FIC: Roswell New Mexico - Legacies 16/?
Summary: There comes a point when a blind eye can no longer be turned.
TITLE: Legacies
RATING: R (for language)
CHARACTERS: Alex Manes, Kyle Valenti, Michael Guerin, Max Evans, Isobel Evans, Liz Ortecho, Maria DeLuca, Jim Valenti, Jesse Manes, Mimi DeLuca
PAIRING: Alex/Michael
WARNINGS: Violence against teen-agers, Jesse Manes is his own warning.
AUTHOR: Melanie
Summary: There comes a point when a blind eye can no longer be turned.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
FEEDBACK: Please?
Legacies 16/?
Breakfast finally shows up with his morning nurse, runny scrambled eggs again, wheat toast with no butter (but a little cup of jam on the side) and some sort of yogurt parfait thing that if Isobel was in the room she would likely have already called dibs on and already snatched off his tray.
The nurse writes her name on his white board asks him a couple of distracted questions, barely waits for any of his answers and is gone just as quickly as she arrived.
It’s weird but Michael is hoping that her lack of interest means discharge in the next couple of days, though that also means becoming roomies with Kyle so maybe he’s okay with staying in the hospital until it’s time for college.
When he’s done eating he pushes the tray to the side and goes to get out of the bed, Max watches him with careful eyes as he does so. But whatever David did the night before has left him feeling closer to normal then he has for days.
“Should I get a wheelchair?” Max asks, though he doesn’t make any move to go get one.
“I’ve got two working legs,” Michael says and Max raises an eyebrow but doesn’t disagree with him, and at least he doesn’t snag the wheelchair on their way out the door to follow him down the hallway grumbling like the nurse had the previous day.
Kyle and a guy that looks vaguely familiar are standing right outside Alex’s room. He’s in civilian clothes but Michael hasn’t seen any guy with a haircut that short unless they were military or a questionable other type of organization.
“I was going to come and get you, did you hear?” Kyle asks and there’s a brightness in his eyes that Michael is sure he’s never seen before and probably doesn’t want to be seeing right now.
“Hear what?” Max asks, stepping right up next to Michael so they’re shoulder to shoulder. “Hi, I’m Max, this is Michael,” he says to the guy that Michael is fairly confident is Alex’s older brother Greg.
“Greg,” is confirmed and Michael has to force himself to not shrink back and hide behind Max at the way that Greg’s eyes focus on him.
Searching for all his faults and probably finding him extremely lacking as a prospective partner for Alex. “I’d give you the trite big brother speech but it kind of feels like it would be in bad taste considering the circumstances.”
“Kate Long woke up this morning,” Kyle interrupts.
“What about Rosa?” Max asks and Kyle shakes his head, the brightness dimming just a bit.
“Not yet, they’re doing a bunch of tests and stuff, but get this, Kate said they were attacked by some homeless looking guy in the desert and…” Kyle’s hands are waving around.
“It’s all hearsay from the nurses, so absolutely none of that has been confirmed,” Greg says shaking his head. “Though I guess I should be glad Alex is confined to the hospital or you two would be out there trying to impersonate the Hardy Boys.”
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Alex is glaring at his oatmeal when they file in, though at least it looks like he ate some of it. Probably trying to stave off nurses or doctors with needles in tow if he tried to send back another breakfast tray with barely anything eaten.
His expression cheers immeasurably when he sees Michael, then his brother right behind him. Greg stops on the other side of the bed while Michael goes around and pulls what he’s actually considering his chair close to the bed and making himself comfortable.
“Mom said you were coming but…” Alex is saying and he looks like he wants to be smiling but Michael knows he’s afraid of being too happy to see one of his brothers and then having them spout off their dads viewpoints at him while Alex isn’t really mentally able to defend himself.
“You’d rather I be here anyway, Flint is being an absolute dick and Clay is well,” Greg shrugs, “Clay is Clay. He’ll figure it out at some point I’m sure, hopefully we’re not all dead of old age by that point but….”
