Waiting For The Day / You Can't Always Get What You Want

By Micandra

Fandom: Alias Smith And Jones

Pairing: Heyes/Curry

Rated: NC-17 (for implied slash)

Note: I modified George Michael's song Waiting For the Day / You Can't Always Get What You Want. Song used without permission. No disrespect intended. This kinda snowballed into a story idea. this end up being a sorta prequel.

Archive: This may be achived.

by Micandra

Heyes sat upon the rock shelf that overlooked the towering waterfall that marked the edge of his land. Like always, he got a powerful urge to throw himself over the falls. He shook the feeling off and went back to contemplating the black piece of paper before. It was gonna be a letter to Jed 'The Kid' Curry, but it had to be worded carefully. The day their amnesty had come through, Heyes had told Kid he was in love with him. And Heyes had also left that day after Kid rejected him. Then, as if mocking Heyes, Kid had married Lom's daughter, Joanne.

Heyes scratched his beard, then set pen to paper.

now every day I see you in some other face
they crack a smile, talk a while
try to take your place
my memory serves me far too well

I just sit here on this mountain thinking to myself
you're a fool boy
why don't you go down
find somebody
find somebody else
my memory serves me far too well

it's not as though we just broke up
it's not as though it was yesterday
but something I just can't explain
something in me needs this pain
I know I'll never see your face again

c'mon now
I got to be strong now

now everybody's talking about this new decade
like you say the magic number
then just say goodbye to
the stupid mistakes you made
oh my memory serves me far too well

don't you know that
the years will come and go
some of us will change our lives
some of us still have nothing to show
nothing but memories

and if these wounds
they are self inflicted
I don't really know
how my poor heart could have protected me
but if I have to carry this pain
if you will not share the blame

I deserve to see your face again

c'mon now
you don't have to be strong now
come back

come back to me
I will make it worth your while
come on back
I miss your smile

seems to me the peace I search to find
ain't gonna be mine until you say you will
don't keep me waiting for that day
I know
you hear these words I say
you can't always get what you want...

Heyes folded the letter and placed it in the envelope. He would mail it on his next supply run. Maybe he would even get a shave while he was in town.

The end