Title: Like a stone

Summary: My version of Magnificent Val

Flavor: Angst/Romance

Rating: PG

S/U: Audioslave "Like a stone"

Timeline: VIP Season Four

Disclaimer: Pam, SPE, JM Lawton own VIP

A/N: This fic doesn't deal with the whole episode, just the last part of it.

She sighed for what seemed like the umpteenth time since she got in the car. To say that Nikki Franco was worried would have been an understatement of massive proportions. But of course she would never admit to anyone that she was worried or nervous, that would be a sign of weakness or so she thought.

On a cobweb afternoon

In a room full of emptiness

By a freeway I confess

I was lost in the pages

Of a book full of death

Reading how we'll die alone

And if we're good we'll lay to rest

Anywhere we want to go

She had faced death many times in her life, each time was different, but nonetheless frightening in its own way. Life is short. She knew that very well, she had seen many lives taken most of at the prime of their lives, with loved ones left behind. She knew all about that, her mother, and her father were both taken from her, when she was young. That experience caused her to realize how fragile life was, and how important it was to spend time with the people she loved, and to tell them what they meant to her before death paid another unexpected visit.

In your house I long to be

Room by room patiently

I'll wait for you there

Like a stone I'll wait for you there

Alone

On my deathbed I will pray

To the gods and the angels

Like a pagan to anyone

Who will take me to heaven

To a place I recall

I was there so long ago

The sky was bruised

The wine was bled

And there you led me on

In your house I long to be

Room by room patiently

I'll wait for there

Like a stone

I'll wait for you there

Alone

As she practically ran through the building, her mind was filled many terrifying scenarios, the worst being finding her friends dead that would be the worst. She wouldn't be able to deal with the fact that any of one them could be gone, not even him. She forcibly removed that thought from her mind. No way she was going to let herself think that way. That kind of thinking wouldn't do her any good. She fought with her mind that was telling her to prepare for the worst and her heart who still held out hope. For the first time in her life, she clung to the hope that the person who had her heart from the beginning, would still be alive. She was determined that if she found him alive, that she would tell him how she felt. Maybe not just right then, but someday she would tell him. Someday she would be brave enough to let her heart speak. Someday for her she prayed would come soon.

And on I read

Until the day was done

And I sat in regret

Of all the things I've done

For all that I've blessed

And all that I've wronged

In dreams until my death

I will wander on

In your house I long to be

Room by room patiently

I'll wait for you there like a stone

I'll wait for you there

Alone

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