Summary: All I want to do is keep her from falling apart. In the back of my mind I try to remind myself of everything that happened, everything that went wrong and how much it hurt. In the end the heart always wins out, and like some sort of present day knight I always drop everything to go rescue her.

Author's Note: This is my first O.C. fanfic. I used to be an obsessive Dark Angel fanfic writer and haven't written fanfics in over a year, so I though I'd give it a try once more. This is my take on Ryan's feelings for Marissa after they get back together again. I also write a lot of poetry and original fiction. If you have time check it out on fictionpress under the same penname :-) Thanks!


{Building Bridges}
Michelle Drake


There was a time I has lost all faith. A time that I had lost all faith in her. A time I had lost all faith in us.

Maybe it was because we fell apart too easily, and neither of us were able to help catch the other before we fell and clean up the mess. So many mistakes lead to the inevitable breaking point where everything just crashed to a bitter stop. A halting crash that hurt more than anything I had every felt before.

It was more than just disappointment and anger. Trust. A concept so fragile that once betrayed there is no going back. After everything, part of me wanted to even the score, but in the end it all came back to one thing. I love her.

The thing about it is that you can't pretend that you don't love someone, regardless of the past. I look into her eyes, and it's there. She walks past me and, just for a second we connect again and I feel it. She feels it. I see her sad, and I want to embrace her more than anything and make it better. I need to protect her from getting hurt, despite the hurt she caused me. It kills me to see her in the midst of breaking down. All I want to do is keep her from falling apart. In the back of my mind I try to remind myself of everything that happened, everything that went wrong and how much it hurt. In the end the heart always wins out, and like some sort of present day knight I always drop everything to go rescue her.

Even now, as we walk in each other's company, the sun beating down on us, it's there. This electric, pulsating feeling each time I brush up against her or she looks toward me and smiles. Each time I look at her I can feel the gap between us slowly disintegrate. Slowly we've built a bridge between the hurt and betrayal toward something new.

Looking out at the ocean, the breeze running its fingers through her sun-kissed hair, I come to an abrupt halt. I stare at her intently, suddenly aware of the pounding of my heart and the nervous anticipation building in the pit of my stomach.

You know what we haven't done in a long time? I ask her, not even waiting for an answer. I don't need an answer.

Bringing my hand to her cheek I lean in and kiss her with a passion that makes up for the past months of sadness, hurt, and pain. A kiss that builds a bridge between us to bring us together once again. Instantly I remember how well we fit together, how natural and comfortable this is. How much I've missed this; how much I've missed her. Why it is that I love her so much.

This is what feels right. This is what we've been waiting for, a new start, a fresh beginning.