Title:
Author:Kirinaj@yahoo.com

Disclaimer:The characters and concepts aren't mine,
they belong to Coppola and Co. No copyright infringement
intended.

Story:Cade/Eddie (PG)

Authors Note(s):
This is just a rambling thoughts piece possibly
to be part of a series. I'm really only writing
it for my own amusement. It's First Wave set in
season 1. It's a pre-slash prologue type-piece but
if you're not slash friendly I suggest you stop
reading now.

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By: Kirinaj@yahoo.com

I trust people too easily, that's my problem,
that's a laugh. Here I am Crazy Eddie Nambulous, a naieve
paranoid. I really don't get it you know. I believe
him. I believe in him. I trust him with my life and
I have the sneaking suspicion that I'd follow him into
hell, follow him anywhere he asked. I just met him
what in the hell am I thinking. Maybe it's hero worship
I mean he's the twice blessed man, he's here to save
the human race.

Maybe it's the way he seemed to trust me, straight off
he had no reason to but he did unconditional trust. 
He came back for me in the factory, he gave up the orb
to save me. Kinda hard not to respond to something like
that. I begged him to go but he didn't wouln't leave
me there to die he barely knew me but he stayed anyway.

His eyes, I can't get his eyes out of my mind. They are
so intense, the way he looks at me when I talk, the
way he watches me his eyes so serious. He needs to smile
more, he's always so serious or sad or angry but when
he does smile it's like for one second everything around
him lights up and for one flash of light he lets go.
When his eyes lock onto mine, there's so much in those 
eyes that I have to look away have to break contact so 
that I don't drown there. I've never known anyone like 
him that's what's so special about him why he's the 
saviour Nostradamus spoke of.

And I nearly lost him, to some future that I'll probably
never get to see. I thought I was doing fine before he
came along. Had everything I needed but when I realised
that now I need him. He saved me and I didn't even know
that I needed saving.
He's beautiful his energy his light his spirit, his strength,
his incredible strength and he still looks to me. 
I wonder if he knows how much he means, to me, and to all
those people who don't yet know that they need him.
Someday I'll tell him.

Finis
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"You wanted a believer and I needed to believe."
AMANDA MARSHALL (Why don't you love me?)

"The masthead of Crazy Eddie's webpage says "Believe the
Unbelievable." If anyone ever needed a believer, it's me."
Cade Foster