Songs of the Heart (M/L ADULT AU) (Complete)
Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2005 7:36 am
Winner - Round 9

Winner - Round 8

Winner - Round 7


Banner courtesy of Everlynn (thanx chica it rocks)
Title: Songs of the Heart.
Author: Emma (aka Emz80m)
Disclaimer: I don’t own any rights to Roswell I’m just borrowing them. I also don't own the songs used this fic, they belong to the artists and/or the record companies.
Category: M/L CC AU
Rating: ADULT
Summery: This is the sequel to ”My Favourite Song”. I know it’s been a while but I finally decided to do it.
This picks up a couple of years after the end of MFS and will be very angsty.
Part 1
Liz
Here's the thing we started off friends
It was cool but it was all pretend
yah yah since you've been gone
your dedicated you took the time
it wasn’t long till I called you mine yeah yeah
Since you’ve been gone
And all you'd ever hear me say is how
I pictured me with you that's all you'd ever
hear me say but since you've been gone
I can breath for the first time I'm so movin'
on yah yah thanks to you now I get what I want
since you've been gone
how can I put it you put me on
I even fell for that stupid love song yah yah
since you've been gone
how come I never hear you say I just want to be with you.
Guess you never felt that way
but since you've been gone I can breath for the
first time I’m still movin on yah yah
thanks to you now I get I get what I want
since you've been gone
you had your chance you blew it out of sight
out of mind shut your mouth I just can't take it
again and again and again and again
since you've been gone
since you've been gone
I can breath for the first time
I'm still movin' on yah yah thanks
to you thanks to you now I get I get what I want
I can breath for the first time I'm still movin' on
yah yah thanks to you thanks to you now
I get I get you should know you should know
got to get I get what I want
since you've been gone you
since you've been gone you
since you've been gone you
“Great work” Maria smiled at me when I finished the song. It was a new one and I wasn’t sure if it was going to work on the new record but so far everyone had loved it.
“Thanks” Liz nodded.
“Michael and I are going to grab some Thai before heading home do you want to come?” she asked.
“Um no, thanks though” I didn’t feel like being a third or a fifth wheel tonight which is what I would have ultimately been if I said yes.
“You sure?” Alex asked.
“Positive” I told them “Get out of here” I smiled.
The four of them hesitated at the door before looking back at me. They were great friends and I am so lucky to have them.
When they all walked out I finally let my smile fade and I was once again alone. The tears that I normally worked hard at keeping at bay fell freely as my fingers worked over the keys of the piano.
I was so involved in what I was listening to and feeling that I didn’t hear the door open or notice that Isabel had come back in.
“I’m sorry,” she says. I turn away quickly so I can wipe the tears away.
“Um no that’s fine did you forget something?” I ask her.
“No” she shakes her head “I see through you, Liz,” she says quietly.
“What do you mean?” I ask.
“I see how much you’re hurting even though you’re trying to pretend your ok” she tells me.
“I am ok, Isabel” I tell her. I know I’m not, in fact I’m sinking so deep that right now I don’t know if anyone can save me from drowning.
“I’m here for you, we all are,” she tells me and I know that she means it, they all do. They’ve reached out to me on countless times but living in my own little cocoon is easier for me and for them because if they even caught one glimpse of how ok I’m not then they would force my walls down and right now I couldn’t deal with that.
“I know, thank you” I tell her.
“Liz” she sighs “Are you sure there isn’t something that you want to tell me” she adds looking down my body to my abdomen. I knew it was only a matter of time before my baggy clothes would no longer conceal it.
“I need to get home,” I tell her standing up. I can’t do this here; I can’t do this with her.
“Liz” she pleads following me as I quickly grab my stuff and flee the studio.
I turn around to face her; I can’t stand to know I’ve let her down. She has been my rock over the past six months and I love her for it.
“I can’t do this” I say my eyes filled with tears “Please don’t make me do this with you, here” I beg her.
I see right away that she understands how close to the edge I truly am and she lets me take a step backwards.
“Hey Liz, Izzy” a voice interrupts.
“Hi Brian” Izzy smiles.
Brian is our manager, a great one at that but we have a history and it makes me uncomfortable being around him.
“Hi” I say “Listen I have to go so I’ll see you guys bright and early tomorrow” I tell them before turning and rushing away. I can still here Brian’s voice asking Isabel if I’m okay in the background but I force myself to keep walking.
