Part 23
He didn't have to go so far, he found her on her front lawn, lying on her back looking at the stars.
"Hey" Michael said, and sat down beside Maria on the grass. Maria hadn't moved an inch since Michael came out; she just looked at the stars.
"I couldn't stay in there, too many emotions," Maria said, with out looking at him.
"Can you blame them, it's not everyday you find out that the FBI is still hunting you" Michael said, in their defense.
"They are not after them, they are after me" Maria stated.
"But that doesn't seem to bother you" Michael said, and looked at Maria.
"Why bother, what happens, happens" Maria said, as she rose to a sitting position beside Michael.
"Maria…"
"No, Michael for the first time I understand why you couldn't get attached"
"Maria look at me; I don't blame you"
"I am just so scared" Maria said as she broke down in tears. Michael took her into his arms, and held her to his chest, letting her cry, letting her get all the emotions that were working overtime out. He had never seen Maria like this, and he hated it.
"I know, so am I" Michael responded and, he held her in his arms.
He knew that she was scared, not for her self but for the others, him included, and he felt so helpless.
They sat there not saying a word just holding onto each other, seeking comfort.
"I think we should go inside to the others, they are probably wondering where we went" Michael said, as he eased Maria out of his arms and stood up.
"Yea" Maria said, and followed him up. Michael took her hand in his and looked into her face. Maria smiled.
His hand, a thing so small could make so much difference. Maria felt almost safe holding his hand. Michael walked towards the house with Maria beside him holding his hand.
TBC.
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