Rating: PG

Summery: Maria's opinion on Michael

Catagory: M/M

Spoliers: Up to Destiny

Disclaimer: M-A-R-I-A. Nope, still not mine.

Notes: Companion piece to Pieces of a Whole.

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I have a strange circle of friends. And whether they admit it or not, they all are my friends. We all know something that ties us all together.

I love Alex. He’s defiantly one of my favorite people. He always tries so hard to take care of me and Liz. And Isabel, when she lets him. I know he hides his own hurts to protect us. I don’t like it, but he won’t talk to me about it. Maybe he talks to Liz. I hope so.

Alex is Safety.

Perfect Liz Parker, my best friend since forever. Its a pretty strange friendship, I’ll admit that. She’s so calm and logical, and I’m so...not. She forces me to look at things I’d rather avoid, and I help her come out of shell sometimes.

Liz is Rationality.

Max Evans, well, I don’t really know what he is. He is my friend, but it seems like he hangs out with me because I hang out with Liz. Poor boy, she is still avoiding him. and he hates it.

Max is Yearning.

Isabel and Tess aren’t too particularly fond of me. I know why, its because I wasn’t supposed to be a part of this. It was supposed to four, not eight. They push me away when I try to talk to them. But I see it in their eyes that they want to be friends, but they don’t know how.

Isabel and Tess are Fear and Loneliness.

I’ve known Kyle forever, and he knows almost as much about me as Liz does. But I don’t have to be Liz’s Maria around him. I can be Hurricane DeLuca. He thinks I’m tough, and I am.

Kyle is Strength.

Michael...well, he’s Michael. I don’t think even Isabel understands completely, but she probably comes the closest. Maybe its because she loved him in her last lifetime. I know more about him then they do, and it seems like they prefer being blind to finding out the truth.

Here’s what I know about Michael.

Even though he seems reckless and completely without impulse control, he does it to keep the others from getting hurt. If he jumps into a situation before Max can get wind of it, the others won’t have to get involved. Like that time he went to meet Topolsky. He didn’t want me to find out about it, and he really didn’t want me to go with him. He yelled at me that night on our way back. He said I could’ve been killed, and that I should’ve run when he told me to. He wanted to keep me Safe.

He’s an odd mix of dreamer and realist, did you know that? He believes so hard in some things that might never happen, like him getting to go “home.” But he’ll turn around and laugh at me when I tell him I believe there are fairies. Why not? Aliens exist, don’t they? I don’t want him to give up his dreams, but I would like to know that he is aware they might not come true. Rationality is a hard line to walk.

There are the nights when he crawls through my window and pulls me close to him. I just hold on as hard as I can to try and stop the shaking. He has nightmares about Hank, or about nobody wanting him, or about me leaving him. There is so little I can do. I share his Yearning for family, for a place to belong.

He tends to lash out at people. Almost everybody he meets think he has a serious attitude problem. I think he is scared. If he gets too attached, he can’t leave. He always looks at me with this weird expression on his face. He sees me sometimes as something to Fear. An attachment. But I see the Loneliness he fights too, and so I stay. And so does he.

Tess thinks he is the strongest of all of them, because he fights against the ties he has with the human portion of the Pod Squad. He doesn’t think we should be here either. He accepts his alien side. But he doesn’t know how to handle the human part of him, like his heart. That makes him weak. When it comes to being human, I am his Strength.

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