Banner © Melinda of Beautiful Redemption
Disclaimer: The characters of Roswell belong to Jason Katims, Melinda Metz, WB, and UPN. They are not mine and no infringement is intended.
Pairings/Couples/Category: Mainly M&M but the others will make an appearance too. Alternate Universe with Aliens
Rating: Mature/Adult, for strong language & sexual references (they will come eventually)
Summary: He would always be her “Space Boy”, but what happened in the ten years since they left Roswell? And where do their group of friends factor in? Read on to follow Candy’s journey back to each other’s “orbit”!
Author’s Note: Lady Antebellum sparked the title of this fan fiction. I’ve seen them live in concert and got to meet the group (That’s right, all you jealous Lady A fans! I got to meet them! ). I listened to the lyrics and they seemed to scream Michael & Maria for some odd reason. So if you have any questions about it, you can PM me or leave a comment when I post it.
Author’s Note #2: Since my fellow Roswell fan got me hooked on the show, I would like to dedicate this to her. Also, I have gotten a little inspiration from music. I’ve been listening to Carrie Underwood’s new album “Blown Away”, and it’s provided me with more and more ideas on what to write. It’s between that one and the latest Lady Antebellum album “Own the Night”. I have been watching a few episodes repeatedly. Her favorite one was “285 South” and I do like that one a little, but not as much as “Crazy”. Anyhow, some of the lines from “285 South” are in this chapter, so do enjoy it!
The wind was blowing a little as she stepped out of the SUV as quietly as possible so she didn’t wake the sleeping passengers in the back. Her dark blonde hair was beginning to fall out of the ponytail she’d worked very hard to put up that morning, and as Maria DeLuca Guerin stood outside the recently renovated Crash Down Diner, she knew her appearance could wait for a little bit. She gave Liz Parker Evans an enthusiastic wave and a soft, sweet grin as her dark-haired friend came out to join Maria. The two of them exchanged one more grin before Maria moved forward to claim a hug from Liz. Liz stepped back a little bit to get a good, long look at her friend. “I’m so glad you could make it, Maria,” the brunette said.
“Are you kidding? I wouldn’t dare miss an opportunity like this. No, sir,” Maria said with a soft laugh. Her laughter died instantly the moment she spotted her ex-husband sharing a joke with Max Evans, Isabel Evans Ramirez and Kyle & Tess Valenti. Nearby, Alex Whitman sat playing games with the Evans & Ramirez children while keeping an eye on the recently widowed Isabel. Maria gave her friend a pointed glare. “Why…why did you invite him, Liz?”
“I didn’t, Maria. I swear to God. Max did; they are best friends, you know. Max couldn’t say no to him coming,” Liz tried to explain to her now obviously upset friend.
But Maria only shrugged it off. She didn’t have a hold on her “Space Boy” anymore. But she did miss him holding her late, late at night, especially after the birth of their son M.J.:
Early 2006 – New Jersey
“He’s not going anywhere, Michael,” she said in a soft, sweet murmur. He didn’t realize Maria had snuck up behind him but he gave her a lopsided grin over his shoulder as her arms wrapped around his lean, muscled waist. Maria was finding him sexier with each year that flew by.
“I know. But I believe Maxwell to be a bad influence. He once told me that he watched Zan just before he gave him up for adoption,” Michael replied.
Present Day – Roswell
Maria shook out of her thoughts as soon as she realized Liz was attempting to get her attention. “I’m sorry. I don’t think I can see him again. You understand, don’t you?” she asked the once-quiet brunette, who nodded in complete understanding.
“If you want, M.J. and Mercedes can stay here with me and Max while you get settled into a room at the new hotel,” Liz offered. Maria gave Liz a soft, sweet smile before hugging her fiercely. They moved over to the SUV and Liz helped get her godchildren out of the dark vehicle.
By then, brown-haired M.J. and blonde-haired Mercedes had woke up from the slumber that came between Mississippi and New Mexico, and it made things so much easier for an expectant Liz. “I’ll be back to pick them up later,” Maria told her friend, who nodded again. “Can you make sure they get a nap after lunch?” Liz continued to nod as M.J. and Mercedes ran inside to great their favorite uncle happily with hugs and kisses.