Alex just looks at him and Greg looks steadily back eyebrow arched just the tiniest bit; Alex’s mouth twitches and Greg grins at him.
“I’m going to go see if I can find mom,” Greg says, reaching out to tap Alex’s arm with two fingers, something in his expression darkens at the sight of the bruises lining Alex’s arms.
“See if she’ll tell you how Rosa is doing?” Alex asks, “I asked this morning and got the standard she’s still unconscious, then a long speech about worrying about my own health and to let the grownups worry about Rosa’s.”
Greg rolls his eyes but doesn’t say anything just spins out on his heel and heads out the door.
Alex sighs and reaches out a hand toward Michael, a soft smile curving his lips as Michael laces their fingers together and grins at him.
“Kate Long is awake,” Kyle finally says and Michael is proud of himself for not grumbling under his breath, especially since Kyle speaking has Alex focusing all his attention on him instead of Michael.
“Did she…” Alex starts then shakes his head, “your dad wouldn’t have been the one to question her.”
“No, he was in the room because they’re not sending anyone down from Albuquerque until the end of the week, so he had one of the deputies asking the question…”
“Lancer?” Alex asks and Michael exchanges looks with Max because he’d thought Greg had been kidding with the Hardy Boy’s comment.
“Can’t keep his mouth shut around a pretty girl at all,” Kyle nods and grins, “he was talking to one of the nurses after and he told her that Kate said Rosa saved her, that there was some creepy looking homeless man and he came after them, killed Jasmine and went after Kate and Rosa dragged him off her. She doesn’t know what happened after that but she said Rosa got her to one of the cars and he like ran them off the road or something.”
“Jesus,” Alex breathes and Michael doesn’t like the look on his face. It’s like he can see the ideas swirling around.
“You are confined to a hospital bed,” Michael says, because he feels like someone has to point it out or there’s a better then likely chance he’s going to come back one morning and Alex is going to be off haring about trying to solve a mystery or something.
“Kyle still has all four workable limbs,” Alex says waving a hand at where Kyle is nodding along. “And they’re probably going to make me start moving around soon…”
“I kind of think maybe that’s what they pay your dad and mom to do?” Max says pointedly, both Kyle and Alex both look at him with identical expressions of disbelief on their faces.
“Where’s your sense of adventure, man?” Kyle asks and Max just looks at him then looks over at Michael, eyes practically begging him for backup.
“I think our sense of adventure kind of took a nosedive out the window when, I don’t know, this crazy homeless guy killed Jasmine, almost killed Kate and Rosa and we don’t actually know what’s going on?” Michael drawls.
“Don’t you want to know what happened?” Alex asks softly.
“Yeah,” Michael says, squeezing his fingers, making sure Alex’s attention stays on him instead of flickering over to Kyle, “but I think I’m also okay reading about it in the newspaper or hearing about it on the news after they catch this guy.”
Alex blinks at him then smiles at him, beautifully wide and happiness sparking a light in his eyes.
“You’re worried about me,” he breathes, Michael wants to press his lips against the back of his hand, wants to lay his head on the bed and let Alex comb long fingers through his hair and stare at the smile until it’s time to sleep.
But he’s ever mindful of the way that Max and Kyle are watching them, he’s sure neither one of them would care, not anymore.
But it’s been literal days since Kyle has stopped being the homophobic douchey jock asshole that Michal has spent years going to school with, if it was just Max he wouldn’t care. But he’s not giving Kyle any ammunition that can be wielded in cruel ways after Kyle goes back to being the guy that Michael has gone through high school with.
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Liz ducks her head in and grins when she sees Alex awake, their fingers are just barely intertwined but he can see the way she wants to coo at them and manages to just bite it back.
“I wonder how long it’ll take for the nurses to decide there’s too many people in this room,” Maria says as she comes in, Isobel looks pale but put together and annoyed as she follows behind them.
“They wouldn’t let us see her,” she says, she leans into Max’s side. Michael realizes that he didn’t tell Max about David and his mom being in his room the previous night and has a brief fear that they mind whammied him into not saying anything.
