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Post by **Angel13** » Thu Jun 13, 2002 6:34 pm

Oh...poop. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Yah, that's right...you're full of it. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> I love your stories! I just wanted a reason to type 'poop'. </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

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Post by **Angel13** » Fri Jun 14, 2002 9:55 am

I just noticed I'm the featured story. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> Thanks Tracie!! Hopefully I can get the next part up today...I just started it, though, I can't say for sure yet. </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **majiklmoon** » Fri Jun 14, 2002 10:11 am

<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> you've been the feature story since monday silly <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Post by **splatty** » Fri Jun 14, 2002 11:34 am

angel, you're awesome. but i will not have these negatve thoughts by tracie and melissa. you guys are awesome too. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <center>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</center>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Fri Jun 14, 2002 2:01 pm

<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> Bra-VO Angel!!! This is just superb <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> I love the pool they started on how long its gonna take for Max & Liz to get together... I wonder who will win? Please hurry with the next part!  <-- impatiant Col Oh, and Congrats on being the featured story! You're so cool <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> -Col. <center>Malee's Sidekick aka Colonel Threadkiller <img src=http://photo.msn.s8.com/MS8zLzAvMS8xMDg ... > "Open up my Head and Let me Out!" - DMB <img src=http://w3f.com/gifs/flag/usa/hr.gif> May ROSWELL Live Forever in Fan Fic!!! AtO is so cool, she makes anything look easy!</center>

