Roswell Fanatics

ooc: well, I had hoped to have the chance to post this before people started getting people dancing and all because I had it written and ready…. However, I did some editing to make it fit…. Ya'll have done great while I've been away… and I'm still hoping that I'll be back on net soon… but that may not happen for a couple weeks now… thanks to the change in companies that we are doing. Prices were to massive under one form so we're going for the cheaper net (DSL).


~James~

Lily seems to glare at my hand and I can't help but simply smirk at her. She seems to be a bit frustrated with me and that's just fine. I'd rather her be anticipating what I might want to be talking to her about then end up rushing things at the moment.

"Yep unless you were planning on making me walk." Marie responds to my question and I turn to smile at my sister.

"Well, then. Get in. We've got a party to enjoy." I tell her with a laugh as I glance at Lily whom I can't wait to get the chance to talk to her or… should I say, make my move. Make my feelings known…

I hear the horn honking and suddenly remember the nerved up Ty is waiting on me.

"We better get going." Lily says, brushing past me and I feel my breath catch at the slight contact, "The sooner we get the party, the sooner we be having that talk to keep going on about, Valenti."

“You’re twisted. You know that, right?” My sister says as Lily makes her way to the car. I watch her slam the door and can't help but smirk.

“How long have we known Lily?” My sister continues and I simply raise an eyebrow, knowing that she doesn't really expect an answer from me. “Forever and everyone knows that she hasn’t gotten any patience. You’re probably driving her insane.”

I can see that she is trying to decide something about me and can't help but laugh, “She likes you, you know. I don’t know why because you’ll kinda gross but for some reason you float Lil’s boat.”

"Lil is someone I care about, Marie. I don't intend to hurt her if you are worried about and for your info, I'm into her." I tell her but hearing my sister say something about Lil liking me causes me to grin and I can't wait to get this moving even more.

"Anyway , we'll talk about this later sis.

Conversation is pretty much null as I drive to the party, more then ready to get the chance to do just what I plan on doing. As we arrive, I see that there are already a few people there, but not quite so many as I'd expected.

I stop the car, step out and open Lily's door looking at her as I imagine the feel of her skin, the taste of her lips. Mentally, shaking my head, I smirk, "Ready, Lil?"

As we all make our way inside, I glance toward the stage to see that the band is seems to be tuning the instruments, playing a little tune here and there.

"Look, Ty." I comment as I point toward the stage with a grin before looking at Lily and reaching for her hand without a word and giving a gentle tug, "Let's dance and we'll talk."

~Maria~

The bedroom light flips on and I smile, having already seen the hall light illuminating the shape of my husband standing there. I wait for his gaze to focus on me and watch him walk toward me kicking off his shoes even as he whispered my name. "You're home early."

I nod with a slight laugh, "And for a longer period of time then ever since going on tour, Michael."

He leans over and kisses me with a passion that had kept me up many a night with the memory. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," I tell him as I wrap my arms around his neck with a smile. "We'll probably have a long night to ourselves because our kids are at a party for the night according to mom." I add as I draw him closer and kiss him again, letting myself revel in the wonderful nearness of his kiss. I've missed everything about him. "You smell so good, Mr. Guerin. I hope your wife knows how much she's missed." I joke softly.

With a grin, I draw back and look up at him. "Hold me, Michael. I've missed your arms around me, seeing you smile or scowl, your lips, your touch. I've missed everything."

~Sabrina~

"It looks like your band just got here." When we pull up, I hear Erik mention just as I'm fading off into my own nervous thoughts. Climbing out of the car, I note that he's right. Mag and the others, along with Mag's brothers have already begun unloading the instruments. "You ready to work?" I hear him ask Christina and barely hide a smile at the feelings that I can feel from them both.

This is a time when it doesn't bother me, the strange gift I've come to learn I had. "Yeah, let's start plugging in all those...electrical wires and stuff." I hear Christina reply and decide that despite the fact that I know these two wanted time together, I wasn't going to argue with Erik helping. I'd simply wait, let them help and hope that neither of them would lose their nerve.

"Thanks, both of you." I say when everything is set up and all that's left is the tuning. I watch them walk back over towards Mag's van as her brothers all leave and I turn to my band mates. "Alright, let's get set. We'll tune while we play a few songs, but we won't do any of our original music just yet and we won't unveil our new look at the moment."

I move inside and toward the stage, watching as the girls finish placing the other little instruments that don't require wires in place close to them. We had a largely mixed sound and tonight we were going to show the town that sound. More people began arriving and I glanced around the crowd, seeing Tyler which caused me to blush and turn to face Mag and the others. "Alright girls, begin the music."

I feel my brother, hear his words of encouragement through our link and turn to sight him. He's holding Christina's hands and I can't help but smile. I knew that it would work. I was more then happy for them. Knowing my brother with dancing, I wait as we end the song and then motion for the girls to follow me in a slow melody. A song we wrote but it didn't have lyrics.

I don't look out at the people, knowing that if I do I'm going to freeze if I spot Tyler. I don't want to look out until I am ready for the unveiling of our outfits and then I want to see for myself if he seems effected any. I doubt it, but it is one of the hopes I have.

