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Post by **roswellkitkat** » Tue Apr 16, 2002 1:21 pm

Have I told you how much I loved your story? <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> I can't wait for more!! And Zoe...your baby is the cutest!!! <center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!

Post by **Angel13** » Tue Apr 16, 2002 6:19 pm

I just noticed my title. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> Is that just for me? <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> </center><center>So come and sit on my box, enjoy the view of this water where my lifeboat is sinking. If you reach out for more, you'll find nothing but sorrow...because knowledge is hollow, and pride is hard to swallow. Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **majiklmoon** » Tue Apr 16, 2002 7:00 pm

and which title would that be? The awesome orb title, or the fact that your story is the feature story? <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><center>"Hey Spike, maybe you should put an ice pack on that muscle cramp!</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Tue Apr 16, 2002 11:53 pm

Oh. My. Buddah. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek">  Col picks her jaw up from the keyboard... How in the.... who knew you could... what the...why haven't you written anything SOONER??? <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> You're good! Damn good! Edge-my-seat, ignoring-my-noisy-roommates Good! There's so much Angst. ANGST, ANGST ANGST... and I'm lovin' it <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> - keep writing! Sheesh! Between your ANGST... and Tracie's SHOCKING CLIFFIES... the two of you are gonna gimme a heart attack! But it'll feel great. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> -Col. PS - I heard somewhere that you're the  coolest <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> <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> AtO is so cool, she makes anything look easy!</center>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Apr 17, 2002 9:50 am

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Post by **Angel13** » Wed Apr 17, 2002 10:35 am

