Disclaimer: I own ONLY AnneMarie, Fabiola, Madam Velosomikh, Madamé Císerosa, K.C. Anderson, and baby Mariah.
Summary: This may be out of order in whatever way, but hey, its my story, I get to decide how it goes. ;-) Sorry if it takes a while for me to get it posted, but I've been writing it in whatever time I get between classes and stuff and I'm laptop less so its all scribbled down on paper and I've actually gotta find time to type it all up. But hopefully I'll find enough time somewhere. =) Also, I've decided to make it easier on people to let me know what they think, and give me more ideas of what to write. If you would like, I can be reached via email or Yahoo! messenger at AdorableKittens2002@Yahoo.com or via AOL instant messenger as PrincessSpzMnky . Feel free to drop me a line if you'd like. =) Happy Reading! =)
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Author's Note: Well, can you guess what I've been watching today??? LOL I found out that my FAVORITE (well not
really, more like favorite hated, but yeah) episode of Power Rangers Zeo was on. The bad news? My stupid VCR cut out
like 8 minutes into it. The good news? I got just enough to have my favorite part on tape! I was sooooooooooooo pissed
when my loser sister recorded over it a few years ago, that I cried for months! But now I'm happy, I have the beginning of
"No Business Like Snow Business" back, and I get to watch the last of Amy Jo Johnson on Power Rangers! =)
YAY!!!!!!!! LOL, its such a horrible episode, but for some odd reason, its my favorite! Yeah, I'm weird! Anyway! Today
has been pretty interesting. A few minutes ago, I discovered that I can not pronounce the word "rural". Apparently for the
last like 20 something years, I've been saying it completely wrong, and I never even knew it until tonight when my little
brother called me on it! Its really sad too! I just can't seem to say the stupid word! So there I am, talking on the phone
with it all crackling and stuff and I'm trying to explain that its because I'm driving through a rural area and I'm saying the
word all wrong! LOL I just thought it was funny, so I decided to give everyone a good laugh. =) Heck, I can't roll my
R's either! LOL Yeah yeah yeah, you just keep on laughing. Just remember who has control over this story! ;-) LOL
Heart and Soul
I walk around
Hiding a smile
Girl you don't know what you do to me
Looks like I'm through
Running Around
Baby I know where I wanna be
How can I make you see
What you mean to me
With all my heart
With all my soul
I need you more than you know
With all I feel
With all I do
Girl can't you see that I love you
Heart and soul
Time after time
I close my eyes
Thinking about what the night will bring
Dancing alone
Your body next to mine
I wanna give you everything
How can I describe
What I feel inside
Yeah
With all my heart
With all my soul
I need you more than you know
With all I feel
With all I do
Girl can't you see that I love you
Heart and soul
Look at me
You will see
Hold me close
And you'll believe
With all my heart
With all my soul
I need you more than you know
With all I feel
With all I do
Girl can't you see that I love you
With all my heart
With all my soul
I need you more than you know
With all I feel
With all I do
Girl can't you see that I love you
Heart and soul
Heart and soul
Tommy sat in his car, listening to the radio play Michael Saucedo's "Heart and Soul", completely unable to move. Tears rolled down his face, as images of Kimberly and Mariah passed through his mind. He didn't know what to do, he couldn't even think straight. All he knew was that he loved his wife and baby more than life itself, yet K.C. Anderson was currently standing in his way. So Tommy just sat, not knowing what to do, until he heard a knock on his window. It took him a minute before he opened the door, and saw his best friend holding his daughter in his arms.
"Mariah . . . . . . . . . ." Tommy said softly, taking his baby from Jason, and hugging her tight. Mariah immediately snuggled into Tommy's arms and laid her tired head on Tommy's shoulder, snuggling her head into the crook of his neck.
"I thought you could use a friend . . . . ." Jason said softly. "How are you holding up?"
" . . . . . . . . . . I don't know what to do Jase . . . . . . . . . Every time I try to make things better, K.C. is standing in my way . . . . . . What the . . . is he doing here anyway?" Tommy asked, his voice dropping out.
"I have no clue. Kim and K.C. were close for years . . . . . But I really don't think that he's the one she wants to be with tonight."
". . . . . She looks so happy in there . . . . ."
"She misses you."
"Yeah right. She misses me about as much as she misses having contractions during labor."
