Title: Pieces Of Me
Author: Katie; After Michael spent the night in Independence Day, he did not get arrested or go talk to Mr. Evans. Instead he went back with Hank. This is what happened. A Michael/Maria Fan fiction.
Spoilers: Up to and including Independence Day
Pairing: Michael and Maria
Authors Note: Feedback is appreciated.
Distribution: Please! Just let me know.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Roswell. I wish I did though.
Chapter Six: Falling
Maria walked into the Crashdown and as predicted Max was sitting in the booth, facing the back, watching Liz intently. Maria smiled and walked over to the booth, "Can I sit?" she asked timidly immediately snapping Max out of his Liz induced trip to la-la-land.
"Yeah…of course" Max said gesturing to the booth bench across to him.
"Thanks" Maria smiled at him while sliding in to the booth across form him suddenly feeling uncomfortable when she realized that she didn't know what to say to Max. Should she tell him that Hank beat Michael last night and that Michael came to her – Max was Michael's best friend. Should she tell Max about the flashes she got or the ones they shared – that was alien. Or that right now Michael was in a meeting with Max's dad.
"You okay?" max asked pulling her out of her thoughts.
"Oh, yeah, sorry" Maria smiled and decided not to say anything. It was all Michael's information to share when and with who he chose to. She smiled to herself – he came to her – he chose her. "So what's up?" Maria finally asked.
But Max didn't have the chance to answer because that was the moment that Liz came over to take their orders.
After a while Alex came in and sat between the wall and her. A while after that Isabel came in and sat next to Max. After the rush ended Liz came over and sat across from Maria, next to Isabel. Letting the other waitresses handle things for a while.
So there they were, five seemingly normal friends. Alex made some dumb joke and all they all laughed. Maria shook her head slightly, "Very funny, Alex" She smiled and as she turned her head her eyes caught Michael's, who was now standing in the doorway of the Crashdown Café.
Michael entered Mr. Evans office and shook his hand. He sat uncomfortably in the chair across from Mr. Evans.
"Okay, Michael, I'm going to need you to tell me about your foster situation." Mr. Evans told him.
Michael didn't even know where to start. So he told him about Hank hitting him and he told him that Hank all most never paid the bills so the phone, the cable, the heat, and sometimes even the water, were always getting cut off. Michael told Mr. Evans that Hank always took the check that the state sent every month and bought beer and cigarettes so food wasn't always common in the trailer. When he was done he looked at Mr. Evans hoping that there would be a pay off to him sharing all the information he never wanted to.
Mr. Evans asked Michael all kinds of questions that to Michael all seemed to overlap and be completely pointless.
Finally Mr. Evans told Michael that he thought emancipation was a realistic goal provided Michael could prove he had the means to care for himself. So before the court haring he should have a job and a living situation lined up.
Michael thanked Mr. Evans and shook his hand before walking out of the office.
He walked into the Crashdown to meet Maria. When he pushed the door open he smiled inwardly at what he saw – Maria was sitting with Alex, Max, Isabel, and Liz. She, along with the others, was laughing. She looked up and their eyes met.
He walked over to the booth and Alex and Maria moved down the bench so Michael had room and he sat down on the end of the bench next to Maria.
Maria suddenly felt really self conscious. She really wasn't sure how to act with him in public. Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt Michael's hand take hers under the table. It was small, and completely unnoticed by the rest of the group, but it was enough.
She saw Michael's free hand reach across her and grab her coke.
"Rude much?" She commented
"You'll live" He retorted after taking a drink and placing the drink between them on the table.
They both smiled inwardly happy to get back to their routine but also both noticing that it was done without anger or annoyance.
"Michael what happened to your face?" Isabel asked.
"I fell" Michael replied coolly. He would tell Isabel and Max later he just didn't want to tell Alex and Liz right away, or ever. He took a French fry off Maria's plate and ate it. He smirked when she rolled her eyes.
After a few moments Alex announced that he should get home and Liz said she should get back to work. They left, leaving Maria with the three aliens.
After a moment of uncomfortable silence Maria spoke up, "I'm going to go uh…talk to Liz…" under the table She squeezed Michael's hand softly before letting it go and walking away.