Coming Home To You

Category: M&M
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own a thing!
Summary: My spin on what I'd have liked to have seen happen when Maria returned from Vermont with Liz and Max.
Author's Note: This is set after the S3 episodes Panacea and Chant Down Babylon. This is slightly AU so if things don't add up, just use your imagination. ;)


Maria was lost in thought on the bus ride home from Vermont. Seated behind Max and Liz she tuned out their whispered chattering and gazed out of the window at the passing scenery. The only thing she could think about was Michael and how she had felt when he had called her and told her about Isabel getting shot and everything else that was happening back in Roswell. Relief had flooded her body as soon as he had confirmed he was okay and while maybe physically he was fine, she knew that this would be hitting him hard. Losing Max was hard enough but losing Isabel too in such a short space of time would have finished him.

All Maria wanted to do now was find him and hold him in her arms, listen to the beating of his heart to reassure herself that he was definitely okay, physically at least. The other stuff they could deal with later. Thinking about how things had ended between them before she had left for New York made her wince. She knew it was going to take some convincing to get Michael to believe that he was what she wanted but she was determined to do it. She had nothing but time.

Closing her eyes Maria fell asleep thinking about what would happen once she was back in Roswell and hopefully back in Michael’s arms.


“Are you sure you don’t mind closing up?”

Michael nodded. “It’s fine, Mr P. There’s not much left to do so it shouldn’t take me too long.”

“Thanks Michael. I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon then. G’night.”

“Night.” He watched as the older man headed upstairs before he went back into the kitchen.

Maria had been standing on the other side of the street for about five minutes when she saw him walk through the door into the main dining area and start lifting the chairs up onto the tables. Knowing how well he could sense whenever she was around, she stood watching him from her position for a little while longer, not wanting to alert him to her presence just yet although there was a strong chance he’d already felt her.

A moment later Maria crossed the street and now stood outside the plate glass window and waited for him to realise she was there. From the way Michael’s shoulders tensed she knew the exact moment he had figured it out and she couldn’t help smiling slightly. It was reassuring to know that their connection was still intact as she hadn’t been completely sure whether their break-up had affected it.

Watching as Michael turned to face her Maria held her breath as his eyes took her in. It felt as though he was imprinting her into his brain after their time apart. As he slowly made his way towards the door she released the breath she had been holding and seeing him take a step back after he had turned the key, she knew that the next move was hers and so let her feet carry her closer to the door.

She could feel his eyes watching her intently as she came closer and opened the door. Their eyes locked as she crossed the threshold and stood in front of him. Without thinking her hand reached out to touch his chest before placing the flat of it over his heart and a second later she released a sigh of relief. Sensing that he wanted to say something she moved her hand from where it rested on his chest and brought it up to caress his cheek. When he leaned into her touch Maria felt like screaming with joy. She had really thought he would stop her before she got too close to him but now he had closed his eyes she didn’t know what to do. As she concentrated on his face she could see the inner struggle being played out and he looked.....hell he looked good. He always looked good and not being able to resist him any longer she stood on her tiptoes and covered his lips with her own.

Michael’s eyes flew open at the first touch of her lips on his and Maria found herself looking into his beautiful rich chocolate pools. She loved kissing him with her eyes open so she could see the different expressions dancing across his handsome features as they got lost in their kisses. Reluctantly breaking the kiss she looked at him a moment longer before wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him tightly to her. All thoughts disappeared from her mind when she felt his arms wrap around her waist and hold her close, his head lowering to rest in the nook between her neck and shoulder.

They stood there for some time just holding on tightly to each other. After a while Maria moved back a little so she could once again look into his face and seeing all the love he felt for her etched there, she moved forward again and captured his lips with her own. This time there was no hesitation on Michael’s part and he kissed her back passionately. Bringing his hands up from where they rested on her waist he cradled her face between his palms before entangling them in her silky soft hair.