Post by **Angel13** » Fri Jun 14, 2002 3:23 pm

Part 23~ “Ok, so I have everyone’s work schedules and duty shifts on this color coded chart.” Liz stands in the kitchen pointing at a large graphic chart taped to the refrigerator. “It’s pretty straight forward, so if you have a change at work that conflicts with your duty, make sure you find someone to cover you.” Michael and Jesse are slumped down in the couch, their heads propped on their hands. Maria, Serena and Kyle are sitting at the kitchen table, trying to look like they’re paying attention to what Liz is saying…not wanting to hurt her feelings. And Isabel is standing guard in the courtyard as Max patrols their neighborhood. “I think Max volunteered for duty tonight because he knew Liz was having a meeting…lucky bastard.” Michael whispers to Jesse and Jesse tries to cover the smile on his face. “Look, I know this looks ridiculous, but there’re eight of us…and I just want us to all know what’s going on at all times.” Liz gives Michael a knowing look, letting him know that she heard him. “I don’t want someone waking up in the middle of the night and freaking out because someone’s missing…only to find out they’re at work.” She looks around at all the bored faces and asks, “So, any questions?” When no one says anything, she nods at them before going to change before her shift at work. It’s been a little over two weeks since they arrived in Paris and the atmosphere has gotten a little tense with all of them spending so much time together. As Liz changes clothes, she hopes that now that most of them have jobs things will start to ease up. She has to admit that she’s felt a tad Closter phobic having so many people around her all the time. Her job at the bar has been going well and it works out great because she works nights. Plus, it doesn’t hurt that she’s been pulling in about 200 Euros a night in tips. When she walks out into her living room to get her jacket, she finds Michael there alone. “Look, I know you’re just trying to make things easier for us and I’ve been an ass lately.” Michael sticks his hands in his pockets and looks up at her. Liz stops in her tracks and cocks her head at Michael before smiling. “Wow…did you just apologize?” When he scowls at her she throws her hands up and says, “Ok, ok…I’m sorry. Maybe I’ve been a little bossy. Are we good?” He nods and says, “Yah. Be careful at work tonight.” “I will. See you tomorrow.” She heads out the door and walks out into the courtyard. “Hey, Isabel. How’s it going out here?” Isabel looks up at Liz and says, “Good…boring, but good.” Smiling, Liz tells her, “I’m off to work. Be glad it’s boring…that means everyone’s safe.” “Oh, hey, would you mind going to help me tomorrow? There’s something off with my aim and I was hoping you could help me.” Isabel asks. “Sure, if you don’t mind stopping by the Internet Café. I wanna check in with Valenti.” Liz was surprised when Isabel approached her about learning how to shoot a gun. She was sure Isabel wouldn’t want anything to do with them, but she’s been practicing with Jesse and from what he says she’s doing really well. She knows Isabel’s request for Liz to help with her aim is only a ploy for girl time…Jesse could help her with that. “See you later, I’m late.” Liz heads toward the street, waving back at Isabel. She hurries around the corner and practically jogs down the street. If she hurries, she’ll make it on time. She stops suddenly, feeling his pull, and when she turns around she sees Max a half a block behind her hidden in the shadows. He’s watching her and she slowly raises her hand in a wave just as he does. She smiles and turns back around to rush to work. A few hours later, The Hideout…one of the best Irish Pubs in Paris…is packed with wall to wall people. Liz has been swamped with the four other bartenders she’s working with and she feels like she’s covered in beer. But she loves it. The atmosphere energizes her and the busier she gets, the happier she is, which is why most of the drunken patrons clamor for her attention at the bar. There’s a jukebox in the corner blasting music constantly sometimes causing the customers to sing aloud, drunkenly to it…especially to the popular tunes. Liz can’t help but laugh at the moment because it seems the entire place has decided to sing along with Cake’s version of I Will Survive at the top of their lungs. Some are even standing on the tables dancing and Liz immediately looks over to the table that Maria, Michael and Max occupy almost every night that she works. At first, she protested, telling them she they didn’t need to watch out for her, but she soon realized that Maria loved the atmosphere there and was dragging Michael along with her. She has a sneaking suspicion that Max volunteers to tag along just to watch her work. When she sees them, a large smile comes to her face when she sees Maria up on the table dancing and singing with the rest of the bar. As she lights up an order of six Flaming Root Beers, the entire bar starts cheering at the fiery display and Liz rolls her eyes, smiling, when she hears the bell behind the bar clanging. It signals that a customer has requested a drink of their choice with the bartender. For 50 Euros, a customer can ask to do a shot of their choice and a dance with the bartender of their choice as they stand on the bar…usually resulting in lots of cheers and catcalls from the crowd. Muttering under her breath as she fills two draws of Guiness, “Please don’t pick me. Please don’t pick me.” Liz suddenly feels one of the bartenders tap her on the shoulder and say, “You’re up.” “Shit.” She says as she climbs up on the bar and hears the crowd start cheering. Waiting for her is a young man, maybe mid-20s, and he’s leaning over telling the head bartender his song request. The current song stops suddenly and a roar erupts in the bar when Build Me Up Buttercup starts playing. Liz leans over and grabs two shots of Jaggermeister and hands one to the guy in front of her. As the crowd chants, “Drink! Drink! Drink!” Liz tosses the shot back and cringes as the liquor sears its way down her throat. More cheers ring out and the crowd starts singing along loudly to the song as she dances with the customer, letting him twirl her around on the bar. She feels like her face will explode from embarrassment as they guy falls to his knees, singing the last part of the song to her while she dances. His friends have crowded in front of the bar to cheer him on and when the song ends, shouts and cheers fill the bar and the jukebox continues where it left off before. The customer thanks Liz politely for the drink and dance and jumps back down into the crowd as Liz climbs back down behind the bar. Completely embarrassed, Liz starts to get back to work when the head bartender comes over and hands her 25 Euros. “Here’s your half. You were good…got three more requests for you.” He tells her proudly. At the mortified look on her face, he laughs and says, “No worries. You only have to do it once a night…we don’t want you getting drunk.” And he walks away as she breathes out a sigh of relief. She glances over at the table her friends are at and sees Maria and Michael laughing so hard, tears are running down their faces and she mock-scowls at them which makes them laugh even harder…then she sees Max staring at her like he’s burning a hole through her with his eyes. She can’t tear her gaze away from him until she hears a customer leaning over the bar yelling his drink order to her over the roar of the crowd and music. Shaking her head, she gets back to work. The rest of the night passes quickly for her and by the time they’re cleaning up and closing, she feels exhausted, but good. As they sit at the bar counting out their tips and splitting them up, the head bartender says, “Looks like we have a star on our hands.” jokingly to the others as he gets up and pats Liz on the back as he walks past. Groaning, Liz says, “Oh God, it was so embarrassing.” The other girl she works with walk over to her and says, “It’ll get easier. And you don’t have to do it if you don’t want…just tell Harry and he’ll tell the customers that you’re not available.” Liz gives her a grateful smile and finishes counting out her money. She tells everyone goodbye as she walks out the door and takes a deep breath of the fresh air outside. “Hey.” She’s startled when she looks over to see Max leaning against the side of the building. “Max, you scared me.” She watches him push away from the wall and walk toward her. “What are you doing here?” He shrugs and says, “I thought I’d walk you home…help fend off anymore potential serenaders.” She rolls her eyes and smiles as they start walking. “That was so embarrassing…I can’t believe you guys had to see that.” “It was…entertaining.” Max grins at her. “Yah, I saw how entertaining Maria and Michael thought it was.” Liz says. “They didn’t hurt themselves laughing too hard, did they?” He laughs and they walk another block in silence. When they turn a corner, Liz immediately tenses when they see a group of people walking down the street toward them. It’s 4am, and she’s instantly on alert. Max feels her tense beside him and he warily watches the group approach them. Turns out it’s a bunch of drunk girls and Liz hears one of them say loudly, “Look…it’s him…that’s the one I was talking about!” A tall, thin blonde walks up to them, her eyes on Max and she says, “You were at The Hideout earlier, weren’t you?” “Uh…yah.” Max says quietly. She smiles at him and reaches out to touch his arm. “We’re on our way to an after hours party. Wanna come?” Saying this as she steps closer to him, brushing up against him. Liz watches in shock as the girl rubs up against him and leans in to whisper in his ear. She sees Max’s eyes grow wide and he stands like he’s a deer caught in headlights. Grabbing the girl’s arm, Liz pulls her away from Max and says, “No,  we can’t make it to the party.  