Still, even if he doesn't, I am determined to go through with my plan to really make an impression. The time nears for the unveiling and I hear Mag behind me, "Alright, Sabs… let's get rocking."

'Bre...' I suddenly hear my brother and with that single word, feel pain emanating from him.

I look for him and see that he's running out of the area, toward the hall. Damn, some of the others are watching after him even as Christina runs after him. I can't let anyone remain focused on him. Erik, are you alright? What's wrong? What caused the pain? I ask through our link even as I motion to the girls that it's time.

Standing from the stool and moving over to the upright mic I let the guitar hang by the strap around my torso. "Welcome, Mystic Fae has two things we'd like to do." I start, my eyes seeking out Tyler and when I find him, I smile. "The first is an announcement that we are planning to hold open auditions over the next four weekends for people that might be interested in joining."

I let it sink in for a moment before continuing. "The second, is that true to the name, Mystic Fae has taken a new look." Taking the guitar and setting it down at my side, I reach for the top button of the trench coat and glance at the girls. We all turn our backs to the crowd as we release all the buttons on our coats and then as one, turn, remove the coats and switch on our wings. "Mystic Fae welcomes you!" I exclaim, standing there and instantly looking towards Tyler.

The girls behind me begin the music for our first number and I pick up my guitar, my gaze never straying from where Tyler stood. It wasn't time yet for the next part of my plan, but I certainly couldn't wait for when it happened. Mags idea had been perfect and now, I was feeling nerved up about whether people would realize what I was doing when the time came.

All the while, I was also worried about Erik. I hated not being able to see him but I knew Christina had followed him and I trusted her. I may not have let myself get to know much about her, but I did trust her. The sensation of pain continues and I have all I can do not to cringe myself. This bond to my brother was sometimes more then I could handle, but I knew already that I was empathic.

After a few moments, I felt the ease in his panic and pain and sighed, relief filling me. I'd felt this from him before but he never told me what was happening, then again, I hadn't explained how I had known or what I was like. With my concern for my brother easing, I focus deeper on Tyler as my band and I perform.

Tyler

We finally arrive at the party, and thank god Lily shut up when James and Marie got back in the car. Leaving the car quickly, James grins at me and points up on stage to where Sabrina and her band are playing, before walking away, Lily in tow. Marie goes off as well, which leaves me standing near the back of the dance floor, everyone moving around me. Sabrina looks beautiful, singing and playing her guitar, but oddly she's dressed in a trench coat.

The song stops, and I take the chance to look around for a moment, noticing with a smile that Christina is with Erik, and that everyone seems to be having a good time. Then Sabrina speaks, causing me to look up again.

I watch in amazement as she and the rest of her band pulled off their trench coats, revealing fairy outfits and wings. Sabrina looks...beautiful, and I can't help but stare in awe as she starts to sing, the glowing wings framing her lovely face.

How could I feel so much for someone so perfect who doesn't even like me at all? I don't date, at least not usually. I don't need to date, because dating would make me dependent on someone else, and that is something I don't plan on letting happen. Unfortunately, the way my mind works, Sabrina would probably be an exception to that rule. The way she looks right now, half of me wants to jump on to stage and kiss her, and the other half wants to leave as quickly as possible, and just go home and be my normal, independent self.

She catches my eye, and I look away, embarrassed to be caught staring. Great. Now she's going to think I'm some kind of perv.

<center> Laura </center>

After Amy took my advice and went in after Oliver, I got up from the grass and wandered around a bit. I walked inside and saw them moving on the dance floor. Smiling a little, I turned my back on them. It didn't feel right to spy, even if they were out in the open. Instead I looked around, and noticed Maria, Lily, James, and... Tyler. I sighed and made my way over to where he was standing.

I was almost there when Sabrina started to speak to the crowd. I didn't listen, a shot of resentment zinging through my body, until I heard something about a new look. I turned just in time to see her and her band mates standing in sexy, glowing fairy costumes. I turned back to Tyler and noticed a glazed look on his face as he watched her sing. Great. But I knew I had to do this, if I wanted to move on.

"Tyler?" I asked hesitantly. He didn't seem to hear me, so I yelled louder. "Tyler!"

ooc: the poem that I used for the song in this post is one I wrote and have copyrighted, but I felt that it fit for what Sabrina is doing.

~~Sabrina~~


As we end the first slow song we've played all night, Mag plays the starter for the one we'd planned out. With a sigh, feeling nerved up I find that I can't keep my gaze off of Tyler as I adjust the mic over my head so that my hands are free. "This is something we decided to do, something to try a bit differently." I announce as I slowly begin making my way off the stage, placing my guitar down on my way.

As the music flows behind me, I start through the crowd singing. My hands shake as I glide as best I can through the dancers, my focus on making my way toward Tyler. This was my move, my chance to let him know how I feel. I know it's not quite as straight-foward as I should be doing it, but I'm hoping this way that if he doesn't care about me I won't make a fool of myself.

