Title : Magic
Author : Tirduj
Disclaimer : not mine, either characters and song
Note : that's my first fic, english is not my first 
language, hope you'll like it though.
Thanks to RPCrazy/Anne, mon amie, for your help, your 
support and ..all.

<<Though I've tried before to tell her Of the feelings 
I have for her in my heart>>

I hang up the phone, once more I don't find the guts to 
tell her my feelings.

"Coward!" I yell to myself and to the empty house. I 
recall the phone call I just made. That and the many 
other times I kept my mouth closed when I was craving 
to tell her. Tell her what, anyway, that I love her?  
No it's bigger, it's greater, it's more intense than 
that. I won't say that she's my soulmate because I 
don't believe in that crap, but she's definitely 
something to me. She's...the one who knows me, the one 
who doesn't need to ask me how I'm doing because she 
knows it just by looking me straight in the eye. 
Sometimes it's even annoying. Well here I am chatting 
with myself, I'd better tell that to her but I can't.

"That's it John, you're a f**king COWARD!"

<<Everytime that I come near her I just lose my 
nerve As I've done from the start>>

I head for the kitchen still thinking about Monica. 
Lately being with her all week has become very 
painful. I spent the last few days trying to forget 
about my feelings for her, to stop staring at her 
and to hold back my hands. As I open the fridge I 
try to remember when all that started. Things were 
not that bad before, or maybe I was just blind. I 
look desperately in the fridge for a beer. 

"Shit !... I *need* a beer."  I take my leather 
jacket, grab my car keys and leave that empty house.

<<Every little thing she does is magic Everything 
she do just turns me on>>

Outside, a cold wind makes me shiver. I zip up my 
jacket but I feel something poke my thumb.  I look 
down and see the paper clip Monica used to fix the 
zip a few weeks ago. I was struggling with it when 
she laughed and said 'guess you just broke it' and 
then she walked to me with this paper clip in her 
hand  'let me fix it' . Actually I would let her do 
anything at this very moment. I never kid with a 
dangerous armed woman. That time was a rough time 
though, she was so close and yet so far.

<<Even though my life before was tragic Now I know 
my love for her goes on>>

As I drive to my favorite bar in DC, my mind goes on 
running: the way we met, the way we became friends. 
It has always amazed me that whatever she makes me 
remember, Luke and all that ordeal, I know that I 
will always love her. That must be because she was 
the only light I saw, she was the only person I 
could have stand next to me without getting angry.

<<Do I have to tell the story Of the thousand 
rainy days since we first met
It's a big enough umbrella But it's always me that 
ends up getting wet>>

I find a place to park far away from the bar's door 
and it's raining. I glance to the back seat. "No 
umbrella of course." Barbara used to tell me that... 
no I'd better not go there. I sigh heavily, get out 
of the car and run as fast as possible. Waste of 
effort, I'm soaked in less that five seconds.  I 
finally enter the bar.

<<I resolved to call her up a thousand times a day 
And ask her if she'll marry me in some old fashioned 
way>>

I sit and order a beer. Maybe I should just say 
something like, 'Monica, your theory makes no sense, 
are you going to put it in the report?.. and Will 
you marry me?'. I'm sure her expression would be 
priceless! I chuckle and take a sip of my beer that 
was just brought by the waiter. 

<<But my silent fears have gripped me Long before I 
reach the phone Long before my tongue has tripped 
me>>

Anyway, I'm so scared that even a little talk about 
cats and dogs left me speechless. I would begin to 
ask her but then I know I would end up asking a 
question about her neighbors, the last movie she saw 
or something else like if she has ever seen a 
duck-billed platypus. The kind of stupid things you 
say while sweating, talking to the person you love.

<<Must I always be alone>>

I finish my beer and I'm about to get up when I hear 
that song by Police: 'Every Little Thing She Does Is 
Magic'. I smile to myself, listening for a few 
seconds. As I get up I feel a hand on my shoulder and 
hear a well-known voice.

"Hey."

"Monica?!" I'm sure my voice almost breaks.

"Are you leaving?"

"No," I lie. "I was going to order another beer, 
wanna join me?"

She smiles widely, "Yeah."

FIN

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