We’re on our way home.” The girl looks at Liz, like she’s just noticed her standing there and she says, “Oh…I’m sorry. I didn’t see you there.” She looks back at Max and says, “Well, maybe I’ll see you there again sometime.” as she turns to rejoin her friends. Max and Liz watch as the group of girls giggle and stumble down the street and Max turns to look at Liz. Her brows are furrowed together as she watches them go and he’s secretly pleased at her obvious jealousy. “Hey, what if I wanted to go to that party?” Liz whips her head over to Max angrily before she sees that he’s teasing her. She gives him an evil glare and a half smile as she swats him on the arm. “Shut up.” And she starts walking back home, making him jog to catch up with her. She walks even faster when she hears his laughter behind her and she turns, not able to stop her own laughter. “Shut up!” She yells at him, before breaking out in a run. As they both run into the courtyard laughing, Max finally catches up to her and he reaches out for her arm. “Liz…come on…I’m sorry.” He pulls her to a stop and turns her to face him. “I couldn’t help it…you’re just so cute when you’re jealous.” Their smiles fade as they stare into each other’s eyes and Max slowly reaches up to push her hair back from her face before they hear a loud throat clearing off to the side. They spring apart like two magnets repelling each other and look off to the side to see Kyle standing up from a bench in the shadows. “Hey.” He says. “So, um…work was ok?” Liz immediately straightens and shakes her hair back from her face. “Yah…it was fine. How are things here?” “Quiet.” Kyle answers her, throwing an apologetic look at Max. “Good.” Liz says before looking at Max…all business now. “Thanks for walking me home.” She doesn’t give him a chance to answer before quickly walking up the stairs and into the apartment. When she disappears, Max lets out a slow breath and turns to look at Kyle. “Well, good night.” He makes to walk toward the stairs. “Hey, man.” Kyle stops Max before he leaves. “Sorry…I uh…it looked like you were having a moment there. Sorry I interrupted.” Max shrugs his shoulders and says, “There wasn’t a moment…so don’t be sorry.” He turns back to climb up the stairs, leaving a confused Kyle in the courtyard. Kyle sighs and sits back down. He just doesn’t understand those two. He doesn’t understand why they don’t just do what they both so obviously want to do…and what everyone else can see they want to do. He stands up again and walks to the pathway leading to the street to check it out. Everything is quiet and he returns to the courtyard, pacing around the fountain to keep himself awake. Inside, Max sheds his clothes and throws on a t-shirt before lying down in bed. He can hear the water running in the shower and he closes his eyes, wondering if Kyle was right. Was there a moment? What would have happened if Kyle hadn’t been there? Does Liz have feelings for him that reach beyond friendship? The next three weeks pass much quicker than the last two weeks. There’s hardly a time when all eight of them are together anymore, each with their own jobs and schedules. Michael got a job at a small café as a waiter and between his job there and Maria’s waitressing job at a restaurant, they had a constant supply of leftovers for everyone. Isabel got a job in a clothing store on the Champs Elysees and Jesse was working close by at a tourist shop. They tried to schedule their shift together because Jesse didn’t like Isabel taking the Metro alone at night. Max got a job at a small bookstore close to their apartment and he was often left alone to run it by himself. This provided a good check-in point and when Max worked, he could look forward to most of the group stopping in at different parts of the day…either on their way out, or on their way back home. Kyle took a job from the owner of their apartment building and the buildings surrounding it as a repairman. It provided the perfect opportunity to get to know their neighbors and keep an eye on the people around them. In the nearly six weeks since they’ve been in Paris, they haven’t run across anyone suspicious or seen anything to indicate that they’re being followed or watched. Everyone was careful not to get too close to their co-workers…especially after what happened to Max in Sydney. They didn’t even give their real address to their employers, using PO Boxes instead. They didn’t have a phone in either apartment and they used their walkie talkies to communicate with each other if they needed to. Isabel and Jesse were the only ones who worked more than two miles away…outside the range of the walkie talkies…and that was another reason they tried to schedule their shifts together. Everything was running smoothly and the group automatically turned to Max or Liz when big decisions had to be made. So in early December, Max was startled to see Kyle rush into the bookstore, pale and looking panicked. Max is immediately on alert and asks, “What is it?” Kyle drops into a chair next to the counter and buries his face in his hands. “I don’t know what to do.” He groans. “Do about what. Has something happened?” Max looks around the store, relieved to see that they’re alone. Kyle wipes his face and Max thinks he looks like he’s gonna be sick. “It’s Serena…I…I think she’s pregnant.” Max is stunned into silence as the blood drains from his face. “You  think? You mean, you’re not sure?” Kyle stands up and starts pacing in front of the cash register. “I don’t know for sure. But…but she’s been tired…and for the last few days she’s been throwing up. She says that nothings wrong, that she’s just sick.” “Maybe that’s all it is.” Max offers. Kyle shakes his head and says, “No…no, that’s what I thought, too. But I just heard her in the bathroom throwing up and she was crying. She didn’t know I was there and I heard her…she was in there crying…you don’t cry like that if you’re just sick.” “Why don’t you just ask her?” “I’ve tried!” Kyle cries out. “There’s something else.” Max looks at Kyle expectantly as he steps in front of Max and looks at him closely. “She has powers now.” When Kyle sees Max’s eyes widen in shock, he continues, “I saw her change her shirt one day…she was standing in front of the mirror and she looked like she was shocked when the color changed. Then she rushed to the bathroom to throw up again.” Max stands frozen, in shock and Kyle narrows his eyes at him. “So, now all I can figure is that she’s pregnant, and the baby is giving her powers. How did that happen, Max? Who else besides you and Michael could have a baby with powers? You and Serena have gotten awful close lately.” Max takes a step back and says, “Christ, Kyle…what are you saying? Just…just think about this for a minute.” Kyle just looks at him and says, “Think about what? You sleeping with my girlfriend?” “What?!” They both turn to see Liz standing just inside the doorway with a look of horror on her face. Max feels the room tilt on him as Kyle looks back at him and says, “Serena’s pregnant…and I think Max here got her that way.” Max looks from Liz back to Kyle and says, “I didn’t sleep with Serena! Listen to what you’re saying…you just need to calm down.” Max wipes his face with his hand and says, “Kyle, did you ever think she has powers because you do, too?” Kyle looks down at the counter, as though that thought just occurred to him. “Oh. I didn’t think of that.” He looks back up at Max and says, “I didn’t think about that.” “No shit.” Max says angrily. “How could you think that I’d ever do that?” “Maybe because you can’t seem to keep your alien paws off of any girl I’m remotely interested it…first it was Liz…then Tess…” He stops, looking over at Liz as if just realizing she’s there. Liz has a look of pure anger on her face and she looks from Kyle, over to Max, then back to Kyle. “Does anyone wanna tell me what’s going on here?” Kyle sits back down and says, “I’m sorry…I…I’m just a little freaked right now.” “Kyle thinks Serena’s pregnant…and apparently she has powers now.” Max offers when Kyle doesn’t make a move to explain anything. “And he thinks you slept with her because…” Liz asks. “Because he thinks the only explanation for her powers is that she’s pregnant with either mine or Michael’s baby.” Max explains. “Conveniently forgetting that he has powers, too.” Liz walks closer to them and asks, “Is Serena at home now?” When Kyle nods, she says, “Alright, I’m gonna go talk to her.” She looks at Kyle and says, “I think you owe Max an apology, don’t you? How could you think he’d sleep with her?” “I don’t know…I…I just thought…” He looks up at Max. “I’m sorry, man…I don’t know what I was thinking.” Liz turns for the door, but not before they hear her mutter, “Men.” under her breath and walk outside. “Thanks a lot, Kyle.” Max says angrily as he turns to a stack of books to sort. Liz hurries down the street and when she enters the courtyard, she sees Michael sitting on the side of the fountain talking to Maria. “Hey guys.” She says quickly before rushing up the stairs and into the apartment. “Serena?” She calls out. “Are you here?” “Back here, Liz.” Serena calls from her bedroom. When Liz walks in, she sees Serena lying in bed, her eyes are red from crying. “What’s wrong, sweetie?” “I don’t know.” Serena says defeatedly. “I don’t feel good.” Liz strokes her hair back off her forehead and asks, “Are you pregnant?” Serena’s face crumples as tears fall from her eyes. “I…I think so.” Liz leans down and hugs her, laying her head on Serena’s shoulder. “It’ll be ok. Shhhh…don’t cry.” “Kyle doesn’t know…I mean, I think he might…but I haven’t told him.” “He’s worried about you.” Liz raises her head and wipes the tears from Serena’s cheeks. “I know…I just didn’t know how to tell him.” “You need to talk to him…he’s down at the bookstore…ready to kill Max.” Liz smiles. “What?! Why?” Serena says with alarm. “He saw you using powers…that combined with his suspicions of you being pregnant…he assumed the baby was Max’s.” “Oh my God! That jerk! He thinks I’d sleep with Max?!” Serena sits up and angrily wipes her face. “Don’t be too hard on him…he’s a wreck.” Serena sighs and says, “I should have told him…poor Max.” “Yah, well, Max will be fine. You just worry about talking to Kyle. You want me to go get him?” Liz grabs Serena’s hand. Nodding her head, Serena scoots to the side of the bed. “Yah, just give me a minute to fix myself. I must look awful.” Liz smiles at her and says, “You look beautiful. Congratulations.” She leans over to pull Serena into a hug. “A baby! I’m so happy for you.” Serena pulls away. “Really? It’s not exactly great timing.” Liz shakes her head and says, “There’s not better time than the present…remember that.” She stands up and says, “I’ll send Kyle up.” “Liz…” Serena stops Liz at the door. “Thank you.” Smiling, Liz turns and heads back down to the bookstore. When she walks through the door, both Max and Kyle turn to look at her expectantly. “Well?” Kyle asks her. “Go talk to her, Kyle…she’s waiting for you.” Liz tells him cryptically. “Is she pregnant?” Kyle asks. “Just go talk to her.” Liz tells him, shooing him out the door. When she turns back around, she sees Max sorting through some books on the counter. He looks angry and she walks slowly toward him. “Max.” She sees him look up at her briefly before turning his attention back to the books. “She’s pregnant.” He looks up at her again and she sees a mixture of anger, regret and frustration in his eyes. “So, I guess this is how it’s gonna be. Every time someone gets pregnant now, I’m gonna be blamed. Am I gonna have to pay for that mistake for the rest of my life?” “Max, no. Kyle was just upset…and confused. I know he didn’t mean it.” Liz walks closer to him. Max sags his shoulders in defeat and looks down at the counter before sitting on the stool behind it. He leans his elbows on the counter and buries his face in his hands. How did this day turn out to be so bad? He jerks when he feels Liz put her hand on his shoulder and he raises his head to look at her. All he can see on her face is compassion and she steps in between his legs and wraps her arms around him in a hug. “He didn’t mean it, Max. You don’t have to pay for anything.” She says soothingly to him and he buries his head in her neck, wrapping his arms around her tight. He feels her stroke his hair with one hand and move up and down his back with the other and he can’t think of anything besides the feel of her touch. Breathing in the scent of her, he sighs and says, “God Liz, you feel so good.” He clamps his mouth shut and silently curses himself for saying that out loud as he feels her stiffen and pull away slightly. Looking at the floor, preparing to apologize, he’s shocked when she brings a hand up to his face and brings it up to meet her gaze. She strokes his cheek with her thumb and smiles at him before taking a step back and saying, “I should go…I um…I have some errands to run.” He can’t do anything but nod as he watches her turn and walk out of the store and he drops his head to the counter, banging it repeatedly and muttering, “You idiot.” ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Fri Jun 14, 2002 5:28 pm