Tracie, the awesome ORB title. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> Well, both...but I just noticed the awesome ORB title after I posted the last part. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)">  Col, Hey! Glad you found it!! And I'm glad you like it! I didn't know I could do it, either. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> It just kind of poured right out one day and I couldn't stop writing. I'm up to Part 29...so sit back and relax. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Gosh...I'm feeling all the love. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)">  bookwork, Melisa, and Tea, thanks for the wonderful feedback! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> Part 7~  May 15, 2013 Dallas-Fort Worth Airport-7pm While Max gets a car at the rental counter, Maria is hunting down a hotel that’s nearby the address they have for the bank branch. Max walks toward the bank of phones that Maria has been standing at for 20 minutes, carrying an envelope with the car rental paperwork and a set of car keys. “Find anything?” Maria finishes writing in her notebook, “Yup. Embassy Suites…you get the couch.” She says as she starts walking toward the car rental shuttles. Max picks up their bags and follows Maria, muttering, “Like that was even a question.” and he smirks as they leave the terminal. At the hotel, Max is aimlessly flipping through the TV channels before finally turning it off, when Maria gets out of the bathroom from her shower and sits on the sofa. “So, I think we need to go over our options.” She says and she grabs a slice of the pizza they had ordered as soon as they arrived. Max has Maria’s notebook open on the table in front of him, “Ok. First scenario…she packed up a moving truck yesterday morning and is driving the truck here herself. It would take about 3 days to get here from Philly, assuming she stops to sleep at night. Second scenario…she hired movers to pack and drive the truck and she flew here. That means that she’s already in Dallas and she has a 2 day head start on us.” Maria chews her pizza, staring at the ceiling deep in thought. “Oooo…kay, I say we work with the first scenario. We stake out the bank for the next couple of days, assume she’ll get to town some time tomorrow and will need to go to the bank either when she gets here, or the next day. If we don’t see any sign of her, the only thing left to do would be visit the local rental companies and lie our asses off for information.” She takes another bite of her pizza and looks at Max. “Sounds like a plan.” Max says as he makes some notes in the notebook. “You can wear some tight pants and smooth talk the girls at the rental companies.” She winks at him as she wiggles her eyebrows. Max laughs and says, “Oh yah? What if there’s a guy? What are  you gonna do?” Maria pats her belly and says, “I’m not thinking big, pregnant chicks are considered sexy these days, so I guess we’d be out of luck…unless he’s gay, then you’re back in the game.” She starts laughing at him. “Have another piece of pizza, Maria. I saw a diner across from the bank, we can set up our stake out there…that way you can eat all you want.” Max laughs back and runs to the bathroom as a pillow sails through the air in his direction.  Thursday, May 16, 2013 Dallas Diner-8:30am Max checked out the bank’s hours yesterday…8:30 to 5pm. and they arrive at the diner in time to see it open and settle in for a long wait. They both order breakfast and eat in silence. The morning passes quickly as Maria reads a book that she brought with her and Max reads the paper, doing the crossword puzzle. After the first couple of hours, their waitress realizes that they aren’t going anywhere and keeps their drinks filled, making chit-chat every once in a while. She finds out they’re looking for a long lost friend who they think is moving to the area and will be going to the bank across the street. She shrugs as she makes the rounds at her tables…she’s seen weirder. 2:00pm rolls around, and Maria’s getting antsy. “I’m going for a walk, Max. I can’t stay in this diner one more minute...I need some fresh air. You’ll keep an eye on things while I’m gone?” she says as she slides her way out of the booth. “Sure. Take your time.” Max says, giving her a look of sympathy at her discomfort. He watches her walk out the door and turn to walk in front of the diner…making a face at him as she passes his window. He smiles and thinks how glad he is that she caught up with him at the airport in Roswell. He left without her because she’s 6 months pregnant, and he didn’t think she should be traipsing around on another one of their goose hunts. And he didn’t think Michael would be too happy about it, either. But as he watches her bounce down the street, he realizes that Maria is no delicate flower. She had a good first pregnancy, and this one looks like it’s following the same path. Not that she won’t milk it for all it’s worth, though. He smiles as he remembers Maria confiding to him when she was pregnant with the twins, “I have to make Michael think that I’m helpless, terribly uncomfortable and in agonizing pain because it’s the only time I can get him to agree with everything I say. Hey, I gotta work with what I got, right?” When he can’t see her anymore, he returns to the magazine he bought at the hotel that morning. When almost an hour has passed, Max starts getting worried. Maria wasn’t back yet. Looking over at the bank, then down the street in the direction Maria walked in, he contemplates going to look for her. But just then, his cell phone rings. “Calm down, over-protective guy. I found a baby store and I couldn’t help myself…I’m buying a few things. I’ll be back soon.” Maria says quickly. “Ok, just…you should have called sooner. I was