Without breaking the kiss Michael reached out a hand and blindly felt around for the key that was still in the door and finding it he turned it, locking them in. He started to walk Maria backwards and once they were in front of the counter he gently picked her up and placed her on it so he was standing between her legs. Her hands were tangled in his hair as she kissed him back. A second later he picked her up again and smiled when he felt her legs wrap around his waist. Carrying her to a booth at the rear of the restaurant he sat her down on the table. His hands tilted her head back as he began releasing all of his pent up frustration by kissing her hard and deep.

Maria moaned into his mouth as she kissed him back just as hard as he was kissing her, taking the opportunity to suck on his tongue and savour his unique spicy taste. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts as she relished the fact that Michael hadn’t pushed her away but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t. Without realising it she had tightened her hold on him and pulled him in closer.

Dropping his hands Michael placed them on Maria’s hips and he pulled her forwards and she couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her lips when his hardened length came into contact with her. Breaking the kiss she looked into his eyes and could see how much he wanted her and grabbing the front of his shirt she pulled him down so she could kiss him again. As they once again got lost in the kiss she let her hands drop down to stroke against the hard bulge and she couldn’t help smiling into his mouth as he growled into hers. Pulling out of the kiss he trailed hot wet kisses all along her jaw and throat before settling on her neck and sucking hard on the soft skin.

One of Maria’s hands stroked and massaged the back of his neck while with her other she started to unbutton his jeans but before she could they were interrupted.

“Michael? What are you still doing here?” Jeff Parker asked as he came through the door. Seeing Maria he smiled. “Maria, what are you doing back from New York?”

Grateful that Maria had pulled his T-shirt down over his...uh...problem, he ran his hands through his hair before muttering, “So Liz isn’t the only Parker with really bad timing,” under his breath. Maria just about managed to hold in her giggles.

“Sorry, what was that?”

“ said I was just finishing up when Maria arrived. We were...catching up on things.”

Mr Parker couldn’t help smiling at the pair of sprung teenagers. “So I noticed. Look, why don’t you two get out of here. There’s not really anything left that needs doing and if there is I’ll do it in the morning.”

“Well, if you’re sure...”

“Come on Michael,” Maria interrupted. “Thanks Mr P. We really appreciate this.”

“You’re welcome but if I ever need an extra pair of hands for anything....”

“You got it. See you later, Mr P.” Maria dragged Michael by the hand through to the back room so he could collect his stuff from his locker and as soon as he had, they were outside standing beside his bike.

Shuffling his feet on the gravel Michael quietly asked, “ am I taking you?”

Tilting her head to one side, she replied, “Well, since I’ve already been home and dropped off my bags, sounds good but if you don’t.....”

“No! My place is fine.” Looking at her outfit which consisted of a short black skirt, a red sweater and her three-quarter length leather coat he asked, “Is taking the bike okay or should we walk?”

Maria smiled at his thoughtfulness. “The bike will be fine.”

Giving her a nod, Michael retrieved the spare crash helmet and handed it to her before straddling the bike and starting the engine. Before putting on the helmet and getting on the bike, Maria stood there for a moment watching him and she bit her lip at the sexy picture he made. She couldn’t wait to get back to his place to pick up where they’d left off.

Turning his head towards her, he gave her a confused look as he waited for her to get on. Finally he asked, “What’s up? Have you changed your mind about coming back to the apartment?”

His voice brought her out of her thoughts which were starting to get a little steamy. “No, no I haven’t. I was just thinking, that’s all.”

“About what?”

Instead of answering him verbally she blushed which gave him all the answer he needed and he gave her his trademark smirk. “C’mon then, let’s get going.”

Giving him a smile, she quickly put the helmet on and mounted the bike wrapping her arms around his waist and holding him tightly. He smiled and before moving off placed one of his hands over hers and gave them a squeeze.

