Chapter 2

Title: Nightmares
Author: Heavenly-Vixen aka Ally
Email: team_x_4eva@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Michael/Maria
Disclaimer: I only own this fic
Description: Maria awakes from a nightmare, now she has to discern between reality and dreams. Set during Season 3. It starts off a little strange, but I promise it does end well.

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Michael’s POV

No one will ever know how much I love this woman. Everything in me reaches for everything in her. She is my world, my heart and my soul. Yet, even after all these years I can never find the words to tell her that. Even now as she’s carrying our child I don’t know how to tell her how happy I am and how terrified I still am that one-day I’m going to lose her. One day she’s going to realise that I’m not good enough for her. That she deserves more and she’s going to leave. She’ll leave and I’ll die. So every night when we make love, I commit every part of her to memory.

She’s asleep now. She woke up so terrified; I could feel it radiating off her. She wouldn’t tell me exactly what she dreamt. Only that she’d lost me. I know now though. I know what she dreamt. I saw it when I lost myself within her. I always see flashes when we make love; this time I saw her nightmare.

It was so long, yet it came to me in a blur lasting only seconds. Her nightmare had lived a life for her. A life where she realised my worst fear for me. She realised that she deserved better. Thank god it wasn’t my dream, even more that it’s not our reality.

I remember when Billy came to stay. He messed with her head. He kissed her and I saw from outside her window. I saw this in her nightmare too. Only in the nightmare, he succeeded. He tore her away from me. He made her believe that she was missing out on something. That she’d changed. He was right, she did change, she grew up and fell in love. Billy just turned into an asshole. Lucky for me, she pushed him away. In reality she slapped him when he kissed her. The memory still makes me smile. The look on his face when she told him to leave and never come back was priceless.

That’s when everything changed for us, for real and in her nightmare. After he left, Maria and I only got closer. It was a wake up call for me. I’d been letting her slip away. Her smile was fading and I should have been making it brighter. Sometimes though, I’m not as stupid as everyone thinks I am, everyone but Maria that is. I woke up, and made her smile bright again, I held on.

In the nightmare he succeeded and I couldn’t get her back. Christmas came and went and I was alone. She went to New York to be famous. I was left in Roswell. Although I don’t think I ever really lost her in her nightmare. She felt as if she’d lost me. I know I was gone, something about having to run from the FBI. That time, I left her behind.

I know why it frightened her. I’m scared to death of that very same thing. Maybe that’s why I’m looking at her now. Why I’m not asleep, but watching her sleep. Why every night I fall asleep with her wrapped in my arms and thanking whatever God that’s up there, for giving her to me, for making me worthy in her eyes.

It’s been five years since Billy came to town. Five years since I could have lost my Maria. Four since I proposed, and three since we got married. I still remember her walking towards me down that aisle. I couldn’t breathe that day; she took my breath away. Six weeks ago my life became complete. I came home; Maria met me at the door and jumped into my arms. I laughed as she plastered feather light kisses all over my face. That’s when she told me. We’re having a baby. A little girl, I saw her. Her little hand appeared glowing on Maria’s stomach. When I covered it with my own I saw her. My little angel. Max had told me that, that would happen. But he failed to mention how amazing it would be, to meet my child.

I didn’t realise I’d been rubbing her stomach, but my actions seemed to have woken her. Her eyes flutter open to reveal the most beautiful green emeralds the world has ever known.

“Michael?” She smiles and my heart soars.

“Hey baby.” I love the way she smiles when I call her that.

“What time is it?” Time, I hadn’t even thought of the notion. It stands still whenever I’m around her. Yet it always seems to go so fast, and so slow when I’m away from her.

“It’s 8:00 honey.” God, I’ve been watching her sleep for four hours.

“You have to go to work, have you slept?” I shake my head and she frowns.

“I’m fine, I promise.” She smiles and looks down at my hand that’s still rubbing her bare stomach.

“Just saying hello, huh?” She covers my hand with hers.

“Yeah… I love you.” I don’t know why it always comes out in a whisper.

“I love you too.” But I love it when she whispers it back. She cups my face in her hands and kisses me good morning. Her morning kisses are always different than the others. It’s somehow gentler, if that’s even possible. But like all her kisses I get lost in it. I get lost in her. This is my dream. Maria. She’s the sweetest dream, and I hope I never wake.

The End