Air-CC-PG-5/12/06 One Shot *Complete*
Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 11:20 am
Title: Air - Part 1 of the "Elements Series"
Author: Flora (Temptress)
Rating: PG
Category: Max and Liz……sort of
Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell and unfortunately I do not own Jason Behr.
Summary: Well……This is angsty….
It takes place after the episode “The Balance” in Season One…..from….someones…point of view…….It’s based off an idea for a fic that I almost wrote but decided against so I changed it into this one shot.
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Air.
Breathe.
Just breathe.
Watching over her again and again. Waiting for the right moment. Hoping for the right moment. Letting the right moment get away again and again.
She deserves better.
She deserves more.
She doesn’t need you.
But she has you…
Lingering in the palm of her hand.
She may never know what is to be truly loved by you. She may never know how loud your heart pounds when she’s near you.
It’s your fault.
You’ve never had the courage to do more than look into the darkness of her eyes and murmur something about an Alien Blast. An item you don’t really want. Your tastebuds crave something else. Something more. Something you can’t explain to anyone. Not even to yourself. All you know is that the moment she’s in your vicinity you can feel your tongue go dry, forcing you to swallow against the blood rising to your head as you feel yourself blushing furiously for reasons you hope she doesn’t see.
But that’s the point.
No one will ever see.
No one must ever see.
But I see………
It hasn’t been the same since she almost took her last breath on the cold, hard, floor right before your eyes. It’s no longer about your eyes lingering on her soft frame as she follows the path to your table. A path that has been burned into the floor since you were old enough to come to the Crashdown by yourself. Now her eyes glide and shift surreptitiously over you, at you, as they plead with you to say more. As her mouth silently begs you to lean just that much closer to hers. Close the distance between you. Breathe in her air as she breathes in yours.
No one will ever see.
No one must ever see.
But I see……..
The sadness in her eyes makes your heart ache with that familiar sense of loss that has plagued you from the second minute after you first saw her.
Minute one: Familiarity. Elation. Longing.
Minute Two: Despair. Loss. Acceptance. Longing.
So you watch her from a distance, even now. Even now that you’ve caught a glimpse of what might’ve been. Of what could’ve been. Of what waits for you…….even now.
There’s too much to contend with. Too many chances for her to lose her life once again. Too many negatives that override the positive. Too many obstacles in the way.
And I am one of them.
I don’t want to be.
But I have to be.
The depths of your devotion endanger us all. You try to hide it. You try to act like you have accepted that what you want most will never be yours.
No one will ever see.
No one must ever see.
But I see…
You don’t sleep through the night anymore. You don’t smile the way you used before your dreams became a crashing reality. Before you got what you wanted most in the world only to be reminded what you want most is something you can never have.
“Be careful what you wish for.” The adage goes.
You wished. You got. And now you know what it was to have. And now you’re reminded you can never have it. It hurts more this way. You should’ve left it alone. Now you pretend day after day. You pretend you never had your heart in your eyes. You pretend you’ve accepted your loss and moved on.
No one will ever see.
No one must ever see.
But I see….
And I’m sorry.
But I will stop it.
I have to stop it.
Because, you see dear brother, I’ve seen where this leads. I’ve seen where this has happened before. I’ve seen when this thing called love has overshadowed your better judgment.
You’re close to giving in. You’re close to inhaling that breath from her lips. You’re close.
No one will ever see.
No one must ever see.
But I see….
And I will stop it.
And I’m sorry.
Truly sorry.
I don’t hate her. I thought I did…..once. I couldn’t see past the green in my eyes.
She’s perfect for you. She will always be perfect for you no matter what lifetime we’re in.
I’ve seen it. It’s been proven. It’s now a fact.
And I’m sorry.
I love you, dear brother.
Remember that when you hate me for the rest of eternity.
You will never breathe in her air.
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Author: Flora (Temptress)
Rating: PG
Category: Max and Liz……sort of
Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell and unfortunately I do not own Jason Behr.
Summary: Well……This is angsty….
It takes place after the episode “The Balance” in Season One…..from….someones…point of view…….It’s based off an idea for a fic that I almost wrote but decided against so I changed it into this one shot.*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Air.
Breathe.
Just breathe.
Watching over her again and again. Waiting for the right moment. Hoping for the right moment. Letting the right moment get away again and again.
She deserves better.
She deserves more.
She doesn’t need you.
But she has you…
Lingering in the palm of her hand.
She may never know what is to be truly loved by you. She may never know how loud your heart pounds when she’s near you.
It’s your fault.
You’ve never had the courage to do more than look into the darkness of her eyes and murmur something about an Alien Blast. An item you don’t really want. Your tastebuds crave something else. Something more. Something you can’t explain to anyone. Not even to yourself. All you know is that the moment she’s in your vicinity you can feel your tongue go dry, forcing you to swallow against the blood rising to your head as you feel yourself blushing furiously for reasons you hope she doesn’t see.
But that’s the point.
No one will ever see.
No one must ever see.
But I see………
It hasn’t been the same since she almost took her last breath on the cold, hard, floor right before your eyes. It’s no longer about your eyes lingering on her soft frame as she follows the path to your table. A path that has been burned into the floor since you were old enough to come to the Crashdown by yourself. Now her eyes glide and shift surreptitiously over you, at you, as they plead with you to say more. As her mouth silently begs you to lean just that much closer to hers. Close the distance between you. Breathe in her air as she breathes in yours.
No one will ever see.
No one must ever see.
But I see……..
The sadness in her eyes makes your heart ache with that familiar sense of loss that has plagued you from the second minute after you first saw her.
Minute one: Familiarity. Elation. Longing.
Minute Two: Despair. Loss. Acceptance. Longing.
So you watch her from a distance, even now. Even now that you’ve caught a glimpse of what might’ve been. Of what could’ve been. Of what waits for you…….even now.
There’s too much to contend with. Too many chances for her to lose her life once again. Too many negatives that override the positive. Too many obstacles in the way.
And I am one of them.
I don’t want to be.
But I have to be.
The depths of your devotion endanger us all. You try to hide it. You try to act like you have accepted that what you want most will never be yours.
No one will ever see.
No one must ever see.
But I see…
You don’t sleep through the night anymore. You don’t smile the way you used before your dreams became a crashing reality. Before you got what you wanted most in the world only to be reminded what you want most is something you can never have.
“Be careful what you wish for.” The adage goes.
You wished. You got. And now you know what it was to have. And now you’re reminded you can never have it. It hurts more this way. You should’ve left it alone. Now you pretend day after day. You pretend you never had your heart in your eyes. You pretend you’ve accepted your loss and moved on.
No one will ever see.
No one must ever see.
But I see….
And I’m sorry.
But I will stop it.
I have to stop it.
Because, you see dear brother, I’ve seen where this leads. I’ve seen where this has happened before. I’ve seen when this thing called love has overshadowed your better judgment.
You’re close to giving in. You’re close to inhaling that breath from her lips. You’re close.
No one will ever see.
No one must ever see.
But I see….
And I will stop it.
And I’m sorry.
Truly sorry.
I don’t hate her. I thought I did…..once. I couldn’t see past the green in my eyes.
She’s perfect for you. She will always be perfect for you no matter what lifetime we’re in.
I’ve seen it. It’s been proven. It’s now a fact.
And I’m sorry.
I love you, dear brother.
Remember that when you hate me for the rest of eternity.
You will never breathe in her air.
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