The ride to the apartment was over quickly and before they knew it they were standing outside the front door. Inserting his key into the lock, Michael paused and looked over at Maria. “I can’t believe I’m going to say this but I think we should talk. I just don’t want there to be any misunderstandings and....”

Moving closer to him, she placed a finger over his lips. “There won’t be,” she told him confidently. Inching even closer to him she seized his bottom lip between her lips and sucked on it for a moment before tugging on it gently with her teeth.

Not being able to resist a moment longer he kissed her long and hard which resulted in leaving her breathless. “Okay then,” he said pulling back with a small smile and turning the key in the lock. Pushing open the door he inwardly groaned at the sight of Max and Liz all huddled up on his couch. On the one hand he was happy to see Max was okay and back to himself but on the other he wanted his apartment all to himself.

Hearing the door open Max looked up and saw Michael enter and was a little surprised to see Maria following behind. Seeing those only too familiar intense expressions on the other couple’s faces he whispered something in Liz’s ear and a second later they were on their feet. “Hey Michael, are you okay?”

Michael gave him a crooked smile before replying, “Yeah, I am. What about you? Is everything okay?”

Max nodded. “Yeah, back to normal.....or whatever the hell normal is. Thanks for, you know, taking care of Isabel and what happened here.”

“No problem. I’m just glad she’s okay although I don’t think we can say the same for her and Jesse’s relationship.” Michael ran a hand over his face before saying, “Actually Maxwell, would you mind if we talked about everything tomorrow. It’s been a long day.”

“Sure.” Turning to Liz he said, “Do you feel like taking a drive before going home to face the music?”

Liz smiled and nodded her head yes. “Yeah, who knows when Dad will let me out after tonight.” Looking at Maria she said, “I’ll talk to you later, okay.”

“Okay. Bye guys.”

After the four teens had said their goodbyes Michael and Maria were stood watching each other intently and without knowing who made the first move, they found themselves fused together kissing passionately, arms holding on tightly to each other. For now it looked like talking was going to take a backseat.

They kissed for what felt like an eternity before Michael gently pulled back and broke the kiss, his breath coming in pants. Running a hand through his hair, he never took his eyes off of Maria’s face and was paying particular attention to her kiss-swollen lips. He watched as she took a step closer to him and made to kiss him again. His inner voice sounded and without thinking he raised a hand and placed a finger over her lips halting her movements.

“Michael?” She kissed his fingertip before he moved it away.

“I think we should have that talk now, Maria, ‘cos if we kiss again I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop,” he admitted.

“I don’t want you to stop,” she told him honestly. “I want this to happen and I’m pretty sure you do too.”

“I do but after what happened last time we were together I.....I just need to be clear on where we stand, that’s all.”

Maria nodded in understanding. “Okay, that makes sense but I think I should be the one to go first. Can I?”

“Sure,” he replied and taking her hand he led her over to the couch where they sat down and made themselves comfortable.

Turning so she was sitting facing him, Maria took one of his hands in hers and rubbed her thumb back and forth across his knuckles. Looking into his eyes, she said, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for walking away from you and for what I said to you after we slept together. I didn’t mean it and to be honest I don’t really know why I even said it because we’ll always be linked. When I was in New York all I could think about was you and how I wished you were with me.” Feeling the threat of tears she closed her eyes for a moment and took a couple of deep breaths.

Michael kept his eyes trained on Maria’s face and couldn’t help smiling at her words. It had hurt hearing her tell him their lives were no longer linked and so her telling him now that she hadn’t meant it was worth everything. Without thinking, he reached out his free hand and cupped her cheek in his palm before wiping away a stray tear with his thumb.

Feeling his hand on her face, Maria slowly opened her eyes and saw his look of concern which caused all of her suppressed emotions to bubble to the surface and escape in an uncontrollable sob. She threw her arms around his neck and held him tightly as her body was wracked with her cries.

“Hey, hey, shhh it’s gonna be okay,” he soothed, rubbing one of his hands up and down her back. His other hand was wrapped around her waist holding her close to him.

