IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Sorry it's short..but better then nothing right? There is a poll at the bottom for you guys to take. It would be much appreciated if you took part, lol.
Maggie stood there, her mouth half open. Her legs were shaky and she felt like she could barely stand. She hadn't even registered fully in her mind that Dallas was awake. It was...just...unreal! It was unimaginable. Her heart pounded in her ears and all she could think about was passing out. And that she did.
"Shit that hurt." Maggie groaned as she finally came to. She looked around, noticing she was in Pony and Soda's room. Her head was pounding and she saw colors every now and then.
"It should have." a cold voice said. Maggie groaned.
"I'm seeing colors and hearing voices. I need to go to the hospital." she muttered to herself, turning over and stuffing her face in the pillow. It smelled a lot like Soda, she noticed.
"You're not hearing voices, Maggie. Now look at me." the voice demanded again. Her eyes popped up again with realization...
"What?" Maggie asked, her voice was shaky and fear had over taken her nervousness. Was Dally dead?
"Dallas..." he trailed off again and looked at the rest of the gang and Maggie's heart fell. She needed to hear him say it though.
"Say it." she told him."Dallas is awake." Steve blurted out from beside Soda on the couch.
"Oh shit." she managed to squeak out before emotions flooded over her. She groaned and held tighter onto the pillow, wishing everything would go away. She had worked so hard to forget about him, to erase him from her memory and she was doing so good. Now, here he was, right back in her life again. She didn't know what to think. Didn't know what to say. She could decided whether to hug him or to slap him. She was just going too crazy to even think.
"This was all a trick wasn't it?" she finally got out. Her voice was hushed and quiet against the pillow but she knew that he had heard her.
"Yeah. You could say that. We knew you wouldn't come back if you knew I was awake. So we lied a little." he told. She knew what expression he was wearing and she didn't even have to turn around. She closed her eyes again. This was not happening.
"It's not like it will make a big deal anyway. I'm leaving in a week and a half anyway. I promised Val I would be back." she lied. This was a huge deal. This was the hugest of huge. This was BIG!
"Come on then. We have places to go and people to see." he told her. She crawled out, not wanting to face him. How could you face the one guy that had token a few years out of your life? She had wasted about 2 years of her teenage life waiting for him to wake up. How could you face a guy that did that? How could you face the guy that left you.
Somehow though, Maggie found the courage to do just that. She turned around and faced Dallas Winston. But what she saw, made her gasp.
He was as skinny as ever and his eyes were as cold as ever too. His hair had just been cut and it was a huge difference from the curly, long shaggy hair he had had before she left. His face looked old. Like he was already going on 50 even though he was barely 20. She couldn't resist. She flew into his arms, hugging him tightly, and let the tears fall. She had been waiting for this moment for song, no matter how much she pushed it away. She was so happy that it was finally happening that everything else just sort of floated away.
He was there, right in front of her. He could talk and walk. He was ok. He was ok! She let go of him a bit and smiled up at him.
"I'm so sorry, Dallas." she told him, beginning to shake with a sob.
"It's alright, Mags." he told her, rubbing her back a bit. "Let's go." he said, leading her out the door. "We can catch up at the Dingo."
The Poll:
Should Maggie get together with:
A. Tim Shepard
B. Steve Randle
C. Dallas Winston
D. Pete Alford
E. Bennie Fields
