"Doesn't matter who I am. I'm here for you James, see? I'm real."

She raises her hand and extends it through the metal bars, placing it on his cheek. James shudders. He's never known a woman like her. First, she's nice to him. Then, she hates him. And after a while, she's just allover him. That smile, that wicked gleam in those cold, empty, even dead eyes. What is it about her? James can't figure it out. But she's bewitching him, to the point that he can't even think straight anymore.

"Don't you wanna touch me?" Maria asks, and begins to gently caress his cheek.

James knows what he has to do. He didn't drive into Silent Hill, go through an entire appartment complex, then run aimlessly around a hospital and finally head deep underground into an abandoned prison and labyrinth just for this. He didn't come all this way for her.

"I can't," He says weakly, though he knows he can. He wants to.

"You can," Maria purrs, as if reading his thoughts, "You want to."

He's never known anything like this, not ever. James loved Mary, he still loves her. But even that love can't compare to the strong, burning feelings of attraction he's feeling for Maria. She pushes up against the bars, then places both her hands on them, as if trying to pry them open so she can get to him properly.

She steps back in frustration. "I can't do anything through these bars, James."

That gleam is back in her eyes again, and now James is afraid. Afraid of what? Afraid of what he's getting himself into? Or is he afraid of something else? Is he afraid of her?

"Maria.." James groans, knowing that this is neither the time nor the place.

Maria barely hears him. She's pushing up against those bars again, and reaching out for him. She grabs his arm and pulls it in towards her through the bars, and to James' shock, she places it on her chest. "Touch me, James," She says huskily, flashing him that seductive smile he can barely get enough of, "Please, just touch me."

He does. He can't help it. She's there, she's willing. Why let this moment go to waste? And it's not as if he's going to fall in love with her. He loves Mary. He's going to find Mary, and the two of them are going to get the hell out of this town.

But..

James can always spend a little bit of time with Maria before he goes.

Before he even knows what's happening, before he can stop himself and come to his senses, James is extending both his arms and pulling her towards him. Then, his lips are crushing hers. He moans and gets as close as he can possibly get to her before the bars seperating them prevent him from getting closer. He wants to touch her, now more than ever, he wants to feel her arms around him. He needs this. So does she, it seems.

"James.." Maria moans into James' mouth, making him hard, making him want her even more.

The bars are barely an issue anymore as the two stand together, almost entwined together, almost - but not perfectly.

And as Maria pulls James in for another warm, passionate kiss, James thinks to himself that this is it.

It won't happen again, He thinks to himself as Maria's grip tightens on his behind, Just this once, I'll let her win.

Just this once.