worried.” Max says, sinking back into his seat. “I’m sorry. Consider me chastised. Bye.” She clicks off and shakes her head. When she was pregnant with the twins, she discovered she had a weird alien-mood-antenna and could pick up on Michael, Max and Isabel’s emotions when they were close enough. Thankfully it went away after she had the twins and she’s counting on the same thing happening when she has this baby. Thank goodness they live in L.A., or she might go crazy if she had to be tuned into nine months of Max’s brooding. Dealing with Michael’s emotions was more than enough for her to handle. About 20 minutes later, Max catches sight of Maria walking back down the street, lugging bags in both hands. “Geez, did she buy the place out?” he thinks to himself with a smile. She brings all the bags in the diner with her and stacks them in the booth. “What?!” she exclaims when she sees the look on Max’s face. “They were having a sale.” When 5pm comes and they still haven’t seen any sign of Liz, they resign themselves to the fact that they’ll be back tomorrow and order some dinner. Maria calls Michael to give him an update as they wait for their food to arrive. “No sign of her yet. We’re thinking of going to see a movie tonight and go to bed early.” “Alright. I miss you…the kids miss you, too. And yes…they had a bath last night.” Michael heads off the question he knows is coming. “Good. Thank you for being so patient, Michael.” “No problem. Are you taking care of yourself? Been eating healthy? What are you having for dinner?” he asks her. Maria looks down at the plate of fried cheese sticks and pizza that the waitress just delivered and bites her lip, “Um…chicken, potatoes, and green beans.” She lies as she looks over at Max, choking on the bite of sandwich he just took. “Ok. Let me talk to Max for a minute.” He says as he rolls his eyes. Maria hands the phone to Max giving him a look of warning, “Hey Michael, what’s up?” “Nothing, everything’s fine here. Some woman from your department called to confirm your trip to Phoenix in two weeks.” He tells Max before getting on to the important question, “Maria’s eating junk and pizza isn’t she?” Max looks out the window quickly and says, “Yup. Thanks for taking care of things there, I’ll talk to you later.” And he hands the phone quickly back to Maria. “Michael, I’m fine…taking it easy, so don’t worry.” Maria says into the phone as she looks suspiciously over at Max. “Oh, Isabel tried to dreamwalk Liz last night and she got through. She didn’t get a sense of where she was at but she was…um…dreaming.” Michael informs Maria. “Really?! Why didn’t you tell Max?” she wonders as Max’s head snaps up to look at her. “Well, she was having a dream about Max…a…a sex dream…and they were…” Michael starts to fill her in and Maria’s cheeks turn a deep red as she looks away from Max. “Oh my God!” she says in a low voice after he tells her about the dream, giggling. “Are you serious?!” “Yah, so I guess it’s up to you whether you wanna tell him about it or not. I figure you’d know best if he should know or not.” Michael says. “You remember how he got the other times Isabel got through and told us what Liz was dreaming about.” “Great, thanks a lot, Michael.” She says sarcastically. “Alright, I’ll call you later. Love you.” And she turns off the phone, glancing up at Max. “What was all that about?” Max asks her. “Oh. Um…Isabel. She was able to dreamwalk Liz last night.” She begins, “but she didn’t see anything telling her where Liz is.” “So what’s the big deal. Why couldn’t Michael tell me that?” he takes another bite of his sandwich and looks back up to her. “Liz was having a dream…about you…” she leans in closer to him over the table, “…a very vivid sex dream.” She finishes and trying to hold her laughter in she looks down at her plate and picks up a cheese stick. “Oh.” Max says as his face turns bright red and he looks down at the table, his brow furrowing. He looks back up at Maria and starts to ask for more details when the waitress comes to their table to refill their drinks. “Hey, where did you all say your friend would be coming from?” she asks as she pours more soda in Max’s glass. “Philadelphia. Why?” he looks up at her. Pointing out the window their booth sits in front of, she says, “Because there’s a U-Haul out there at that light that says Philadelphia on the side. And I’m pretty sure those plates there are from Pennsylvania.” And she leaves for another table. Max and Maria whip their heads around and sure enough, sitting right in front of the diner at a red light is a U-Haul. Max tries to see in the cab but can’t see anything more than it’s a woman driving. In a flurry, he flies out of his seat, wildly looking around at all their things strewn all over the seats and the table…along with their food and unpaid bill. He struggles in his back pocket for his wallet with one hand and digs around in his front pocket for the car keys. Glancing out the window every couple of seconds to make sure the truck is still there, he looks frantically at Maria. She sees their predicament and looks up at him, “Go Max. There’s no time, just go. I’ll wait here.” He doesn’t need any more encouragement than that as he flies out of the diner and gets in the car. Maria looks out the window as the light turns green and the truck pulls forward. “Please let it be her, please let it be her…” she silently repeats to herself. And she watches Max tear out of the parking lot, after the truck. ~TBC~ </center><center>So come and sit on my box, enjoy the view of this water where my lifeboat is sinking. If you reach out for more, you'll find nothing but sorrow...because knowledge is hollow, and pride is hard to swallow. Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **majiklmoon** » Wed Apr 17, 2002 11:21 am