Dancing on Tables in a bar...Been there. Done that. maria and Liz and I should hang.

Post by **majiklmoon** » Fri Jun 14, 2002 8:27 pm

Go Liz Go Liz Shake that thang! awesome part Angel <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Sat Jun 15, 2002 11:01 am

<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Kyle looses the plot there for a moment!!! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> Great part  Angel!!!  <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <center>******************************</center><center>THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r>ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</center><center>ZAN IS DA MAN<center>Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</center><center>If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</center>

Post by **splatty** » Sat Jun 15, 2002 11:38 am

oooooh, a baby will really complicate things! i'm hanging to those short "moments" between max and liz . . oh, my dreamer heart . . . more soon, please. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <center>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</center>

Post by **Angel13** » Sun Jun 16, 2002 2:11 pm

Part 24~ Kyle walks into the apartment to a very angry looking Serena sitting in the kitchen. He stops just inside the door as her head comes up, his eyes open wide in fear and concern. “How could you, Kyle?” Serena asks him. “How could you think I’d sleep with Max?” Kyle takes a startled step back against the door and stutters, “I…uh…I…” Serena stands up from the table and puts her hands on her hips. “You what? You think that I would do something like that to you? You think  Max would do something like that?” Kyle looks down at the floor, knowing she has every right to be mad at him, knowing that it was an absurd accusation. He doesn’t know what to say to her to explain because he has no excuse. “I’m sorry.” He whispers, not knowing what else to say. “Kyle…” She waits until he raises his head to look at her. “We’re having a baby. I’m gonna have your baby.” He lets out a deep breath and looks down at her stomach and raises his eyes back to hers, a slow, hopeful smile appearing on his face. He swallows once, trying to quench the dryness that’s taken over his mouth before rushing forward and gripping her into a fierce hug. “I love you…so much.” He whispers into her hair. A quiet sob escapes from Serena as she falls into him and she says, “Oh God…Kyle…I thought you’d be so…upset, or mad. That’s why I didn’t tell you…I  should have told you as soon as I suspected. I’m so sorry for making you worry.” “I don’t care…everything will be ok now. I’ll take care of you, both of you.” Kyle tells her, his face buried into the crook of her neck. Maria walks out of the courtyard to patrol the street and finds Liz sitting on a bench about a block away, her head in her hands. She sits down, suddenly overcome with intense fear and asks, “Liz? What’s wrong? What are you doing here?” Liz sits up and looks out over the street in front of them. “Serena’s pregnant.” The breath leaves Maria’s body in a big whoosh and she slumps down. “Oh God…I thought you were gonna say that they found us.” Liz looks over at Maria’s relieved face and says, “I’m sorry.” She grabs Maria’s shaking hands and smiles at her. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Shaking herself, Maria says, “It’s ok…when I saw you here, I thought the worst.” After a few moments, she asks, “So, Serena’s pregnant?” Liz nods and says, “I’m scared. I’m scared for them…for us. I have no idea how we’re gonna deal with this.” “Well, I guess this is proof.” Maria looks up the street at the oncoming traffic. Liz looks at her questioningly. “Proof?” Maria looks over at Liz and smiles. “That life goes on…regardless of our crises. Regardless of how much we wanna put it on hold.” Liz grimaces and says, “Oh God, Maria. I’m just…what are we gonna do? There are so many things to think about, so many things to consider. I wasn’t expecting this at all.” “It’ll be alright. Really, Liz…we’re all here to make sure that it’ll be alright.” Maria tries to reassure her friend, knowing that she’s shouldering the responsibility of their safety even more now that there’ll be a baby. Gathering her wits, Liz sits up straight and smiles at Maria. “You’re right. Everything will be fine.” She nods her head, not entirely convincing herself, but making an effort to show Maria that she believes what she says. Later that night, when Max gets off work, he walks into the courtyard and internally groans when he sees Kyle sitting outside. He knew Kyle had duty tonight, but hoped that due to recent events someone else would have taken over for him. He walks slowly toward the fountain and avoids looking at Kyle as he makes his way to the stairs, but Kyle stops him. “Max.” He says as he stands up. Max stops but doesn’t turn around. He waits for whatever else Kyle wants to say to him, or accuse him of. “Max…could you…look, I’m really sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking…I…I don’t have any good excuse.” Kyle offers haltingly. Max turns to look at Kyle. “Don’t worry about it. You were right…not about me sleeping with Serena…but about the rest.” “No…really…I had no right to say that stuff to you.” Max raises his eyebrow and asks, “Really? You can honestly stand here and tell me that every word you said earlier isn’t something that you really think?” Kyle sighs and runs a hand through his hair before saying, “Ok, maybe I have…you know, had some kind of resentment toward you.” He throws his hands out and says, “God, it used to be so much easier to hate you…then you had to go and save my life and my dad’s. Then I had this stupid loyalty toward you that screwed it all up.” “Well, don’t. You and your dad wouldn’t have been put in danger if it weren’t for me anyway. You don’t owe me any kind of loyalty because of that. Besides, you would have done the same.” Max tells him. “But see, that’s where I get conflicted. Would I have? I know you’ve never trusted me…let alone liked me…but you saved me anyway. I  don’t know that I would have done the same thing in your place.” As Kyle talks, Max can see that this is something that’s eaten at Kyle for a while. Max studies him for a minute, thinking about their differences…thinking about how he’s always been jealous of Kyle. And he remembers healing Kyle…the flashes of images and feelings from him that he pushed away at the time because of the danger they were in. “You would have.” Max tells him. “I saw you…the real you. And in that moment, I knew we could trust you.” Kyle’s mouth drops open at this revelation and all he can do is look at Max for a few moments before shaking his head and saying, “Well, anyway…I wanted to apologize. You didn’t take Liz from me. She’s wasn’t mine to take. And Tess…well, I guess you had that whole alien thing going on and it’s not like we were together. Like I said, I didn’t really know what I was saying.” Max nods and asks, “So, the next time someone announces they’re pregnant, you won’t be accusing me of sleeping with them?” Kyle smiles and says, “Nope…I swear. No more accusations. Unless it happens to be Liz.” Max rolls his eyes and walks to the stairs…listening to Kyle’s laughter on his way up. “Go guard something, Kyle.” He calls back over his shoulder. Upstairs on the balcony, Serena sits back in her chair in the dark and smiles. She overheard everything Kyle said to Max and she’s proud of him for admitting how he feels about Max…his confusion about it. She’s known that Kyle has always had personal issues with Max that she never really understood…something that goes beyond Liz. And from what it sounded like down there, they just took a first step toward mending whatever barbed wire fences stand between them. When Max walks into the apartment, it’s dark and silent and he assumes everyone must be either at work or over in the other apartment. He grabs a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and walks back to his bedroom. Taking off his jacket and throwing it in the corner, he walks back across the hall and pushes the bathroom door open with his hip as he takes off his shirt. “Max!” His head whips up and he drops his shirt and bottle of water on the floor, startled to see Liz sitting in the bathtub, her knees up to her chest. “Shit…I’m sorry!” He exclaims as he turns around. “It…it was dark…I…I thought no one was here.” “It’s ok…Maria was just going to get…” Liz says, but is cut off by Maria storming down the hallway. “I got your candles, Liz. Oh! Max!” Maria stops in the doorway and sees a half-naked and embarrassed Max with his back to Liz. “Did I interrupt something?” She grins at both of them. Liz rolls her eyes and says, “Maria…just bring me the candles.” Maria squeezes past Max and says, “Max…I think you dropped something.” Max turns around and sees a grinning Maria pointing to the floor. He grabs his shirt and water and says, “Oh, yah…sorry.” completely flustered as he glances at Liz before jerking his head away and practically runs from the bathroom. “I think you scared him.” Maria says before she sees Liz roll her eyes at her. “Ok…I’m leaving now.” She turns to walk out the door but stops and turns her head toward Liz. “I bet Max would scrub your…um…back for you.” She laughs and runs from the bathroom as a wash cloth flies at her. On her way out, Maria stops in Max’s doorway. “Hey Max.” He glances at her as he pulls a t-shirt on. “Maria.” She steps into his room and sits on the bed. “So…you hear the news?” Leaning against the dresser, he says, “About Serena? Yah.” “So what do you think?” She asks him. He shrugs his shoulders and says, “It’ll be complicated…but we’ll work it out.” She looks up at him and says, “Liz is worried…really worried. She kinda freaked out earlier when she told me.” “Really?” He asks, surprised. “She seemed fine with it when I saw her earlier.” But when he thinks about it, he thinks that she was probably more worried about him and what Kyle said to him at the time. It didn’t really hit him until she left what Serena being pregnant would mean for the rest of them and he worried about it for the rest of the day. Maria nods, as if expecting to hear that Liz took it well. She stands up and says, “We’re all hanging out across the way if you wanna come over.” “Ok, thanks.” Max watches Maria head to the door. “Maria?” She turns and he says, “It’ll be ok.” He assures her, thinking that she came in to talk to him because she’s worried about the baby. “Oh, I know. I just thought that Liz might need to hear that, too.” She winks at him and leaves his room. Max sits down on his bed and stares out the window. He did it again. He was so busy thinking about himself and what Kyle had said to him that he didn’t think that Liz might be worried about the situation. Of course she’d be worried about their safety…worried about Serena. He waits in his room until he hears Liz let the water out of the tub and walk back to her bedroom. After a few minutes he gets up and goes to her door, knocking softly. “Come in.” Liz says from inside. He opens the door and peeks his head in. “Are you decent?” She laughs and says, “Yah…it’s safe.” He walks in bashfully and says, “Hey…I thought maybe we should talk about the…uh…recent development.” He becomes mesmerized watching her rub lotion on her legs. Liz glances up and follows the line of Max’s gaze. She quickly pulls the legs of her pajamas back down and stands up, setting her bottle of lotion on the dresser. “So…uh…yah, I’ve been thinking.” She looks to see that she has his attention. “We can do this, Max. She’ll just have to have the baby somewhere private…maybe we could find a house in the country, Amilly or Avon. I can deliver the baby…I’ll just…just…read everything I can and…” Max steps forward and puts his hand on her arm. “Liz…” When she stops talking and looks up into his eyes, he says, “It’ll all be fine. We’ll be ok…we have some time.” Liz sees that he’s completely calm about the situation and she feels her tension begin to melt away. He’s right. They can both heal and… ”But we only have a month, maybe less.” She thinks suddenly. “Maybe…maybe not. They’re both human, it might be a normal nine month pregnancy. We should try to get a look at it. Do you think Serena will let you try to connect with her?” He says as he soothingly rubs his hand up and down her arm. Liz nods her head as she looks at the far wall. “Both human…you’re right. I didn’t think about that.” She looks up into his face and says, “Yah, I’m sure she’ll let me. I’ll ask her tomorrow…after I get some books.” “I’ll get them for you from the store in the morning.” Max tells her. She smiles and says, “Thank you, Max. I’m just a little…worried.” “I am too.” He smiles and takes a step back. She’s too close…he can smell her all around him and if he doesn’t leave this room right now, he’s going to do something he shouldn’t. Liz sees the look in his eyes change…almost like they become glassier and darker. She sees him swallow and feels herself flush with the way