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Date Posted: 15:44:48 03/22/04 Mon
Author: Greens
Subject: Killer Instincts (PART 11 UP! GabAl chapter)

For you guys who haven't read any of the other chapters, I included a handy link:) http://www.angelfire.com/tv2/pinevalleylibrary/marcal.html PART 11 is attached. Enjoy.

Greens
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PART 11

Al had nowhere else to go. It was too early to go home and he definitely wasn’t about to go back to the hospital. He decided to go to Rodi’s to grab a burger. He pushed his way inside, heading up to the bar to order. He looked to his left. Gabrielle sat alone, nursing a drink. "Miss Medina?"

Gabrielle looked at him. "Michael." she said, placing her drink back down on the bar.

"Are you... are you OK?" Al asked. "You look like you could use company." She smiled weakly at him. "You want to... join me?"

"I don’t know, Michael."

"Oh come on." Al smiled "Come on, join me. I hate eating alone. What do you say?"

Gabrielle looked at him with a smile. "That you," she said.

"Great," Al smiled, leading her to a table. "Great." He pulled out the chair for her allowing her to sit, and then taking a seat himself. "What’s an amazing woman like yourself doing here all alone in the middle of the day?"

Gabrielle supported her head, leaning forward, elbow resting on the table top. "Clearing my head." she said.

Al mimicked her position. "I somehow think that doesn’t work." he said. "I’m a doctor. I can tell you this..." he nodded towards the drink. "It’s not the way to accomplish that. Not to mention that it’s not good for you."

"In moderation..."

"Miss Medina," Al said. "Please. This is not moderation. When I came in here, the way you were sitting over that bar... What’s this two? Three?"

"I don’t think you..." Gabrielle began to get defensive.

"I know you’re in pain." Al said "I know. But drinking... it’s not going to make it better. It’s not going to make the pain stop." He paused. "It seems like it does for a while and then when you come off of it, everything just seems so much worse. Then one or two turns to three, then four, then more and... you just keep needing more to get that same feeling. It does so much more harm than good. Please believe me, I know." Gabrielle looked at him. "Don’t let this stuff control your life. You’ve got so much to just throw it all away because of a bottle. There’s too much here for you to stick around for."

Gabrielle could hear his voice echoing the last words. "My son was... he was so important to me and I loved him so very much. He was so afraid of losing me and... I ended up losing him."

"You didn’t lose him." Al said. "You’re connected. Especially after what you did for him."

"I did what any mother..."

Al shook his head. "No, not any mother. The best mother." the conversation was beginning to sound strangely familiar to her. She swallowed hard. "You know... most mothers, they’re only blessed once, giving birth to their child, but..."

"... But I am doubly blessed," Gabrielle completed the statement with tears in her eyes. "I said that to Al before the... surgery." She looked at him again. "Nobody else..." Al smiled. ‘Smile for me, would you please, one last time? That’s how I want to always remember you.’ Gabrielle’s hands went up to her face, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Oh my God," she said. "Oh my God. Al?" She brought her hand up to his cheek. "It’s you. Oh God, it’s really you."

"She figured it out on her own, darlin’." Luna said standing before them.

"So what now?" Al asked her.

"Tell her." Luna replied. "But she’s gotta understand that you’re Michael McBain for now, sugar."

Gabrielle sniffled. "Al?"

Al smiled. "It’s me, Mom," he said. "It’s me. I’m back."

TBC

A/N: Some of the dialogue towrads the end, where Gabrielle begins to realize comes from OLTL 9/19/03 and 9/20/03.



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[> Re: Killer Instincts (PART 11 UP! GabAl chapter) -- Ashley, 20:41:51 03/25/04 Thu

Greens this is a great fanfic. I absolutely love it and can't wait to find out what happens next. Keep up the great work!!!

Ashley

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