He doesn’t think they’d do that, but they’re adults and most of the adults that he’s ever come into contact with like to make decisions for the kids under their control and spout off the ‘for your own good’ rhetoric to uphold their points.
Liz is perched on the other side of Alex’s bed, not touching him when Michael looks back.
“Kyle said Kate Long was talking though?” Alex is asking quietly and Michael squeezes the tips of his fingers. “I didn’t say anything about…”
“Yeah, she said Rosa saved her, that she would have been dead,” Liz lets out a loud breath through pursed lips. “Probably should be glad she didn’t throw Rosa under the bus and blame the whole thing on her regardless,” she says bitterly.
“Gossip not heard from Kate is that her and Jasmine were trying to get Rosa to buy them drugs and she told them to fuck off, that she didn’t do that anymore,” Maria says. She’s leaning against the wall, arms crossed over her chest and Michael is kind of surprised to see Kyle push himself to his feet, shifting away from the chair.
Maria huffs but slides into it without saying anything, a glance at Alex shows him looking at Kyle with approval.
“We should…” Alex starts and Maria laughs suddenly, all eyes focusing on her.
“I’m suddenly having flashbacks to 2nd grade, if Alex pulls out the steno notebook and Kyle pulls out the walkie talkies I just want everyone to know that I love and adore most of you but I’m out,” she mutters with a shrug.
“I’d forgotten all about that,” Liz laughs and Michael glances at Alex to see his cheeks flushed, “didn’t you guys make up business cards and everything?”
“I’m going to need to see these,” Michael says, he can’t picture the Alex he’s known these last couple of months being into that type of thing..
“I’m sure my dad junked that all that type of stuff, anything my mom was a fan of my dad made sure disappeared after she left,” he says quietly, shaking his head. Michael squeezes his fingers again both force Alex to look at him but also as a sign of support he hopes.
“I think I still have some,” Kyle says sheepishly, “I… you know it was our thing and…” he waves a hand but Michael doesn’t have the first clue what he could mean by it.
He’s not sure he wants to.
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TITLE: Legacies
RATING: R (for language)
CHARACTERS: Alex Manes, Kyle Valenti, Michael Guerin, Max Evans, Isobel Evans, Liz Ortecho, Maria DeLuca, Jim Valenti, Jesse Manes, Mimi DeLuca
PAIRING: Alex/Michael
WARNINGS: Violence against teen-agers, Jesse Manes is his own warning.
AUTHOR: Melanie
Summary: There comes a point when a blind eye can no longer be turned.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
FEEDBACK: Please?
Legacies 16/?
Breakfast finally shows up with his morning nurse, runny scrambled eggs again, wheat toast with no butter (but a little cup of jam on the side) and some sort of yogurt parfait thing that if Isobel was in the room she would likely have already called dibs on and already snatched off his tray.
The nurse writes her name on his white board asks him a couple of distracted questions, barely waits for any of his answers and is gone just as quickly as she arrived.
It’s weird but Michael is hoping that her lack of interest means discharge in the next couple of days, though that also means becoming roomies with Kyle so maybe he’s okay with staying in the hospital until it’s time for college.
When he’s done eating he pushes the tray to the side and goes to get out of the bed, Max watches him with careful eyes as he does so. But whatever David did the night before has left him feeling closer to normal then he has for days.
“Should I get a wheelchair?” Max asks, though he doesn’t make any move to go get one.
“I’ve got two working legs,” Michael says and Max raises an eyebrow but doesn’t disagree with him, and at least he doesn’t snag the wheelchair on their way out the door to follow him down the hallway grumbling like the nurse had the previous day.
Kyle and a guy that looks vaguely familiar are standing right outside Alex’s room. He’s in civilian clothes but Michael hasn’t seen any guy with a haircut that short unless they were military or a questionable other type of organization.
“I was going to come and get you, did you hear?” Kyle asks and there’s a brightness in his eyes that Michael is sure he’s never seen before and probably doesn’t want to be seeing right now.