he’s looking at her. She can’t help but catch a few stray thoughts from him, they’re so strong, and she takes a deep breath from her slightly open mouth. Her flushed neck and face kick Max into action. “I…uh…I’m going over to the other place. Maria said that um…everyone’s over there.” He takes a couple of steps back along with a deep breath. Before she knows it, Max is out the door and she can hear his footsteps heading toward the front door. Liz realizes in that moment that if her and Max’s relationship ever evolves past friendship, she’s going to have to make the first move. Sitting down on the edge of the bed trying to get her hormones in check, Liz can still feel her connection with Max swirling around her like a storm. She stands up and shakes her arms. What is she thinking? Get a grip, Parker…there are about a hundred more important things to think about other than how to put the moves on Max. She’s distracted and distracted is dangerous. How could she think about starting a physical relationship with Max? Especially now that they have a baby on the way. She needs to be on alert, has to make sure they’re all safe. And Max…Max will definitely consume her, distract her, and she’ll become a puddle of useless goop anytime he’s around. Throwing on a sweater, Liz straightens…both her head and her resolve. She shouldn’t be thinking about Max right now. She takes a deep breath and walks out into the living room. As she glances out onto the balcony, she thinks to herself. “There are more important things right now than how much I wanna jump Max.” She steps out quietly and says, “Hey Serena.” Serena looks up and smiles. “Hey.” “So, I was talking to Max and he had a really good idea.” Liz says. Serena raises her eyebrows and teases, “Then what are you doing out here talking to me…and dressed?” Liz smiles, but Serena sees that it doesn’t reach her eyes. “No, he thought I should try to connect with you…and the baby. I can make sure everything is ok, and maybe see how long the pregnancy will be.” Serena nods and says, “Yah, that’s a good idea. Mine sounds like more fun, though.” and she grins. “Serena…” Liz sighs. “…please. Nothing’s going to happen between Max and me. We’re friends…and right now, that’s good. And that’s all it’s gonna be.” Serena sees that she’s pushed Liz too far and says, “I’m sorry, Liz. You know I’m just teasing you.” “Yah, I know.” Liz stands up and fidgets. “I think I’m gonna go for a run. Go get some sleep, Serena.” Serena nods and says, “See you tomorrow.” and watches Liz practically run to her bedroom. There goes one seriously sexually frustrated girl. Liz quickly changes her clothes and grabs a walkie talkie before running out the door. She stops in the courtyard to tell Kyle where she’s going and he watches her take off. “Where’s she going?” Kyle hears from above and he raises his head to see Isabel and Jesse on the balcony. “Running.” He tells Isabel. “Does she usually go so late at night?” Isabel asks, concerned. “Not usually…sometimes.” Kyle answers her. Isabel gets up and walks inside where Maria, Michael and Max are playing cards. She looks at Maria and says, “Liz just left to go running.” Max drops his cards and looks over at Isabel. “What? It’s 10:30 at night.” He looks at Maria and Michael and says, “She shouldn’t be out running by herself this late.” Maria shrugs her shoulders and says, “She does it sometimes…I’ve tried to talk her out of it, but you know you can’t talk Liz out of doing something she wants. She can take care of herself…and I’m sure she brought a radio.” “Well I don’t like it.” Isabel puts her hands on her hips as Jesse walks inside, too. She walks over to the table and picks up a radio. “Liz…Liz, are you there?” She depresses the talk button and pulls it back, turning up the volume so she can hear Liz respond. It takes a few seconds, but they all finally hear Liz say, “Isabel? What’s wrong?” “Nothing…besides you running in the middle of the night in Paris by yourself.” “Isabel, I’m fine.” Liz responds. “Was there something else you needed?” They can hear Liz’s voice shake as her feet pound the pavement. “Well, I think you should run with someone else at night. Where are you…I’ll catch up.” Isabel says. “You can’t be serious.” They hear Liz exclaim into the other end. When Isabel doesn’t say anything back, they hear Liz bark, “Fine. I’ll circle back…I’ll be in front of the bookstore in five minutes. You better be able to keep up, because I’m not waiting.” Isabel puts the radio back on the table and turns to Max. “Well, you better get moving…you only have five minutes to get there.” “What?” Max’s eyes widen. “You said you were going.” “Yah, but I just took a shower…come on…you’re already dressed for it.” Isabel pouts at him. Rolling his eyes and walking to the door, he turns around and catches Isabel and Maria grinning at each other. He turns back toward the door, shaking his head, and walks down the stairs into the courtyard. He sits on the side of the fountain to tighten his shoelaces and glances up at Kyle. “I’m going running, I guess.” Max tells him. “With Liz? You better run fast if you wanna catch up to her.” Kyle smirks at him. “She’s coming back…Isabel didn’t want her running alone.” Max stands up and walks out toward the street, leaving Kyle in the courtyard. As Max stands in front of the bookstore waiting, he has a slim hope that Liz isn’t wearing what she usually wears to run. But when he sees her round the corner, that little hope is dashed. She has on one of her little tops with spandex pants. He groans inwardly as she approaches him. As she gets closer, her eyes go wide and she says, “Max…what are you doing here? I thought Isabel was running with me?” “She just showered…so she sent me.” He tells her. Great, she thinks. How was she supposed to get Max out of her mind if he was running with her? She passes him, not slowing and calls back over her shoulder, “Well come on.” He runs after her and falls into step beside her…their feet hitting the sidewalk in a joint rhythm. After a half hour, they feel rain drops start to fall and Max pants, “Maybe we should head back.” She looks over at him and grins. “A little rain won’t kill you.” And she keeps running. Another fifteen minutes and the rain is pouring down. Liz thinks it feels good as the rain cools her sweating skin. She runs slightly ahead of Max and as he watches her run with the rain pouring over her body, he feels his body react to the sight and he stumbles. Liz senses that Max isn’t next to her anymore and she slows as she turns. She sees him about twenty feet back, leaning over with his hands on his knees. Turning around, she runs back to him and says with concern, “Max? Are you ok?” When he looks up at her, she gasps at the look on his face. It contains pure desire and as he stands up, she looks down and can see why. She looks back up at him and can’t tell if she’s breathing hard because she’s been running or because of how she’s feeling right now seeing him like this. They both stand in the rain, panting and looking at each other like two predators about to pounce. Liz blinks back the rain from her eyes and within moments feels Max grab her and crash his lips on hers. They devour each other like they’ve been starving for months as Max tangles one hand in her hair and presses the other against her lower back, pulling her to him. Liz lets out a whimper as she brings her hands around to grip at his back like a lifeline. Moaning into each other’s mouths, they stumble to the side of the sidewalk and fall against the wall as Max grabs her, lifting her as she wraps her legs around his waist and he presses her back into the wall. Max is oblivious to anything around them except Liz’s heat surrounding him…the heat of her hands on his back as she yanks his wet shirt up…the heat of her breath in his ear as she bites his earlobe and moans in his ear as she grinds the heat between her legs into him. Liz is completely lost in the feel of Max. She can feel the stone of the wall on her back as Max holds her to him with one hand on her ass. His other hand is on her breast, kneading it through the wet material as his mouth moves to her neck. She throws her head back into the wall when she feels him biting at her neck hungrily and she moans loudly. She’s helpless to stop his thoughts from crashing into her head and as they rub frantically together, all she can hear in her mind is, ‘Liz, Liz, Liz…Oh God…Liz, Liz, Liz…’ She feels the vibration of his moaning against her neck and she grinds against him more incessantly. Distantly, they hear voices coming from down the street…urgent voices speaking rapidly in French scrambling to get out of the rain. Breaking away, the reality of where they’re at crashes down on Max. He lightens his grip on Liz and looks at her flushed face…her swollen lips…and says, “Liz…” as he shakes his head and lets her slide down to the ground, eliciting a groan from both of them. She brings her hands to his chest and rests her forehead between them as she tries to calm the desire coursing through her. What is she doing? She came out here to run…to get Max out of her mind…and look at her. She’s in the middle of the street practically ready to rip his clothes off and jump him right there on the sidewalk. And not an hour ago she was telling herself she couldn’t start a physical relationship with Max. Stepping back from him slowly, she hears a crackling sound coming from her waist. It takes her a moment to register that it’s coming from the radio and she picks it up, turning the volume up. “Liz?” She hears crackle from the other end. “Yah…I’m here.” She looks up at Max, suddenly overwhelmingly embarrassed at her behavior as his hands drop from her waist. “We were just worried…it’s raining pretty hard. Maybe you should come back now.” She hears Maria say. She nods and says, “Yah…we’re heading back now.” and clips the radio back on her waistband. Max watches her wipe the rain off her face and glance up at him before looking down at the sidewalk and closing her eyes briefly. He has no idea what she’s thinking, but he hopes that she’s not getting ready to apologize. He doesn’t think he can take it if she regrets what happened. Finally, she looks up at him and says, “Max…I…we um…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” He doesn’t let her finish. He shakes his head and holds his hand up. “Don’t, Liz. I don’t wanna hear your apologies.” She sees the anger come to his face as he turns and starts walking back to their apartment. Why is he mad? She’s pretty sure he wanted her as much she wanted him. Her eyes widen suddenly when she realizes he thought she was apologizing for what happened between them and she takes off down the street to catch up with him. “Max!” She yells behind him as she catches up to him and grabs his arm. “Max…I…I didn’t mean…” ”I know, Liz. I get it.” Max pulls his arm away from her. “No, you don’t get it. I wasn’t apologizing. Well, I  was apologizing…but not for what happened…just for getting too out of control.” She steps closer to him and brings her hand up to his chest. “If you wouldn’t have stopped us, I’m pretty sure I was minutes away from ripping your clothes off and taking you right there on the sidewalk.” Liz looks up into his face just as his lips come down on hers. She hears him groan, “Oh God, Liz.” into her mouth as she grabs fists full of the shirt on his chest. Max feels her pressing against him again and he grabs her hips to still their movement. Breaking away from her mouth, he says, “Liz, if you don’t stop that…God, I need you…so much.” He rests his forehead against hers and takes several deep breaths before pulling away. The rain still pouring down around them, Liz raises her hand and traces Max’s lips with her fingers. He closes his eyes and peeks his tongue out to lick the tips of her fingers before grabbing her hand and pulling her index finger into his mouth. She stumbles forward at the sensation and moans as she watches him. Feeling his tongue gently sucking on her finger, her knees buckle and he opens his eyes to see her head thrown back and her lips slightly parted. She looks up at him and their eyes lock together as Max releases her finger. “I need you too, Max…now.” Liz grabs his hand and pulls him down the street. “Come on…let’s go.” He smiles at forcefulness and struggles to keep up with her pace with the state of his arousal. They walk back to the apartment in silence, and see Kyle waiting for them where the pathway to the courtyard meets the street. “Geez…are you guys crazy? Running in the rain?” Kyle shouts at them as they get closer. Liz smiles at Kyle and says, “Since when is a little rain gonna hurt? I don’t think we’ll melt.” He rolls his eyes and follows Max and Liz into the courtyard. He watches them increase their pace and practically run up the stairs. Where are they going in such a hurry? Shrugging, he pulls his hood over his head and sits back under the natural umbrella of a tree…trying to avoid getting wetter than he already is. ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

