Eyes

By

Ggunsailor

Disclaimer: I don't own "The Little Mermaid"; Disney and Hans Christian Andersen do.

Summary: Eric's thought's during the "Part of Your World" reprise.

Note: Thoughts appear like 'this' in all my stories.

Eric was alive; he knew it. He could fell his heart pounding like mad, and his lungs trying desperately to breathe. 'Why did I want to go on the ship for my birthday?' he thought. 'I could've stayed on land and be safe.'

"Is he…dead?" 'Who's that?' A woman's voice, he was sure of it. He suddenly felt his left eyelid pulled open, then closed. Then he felt his leg being lifted, and he wished that he could kick whoever it was. At that moment, his lungs chose to work correctly, and he took several grateful breaths.

"Look! He's breathing!" He felt fingers brush a lock of hair from his face, and then he heard an awed whisper "He's so beautiful." 'What?' He felt his face turned from where his cheek lay on the sand, and he heard that beautiful voice begin to sing.

"What would I give

To live where you are…" A hand began to stroke his cheek.

"What would I pay

To stay here beside

You?

What would I do to see you

Smiling at me?"

Somehow, the sound of her voice, and the feeling of her hand caressing his cheek seemed to awaken every body part and nerve ending of his body. And for some odd reason, he longed to touch that hand. 'Come on, move!' he willed his own hand. Finally, he felt his fingers start to jerk and move.

"Where would we walk

Where would we run."

He finally reached up and touched the hand. The sun warmed on his face, forcing him to open his eyes. He blinked twice at the angel leaning over him. She was singing…and she sounded beautiful.

"If we could stay all day

In the sun.

Just you and me

And I could be

Part of your world."

For the rest of his life, Eric would never those eyes…those eyes bluer than the sea, full of intense love and longing. The sight burned itself into his memory.

"Eric!" Was that Grimsby's voice?

She turned, apparently startled at the sound. He felt her hand leave his face. "No, wait!" he wanted to shout, but his mouth didn't seem to be working.

And his rescuer, the one he knew he would spend the rest of his life with disappeared…

THE END

Yes! I am so good!

Finished 4/10/2005 10:27 PM