Hugging Liz one last time, Maria took one more forlorn look of longing at her ex-husband before climbing into her trusted vehicle – a gift from Michael for their first wedding anniversary – and backing out of the diner’s parking lot with practiced ease. She pushed on the accelerator a bit, one hand coming up and wiping away the tears as she headed toward the Crash Down Hotel, a branch of the diner’s growing franchise. She was proud of her two dearest and best friends but a part of her wished that Michael hadn’t walked out on her. Besides being her husband & lover in every sense of the word, he’d made it his first priority to listen to her complaints once the work day was done for. But there was no one to listen anymore…Michael Guerin had left her and she had to be strong now.
But how could she be strong and still want to fall apart if all she ever really needed was to feel his strong arms holding her fiercely close and whisper that everything would be okay? She certainly didn’t know that answer to that question, not today, at least. After checking in under Lucy Valenti – Jim told her she could use his name any time she wanted to – Maria drove around to the back of the two-story, one building hotel and parked the car. Oh great. Here come the waterworks again, she thought to herself as she prepared to steel herself against the onslaught of emotions that were slowly coming back to flood her already broken heart. Maria let out a shaky, troubling sigh, realizing she could never truly get Michael Abraham Guerin out of her heart. She jumped slightly at the quiet tap, tap on her car window.
Maria’s hand instinctively reached out to finger the buttons on her car door but she didn’t quite make it before the door was wrenched open. She let out a soft gasp but her ex-husband’s mouth moving expertly over hers in that quick, silent manner of his immediately shut her up. But Maria just as quickly pushed Michael away. “No. I’m not doing this with you again. I’ve worked too hard to put my guard down for you, Michael then bring the walls back up around my heart. So no…just no,” she said with a soft, shaky sigh. Shoving him hard, she removed the seat belt across her chest and midsection before climbing out of the SUV. Maria glared at Michael when he refused to move out of her way. “I’m not doing this with you, Michael. Just…please go away and let me be.”
He trapped her between the car and his body, angling the hard muscles against the soft curves of hers and making damn sure she couldn’t escape his smoldering gaze and that sexy smirk of his. “No. You’re not leaving until I get the truth,” he said in that low, hoarse tone. She shivered and it wasn’t from the cold since the sun was on the opposite side of the building. “Liz told me that you hadn’t been ready to see me. Could it be that you still want me…Maria?” Her name rolled so easily off his tongue and she shuddered, her tongue darting out quickly to moisten her suddenly dry lips.
But if Michael really thought he was going to start winning her back by seducing her, he was wrong…dead wrong. Maria’s knee came up and forcefully kicked him in the groin, making him think that she was going to give in. He fell onto his knees on the ground and she took the opportunity to go to the back of her vehicle so she could get hers and the kids’ luggage out to take up to the room they’d be staying in for the reunion. Maria seriously hoped it was a short weekend because she didn’t want to deal with Michael any more than she wanted to. She knew Michael had followed her for she soon found herself picked up and she reacted instantly by wrapping her legs around his lean waist, moaning quietly in the late morning air as his lips attached to her neck, nipping the skin above her pulse point. “Michael…” she said in a soft murmur.
“Yes, Maria?” he replied softly back, pausing in his trek up the stairs, sitting down with her still in his arms. He pulled back to look at her, the flashes so strong: “I can’t do this, Liz!” Maria moaned out.
“Yes you can, Maria. You’re strong, you can do this,” her friend replied, refusing to grimace as Maria squeezed the circulation out of her hand. Maria moaned some more as she leaned forward for the pain of another contraction. Michael could feel her pain as if it was ripping through him. He jerked back, Maria falling out of his lap and onto the ground beneath the stairs.
“What the hell, Michael?” she yelled at him as she got up and dusted herself off.
He only glared at her. “Is Mercedes mine?” he demanded hoarsely. He had to know why she would lie or hold the truth from him for over three years. But she only stomped past him still sitting on the stairs, giving him the silent treatment as she went up to where the door to her suite was located. Michael was beyond furious at her sudden silent treatment towards him and he went after her, pushing her against the door to the hotel room she was now standing in front of and smashing his lips to hers in a non-gentle manner. He refused to let up on the demanding caress of his lips sucking her bottom lip between his teeth until she finally went lax in his arms, her own coming up and wrapping around his shoulders.
But she still pushed him back to glance at him. He saw the fury hiding beneath the fresh tears that sprung to her eyes. “Why, Michael? Why did you leave me…leave us? And why did you wait until now to ask about your little girl?” she asked, and he could hear the emotions wreaking havoc in her tone.