“Hear what?” Max asks, stepping right up next to Michael so they’re shoulder to shoulder. “Hi, I’m Max, this is Michael,” he says to the guy that Michael is fairly confident is Alex’s older brother Greg.
“Greg,” is confirmed and Michael has to force himself to not shrink back and hide behind Max at the way that Greg’s eyes focus on him.
Searching for all his faults and probably finding him extremely lacking as a prospective partner for Alex. “I’d give you the trite big brother speech but it kind of feels like it would be in bad taste considering the circumstances.”
“Kate Long woke up this morning,” Kyle interrupts.
“What about Rosa?” Max asks and Kyle shakes his head, the brightness dimming just a bit.
“Not yet, they’re doing a bunch of tests and stuff, but get this, Kate said they were attacked by some homeless looking guy in the desert and…” Kyle’s hands are waving around.
“It’s all hearsay from the nurses, so absolutely none of that has been confirmed,” Greg says shaking his head. “Though I guess I should be glad Alex is confined to the hospital or you two would be out there trying to impersonate the Hardy Boys.”
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Alex is glaring at his oatmeal when they file in, though at least it looks like he ate some of it. Probably trying to stave off nurses or doctors with needles in tow if he tried to send back another breakfast tray with barely anything eaten.
His expression cheers immeasurably when he sees Michael, then his brother right behind him. Greg stops on the other side of the bed while Michael goes around and pulls what he’s actually considering his chair close to the bed and making himself comfortable.
“Mom said you were coming but…” Alex is saying and he looks like he wants to be smiling but Michael knows he’s afraid of being too happy to see one of his brothers and then having them spout off their dads viewpoints at him while Alex isn’t really mentally able to defend himself.
“You’d rather I be here anyway, Flint is being an absolute dick and Clay is well,” Greg shrugs, “Clay is Clay. He’ll figure it out at some point I’m sure, hopefully we’re not all dead of old age by that point but….”
Alex just looks at him and Greg looks steadily back eyebrow arched just the tiniest bit; Alex’s mouth twitches and Greg grins at him.
“I’m going to go see if I can find mom,” Greg says, reaching out to tap Alex’s arm with two fingers, something in his expression darkens at the sight of the bruises lining Alex’s arms.
“See if she’ll tell you how Rosa is doing?” Alex asks, “I asked this morning and got the standard she’s still unconscious, then a long speech about worrying about my own health and to let the grownups worry about Rosa’s.”
Greg rolls his eyes but doesn’t say anything just spins out on his heel and heads out the door.
Alex sighs and reaches out a hand toward Michael, a soft smile curving his lips as Michael laces their fingers together and grins at him.
“Kate Long is awake,” Kyle finally says and Michael is proud of himself for not grumbling under his breath, especially since Kyle speaking has Alex focusing all his attention on him instead of Michael.
“Did she…” Alex starts then shakes his head, “your dad wouldn’t have been the one to question her.”
“No, he was in the room because they’re not sending anyone down from Albuquerque until the end of the week, so he had one of the deputies asking the question…”
“Lancer?” Alex asks and Michael exchanges looks with Max because he’d thought Greg had been kidding with the Hardy Boy’s comment.
“Can’t keep his mouth shut around a pretty girl at all,” Kyle nods and grins, “he was talking to one of the nurses after and he told her that Kate said Rosa saved her, that there was some creepy looking homeless man and he came after them, killed Jasmine and went after Kate and Rosa dragged him off her. She doesn’t know what happened after that but she said Rosa got her to one of the cars and he like ran them off the road or something.”
“Jesus,” Alex breathes and Michael doesn’t like the look on his face. It’s like he can see the ideas swirling around.
“You are confined to a hospital bed,” Michael says, because he feels like someone has to point it out or there’s a better then likely chance he’s going to come back one morning and Alex is going to be off haring about trying to solve a mystery or something.