***
I walk into my dark apartment and the lonliness I am constantly running from settles over me like a blanket. I dread turning the lights on and seeing the same emptiness that has greeted me for months now. I long to go back on the road so I don’t have to deal with that but I know that wont be happening anytime soon.
Leaving the lights off I walk through the apartment and into the bedroom and turn the light on in there. I shed my clothes and look at my body in the mirror. The slight swell of my abdomen is clearly visible and I rest a hand there gently. It’s only when I’m alone like this that I acknowledge what is happening to me and that is a few months time I’m going to be a mother. I’m going to be a mother and I am not prepared. I have no idea what I’m doing or how I’m going to do this on my own.
I walk into the bathroom and stop when I smell it. It’s him. My bathroom still smells like him. After four months and twenty days my bathroom still smells like him.
I slide down the tiles and finally let the sobs take over my body. I cry for the heart ache I feel that he’s gone and I cry for the baby I’m carrying and that because of me that their life is going to be ruined and I mostly cry because it’s all my fault.
***
Isabel
After Liz flees the studio and I finally escape Brian’s questions I meet up with Maria, Michael and Alex at the Thai restaurant around the corner from the house the four of us share.
When Alex told me about the record deal Flammable got and asked me to come to New York with him I never hesitated but now that I see how much this is costing the people we love I have to wonder whether it’s all worth it.
Flammable have made it big over the past two years, they’re records have gone platinum and their concerts now sell out in the first half an hour. It’s a sweet life now that they’ve hit the big time and now that’s happened they can sit back and record and cut back on touring.
“Is she ok?” Alex asks me as I slide in next to him. Liz might think that her act is Oscar Winning but it isn’t. We all see that she’s hurting but none of us know what to do to make it go away.
“No” I shake my head. I stand up again then, there is no way I should be sitting down and eating Thai when my best friend is falling apart in front of my eyes.
“In fact I need to go over there,” I tell them.
“Not without us” Maria objects, “We’ve all tried Iz and none of us are getting through maybe we should all try together” she suggests.
I watch Alex nod his head agreeing with her before I watch Michael turn and shake his head that he doesn’t.
“Only one person can fix this,” he says quietly.
“Yeah well he’s not here” I say sadly.
“Well maybe it’s time we call him” Alex pipes up. We have avoided ringing him for months now, we pretend that everything is fine every time he rings but it’s not.
I sit back down defeated. “I don’t know if he’ll care” I whisper. He doesn’t ever mention her, its as though she doesn’t exist and that what they had never happened.
“We have to try” Alex said.
“Call him Isabel” Maria says reaching over to pass me her mobile phone.
I shake my head “Not here” I tell them.
We place an order for takeaway and we leave the restaurant. I wait until I’m in the car before dialling the familiar number.
Max
I run into my apartment throwing my bag on the ground when I hear the phone ringing.
“Hello” I answer panting.
“Max” says the voice quietly on the other end. It takes me a few minutes to work out it’s my sister, she doesn’t sound like her normal happy self.
“Izzy? What’s wrong?” I ask. I look at my watch and realise with the time difference it must be close to ten in New York not late by Isabel’s standards but her voice is a dead give away.
I hear her sigh in the phone “What’s wrong your scaring me?” I tell her.
“It’s Liz,” she says.
That one word says it all and I feel my entire body tense. We haven’t spoken that name in five months and I wish she hadn’t spoken it now. I move so that I can sit down, I feel my legs weakening underneath me.
“Please don’t do this,” I say. It’s been a tough five months but I’m finally at a place where I feel like I’m not going to cry when I think about her.
“I have to” she says.
I here some rustling then before I hear Michaels voice “Maxwell” he greets me.
“What Isabel is to chicken to say is that you need to get your butt on a flight to New York now” Michael tells me.
I am about to object and tell Michael that there is no way I’m getting on a plane and going anywhere.
“I mean it, this is serious,” his voice says and I freeze because if it’s serious enough for my best friend Michael Guerin to ring and tell me its serious it’s already reached urgent.
“What’s wrong with her?” I demand then.
“We have a few ideas but I think you should come back and find out yourself,” he says.
“Michael if this is some plan of you guys to get us back together then save it” I sigh.