“They would have put as much distance between us as possible. They would have labeled you crazy for knowing an alien and ripped our son from the only home he’d ever known & placed him with complete strangers. Did you really think I would even allow that to happen to MY family?!” He shoved away from her, turning his back to her and clutching the railing until his knuckles turned white. She reached out and wrapped her arms around him from behind, placing a gentle kiss to the nape of his neck and holding him ever tighter as the sobs racked throughout his body. Once all of his tears had dried, Michael turned around, his hands came up to gently frame her face in them and her gaze locked with his as he smiled at her. The sadness still hinted a bit in his eyes but it looked like it was beginning to fade away. “We beat the odds, didn’t we, DeLuca Guerin? We overcame every obstacle, even me taking your mother’s Jetta.” He laughed a little at the memory:
October/November 1999 – Outside of Roswell
Maria turned to give him a pointed glare as she brought the red Jetta to a stop. “What kind of answers are you trying to provide me with? You do not watch The View,” she said in an ordering kind of tone.
“It keeps me in touch with my feminine side,” he said with a smirk aimed at her.
She let out a scoff. “Whatever. I’ll just fill out the answers for you,” she replied as she unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed out of the car.
He waited until she had approached the guy running the gas station before he undid his own seatbelt and climbed from the vehicle himself. He moved around the car and climbed into the driver’s seat, reaching out to start the ignition.
Maria turned around from collecting the payment for the endless supply of alien-like products Amelia “Amy” DeLuca made and sold to keep a roof over their heads and food on the table, groaning and rushing in front of the car to stop the person driving from going anywhere. She moved around to climb into the passenger seat. “You’re stealing my car?” she demanded in that annoying tone of hers.
“I’m borrowing your car. Now get out,” he said, wondering and hoping and praying that she would obey his demands.
But she didn’t move. “This is my car. Actually, this is my mother’s car, and if anything happens to it, life as I know it will be over. So, wherever it goes, I go,” she said, her hands moving in wild gestures.
“Fine. You had your chance,” Michael said brusquely before turning the wheel to leave the parking lot of the gas station.
Maria began freaking out. “You’re kidnapping me?! No, wait, you’re abducting me!” Michael only rolled his eyes when she wasn’t looking…
Present Day – Roswell
Maria’s body shook with laughter. “I’ll never forget that day, Space Boy,” she replied, still grinning as she looked into his eyes. Her smile began to falter a bit when she noticed the passion beginning to creep back into his gaze, and she gulped down what was left of her courage. “Space Boy…” Her voice had chosen now of all times to betray her functioning brain – or what was left of it? When his head began to lower, the opportunity for hesitation and refusal passed Maria by quicker than she wanted it to but her body refused to function as well. So she accepted what he was offering, her face meeting his halfway so their mouths could meet in a gentle caressing of two sets of lips but the moment she accepted his tongue sliding along the seam of her lips, the ball came into her side of the court – and Maria took immediate control. Her hands came up and brushed along his broad, muscled shoulders, her fingers caressing along his closely-shaved scalp as their kiss turned into an intimate and demanding one.
Finally Michael lifted his head and laid his forehead against hers. His breath warmed her skin as his chest rose and fell with each uneven, ragged pant that came from between his lips. Her name slipped out between breaths and it took all of her willpower to finally accept what she had been trying to deny for over three years: she still loved and wanted her former husband. “Maria…if we do decide to take this inside, I want you to know that I plan to be a better husband to you and father to M.J. and Mercedes. You should also know that you were never far from my thoughts and that I never once refused to stop loving you. You are my whole life, Maria. You taught me to love and to really understand what it meant to have a home, a wife & kids to come home to after a long day at work. So please ask me to stay with you tonight, Maria Gillian DeLuca Guerin, and allow me to prove how much I can’t stop loving you.”
She began to nod, tears springing to her eyes as his lengthy but still romantic speech finally came to an end. “Kiss me again, Space Boy,” she said in a soft murmur. Michael gladly obeyed her order and let his head lover once again, his mouth teasing hers a bit.
Author’s Note #3: And there y’all have it! The first chapter of my FIRST EVER Roswell fan fiction is NOW complete! And PLEASE DON’T be confused by the banner Keisha made, the other couples are still on there, just not the way I had hoped it would turn out.