took the step he'd lost back from Alex's punch and met her head on as she literally growled at him under her breath.

Her eyes were snapping with fury but Ville refused to be intimidated by this little girl who was trying to get her way with force. He'd never once given in to force, from anyone, and he'd faced down much badder things than her in his life.

"What is MY problem hullu? Did you not just see what you did to your cousin, let alone me, with no provocation or warning at all?" Ville threw his arm back to point towards the room where his wife was most likely taking what her cousin had just done straight to heart.

Ville moved closer to the heated pixie, and brought his hand back to put it straight in her face a pointed finger nearly touching her cheek.

"Your the only one who has a problem here, but instead of discussing it like an adult, your attacking everyone else hoping that some one will catch the bait your setting in your trap. I'm not going to be reeled into your inferiority complex." Alex gapped as Ville pulled his hand away and turned to leave and she grabbed the shoulder she'd just punched and used her entire strength to send him flying behind her to slam into the wall.

Unlike most mishaps with Micheal-ann, the slam into the wall hurt like no other, and forced Ville's breath to leave him for a minute as Alex stalked closer to him hissing and spitting like a cat that just got water poured on it.

"My problem, is that you're going to ruin her life! You're going to ask her for her everything, because you 'think' your going to love her? She deserves better than you, and if you do this to her, she'll give you her everything. She will let go of her dreams because she knows it will conflict with you. She'll love you, but she deserves some one who will love her fairly. You can't and won't do that."

Ville finally regaining his breath turned and glared at her so viciously it was a wonder why she didn't have a hole smoking in her face. Getting right back in her face with no reservation to that fact that she clearly was going to hit him again if he did, but he wasn't backing out of this one. He'd fight Alex till the day he died if he had to.

"Maybe I'm not good enough for her, but I'm damn sure going to keep trying to be. If that's not good enough for you, than you can go fuck off because guess what? It's good enough for your cousin!" Ville felt smug, as some of the fire went out of Alex's eyes and she took a minuscule inch breather from his force.

Alex had to face that sentiment as she realized he was right. Micheal-ann had just chosen him over her, and maybe, just maybe that was something she hadn't really reflected on.

Shaking her head to rid herself of those thoughts, Alex returned to her rightful spot, getting right into Ville's grill before she growled out.

"Really? What are you going to do when you start touring again Ville? You going to leave her behind or are you going to take her along? Either way you're going to hurt her, either way your going to be stripping something away from her. What happens if you guys have kids? You going to leave her at home as you go gallivanting off drinking and smoking with your groupies and your famous cronies?"

The wind in Ville's sails evaporated as he caught his retort on the fact that was completely right. He'd pushed those thoughts away through out this entire thing, but Micheal-ann had no real experience with his life and life style.

She was innocent and as much as she might to play tough, she was fragile enough that she wouldn't be able to handle the road, the publicity, the world he lives in.

"I don't drink or smoke." He mumbled pathetically, and Alex gave off a mocking laugh as she forced her face a centimeters now from his falling one, and growled as viciously as ever.

"You didn't think about her this entire time. You don't love her, and you definitely can't and won't if you are going to restrict her from living her own life."

Ville began to shake his own head as he vainly tried to grasp onto the heat and anger he'd had before she'd pointed out that he was going to leave her.

"No. Everything I'm doing, is for her."

"Really? Is this party for her? Or is it because the 69 Eyes were playing already and you'd thought it be fun to see them and get your 'people' to meet Micheal so they could give you their support? You're selfish." Alex knew she was hitting home as Ville's eyes lightened and she grinned victoriously as she planted the cherry on top of the cake.

"She's going to save lives, she's going to do something amazing with her life. Why don't you but out if it and scuttle back to the bottom feeding you've been doing rock star." With a dramatic flare, Alex spun about and moved to reenter the VIP area but before she could even take a few steps a hand grabbed her shoulder and Ville's voice broke her triumphant feeling.

"You're wrong. Now why don't you return to your little hovel across from my father's successful business and stop trying to make people's lives as pathetic and miserable as your own?" Alex didn't even know that she did it until after her fist had slammed straight into Ville's almost completely healed black eye, but once she had all she could do was stare.

Ville cursed loudly and instinctively shoved Alex away from him, sending her toppling into Micheal-ann who was just walking out of the VIP area and went sprawling down with her cousin on top of her with a squeak.

Micheal-ann was flattened by her smaller cousin so easily, she should have felt embarrassed but at the moment the only emotion she was feeling was anger. Within moments, she'd popped up from the mess and was helping up her cousin, a look of apathy across her features.

"Are you all right Alex?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm okay." With the assurance from her cousin Micheal spun around and pinned her husband with a glare that he'd never seen before. Her eyes were slits, as her fury practically flowed from every pore of her body.

"How fucking dare you put your hands on MY family! You piece of shit, what kind of man puts his fucking hands on a female!" Ville gaped at his wife as he pathetically tried to look to Alex to explain and help him out, which was fool hearted at best.

His eye was beginning to feel familiar as it began to swell and obscure his vision once again, the rest of the inhabitants of the room, filing out to find Micheal-ann barring down on a frightened, Ville, her cousin smirking behind her back.