Michael scoffs on the other end “We got the message, Maxwell” he says.
TBC......

Winner - Round 8

Winner - Round 7


Banner courtesy of Everlynn (thanx chica it rocks)
Title: Songs of the Heart.
Author: Emma (aka Emz80m)
Disclaimer: I don’t own any rights to Roswell I’m just borrowing them. I also don't own the songs used this fic, they belong to the artists and/or the record companies.
Category: M/L CC AU
Rating: ADULT
Summery: This is the sequel to ”My Favourite Song”. I know it’s been a while but I finally decided to do it.
This picks up a couple of years after the end of MFS and will be very angsty.
Part 1
Liz
Here's the thing we started off friends
It was cool but it was all pretend
yah yah since you've been gone
your dedicated you took the time
it wasn’t long till I called you mine yeah yeah
Since you’ve been gone
And all you'd ever hear me say is how
I pictured me with you that's all you'd ever
hear me say but since you've been gone
I can breath for the first time I'm so movin'
on yah yah thanks to you now I get what I want
since you've been gone
how can I put it you put me on
I even fell for that stupid love song yah yah
since you've been gone
how come I never hear you say I just want to be with you.
Guess you never felt that way
but since you've been gone I can breath for the
first time I’m still movin on yah yah
thanks to you now I get I get what I want
since you've been gone
you had your chance you blew it out of sight
out of mind shut your mouth I just can't take it
again and again and again and again
since you've been gone
since you've been gone
I can breath for the first time
I'm still movin' on yah yah thanks
to you thanks to you now I get I get what I want
I can breath for the first time I'm still movin' on
yah yah thanks to you thanks to you now
I get I get you should know you should know
got to get I get what I want
since you've been gone you
since you've been gone you
since you've been gone you
“Great work” Maria smiled at me when I finished the song. It was a new one and I wasn’t sure if it was going to work on the new record but so far everyone had loved it.
“Thanks” Liz nodded.
“Michael and I are going to grab some Thai before heading home do you want to come?” she asked.
“Um no, thanks though” I didn’t feel like being a third or a fifth wheel tonight which is what I would have ultimately been if I said yes.
“You sure?” Alex asked.
“Positive” I told them “Get out of here” I smiled.
The four of them hesitated at the door before looking back at me. They were great friends and I am so lucky to have them.
When they all walked out I finally let my smile fade and I was once again alone. The tears that I normally worked hard at keeping at bay fell freely as my fingers worked over the keys of the piano.
I was so involved in what I was listening to and feeling that I didn’t hear the door open or notice that Isabel had come back in.
“I’m sorry,” she says. I turn away quickly so I can wipe the tears away.
“Um no that’s fine did you forget something?” I ask her.
“No” she shakes her head “I see through you, Liz,” she says quietly.
“What do you mean?” I ask.
“I see how much you’re hurting even though you’re trying to pretend your ok” she tells me.
“I am ok, Isabel” I tell her. I know I’m not, in fact I’m sinking so deep that right now I don’t know if anyone can save me from drowning.
“I’m here for you, we all are,” she tells me and I know that she means it, they all do. They’ve reached out to me on countless times but living in my own little cocoon is easier for me and for them because if they even caught one glimpse of how ok I’m not then they would force my walls down and right now I couldn’t deal with that.
“I know, thank you” I tell her.
“Liz” she sighs “Are you sure there isn’t something that you want to tell me” she adds looking down my body to my abdomen. I knew it was only a matter of time before my baggy clothes would no longer conceal it.
“I need to get home,” I tell her standing up. I can’t do this here; I can’t do this with her.
“Liz” she pleads following me as I quickly grab my stuff and flee the studio.
I turn around to face her; I can’t stand to know I’ve let her down. She has been my rock over the past six months and I love her for it.
“I can’t do this” I say my eyes filled with tears “Please don’t make me do this with you, here” I beg her.
I see right away that she understands how close to the edge I truly am and she lets me take a step backwards.
“Hey Liz, Izzy” a voice interrupts.
“Hi Brian” Izzy smiles.
Brian is our manager, a great one at that but we have a history and it makes me uncomfortable being around him.
“Hi” I say “Listen I have to go so I’ll see you guys bright and early tomorrow” I tell them before turning and rushing away. I can still here Brian’s voice asking Isabel if I’m okay in the background but I force myself to keep walking.
