A terrific story written by Ash.
Note: This story is told from Sheridan's point of view. It's awesome!
It�s been 2 years since he�s been gone.
Sometimes I find myself staring at the door of the cottage hoping that he would somehow walk through those doors and take me in his strong arms.
Of course, that is when I wake up in a pool of sweat in my huge bed screaming out his name again and again.
I had a feeling that life was too good to be true. Yet again I even became blind to all of the signs.
The Queen of Pessimism.
Can you blame me though?
I know you�ve been in love at least once in your life. So, quit shaking your head at me as you read this. This isn�t your average love story and it�s definitely not your fairy tale ending.
Everyone dreams of being born into privilege. It was never what it was all cracked up to be.
Your probably shaking your head again thinking that this is just a poor little rich girl whining.
Well, if that is what you think than stop reading this story! Although, I know you�re an avid reader so if you want to know the truth keep on reading.
*I keep on fallin in and out of love
With you
Sometimes I love you
Sometimes you make me feel blue*
Our love didn�t really start out so happy and lovey dovey. You already know that story though.
We got the quick recap of course. It took us year to find our love for one another.
Not a Drug Cartel, a fumbled FBI mission, or even death could tear us apart.
Even after all of that, our love continued to blossom and grow like none other.
We had our beautiful double wedding and our luxurious honeymoon to Spain.
Now it was time for us to come home and begin our new lives as Mr. & Mrs. Lopez-Fitzgerald.
I�ll have to admit being a cop�s wife is a bigger job than I expected. Sitting up on those late nights wondering whether or not you were going to get a call saying something happened to him or he would walk through the door and kiss you.
Eventually you got used to it but sometimes you didn�t. This was what I wanted though and I knew I wouldn�t want it any other way.
*Sometimes I feel good
At times I feel used
Oh baby darling
Makes me so confused*
Slipping on my long leather coat, I drove my car into town. I made this trip once a month. Each time it never really gets an easier. I just wished it wasn�t so far away.
Parking my car in the parking lot, I see the long bus across the way.
Every month for the past two years I�ve ridden that bus and for the first ten minutes I always contemplate whether or not I�m going to get back in my car and drive away.
After I calm myself I finally walk over to the bus and get on plopping into the same seat I always do, close to the back.
Leaning my head back on to the dingy seat, I stare out the window watching the world pass by.
Being a long trip, I can never help the sleepiness that falls into my eyes. I always give in to the darkness experiencing the same nightmare every time.
*I keep on falling in and our
Of love
With you
I never love someone
The way that I love you*
~*~*~*~*~*~
�Luis where are you going?� She asked frantically grabbing at his arms.
�Sheridan, I have to do this! Julian and Alistar have caused enough pain for you in my lifetime and I can no longer stand for it.� He said gently pulling the door closed.
Sheridan stared out the window as she watched Luis walk towards the mansion. Everything was out of control and there was no way she could stop it anymore. Looking over at the small case in the living room, she noticed one of the guns missing from its place.
�No.� Sheridan whispered.
Running out the door, she finally caught up with him. �Luis, please give me the gun!�
Luis stopped, �Go back to the cottage. Coming with me isn�t safe.�
�No, you can�t do this my father will kill you! No questions asked!�
�GO BACK!�
Sheridan was startled by the outburst, �Ok; I�ll go back.�
Luis didn�t say anything as he continued his pursuit. Sheridan waited until he disappeared inside the mansion when she followed him through the doors.
The whole mansion was dark which left her with a very scared feeling.
The only light that shown was from under the door of her brother�s library. Placing her ear up against the door, all she could her was muffled voices.
�Maybe they went somewhere else.� She thought backing away from the door.
The voices behind the door then rose and all of sudden two gunshots rang out into the air.
Nothing stopped her from slamming the door open.
�Oh my God! Luis!�
~*~*~*~*~*~
�Ms.? Were here now you can wake up.� A voice whispered into my air.
�Oh thank you very much.� I said picking up the long stemmed white rose that lay next to me.
My first stop was the cemetery.
Walking in front of his grave was such a hard thing to do, I don�t know why but I cried every time.
Dropping to my knees on the damp grass, I gently laid the flower on top of the headstone. Placing my fingers on my lips, I left a small kiss on the ground.
�Oh God.� I mutter before letting the tears fall. Letting my head fall into my hands, I just cried and cried.
*I never felt this way
How do you give me so much pleasure?
Cause me so much pain
Just when I think
I take more than would a fool
I keep fallin back in love with you*
All of the women walked in a straight line, through the metal detector. They checked our purses and they checked us.
I always felt like a criminal when they ran that metal detector up and around our clothes.
I got smart after the first year, remembering not to wear any metal jewelry. Everyone would stare me as I took off all of my rings and accessories.
Trust me you never get used to visiting a prison.
No woman in her right mind should have to visit this place.
*I keep on fallin in and out
Of love
With you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you*
The security guard leads me over to the booth in the far corner.
My heart always seems to stop right before I see him come out through the gates that they keep him locked up like an animal.
He sits down in front of me. The only thing that separates us is a thick piece of glass.
Finally, I pick up the dirty black telephone that gives me my only communication with him.
�I was denied parole again. I don�t go back up for another couple of months.� That was the first thing he said to me.
�You need to shave.� I whisper. This got him a little smile.
It so hard to talk about what happened and why he�s here because we both know the truth. He should be home with me.
�I miss you.�
All I can do is nod my head, �I know.�
�Sher, I don�t how many times I can tell you this but I�m sorry.�
�You don�t have to be.�
�But I am.�
�Time is almost up Number 6!� The guard yells.
Placing my hand on the small glass, he lays his head up against the other side of the glass.
Before I hang up the phone all I can push out is, �I love you Luis.�
The guard finally comes to escort back to his temporary home until they hopefully someday release him.
Nothing ever stops him from staring at me as he walks back.
His phones lays off the hook.
I always stare at the place he was sitting at before and I finally muster the strength to leave. Knowing I couldn�t see him again for another month.
*I keep on fallin in and out
Of love
With you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
I�m on fallin in and out
Of love
With you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
I�m on fallin in and out
Of love
With you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you*
My last stop before I re-board that bus for another long journey home. I head back to headstone I sat at earlier.
Seeing the small white rose already beginning to die, I sat back down in front on the headstone fingering the small letters engraved on it.
~*~
Alistar Nicholas Crane
�He was a powerful man whom will always remember for his strength and dignity.�
~*~
Finally I stand up, staring at the headstone one last time I can only think of a few words to say to my dear Father.
�I hope it hurt.�
The End!!
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