Micheal literally began to shake as she stared in exasperation, anger and disbelief at the man she'd just married a few hours ago her entire begin torn.

It was so easy when you didn't have emotions invested in something, to preach about how if any man in your life were to put his hands on a woman or you, he'd be done-zo. But something was making her hesitate to persecute Ville further, as he cowered before her his eye wide, and she realized why.

The eye that had almost completely healed was now once again swelling to its previous size, and Micheal-ann understood why Ville had pushed her cousin.

Ville saw the change in Micheal's eyes and slowly moved forward, biting his lip holding his arms out.

"Micheal?"

Micheal felt her soul cry a little as she came to another realization, that the over exaggerated fear that she'd had before was happening. She was having to choose between Ville and Alex.

She gave Ville a small smile before turning to pin her cousin with the look she had been giving her husband, as she pointed to him her voice squeaky and unbelieving.

"Did you punch him in the face?" Alex's look dissipated instantly as she realized that her cousin wasn't on her side anymore and her mouth waggled like a fish gasping for air.

"I, He!..." Her lack of answer, including the swelling Ville's eye was doing was answer enough for her as she began to laugh slowly and sarcastically as she moved closer to her cousin grabbing the woman's arms her tone angry and disappointed.

"You realize he could press charges against you? He has proof enough. This is the real world Alex, you can't run around hitting people because they said something you didn't like." Alex's eyes were focused on the ground in shame, but Micheal-ann was having none of that as she grabbed her cousin's face with her right hand forcing the older woman to look her in the face.

Before Micheal continued her tirade, she paused for a moment as she searched her cousin's eyes. Alex's eyes were full of hurt, pride, and of fear. Fear that she was going to loose her cousin, and Micheal wanted so passionately that her cousin had just come out and told her what was going on rather than letting it escalate into this.

"I think it's time for you to leave Alex." Both women knew she was saying a lot more with that sentence that just the surface, and Alex slowly nodded, tears brimming now in her eyes rather than Micheal-anns.

Suddenly Alexandra's eyes went wide as she pulled Micheal's hand that held her chin away from her face and stared down at her fingers, the tears spilling over running down her chin. Her eyeliner streaked across her skin as her features screwed up in disbelief and she gasped out.

"You…. you got married?" A murmur of surprise went through out the group still behind Alex as Mige snorted, already suspecting as much by the cryptic way that Ville had invited them to join them at Tavastia.

Micheal-ann felt her face heat up as her cheeks turned red, and she glanced over her shoulder were Ville stood touching his eye tenderly, his own gold wedding band bright against the darkness of the club and she nodded slowly.

She closed her fingers around Alex's and smiled sadly at her cousin.

"Yes. But you need to leave now." Alex's tears increased as she again nodded and drawing her hand away from Micheal's pushed past her to disappear into the crowd past the red rope.

Everyone was quiet until Jesse said matter factly in Finnish, wrapping his arms around the shoulders of the two closest to him, which were Linde and Lauri.

"Tämä oli hauskaa, mutta mielestäni meidän kaikkien tarve ammuttu viskiä. Ehkä kuusi."

The rest of the Fin's murmured in agreement as they moved to disappear back into the room, the young waiter from before appearing right behind them. All but Lauri began to order from the man, as he went the opposite direction to follow after Alex, and before he to disappear into the masses looked to Ville and Micheal quirking an odd sympathetic smile.

"For what it's worth at the moment, Congratulations." Not bothering to wait for a reply he exited the back room, chasing after the martyred Alex.

Ville let out a sigh, letting his shoulders droop before moving forward, splaying his arms around Micheal-ann as he blew a raspberry.

"That, that was hard." Micheal's body tensed up and she slowly disengaged Ville's arms from around her as she took a step away from him, her entire demeanor exhausted.

Turning to face Ville, he saw by her expression and eyes that right now, was not the time that she needed him.

"I'm going to go as well." Ville nodded and fished in his pocket for his keys but stopped when she held up a hand shaking her head.

Confused Ville pulled the keys from his pocket anyway being careful not to invade her space.

"Where are you going to go?"

"I'm going to a hotel."

"A hotel? No, no that's ridiculous. Take the keys, go to the tower, and ill make sure to stay out incredibly late allowing you all the time you need. Heck I wont come home till tomorrow night!" Micheal-ann wanted to smile at Ville to calm his frazzled nerves as he gabbered away, his voice going slightly high pitched as he tried to figure out what was going on inside her head.

She simply shook her head again, and moved past her husband gripping the satchel that had managed to stay in place even as she fell breathing slowly.

Ville watched her exit the VIP area with a gapping mouth, and everything in his fiber told him to chase after her, but just this once he didn't listen as he watched her leaving him behind for the second time.

The only exception was this time, she was his wife, but that didn't seem to change a damn thing.

Hullu - Crazy

Tämä oli hauskaa, mutta mielestäni meidän kaikkien tarve ammuttu viskiä. Ehkä kuusi. -

This was fun, but I think we all need a shot of whiskey. Maybe six.