“Kyle still has all four workable limbs,” Alex says waving a hand at where Kyle is nodding along. “And they’re probably going to make me start moving around soon…”
“I kind of think maybe that’s what they pay your dad and mom to do?” Max says pointedly, both Kyle and Alex both look at him with identical expressions of disbelief on their faces.
“Where’s your sense of adventure, man?” Kyle asks and Max just looks at him then looks over at Michael, eyes practically begging him for backup.
“I think our sense of adventure kind of took a nosedive out the window when, I don’t know, this crazy homeless guy killed Jasmine, almost killed Kate and Rosa and we don’t actually know what’s going on?” Michael drawls.
“Don’t you want to know what happened?” Alex asks softly.
“Yeah,” Michael says, squeezing his fingers, making sure Alex’s attention stays on him instead of flickering over to Kyle, “but I think I’m also okay reading about it in the newspaper or hearing about it on the news after they catch this guy.”
Alex blinks at him then smiles at him, beautifully wide and happiness sparking a light in his eyes.
“You’re worried about me,” he breathes, Michael wants to press his lips against the back of his hand, wants to lay his head on the bed and let Alex comb long fingers through his hair and stare at the smile until it’s time to sleep.
But he’s ever mindful of the way that Max and Kyle are watching them, he’s sure neither one of them would care, not anymore.
But it’s been literal days since Kyle has stopped being the homophobic douchey jock asshole that Michal has spent years going to school with, if it was just Max he wouldn’t care. But he’s not giving Kyle any ammunition that can be wielded in cruel ways after Kyle goes back to being the guy that Michael has gone through high school with.
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Liz ducks her head in and grins when she sees Alex awake, their fingers are just barely intertwined but he can see the way she wants to coo at them and manages to just bite it back.
“I wonder how long it’ll take for the nurses to decide there’s too many people in this room,” Maria says as she comes in, Isobel looks pale but put together and annoyed as she follows behind them.
“They wouldn’t let us see her,” she says, she leans into Max’s side. Michael realizes that he didn’t tell Max about David and his mom being in his room the previous night and has a brief fear that they mind whammied him into not saying anything.
He doesn’t think they’d do that, but they’re adults and most of the adults that he’s ever come into contact with like to make decisions for the kids under their control and spout off the ‘for your own good’ rhetoric to uphold their points.
Liz is perched on the other side of Alex’s bed, not touching him when Michael looks back.
“Kyle said Kate Long was talking though?” Alex is asking quietly and Michael squeezes the tips of his fingers. “I didn’t say anything about…”
“Yeah, she said Rosa saved her, that she would have been dead,” Liz lets out a loud breath through pursed lips. “Probably should be glad she didn’t throw Rosa under the bus and blame the whole thing on her regardless,” she says bitterly.
“Gossip not heard from Kate is that her and Jasmine were trying to get Rosa to buy them drugs and she told them to fuck off, that she didn’t do that anymore,” Maria says. She’s leaning against the wall, arms crossed over her chest and Michael is kind of surprised to see Kyle push himself to his feet, shifting away from the chair.
Maria huffs but slides into it without saying anything, a glance at Alex shows him looking at Kyle with approval.
“We should…” Alex starts and Maria laughs suddenly, all eyes focusing on her.
“I’m suddenly having flashbacks to 2nd grade, if Alex pulls out the steno notebook and Kyle pulls out the walkie talkies I just want everyone to know that I love and adore most of you but I’m out,” she mutters with a shrug.
“I’d forgotten all about that,” Liz laughs and Michael glances at Alex to see his cheeks flushed, “didn’t you guys make up business cards and everything?”
“I’m going to need to see these,” Michael says, he can’t picture the Alex he’s known these last couple of months being into that type of thing..
“I’m sure my dad junked that all that type of stuff, anything my mom was a fan of my dad made sure disappeared after she left,” he says quietly, shaking his head. Michael squeezes his fingers again both force Alex to look at him but also as a sign of support he hopes.
“I think I still have some,” Kyle says sheepishly, “I… you know it was our thing and…” he waves a hand but Michael doesn’t have the first clue what he could mean by it.
He’s not sure he wants to.
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