***
I walk into my dark apartment and the lonliness I am constantly running from settles over me like a blanket. I dread turning the lights on and seeing the same emptiness that has greeted me for months now. I long to go back on the road so I don’t have to deal with that but I know that wont be happening anytime soon.
Leaving the lights off I walk through the apartment and into the bedroom and turn the light on in there. I shed my clothes and look at my body in the mirror. The slight swell of my abdomen is clearly visible and I rest a hand there gently. It’s only when I’m alone like this that I acknowledge what is happening to me and that is a few months time I’m going to be a mother. I’m going to be a mother and I am not prepared. I have no idea what I’m doing or how I’m going to do this on my own.
I walk into the bathroom and stop when I smell it. It’s him. My bathroom still smells like him. After four months and twenty days my bathroom still smells like him.
I slide down the tiles and finally let the sobs take over my body. I cry for the heart ache I feel that he’s gone and I cry for the baby I’m carrying and that because of me that their life is going to be ruined and I mostly cry because it’s all my fault.
***
Isabel
After Liz flees the studio and I finally escape Brian’s questions I meet up with Maria, Michael and Alex at the Thai restaurant around the corner from the house the four of us share.
When Alex told me about the record deal Flammable got and asked me to come to New York with him I never hesitated but now that I see how much this is costing the people we love I have to wonder whether it’s all worth it.
Flammable have made it big over the past two years, they’re records have gone platinum and their concerts now sell out in the first half an hour. It’s a sweet life now that they’ve hit the big time and now that’s happened they can sit back and record and cut back on touring.
“Is she ok?” Alex asks me as I slide in next to him. Liz might think that her act is Oscar Winning but it isn’t. We all see that she’s hurting but none of us know what to do to make it go away.
“No” I shake my head. I stand up again then, there is no way I should be sitting down and eating Thai when my best friend is falling apart in front of my eyes.
“In fact I need to go over there,” I tell them.
“Not without us” Maria objects, “We’ve all tried Iz and none of us are getting through maybe we should all try together” she suggests.
I watch Alex nod his head agreeing with her before I watch Michael turn and shake his head that he doesn’t.
“Only one person can fix this,” he says quietly.
“Yeah well he’s not here” I say sadly.
“Well maybe it’s time we call him” Alex pipes up. We have avoided ringing him for months now, we pretend that everything is fine every time he rings but it’s not.
I sit back down defeated. “I don’t know if he’ll care” I whisper. He doesn’t ever mention her, its as though she doesn’t exist and that what they had never happened.
“We have to try” Alex said.
“Call him Isabel” Maria says reaching over to pass me her mobile phone.
I shake my head “Not here” I tell them.
We place an order for takeaway and we leave the restaurant. I wait until I’m in the car before dialling the familiar number.
Max
I run into my apartment throwing my bag on the ground when I hear the phone ringing.
“Hello” I answer panting.
“Max” says the voice quietly on the other end. It takes me a few minutes to work out it’s my sister, she doesn’t sound like her normal happy self.
“Izzy? What’s wrong?” I ask. I look at my watch and realise with the time difference it must be close to ten in New York not late by Isabel’s standards but her voice is a dead give away.
I hear her sigh in the phone “What’s wrong your scaring me?” I tell her.
“It’s Liz,” she says.
That one word says it all and I feel my entire body tense. We haven’t spoken that name in five months and I wish she hadn’t spoken it now. I move so that I can sit down, I feel my legs weakening underneath me.
“Please don’t do this,” I say. It’s been a tough five months but I’m finally at a place where I feel like I’m not going to cry when I think about her.
“I have to” she says.
I here some rustling then before I hear Michaels voice “Maxwell” he greets me.
“What Isabel is to chicken to say is that you need to get your butt on a flight to New York now” Michael tells me.
I am about to object and tell Michael that there is no way I’m getting on a plane and going anywhere.
“I mean it, this is serious,” his voice says and I freeze because if it’s serious enough for my best friend Michael Guerin to ring and tell me its serious it’s already reached urgent.
“What’s wrong with her?” I demand then.
“We have a few ideas but I think you should come back and find out yourself,” he says.
“Michael if this is some plan of you guys to get us back together then save it” I sigh.
Michael scoffs on the other end “We got the message, Maxwell” he says.
TBC......