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Post by **Angel13** » Mon Jun 17, 2002 9:13 pm

Part 25~ When Maria hears Max and Liz’s voices drift up from the courtyard, she walks to the door and looks out the peephole and she gasps. “Oh my God.” As Liz tries to unlock the door across the hall, Max stands behind her, his hands on her hips as he bends his head down to kiss her neck. She leans back into him as her head falls back. When she sees Liz’s hand reach back behind her and Max grinding himself forward into her, Maria stumbles back from the door with her hand over her mouth. Everyone looks at her in confusion as she turns to look at them with huge eyes. “Max and Liz are mauling each other in the hallway.” She whispers loudly before racing over to the drawer next to the refrigerator and fishing out the paper in the back. She walks back into the living room as she reads over the paper. “Well, Jesse guessed two months. The next closest was Isabel with one month, but since it’s been six weeks, I’d say Jesse is the winner.” Jesse smiles widely and says, “Ha! I won!” He looks triumphantly at everyone. “And you guys say you know them…for shame.” Michael slumps down in the couch and says, “Damn. They couldn’t wait two more weeks? Then no one would have won.” The next morning, Liz wakes up to see Max’s eyes on her. He’s leaning on his elbow looking down at her and he says, “Good morning.” with a smile. She stretches lazily and smiles back at him. “Good morning. What time is it?” He looks over at his watch on the table next to the bed and says, “8 o’clock.” Her eyes open wide and she says, “Oh my God…I slept for so long.” “You must have been tired.” He says as he pushes her hair back off her forehead. “Mmmm.” She closes her eyes to the feel of his hand on her face. “Must have been.” He leans over and places a kiss on her forehead before moving down to her nose, then her mouth. He kisses her long and slow before moving down to her neck. “Max…” She moans. “We should get up.” “Mmmm…I am up.” He says as he moves down to her chest. She laughs and says, “No…I mean, up out of bed.” as she makes an effort to sit up. He shakes his head back and forth and she can feel the stubble on his face scratching her skin. “Nope. I’m sorry Miss Parker, but after six weeks of being tortured by you, I’m not letting you go anywhere.” She manages to look astonished. “Me? Torturing you? Who’s the one running around here all the time without a shirt? Who’s the one who sits and watches me work all night? Who’s the one who can’t keep from looking at me like you’re about to devour me?” Max lifts his head in the middle of her tirade and smiles when she finishes. “Are you saying that you’ve been  lusting after me for all these weeks?” He grins further and says in a teasing tone, “I have to agree…I  am hard to resist.” Liz opens her mouth and swats his shoulder in protest before saying, “Ok, ok…I admit it.” And she rolls her eyes at him. “But I didn’t do anything to taunt you…I kept a respectful distance from you.” She raises her nose in the air in mock indignation. He nods his head and smiles sarcastically. “Uh huh. You’ve just about killed me walking around her with your little jogging outfits, all sweaty. Combine that with a little touch here, a little smile there…” He stops his teasing, sighs, and looks at her seriously. “Actually, you don’t have to do much more than just walk in the room to make me want you. And a lot of the time, you don’t even have to do that.” Her smile immediately fades as his head disappears beneath the covers and she sinks back into the bed, completely lost in what he’s doing with his mouth and fingers. She can hear the sound of rain falling on the window above her head and she opens her eyes a few hours later to see the gray sky beyond the panes of glass. Smiling, she turns to see that she’s alone in bed and she glances over to see that it’s past noon already. Groaning, Liz rolls onto her back and stretches her well used muscles. She can’t remember the last time she felt so…good. Grabbing the pillow next to her and inhaling deeply, she can smell Max all around her. Her skin tingles as she thinks about how they made love all night and then several times this morning and she sinks down further into the covers, still grasping his pillow to her. How weak she is…just yesterday she was convincing herself to stay away from him, that he would just be a distraction. Now look at her…rolling around in the scent of their love making. But oh, how sweet it was to surrender…it’s been almost four years since the last time she and Max made love. The first and last time she and Max made love. She’s broken out of her musings by the sound of her bedroom door opening and she peeks her head out from under the covers to see Max standing there. He’s struggling with two cups and a plate filled with fruit and bread as he walks over to the bed smiling. “You’re up.” He says as he sets the cups down and sits next to her. As she sits up, he leans over and kisses her gently before he hears her stomach rumble with hunger. He smiles as she says, “I’m starving.” He holds the plate up to her and says, “Then it’s good that I brought food.” He brings a piece of melon up to her lips and she grabs it with her teeth hungrily. As she chews the melon, she looks over at Max, wearing nothing but boxers, and says, “One of us is  way overdressed.” as she licks her lips and looks at him suggestively. Max grins and slowly pulls the covers down, exposing Liz to the waist, before setting the plate on her chest. He quickly sheds his boxers and leans across her stomach, picking up a strawberry from the plate in front of him and feeding it to her. “Better?” He asks. She nods and happily chews the strawberry as Max watches, transfixed. He smiles at how her hair is sticking up all over the place and thinks that he’s never seen her look more stunning. “I love you.” He says suddenly. She stops chewing and just looks at him as she licks strawberry juice from her lips. For a moment he’s worried that he spoke too soon, but she swallows the strawberry and leans forward, bringing her hand to his cheek. She smiles and says, “I love you, too.” He sighs internally with relief and grabs her hand, kissing her palm and spending the next hour feeding her the rest of the plate of fruit as they laugh and talk and kiss. Eventually, Max sits up and asks, “So…what am I thinking?” Liz brings a finger to her lip and looks up as if in thought. “Hmmm…Oh!” Her eyes go wide in shock and she looks at Max slyly. “But Max…we’d need handcuffs for that!” Max laughs and swats her butt. “I wasn’t thinking that.” He grins at her and rolls on top of her. “But now that you bring it up…” He starts nuzzling her neck and she starts laughing. She raises his head and says, “You were thinking about taking a shower.” He thinks for a moment and says, “Oh…right. A shower.” He lowers his hand and runs it down her body and as her laughter stops and she moans, he says, “You’re very dirty.” “Mmmm…oh, really? Then maybe you should wash me.” She says before tracing his ear with her tongue. He bolts up and gathers her in his arms before draping the sheet around them and rushing out of the bedroom as she giggles. They stop in the hall suddenly when they run into Maria. And their laughter dies when Maria lifts her eyebrows at the sight in front of her. “Oh my…well, good afternoon you two. Sleep well?” She asks them with a grin on her face. She doesn’t get an answer…instead, she’s left in the hallway as they rush into the bathroom leaving giggles in their wake. Once the door to the bathroom is shut, she shakes her head with a smile and walks back into the living room. “The sex maniacs are awake.” She announces as she walks out onto the balcony. Kyle, Serena, Isabel and Jesse are all sitting around the small table talking and they look up at her statement. “It’s about time…I don’t think I’ve seen Liz sleep so long in, well, forever.” Kyle says. Serena laughs and says, “I doubt they were sleeping very much.” as she waggles her eyebrows up and down. Isabel doesn’t want to hear any more about the whys, whats and whens of Max and Liz having sex. She had enough of their speculations last night. Groaning, she stands up and says, “Well, we have to go to work.” She looks at Jesse as he raises a reluctant hand to Isabel. “Ugh. Retail is definitely not my forte.” He stands up and as they walk into the living room, he calls out, “We should be back by 10.” “So, is Liz gonna try to connect with the baby today?” Maria sits in the chair Isabel just vacated and looks over at Serena. “If she ever comes out of that bedroom.” Serena smiles. “I  am a little anxious to find out what she sees.” She’s worried about how this pregnancy will affect her and what her having powers means. Does this mean the baby has powers? How are they going to deal with that? Kyle lays a hand over her stomach and says, “I wonder if it’s a boy or a girl.” “I don’t care…I just hope it’s ok.” Serena lays her hand over his and looks over to see Kyle giving her a reassuring smile. Smiling at her friends’ happiness and wonder, Maria gets up and says, “Well, I’m gonna go check out the neighborhood…see if everything’s ok before I have to go to work. See you guys later.” She’s really happy for them but hopes that everything works out ok. A baby will definitely complicate things, and it’ll be harder