Disclaimer: Same as before applies
Chapter 6
Kay stood, hesitating before walking up the path. She knocked on the door and then turned around waiting for someone to answer.
She lost herself in thought and jumped as a deep voice spoke up behind her. She turned to face Miguel and smiled at him softly.
"Hey Miguel," she began as her face became serious, "I need to speak with you about a few things. Do you think we can walk to the Book Café and speak about it?"
Miguel nodded his head and both began the short walk. Kay attempted to say something, but didn't know how to start. Miguel finally broke the silence, "So what did you want to talk about?"
Kay smiled gratefully at Miguel, "Well first I want to thank you again for speaking with Sheridan, but" Kay stopped and jokingly batter her eyelashes, "I'm having my things shipped here and I'll need some help moving it all in."
Miguel silently opened the door of the Café. He followed behind Kay letting it close behind him. They took a seat and Miguel stared across at Kay. He memorized each detail of her posture, face, and hair in his mind. He could see the question in her eyes and he silently nodded his head.
Kay smiled brightly and leaned over the table to hug Miguel. As she wrapped her arms around him she saw his eyes glaze over. She released and sat back quickly.
"Miguel," Kay began trying to catch his eyes, "we need to talk about our friendship." She took his hand trying to keep his attention.
"I know what you are hoping and," Kay paused, "well I'd be lying if I said I didn't want the same, but that was two years ago. Too much has happened and we just can't go back."
She felt his hand go slack and watched his eye close as if to block out the pain. She reached out to pat his arm, to comfort him, but he flinched away. She drew back her hand and wrapped her fingers around her coffee cup.
Kay waited silently, hoping, praying that Miguel would speak. Her fingers tightened and she heard the Styrofoam crack and squeak under her touch. She let her head rise slowly as Miguel began to speak.
"You could have stayed," Kay could hear the tension in his jaw, "After I had time to think about it I understood. God Kay, I found out how much I truly wanted you."
Miguel violently spit out his next words, "I hate him. He took you away from us and then left you on your own."
Kay exploded at the final comment, "Don't you ever say that. Don't you ever say anything against Michael. He was better than you could ever be."
Kay felt tears flowing freely down her cheeks, "He loved me. He loved others. He loved people so much that he lost his life so that others could live. Do you understand that? He brought me back from near death and warmed me to life with his love."
Kay let herself cry. She let herself release the pain and emotion that had been bottled up for weeks now. She felt embarrassed by this show of emotion, but it had been to long, she needed to cry. The Café was thankfully empty and the silence drew down around the companions.
*****
Kay's soft voice echoed through the quiet room, "I'll tell you what happened Miguel, I'll tell you how he died protecting me. Then maybe you'll be grateful to him."
Miguel felt his throat clench as he swallowed hard. He hadn't meant to say those things, but he just couldn't hold it back any longer. He had felt as if his heart had been ripped in two when she left and then he had lost all hope the day they received news about her new husband. He was bitter that someone had taken the love that should have been his.
Kay began as Miguel reached over and patted her hand. She felt the need to explain what had really happened that night.
"I never expected life to be perfect. I was married to an FBI agent and life didn't come easy with the career. Not long after we got married we had to move to Seattle from San Francisco." Kay cleared her throat and then continued, "He had received threats before, but now they were directed towards me. The people he had turned in wanted to hurt the best thing in his life. I knew what I was taking on, but it still scared me."
"Life in Seattle returned to normal and we spent our days happily. Then about four months after we moved he got assigned to a drug case in the area. The feds had thought it was a simple little crack down, but as Michael got deeper into the group he found that it was bigger. The group reached clear to the drug cartel that wanted Sheridan dead and beyond. We thought he was safe, but someone had leaked information."
Kay's voice began to rise and grow louder, "That night I woke up with a gun to my head and whispered warning in my ear. 'Scream and you die.' He whispered quietly. I didn't dare, I had to protect him." Kay's voice took on a bitter edge, "Obviously it didn't work."
"Before I knew what had happened the gun was knocked out of the man's hand. Then it came" Kay's voice become almost frantic, "Have you ever heard a gunshot at point blank range? Your ears ring for hours."
Kay became silent and the quiet consumed everything in the room. Miguel waited for her to continue, allowing her the chance to comprehend what she was saying.
Kay's voice cracked with emotion as she continued to speak, "One moment he was lying next to me sleeping and the next moment I was holding him in my arms. The last word on his lips was my name and then he died. I screamed then Miguel, God did I scream. I held him in my arms while his blood pooled around us and I shrieked for all that I was worth."
"It's amazing how certain memories can fade, like the fact that the next twenty four hours have disappeared from my mind completely, but that five minutes is just as vivid in my mind as every." Kay's voice fell quiet as her story ended.
Miguel silently watched her as she let her head drop to her arms and rest on the table. He felt like scum at that moment. She had lost so much and all he did was complain about his own feelings. He slowly stood up and crossed to her side of the table. He took her in his arms and hugged her, allowing the tears to flow freely. This time the feeling was purely from friend to friend, but in the back of his mind he vowed to win her back to life and happiness.
