I don't own Silver Springs, Fleetwood Mac does. I do however, own all the characters you don't know, and I this messed up story idea.

Chapter 8

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Fin and John felt like committing suicide. This was extremely boring, and the worst thing was the girl who practically killed 'A Moment Like This.'

Mr. Lambe got up on stage.
"Thomas Winters?" John stated, looking at Mr. Lambe.

"No. His name is Thomas Lambe." Olivia said.

"No. It's Thomas Winters. He used to live in Baltimore." John groaned.

"What did he do?" Fin asked.

"Nothing. He was just help in an investigation. He's an undercover cop for the FBI now. Probably why " He replied.

"No. He's a school teacher." Elliot stated.

Music started to play but they were talking through the title of the song.

"You could be my silver spring

Blue-green colors flashing

I could be your only dream

Your shining over ocean crashing"

Her voice was just amazing. This really caught Fin and John's attention that they actually heard someone good singing.

"Don't say that she's pretty

And did you say that she loved you

Baby I don't want to know

So I begin not to love you

Turn 'round, see me running

I said I loved you years ago

But tell myself you never loved me no

And don't say that she's pretty

And did you say that she loved you

Baby I don't want to know

Oh no Can you tell me it was worth it

Baby I don't want to know"

Skylar was singing. She looked beautiful. She was wearing a dark green sweater, a black skirt that went to her ankles and high heels. She wasn't wearing sunglasses, so you could see her beautiful green eyes.

"Time cast a spell on you

But you won't forget me

I knew I could have loved you

But you would not let me

Time cast a spell on you

But you won't forget me

I knew I could have loved you

But you would not let me

I follow you down 'till the sound

Of my voice will haunt you (give me a chance)

You never get away from the sound

Of the woman who loves you (Was I just a fool)"

Olivia could tell that her heart had been broken a few times. She was blind, who wouldn't take advantage of that?

"I'll follow you down 'till the sound

Of my voice will haunt you (give a chance)

You never get away from the sound

Of the woman who loves you (Was I just a fool)"

The music faded and she got off stage. Thomas got on stage and thanked everyone for coming.

They went outside and saw a crowd around two people. They rushed forward when they realized one of the people was Thomas.

"You son of a bitch!" Thomas shouted at the other guy, with blonde hair and olive colored eyes, as he punched him.
Elliot and Fin restrained Thomas as Olivia got the crowd to leave.

John went to help the other guy up when he found out exactly why Thomas punched him.
"Hey, Tom, I thought you told Detective Benson and Detective Stabler Ms. Winters' father was dead." John said. "Olivia, Elliot, Fin, meet Marshal Winters." He said.

"Shut up John. I'm only trying to protect my niece." Thomas growled.

"Encouraging her thought of her father being dead. That's really nice." Elliot said.

"I wouldn't have encouraged it if it wasn't for the fact that her mother committed suicide because he left." Thomas snapped. "Oh, and Marshal, don't bother going near Skylar, she can't see you." He scorned.

"You bastard!" Marshal snapped.

"Says the person with the same father." Thomas mocked. "Here's a question Marshal, how concerned about your family are you really? I mean, you didn't even know that Susan was dead, now did you?" he asked.

With that Marshal lunged at Thomas, Elliot and Fin tried restraining them when a voice froze them all.

"Uncle Tom, I want to home." It was Skylar who said this. "Please, I want to go home Uncle Tom." Her voice was pleading him. She sounded frightened.

"Go in the car and lock the doors, I'll be there in a few minutes." Thomas told her. She nodded, relying on Simon to bring her to the car.

"She still has Simon?" Marshal asked.

"She still has everything you've given her before you left." Thomas said after Elliot and Fin let them go.

"Are you two going to behave?" John asked.

"When did a nutcase like you come to New York?" Marshal asked.

"My thoughts exactly." Thomas agreed.

"Hahaha. Exactly when did you join the Navy, Marshal, and when did you join the FBI Thomas?" John asked.

"I don't know." Thomas shrugged walking away.