"She's not in love with K.C., Tommy. Kimberly loves you! Why do you think she married you? . . . . . You're in her heart . . . You always have been . . . . ."
"Maybe . . . . . But as soon as K.C. waltzed into town . . . . . . . . I haven't even seen my wife for more than about 30 seconds a day."
"Tommy, you're both really stressed out . . . . . None of this is your fault . . . . ."
" . . . . . . Things were supposed to be perfect Jase . . . . . David isn't supposed to be back in the hospital, fighting for his life, Kimberly isn't supposed to be falling in love with some jerk from her past, who didn't even have the audacity to say goodbye before he left, and my brand new baby certainly isn't supposed to be in that guy's arms!" Tommy said, his anger rising.
"Mariah isn't in K.C.'s arms, Tommy. She's in yours! Where she belongs! . . . Where her mother belongs too . . ."
"Kimberly is old enough to make her own decisions."
"So are you."
"She doesn't even want to try to make things better."
"Tommy, you know that isn't true. If Kimberly didn't love you, she would have either left, or locked you out of the bedroom all week. You sleep in the same bed as her, every single night! How can you even possibly think that she doesn't want to work things out?!?"
"She doesn't talk to me Jason. All I've heard from her these last few days is 'Thanks for taking Mariah.' as she's walking out the door to go back to Prince K.C.!"
"Tommy, come on. Don't do this."
"I'm not doing anything Jase."
"Exactly!"
"Hey, I have my baby back. That's all I wanted."
"Tommy, don't lie to yourself. You could have gone in there and taken Mariah from K.C. the second you saw him with her, and nobody would have even said a single word! . . . . . The only thing they said when I took her, was a reporter asking if I was Kimberly's husband. She's looking for you Man. You need to go be with your wife."
"Kimberly doesn't need me ruining her night for her . . ."
"You're right, that's K.C.'s job! So what are you waiting for? Get in there and sweep that girl off her feet. Show K.C. just how much he lost when he walked away from Kimberly."
"Jason . . . . ."
"You have baby wipes in your car, right?"
"Of course . . ." Tommy said with a sigh, as he kissed Mariah's head.
"Your eyes are a little puffy . . . . . You should hold one a baby wipe on them for about a minute to get the puffiness to go away, and wipe the tear stains from your face. Then you need to get in there and claim your wife back."
"Jase, come on . . . . . Kimberly really doesn't need me intruding on her big night."
"Really Tommy, she's looking for you."
"Somehow I doubt that . . ."
"Tommy . . . I promised Kimberly I'd track you down. I really don't care what you look like when you go in there, but you had better hurry it up, because Kimberly is waiting. She wants you to be by her side tonight . . . . . . . . . You should have been there hours ago!"
" . . . . . fine . . . . . ." Tommy said, surrendering with a sigh. "But do me a favor . . . . ."
"Anything."
"Get rid of K.C. . . . I really don't care what you do to that jerk, but I don't ever want to see him anywhere near Kimberly, EVER again!"
"You've got a deal." Jason said, holding his hand out, for Tommy to shake.
" . . . . . Thanks Jase."
"Any time Bro. You want me to get those wipes for you."
"I think they're in the back." Tommy said as he slowly got out of the car.
"You want me to take Mariah for a minute?"
"Naw, I've got her."
"I think she's asleep anyway." Jason said handing a wipe to Tommy, watching as he held it over his eyes for a minute, then quickly wiped his face before handing it back to Jason. "You'd better get in there Tommy. Kimberly could really use you right now."
"What are you going to do about the Jerk?"
"You don't need to know. Just consider it taken care of."
"Jason . . . . ." Tommy prompted.
"Never mind. Its nothing that will get anybody in trouble . . . Just don't expect to see K.C. again, anywhere outside of a wooden box."
"You're right. I don't need to know." Tommy said with a light chuckle. "Thanks Bro."
"Anytime. I'll see you inside." Jason said as Tommy hit the lock button on his key chain, and headed toward the party.
To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
I do not know the title or the author of the song from the previous chapter. Many fans refer to the song as "I Believe In You". However; when attempting to find it anywhere, you come up completely empty handed. So for that reason, I tribute the song to be property of Saban Entertainment© 1990-something. =)
Heart And Soul
© Michael Saucedo 2000-something
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