Chapter 6
Kay stood, hesitating before walking up the path. She knocked on the door and then turned around waiting for someone to answer.
She lost herself in thought and jumped as a deep voice spoke up behind her. She turned to face Miguel and smiled at him softly.
"Hey Miguel," she began as her face became serious, "I need to speak with you about a few things. Do you think we can walk to the Book Café and speak about it?"
Miguel nodded his head and both began the short walk. Kay attempted to say something, but didn't know how to start. Miguel finally broke the silence, "So what did you want to talk about?"
Kay smiled gratefully at Miguel, "Well first I want to thank you again for speaking with Sheridan, but" Kay stopped and jokingly batter her eyelashes, "I'm having my things shipped here and I'll need some help moving it all in."
Miguel silently opened the door of the Café. He followed behind Kay letting it close behind him. They took a seat and Miguel stared across at Kay. He memorized each detail of her posture, face, and hair in his mind. He could see the question in her eyes and he silently nodded his head.
Kay smiled brightly and leaned over the table to hug Miguel. As she wrapped her arms around him she saw his eyes glaze over. She released and sat back quickly.
"Miguel," Kay began trying to catch his eyes, "we need to talk about our friendship." She took his hand trying to keep his attention.
"I know what you are hoping and," Kay paused, "well I'd be lying if I said I didn't want the same, but that was two years ago. Too much has happened and we just can't go back."
She felt his hand go slack and watched his eye close as if to block out the pain. She reached out to pat his arm, to comfort him, but he flinched away. She drew back her hand and wrapped her fingers around her coffee cup.
Kay waited silently, hoping, praying that Miguel would speak. Her fingers tightened and she heard the Styrofoam crack and squeak under her touch. She let her head rise slowly as Miguel began to speak.
"You could have stayed," Kay could hear the tension in his jaw, "After I had time to think about it I understood. God Kay, I found out how much I truly wanted you."
Miguel violently spit out his next words, "I hate him. He took you away from us and then left you on your own."
Kay exploded at the final comment, "Don't you ever say that. Don't you ever say anything against Michael. He was better than you could ever be."
Kay felt tears flowing freely down her cheeks, "He loved me. He loved others. He loved people so much that he lost his life so that others could live. Do you understand that? He brought me back from near death and warmed me to life with his love."
Kay let herself cry. She let herself release the pain and emotion that had been bottled up for weeks now. She felt embarrassed by this show of emotion, but it had been to long, she needed to cry. The Café was thankfully empty and the silence drew down around the companions.
*****
Kay's soft voice echoed through the quiet room, "I'll tell you what happened Miguel, I'll tell you how he died protecting me. Then maybe you'll be grateful to him."
Miguel felt his throat clench as he swallowed hard. He hadn't meant to say those things, but he just couldn't hold it back any longer. He had felt as if his heart had been ripped in two when she left and then he had lost all hope the day they received news about her new husband. He was bitter that someone had taken the love that should have been his.
Kay began as Miguel reached over and patted her hand. She felt the need to explain what had really happened that night.
"I never expected life to be perfect. I was married to an FBI agent and life didn't come easy with the career. Not long after we got married we had to move to Seattle from San Francisco." Kay cleared her throat and then continued, "He had received threats before, but now they were directed towards me. The people he had turned in wanted to hurt the best thing in his life. I knew what I was taking on, but it still scared me."
"Life in Seattle returned to normal and we spent our days happily. Then about four months after we moved he got assigned to a drug case in the area. The feds had thought it was a simple little crack down, but as Michael got deeper into the group he found that it was bigger. The group reached clear to the drug cartel that wanted Sheridan dead and beyond. We thought he was safe, but someone had leaked information."
Kay's voice began to rise and grow louder, "That night I woke up with a gun to my head and whispered warning in my ear. 'Scream and you die.' He whispered quietly. I didn't dare, I had to protect him." Kay's voice took on a bitter edge, "Obviously it didn't work."
"Before I knew what had happened the gun was knocked out of the man's hand. Then it came" Kay's voice become almost frantic, "Have you ever heard a gunshot at point blank range? Your ears ring for hours."
Kay became silent and the quiet consumed everything in the room. Miguel waited for her to continue, allowing her the chance to comprehend what she was saying.
Kay's voice cracked with emotion as she continued to speak, "One moment he was lying next to me sleeping and the next moment I was holding him in my arms. The last word on his lips was my name and then he died. I screamed then Miguel, God did I scream. I held him in my arms while his blood pooled around us and I shrieked for all that I was worth."
"It's amazing how certain memories can fade, like the fact that the next twenty four hours have disappeared from my mind completely, but that five minutes is just as vivid in my mind as every." Kay's voice fell quiet as her story ended.
Miguel silently watched her as she let her head drop to her arms and rest on the table. He felt like scum at that moment. She had lost so much and all he did was complain about his own feelings. He slowly stood up and crossed to her side of the table. He took her in his arms and hugged her, allowing the tears to flow freely. This time the feeling was purely from friend to friend, but in the back of his mind he vowed to win her back to life and happiness.