"Hi, do you see me?
I'm right here
I'm standing right before you.

Hello, I'm next to you
I've been here forever
No, I am not that popular girl
No, I'm not the cute cheerleader

Please tell me you see me
No, don't walk away
I'm talking to you
Come back please

Hey, I am not invisible
Please come and talk to me
No, I'm not that fake blonde
No, I'm not the 36' 24' 36' chick over there

Hello, tell me you can see me...
No, don't talk to her
She's fake and a phony
She looks at you as meat

Come on, look my way
I may not be a model
But I truly care
I may not have money
But little things should count

Please, I beg you, tell me you can see me
Hey over here, I'm the one in all black
The one who always sits in the back
You have to see me
You used to tease me

Hello! Wake Up! I know you aren't blind!
Look to me and see what you need
You need someone to love you
Someone to respect and cherish you
Someone who wants to share everything,
All sorrows and joys"

As I near the final piece, I find myself standing directly in front of Tyler, letting the truth behind the words I'm about to sing shine forth from my eyes.

"Please, oh please look my way
I am the one who will always stay
I won't cheat or use you
I won't hurt or abuse you
Can't you see how I feel
I love you."

As I listen to the sounds of applause that comes from some of the kids, I find myself standing completely still, holding my breath as I end the final note and drop my hands to my sides. Mag and the rest of the band begin playing a tune that doesn't require me and I wait in silence for some response from Tyler.

<center> Oliver </center>
I raised my eyebrows in surprise, even as our lips met. I allowed myself to sink into the kiss for a moment, bringing my hands up to her cheeks. Then I broke away slightly. "This is... much better than cigarettes," I whispered jokingly, still holding her cheeks. "Is there any chance we can do this every time I get stressed?"

I returned my lips to her, my tongue sinking entrance into her mouth. She gave it, but this time she wasn't as hesitant. Instead she wrapped her arms around my waist and leaned into me, pushing me into the brick wall behind me. I let out an amused laugh before I could stop myself. She stopped kissing me and looked up at me curiously.

"When did you become so... forward?" I asked, moving my hands down to stroke her back. "It's not like you." I bring our lips together again. "But I like it."

Tyler


"Tyler!" A voice yells in my ear, breaking me from my stupor.

I look down and see Laura looking at me expectantly, as if she'd been trying to get my attention for a long time. "Oh, sorry, I couldn't hear you," I mumble, turning to face her.

"Um, did you ask me a question?" I ask, trying not to look stupid. Laura's a nice girl, and I'd hate to have her pissed at me because I was too busy staring at someone who doesn't realize I like her.

Before Laura can answer, Sabrina starts another song, a song that seems to hit home, and for some reason, it sounds as though she's singing it from personal experience. I look towards the stage, and watch frozen as Sabrina sings, walking through the crowd before stopping in front of me.

"Please, oh please look my way
I am the one who will always stay
I won't cheat or use you
I won't hurt or abuse you
Can't you see how I feel
I love you."

She finishes singing, and I realize that she has to be singing this song for me. I know it's a stupid thought, but why else would she have stopped in front of me, a look in her eyes that tells me my thoughts are right?

Nervous, I open my mouth and close it again, then speak. "Hey Sabrina. You look beautiful," I say, smiling genuinely at her. I have no idea what else to say, because having her so close to me is distracting and nerve wracking.

Michael

Propping myself up on the bed, I listen to what she is telling me. "And for a longer period of time then ever since going on tour, Michael."

"That's great," I say, genuinely happy. She kisses me again, and I laugh as she jokes with me and reminds me that the kids will be home late. Right now, at this moment, I wish that the kids would go away for ever, so Maria and I could have some quality time to ourselves. Goodness know that's what we need. Kissing her on the forehead, I let her continue to speak, missing her voice.

"Hold me, Michael. I've missed your arms around me, seeing you smile or scowl, your lips, your touch. I've missed everything." Wrapping my arms around her tightly before kissing her again, this time gently, I mumble into her cheek.

"I missed the sound of your voice; you didn't call for a long time, I got worried."

~Sabrina~


"Hey Sabrina. You look beautiful," Tyler says and smiles, my breath releases with only a slight sensation of relief. Okay, so he hasn't sneered at me or walked away. He complimented me... that's saying something right? I know I'm blushing as I smile in return.

"Thanks, Tyler." I reply a moment before I add just barely loud enough to be heard over the music, "You look great." I can feel my heart beating wildly in my chest as I look at him and then turn to see Laura not far, "Hi, Laura." I greet tenuously. Had my song just interrupted something?

Was I just being a fool to think that there was any chance here? With a sigh, I shake my head. "I'm sorry if I interupted something..." I look back at Tyler and give a weak smile. "I guess I'll see you later." I turn to look around, removing the mic since for the next few songs it was set that I wouldn't be needed on stage.

The girls had been hoping that I'd have something more important going on then being on stage, but I was figuring that it had been a foolish thought. With a sigh, I begin slowly making my way back toward the stage, not in any rush, but knowing that I wasn't wanted where Laura and Tyler were.