“I.....I’m sor.....”

“No, don’t say that again,” he interrupted. Loosening his hold on her, Michael pushed her away slightly so that he could look into her face which was now streaked with her tears. “You’ve already apologised and that’s enough, okay? I guess deep down I knew you didn’t mean what you said that day but it still hurt to hear it. I’m not going to lie and say it didn’t. But I’m also not going to make you apologise for it over and over when it’s clear you’re sorry.”

“I am sor.....”

He smiled at her before interrupting again. “Nuh huh, what did I just say? Look, you’re sorry about that and I’m sorry for all the things I’ve done in the past that have hurt you so in my book that makes us quits. Agreed?”

Maria’s hands moved from where they rested on his shoulders to either side of his face and inching closer to him, she mated their foreheads together and smiled back at him. “Agreed.”

They continued to stare into each other’s eyes before slowly closing them and sealing their agreement with a soft kiss.

“So, what do you want to do now?” Michael asked after he had broken the kiss and was sitting back on the couch with his arms wrapped around Maria.

Resting her head on his chest, she replied, “Could to bed and just hold each other? I think you’re right about not rushing into anything plus I’m so tired. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep for weeks.”

Kissing the top of her head, he smiled. “That sounds good. Do you want to have a bath or a shower first?”

Lifting her head off his chest, she looked up at him. “Why? Do I smell bad?” she teased.

“No, you always smell great. I just know how much you like to be clean before going to bed.”

“Yeah I do, but I’m just so tired. I think everything that’s been happening has caught up with me and I just want to sleep. Maybe we could have a bath later,” she suggested wiggling her eyebrows and making Michael laugh in the process.

“I’ll hold you to that. C’mon then, let’s go and get some sleep.” Getting up from the couch, he then reached down and grabbed Maria’s hands and pulled her up. Keeping hold of one of her hands he led her into his bedroom.

Maria stood and watched as Michael picked up scattered items of clothing off the bed and floor and placed them on his chair.

“Sorry about the mess. I....uh.....I wasn’t expecting......” he trailed off.

She walked over to him and stroked her fingers back and forth on his arm. “It’s okay. I think cleaning has been the last thing on your mind.....wait a second, it’s always the last thing on your mind.”

“You little brat. Wait till I get my hands on you.” He couldn’t help being grateful to her for the way she easily lessened the tension he had felt a second ago.

“Promises promises.” He laughed at her seductive tone and spanked her lightly on her ass, laughing louder at her response.

“Do you want me to find you something to sleep in?” He raised an eyebrow when she mumbled something before blushing and looking down at the floor.

“What was that, Maria?”

“I....uh.....I said no. I want to feel your skin against mine while you’re holding me,” she told him continuing to look down. “I’d understand though if it’s too soon for that.”

Bringing his hand up, he placed a couple of fingers under her chin and tilted her head back so he could look into her face. “I want to feel your skin against mine too. I need to feel you close to me....again.” Bending down, he covered her lips with his and kissed her long and hard and when they broke the kiss, they were both desperately breathing in air.

Without another word spoken, they slowly began undressing each other, occasionally pausing to kiss and touch the newly exposed skin. When they were both completely naked, Michael again took Maria’s hand and led her over to the bed and pulling back the covers, gestured for her to get in which she did. Walking around the bed to his side, he got in and then gently pulled her close to him. Her head was resting on his chest and one of her legs was thrown over his. One of his arms was wrapped around her waist while the other was softly stroking and playing with her hair.

“I’ve missed this,” he whispered.

“I’ve missed this much,” she whispered back before placing a kiss on his chest, over his heart.

He picked up her hand which was resting on his chest and he placed a kiss in her palm. “Try and get some sleep, okay?”

“Okay, you too.”

They snuggled together and not long after they were both sleeping soundly and dreaming happily for the first time in weeks.

The End


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