A/N: what is in ( ) is a memory that Michael is thinking about)
When you come back to me again
After the questioning is over Michael is able to go home to get some clothes to take to Gage and Sydney's, because the appartment is now acrime scene, as he walks through the apartment he is plagued by memories of Angela. With every new memory a new flood of tears comes over Michael. He sits in the living room and is constantly reminded of Angela and the fact that she's gone.
("Are you sure?" was the first thing that Angela was able to say."Yes I'm positive." Michael gets down on one knee, "at the risk of being rejected twice. Angela Walker, will you merry me?""Yes!" Angela said as Michael spinned her around in his arms, causing the entire office to start applauding and cheering. )
There's a ship out, on the ocean, at the mercy of the sea. It's been tossed about, lost and broken, wondering aimlessly.
And God somehow you know that ship, is me.
("I, Angela Elizabeth Walker, take thee Michael Francis Gage, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; and I promise to be faithful to you until death parts us."
"Angela Elizabeth Walker what token do you give of the vows you have made?" "This ring."
"Bless this ring, O Lord that she who gives it and he who wears it may abide in your peace, and continue in your favor, until their life's end, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen." "Michael Francis Gage, I give you this ring as a pledge of the sincerity of my vows.")
After sitting in the living room for a while he heads down the hall to the nursery thinking he could get away from the fact that Angela was missing. He was wrong, the whole room just added to the pain of her being gone. Angela and Michael had finished the nursery the week before, Angela had chosen to paint the room a light purple with teddy bear wall paper border saying that the room would be perfect for a boy or girl, Michael had argued that the room would be more of a little girl's room rather than a boy's, but after it was finished he had to admit it just seemed to fit. And all that had been missing was the baby and Michael could almost see himself and Angela looking down in the crib at their baby as the baby slept peacefully.
("Really?" "Yes, really." Angela's smile getting bigger by the second. "You're serious? You're going to have a baby?" Michael asked, a smile forming on his face. "Yes." "Let's go celebrate." "Now?" "Yes, now, it's a slow day")
Cause there's a light house, in a harbor, shining faithfully,
pouring its life, out across the water,
for this sinking soul to see.
That someone out there still believes in me.
Looking over at the dresser he noticed a small diary Angela had been keeping as a way of writing letters to the baby. The idea had come from Alex, every time she was pregnant she kept a diary that she used to write to the girls before they was born; When Angela had announced her pregnancy Alex had given her the diary she kept for Angela. After reading it Angela decided to keep a diary for the baby.
On a prayer, in a song, I hear your voice,
and it keeps me hanging on.
Ohhhh, raining down, against the wind,
I'm reaching out, till we reach the circles end,
when you come back to me again.
Michael picked up the diary and put it in the bag he had been packing to take to his parent's house. He also took the necklace and her wedding rings,so he would be able to givethem back to Angela when he found her.
There's a moment, that we all come to,
in our own time, in our own space,
and all that we've done,
we can undo if our hearts in the right place.
Later that night Gage went into the guest bedroom to talk to Michael.
"Hey son, Whatcha doing?"
"Just reading, the diary Angela had been keeping for the baby. I just can't keep my mind off them."
"I understand how you feel son, fortunately when you kids were born everything went perfectly, but I was sacred to death when you was born. Because I was afraid that it was not going to go as smoothly as it did."
"Why's that?"
Well when Angela was born, you know Alex had a lot of complications, and I was afraid that it would happen with you and your mom."
On a prayer, in a song,
I hear your voice, and it keeps me hanging on.
Ohhhh, raining down, against the wind,
I'm reaching out, till we reach the circles end,
when you come back to me again,
"That's another thing I'm worried about, what if Angela has complications?"
"I don't think you have to worry about that, Angela is strong and tough. Remember everything that girl has survived over the years?"
"Yeah, like when she got bit by that rattlesnake when she was eight, and the time she got kicked by that horse when she was ten or the time Uncle Jimmy challenged her to a fight thinking she would be the first Walker he could ever beat and Angela beat him so easy…"Michael said as he laughed at the thought of how feisty Angela is, he could only hope that the baby was not nearly as feisty.
"See Angela is tough, she survives almost anything thrown her way."
And again I see, my yesterdays in front of me,
unfolding like a mystery,
you're changing all that is and used to be.
"Thanks for the talk dad, I needed it."
"No problem."
On a prayer, in a song,
I hear your voice, and it keeps me hanging on.
Ohhhh, raining down, against the wind,
I'm reaching out, till we reach the circles end,
when you come back to me again.
When you come back to me again.