for Serena to blend into the crowd if she’s pregnant. People always notice pregnant women, don’t they? An hour later, Max and Liz finally emerge into the living room to find the apartment empty. Liz raises her eyebrows and says, “Wow…I thought for sure  someone would be here.” “Does this mean we can go back to bed?” Max asks her jokingly as he wraps his arms around her from behind. She smirks at him over her shoulder before wiggling out of his arms and grabbing a bottle of water from the refrigerator. “Sorry…no. I need books now. Nookie later.” He gives her his best pouting look and says, “You promise?” She walks up to him and runs her hand down his chest and stomach. “If you’re a good boy…I’ll think about it.” She reaches up and pecks him on the lips before turning to the door. Taking a deep breath, Max falls in behind her. She has no idea what she does to him and right now, the last thing he wants to be doing is leaving this apartment. He’d much prefer to be back in bed with Liz, holding her in his arms and cocooning himself in her warmth. Instead, he finds himself walking into the courtyard to find Michael relaxing on a bench reading a book. He looks up at them, then at his watch, and to them again. “Nice to see you finally decided to join the land of the living.” Liz blushes and Max rolls his eyes at Michael. “We’re going to the store. We’ll be back in a little while.” Max tells him before they leave the courtyard hand in hand and walk down the street to the bookstore Max works at. When they enter they see Stephen, Max’s boss, working behind the counter. “Hey Stephen.” Max says with a smile. “Hey Dan, hey Maggie. What are you two doing in here?” Stephen greets them with the fake names they use in public. Max has to remind himself every day when he gets up that his name is Dan, not Max, not in public anyway. “Just stopped in for a few books for a friend of ours.” Max tells him as he leads Liz over to the section containing books on pregnancy. He walks slightly ahead of her, searching the tall stacks for what he’s looking for. “I think…yah, they’re over here.” He walks to the back and begins looking through the titles when he feels Liz’s hand on his back, snaking around to his stomach…then lower. He jerks with surprise and turns his head. “Liz…what are you doing?” “I don’t know…I think I might have a thing for public places.” Liz whispers in his ear as she fondles him through the front of his jeans. Max leans forward, bracing his hands on the bookcase in front of him as he closes his eyes. They fly back open, though, when he hears a rustling noise from the next aisle. He grabs her hand and pulls it away as he peeks over a bookcase that faces the front of the store and sees Stephen’s head bent over a box of books. Stephen looks over and says, “Hey, Dan…you mind if I run and grab something to drink? You can keep an eye on things for 10 minutes, right?” “Sure. Go ahead.” Max tells him, thinking his face must be bright red, and watches as Stephen grabs some money and leaves the store. When Max turns around, he sees Liz smiling up at him mischievously. “Liz, whatever you’re thinking…stop it.” As it is, he’ll be lucky if he can get his body to calm down enough to step out from behind these bookshelves again. She smiles even wider at him and says, “But you don’t even know what I’m thinking, Max.” She brings her hands up to his chest and runs them down the front of his body as she lowers herself to the floor. He sucks in a harsh breath as she unbuttons his jeans and he tries to stop her. “Liz…stop that.” She swats his hands away and giggles at his attempt to button his jeans back up. Just then, he hears the front door opening and he turns his head to see a customer walk through. After looking around the display in the window for a moment, he sees Max’s head above the bookcase and asks in French where he can find the travel books. Max feels Liz lower his zipper and push his jeans down along with his boxers and he answers in French that they don’t have any, to try the store a couple of street over. He hears Liz whisper up to him, “Oooohhh…I love it when you speak French.” right before taking him in her mouth. He jerks and tries to hold back a moan from escaping him as the customer says thank you and walks out of the shop. Dropping his head back on the bookcase in ecstasy, he can’t believe that she’s doing this to him right in the middle of the place where he works. God, anyone could walk in and they’d know what was going on. And strangely, that thought excites him more than he thinks it should. He looks down and lets out a strangled groan at what he sees…not able to look away from Liz’s mouth and what she’s doing to him. She answers him with a groan of her own and that’s his undoing. “Oh God…Liz…I…” He grits out from clenched teeth as she brings him to his release. Max leans back against the bookcase in total and complete satisfaction, closing his eyes as he’s vaguely aware of Liz redressing him. When he finally opens them, he sees her standing in front of him smiling. “I think I found what I was looking for.” She says seductively. He raises an eyebrow at her in question, sure that if he tried to use his voice it would come out sounding like a squeak, and she holds up two books on pregnancy. He looks at the books, then back to her and she grins at him. He narrows his eyes at her before swiftly grabbing her and pulling her close and locking his lips on hers. Pulling away slightly and running his tongue over her ear, he feels her shiver with excitement. Then he whispers, “You’re gonna pay for that later.” She looks up at him and smiles triumphantly before walking away from him and turning to look over her shoulder. “Promise?” At their stop on the Metro, Isabel and Jesse emerge on the street above and walk toward the shopping district hand in hand. “I’m glad Liz and Max seem to be working things out between them.” Isabel says. “Yah…and their timing was perfect.” Jesse grins at her. He smiles at the sound of her laughter, enjoys the musical sound…it’s one he doesn’t get to hear very often. Their lives are so complicated and sometimes…hell, most of the time…he finds it hard to see an end to their running and hiding. He hates living like a fugitive. He hates having to change his name and pretend to be someone else everywhere they go. But he’ll do it, he’ll do it for Isabel. Her safety is his first priority. The thought of her being captured and tortured again makes his stomach roll and his temper flare. “Honey?” Isabel shakes Jesses arm, noticing that he’s drifted off to somewhere else with a scowl on his face. “What’s wrong?” Jesse shakes his head and shoots a not so convincing smile at Isabel. “Nothing…just zoning.” She’s not convinced, but doesn’t push him. She knows that he constantly worries about their situation, about her. And that he hates feeling helpless. The old Isabel would be worrying right along with him. The old Isabel would be rounding everyone together and pleading with them to hide from their enemies in seclusion. But she’s not the old Isabel. She’s the new Isabel who was held captive for six months while being cut open, prodded and tortured, never thinking that she’d see Jesse or her family and friends again. Life can turn on a dime, and the new, improved version of herself decided a long time ago to enjoy each day of freedom for what it is…a miracle. Jesse walks Isabel to the front door of the clothing store she works at and gives her a peck before sending her inside and walking down the street to the tourist trap he works at. When she walks in, her co-worker, Fran, says, “Sam, you’re so lucky. Your boyfriend walks you to work every day and kisses you goodbye.” with a dreamy look on her face. Isabel smiles and says, “Yah…he’s great.” She’s never told anyone she works with that she’s married…and they take their wedding rings off before going out in public. It may not make any difference, but the further from the truth that they present as themselves in public, the better. As he watches her read the pregnancy books on the balcony, Max studies Liz’s face…all the expressions that cross it. He was surprised to see how fast she could read until she told him she’d learned the “nifty alien scanning trick”. It still amazes him how developed her powers are and knows it can only be because she worked hard and diligently at controlling them. This isn’t the same Liz Parker who was scared and in pain when they first started manifesting themselves. No, this isn’t the same Liz Parker at all, he muses. She’s strong, stronger than he is…but she always has been, really. He watches as the breeze whips a few strands of hair in her face and she flips it away in annoyance…only to have it blow right back…and he smiles at the small battle she fights. She devours every word she’s read and puts the book down on the table before turning to look out over the courtyard in thought. He knows she’s not seeing anything, but processing everything she just scanned…fitting all the pieces of the puzzle together…and most likely formulating a plan this very minute to how they’re going to pull this off. He knows this because he knows her. She has to have a plan, first and foremost. Even if it changes along the way, having a plan from the beginning is essential. It’s one of the things he first fell in love with her the most for. One of the many things about her. He feels his