Disclaimer: I own ONLY AnneMarie, Fabiola, Madam Velosomikh, Madamé Císerosa, K.C. Anderson, Amelia Herrington, 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! =)





WARNING!!!!!





IF YOU AREN'T CRYING ALREADY, I CAN JUST ABOUT GUARANTEE THAT YOU WILL BE VERY SOON. SO STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND IMMEDIATELY RUN FOR TISSUES! YOU WILL BE NEEDING THEM! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!




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Please God

Tommy froze in his tracks when he saw his wife laying in the bed, looking so small, surrounded by all the machines. Her face was scratched and bruised, with a large bandage on her forehead. Tommy didn't know what to do or say, the scene before him was so surreal. He just stood in front of the door, looking at his beautiful wife, who was once so vivacious and full of life.

Tommy was completely silent as he stood in front of the door for a long time. He didn't have the strength to move a single muscle. He felt like if he dared to, he would collapse in one big heap on the floor. So rather than move, he just stood there.

It took about 10 more minutes for Tommy to finally regain some strength. When he did, he slowly moved to Kimberly's side, and slowly, gently took her hand, raising it to his mouth, gently kissing is, as he sat down on the chair next to the bed.

"Kim . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kim, I am so sorry!" Tommy finally said, as tears again began to fall down his face.

spend all your time waiting

for that second chance

for a break that would make it okay

there's always one reason

to feel not good enough

and it's hard at the end of the day

need some distraction

oh beautiful release

memory seeps from my veins

let me be empty

and weightless and maybe

I'll find some peace tonight

in the arms of an angel

fly away from here

from this dark cold hotel room

and the endlessness that you fear

you are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reverie

you're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort there

" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kim, you have to get better . . . . . . . . . . I can't lose you . . . . . . . You are such a huge part of who I am, I can't live without you . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I can't raise Mariah alone . . . . . . . . . . I need you Kimberly . . . . . . . Please don't leave me . . . . . . . . . ."

so tired of the straight line

and everywhere you turn

there's vultures and thieves at your back

and the storm keeps on twisting

you keep on building the lie

that you make up for all that you lack

it don't make no difference

escaping one last time

it's easier to believe

in this sweet madness

oh this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

in the arms of an angel

fly away from here

from this dark cold hotel room

and the endlessness that you fear

you are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reverie

you're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort there

you're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort here

"God . . . . . Please don't take her away from me . . . . . . . . I'll do anything . . . . . . . . . . Just please God . . . . . . . . Please don't take my wife away from me . . . . . . . . . . I can't live without her . . . . . . . . . ." Tommy pleaded as he sat there sobbing.

Its been so long

Since I felt your touch

I don't feel so strong

But I feel so much

So please God come

So please God come

Through all the storms

I see your life

Can you see this small

My little lamb

So please God come

So please God come

This is kind of hard to say

But I love you

I know I'm not the best of man

But I love you

I know I don't have much to give

But I love you

And I would give up anything

To be your beloved

So please God come

So please God come

So please God come

So please God come

Please God Come

"Please . . . . . Please God . . . . . Please make Kimberly get better . . . . . . . . . You already took Trini . . . . . . . . . Please . . . . . . . . . Please don't take Kimberly too . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I need my wife . . . . . . . . . I need her with me . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Please God . . . . . . . . . Please don't let her die . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ." Tears splashed onto Kimberly's arm, as Tommy lowered her head as he cried. "Please God . . . . . . . . . I love her so much . . . . . . . . . Please . . . . . . . . . I'll do anything . . . . . . . . . Just please, please don't take her away from me . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."





To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Angel"

© Sara McLachlan

Surfacing 1997

"Please God Come"

Scarlet River, aka. Scarlet Road, aka. Jono & The Rock, aka. Enation

Jackson Brothers

A Soundtracks & Scarlet River Production

© 2001 Ricky Lee Jackson

Music ASCAP

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