heart swell as he thinks about the last two days and the closeness that they’ve allowed to develop between them once again. He’d held onto the hope that they would find the way to each other again over the last few years, but never actually believed that she’d let him back into her life. She’s simply amazing and he vows that he’ll spend each day proving to her how much he loves her. “Max?” Liz says for the fifth time and Max still isn’t responding. He’s lost in his own world, looking in her direction but more like he’s looking through her. She smiles and decides to play with him. Raising her voice, she says, “So then I was thinking that after Maria joined our threesome, maybe we could ask Michael to join in.” Max is broken from his thoughts when she mentions Maria and a threesome. He shakes his head and looks at her in surprise. “What?” She laughs at his expression and shakes her head. “Just trying to get your attention. I guess it worked.” “Oh…I…uh…I…” He stutters, her previous statement still ping ponging around his head. “I…I was just thinking.” “Obviously. I was trying to ask you if you were hungry.” She smiles as she stands up and crosses to him, sitting on his lap. “I figured if food couldn’t get your attention, sex would.” As she rests her arms loosely around his neck, he brings his hands to her hips and settles her squarely on his lap. “Hmm. Food or sex…it’s a toss up, but I think I’ll choose sex.” He smiles as he bends forward to nibble on her ear. “I guess you better go get Maria and Michael.” “Max!” She bolts back and swats his arm. “I was kidding!” He pretends to be extremely disappointed and he juts out his lower lip. “But…but I thought you said…” “You jerk.” She laughs at him and he can’t keep the smile off his face any longer. Down below in the courtyard, Michael had been quietly passing his duty time by reading when he suddenly heard Liz practically shout out, “So then I was thinking that after Maria joined our threesome, maybe we could ask Michael to join in.” He drops his book and looks up at the balcony in shock. Did he hear her right? No…he couldn’t have. After a few puzzled moments on his part, he hears laughter and guesses that she was joking. At least, he hopes she was joking. Looking up when Kyle and Serena walk in off the street, he stands up and says, “Good…you’re relieving me, right?” “Yup, I’ll be right back down.” Serena tells him and runs up the stairs as Kyle watches her go. “So…what are your plans tonight?” Michael asks him. “Oh, um…I think I’ll stay here. I don’t wanna leave Serena by herself, and I’m guessing everyone’s going to The Hideout tonight, right?” Michael shrugs and says, “I don’t know. Isabel and Jesse should be back by 10 and we wouldn’t go until after that. One of them would probably relieve Serena.” “Maybe. We’ll see.” Kyle says as he sits down next to Michael on the bench. They sit in silence for a few moments before Michael says, “You know what I really miss?” Kyle looks at him and asks, “What?” “TV. I miss TV.” Michael tells him with a note of longing in his tone. “Yah. Me too. I miss football. You know, they’d be in playoffs right about now. I wonder who’s going to the Super Bowl.” They’re both lost in their thoughts of televised sports when Serena comes back down. “What has you two so depressed?” She asks with a smile when she sees the looks on their faces. “TV deprivation.” Kyle tells her. “Ah.” She says, trying to be sympathetic. “You poor things. It must be difficult.” “There will be no mocking.” Kyle pouts. “This is serious.” Michael gets up and says, “Well, I’m gonna go wait for Maria to get off work. I’ll see you guys later.” Maria doesn’t get off work for another two hours, and Michael doesn’t usually go to meet her, but for the last few days he’s felt off. It’s been more like a prickly feeling on the back of his neck and he knows it’s probably nothing, but he feels the need to make sure Maria’s alright when she’s not around him. He pays extra attention to his surroundings as he walks the few blocks to his destination. Taking the time to look at everyone he passes and the windows looking down on the street, he slowly makes his way toward the restaurant Maria works at. He doesn’t see anything peculiar on his way and when he gets there he sits down on a bench just outside, keeping guard and watching everyone who enters and leaves. He really wishes he had that mind reading thing Liz has, or at least the ability to sense what people are feeling. He knows Maria would be pissed if she knew he was out here. She’d tell him that she can take care of herself and she doesn’t need a babysitter. He doesn’t see anything wrong with being protective, but she would probably call it smothering. That’s why he’s glad his bench is out of sight of any windows looking out onto the sidewalk. He can just imagine her storming outside and chewing him out for hanging around while she works. Smiling slightly, he thinks it wouldn’t be so bad if she did. He loves it when she gets mad. At six o’clock, Isabel leaves the store for her dinner break and wanders to a café down the street. It’s crowded with tourists and she’s lucky to grab a just-vacated table in front of the window. After giving her order to the waitress, she turns to watch the people out on the street. She sees several tourists carrying cameras and snapping pictures of the Arc de Triumph in the distance. As she scans the crowd, she suddenly spots Jesse strolling along and looking in the widows of the shops that line the street. She didn’t know he’d be on break at the same time today and she starts to stand up, a smile on her face, intending to go flag him down. But she stops short when she sees the two men following him close behind. They look like any other ordinary people milling about, but there’s something off about them and she immediately becomes suspicious. She watches one of them talk into a handheld radio which makes her almost certain that they’re following Jesse. Panic overtakes her with an ice-like grip on her heart as she fumbles around in her bag for her radio. Please let him have his radio with him. Spilling half the contents of her bag on the floor, she finally grabs it up and looks back out the window to see that Jesse has stopped in front of a shop window. And sure enough, the two men following him stop a few stores down from him…they’re eyes never leaving Jesse. As she depresses the alert button on the radio in three short bursts followed by three long ones, she sees Jesse stiffen and look down toward his pocket. She sees him reach in for it and she punches out the same code again. ‘Please don’t take it out, please don’t take it out.’ She repeats to herself over and over as she continues to beep him their prearranged code telling them that they’re in danger. He takes his hand back out of his pocket and she breathes a sigh of relief as she watches her husband internally debate what to do now. He stays where he is and slowly turns his head toward the direction of the store Isabel works at and he raises his arm to look at his watch. Dropping his arm, he continues to pretend that he’s looking in the window in front of him. She knows that he’s realized she’s on her break…he’s probably worried that something’s happened to her. A sweat breaks out on her face and her heart feels like it’s going to beat out of her chest as she struggles to think of what she should do. Making a quick decision, she quickly gets up and leaves the café looking up and down the street until she sees what she’s looking for. Practically running, she approaches a pair of policemen and excitedly tells them that she just saw two men rob a young woman down the street as she points out the men following Jesse. They follow her line of site and tell her that they’ll take care of it right away and thank her before walking quickly toward the two men. She stands back in the shadows of a doorway and watches the scene unfold in front of her and she hopes that Jesse takes the brief window of opportunity that she’s given him. The policemen approach the two agents and step between them and Jesse. As the four men talk, she sees Jesse glance over at them quickly before dashing away in the opposite direction as quickly and unnoticeably as he can. The two agents try to get past the policemen as Jesse makes his getaway, but the officers think they’re trying to bolt and restrain them. Isabel sags in relief as she sees Jesse disappear around a corner a couple of blocks away and she quietly steps out of the doorway, heading in the opposite direction. When she reaches a Metro station, she ducks into a bathroom and contacts Jesse on her radio. “Isabel! Are you ok?” Jesse demands. “Yes, Jesse, I’m fine. Keep moving…where are you?” “I’m headed south toward the Invalides Metro station. Where are you?” “I’m at the Concorde station in the bathroom. Get on the number 8 train and meet me at Opera.” Isabel instructs him. “Go directly to the men’s room and I’ll meet you there.” “Ok…I’m on my way. Be careful.” Jesse says. “You too. Ditch your coat and stay in the crowd on the train if you can…away from the windows.” Isabel clicks her radio off and quickly changes the length and color of her hair as well as the color of her clothes before leaving the bathroom and catching the next train north. ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

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