look who's chastising whom with the evil cliffies <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> this is so excellent....i love the humor between Max and Maria <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><center>"Hey Spike, maybe you should put an ice pack on that muscle cramp!</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Apr 17, 2002 12:38 pm

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Post by **roswellkitkat** » Wed Apr 17, 2002 4:13 pm

:Clap <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> Angel, that was so awesome!!! You didn't know you had it in you? Well you have it and thank you for sharing it! This story is written so well...I am jealous! Please hurry with more...seeing how you have 22 more parts to give us..... :Grin <center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Apr 17, 2002 5:43 pm

Angel 22 more parts..................OK where are they??? <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Love this................so much ANGST!!! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> So is it Liz??? Will Max be able to catch up to the rental to find out????  Hmmmmmmmmmmmm Liz is getting sexy with Max in her Dreams.............well who can blame her! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> ie  MORE PLEASE! <center>******************************</center><center><img src=http://www.netsnapshot.com/users/6410/i ... r>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>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Apr 17, 2002 9:46 pm

<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> RUN MAX...... RUUUUUUUUNNNNNNN!!!!! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> <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> AtO is so cool, she makes anything look easy!</center>

Post by **Angel13** » Thu Apr 18, 2002 10:51 am

Part 8~ Liz Parker looks down at the paper lying on the seat next to her one more time. She’s slowly driving down a residential street, looking for the number she has written down. The street is lined with gigantic trees and the sun is just starting to set. It’s as good a place as any, she thinks. Finally seeing the number she’s looking for, she pulls the truck up to the curb in front. It’s a small house, and it looks like all the other houses on the street. That’s good…anonymity is good. The windows in the cab are down and she can feel a warm breeze come in…blowing across her face as she turns the engine off. She looks down the street that stretches in front of her and she takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly. The sound of kids playing drifts in through the window, although she can’t see them. She wonders how long she has as she leans forward, resting her head on the steering wheel as she caresses the small of her back. “Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!” she grinds out through clenched teeth and pounds at the steering wheel in frustration. Suddenly, an uncontrollable sob escapes her throat and she can’t stop the flood from coming. She stays like that for several minutes, draped over the wheel and sobbing. “Will my life ever be normal?” she wonders to herself. It doesn’t take her long to get herself back under control. “Keep it together, Parker.” She says to herself and she takes a deep breath, wipes the tears off her face and jumps out of the truck.  5 minutes earlier… Max easily catches sight of the U-Haul and follows it through a maze of residential streets. It finally pulls over in front of a house on the left side of the street and stops at the curb, engine turning off. He stays back a ways and parks on the right side of the street, cuts the engine and gets out of the car. Walking slowly up the right side of the street, his eyes never leave the U-Haul. He stays in the shadows and tries to stay unnoticed as he approaches the spot across the street from the truck. He hears something coming from the truck before he can see inside of it…someone crying. As he gets even with the cab, he steps behind a tree and peeks around…searching the inside of the cab across the street. He sees a woman leaning over the steering wheel, crying loudly. His heart aches at the thought that it might be Liz, and for a brief moment, he really hopes it’s not her. Because if it is, she’s probably crying because of him…because she had to run from him once again. He watches her sit up and wipe the hair back from her face and he gasps…it  is Liz. He feels as if his heart stops beating and he can’t move. She seems to say something to herself and she quickly gets out of the truck, walking around it to the mailbox. He’s paralyzed. What should he do? Suddenly he doesn’t have a thought in his head. He can’t make himself move out from behind this tree. He shakes his arms, “Come on, Max…get it together and just go over there.” He says to himself. Damn. Maria should be here…she’d be running over to Liz already. What’s he going to say? Will she just take off again? He’s waging an inner battle as he watches her grab a large envelope from the mailbox and head to the front door of the house. She’s wearing cut off jean shorts and a torn t-shirt that has Nebraska written across it. Max wonders if she lived there at some point. Her hair is shorter, but he knew that already. He can still hear her crying in his head, and he can’t make himself move. But before he can do anything, she’s disappeared inside the house. Standing there for few more moments…staring at the front door of the house, he can’t decide what to do. He knows Maria’s right…they need to talk to her. But…seeing her…all the reasons that they need to do that have flown out of his head. And her crying…she seemed so…broken. Making a decision, he quickly makes his way back to his car and looks toward her house one last time. He finally starts the car and turns around, heading back to the diner. When he walks in and sees Maria’s face fall at seeing him, he knows she’s assuming it wasn’t Liz. He makes his way to the booth and sits down. Taking a deep breath, he says, “It was her.” “What?!” she yells at him, “then what are you doing here?! You just left her there? Did you talk to her? Why are you back so soon, Max?” she rapid fires questions at him. Max looks up at her, then back down to the table. “I just couldn’t, Maria. When I got there, she was sobbing…it was awful. She didn’t see me, I hid behind a tree across the street.” He says softly. “I just could come out from behind that damn tree and say anything to her…I couldn’t make myself move.” He laughs ironically. Maria smiles with him at the shared memory of Max needing to ‘come out from behind the tree’. “Well, let’s go…I’m going back with you…” she begins. “Maria, I don’t think we should. I don’t think I can do it…I don’t think I can face her.” Max admits. Maria grabs his hands across the table, “Max, I’m sorry buddy, but we’re going. WE, as in you and me, are going to march up to her door and knock on it until she answers. Then we’re going to tell her what she needs to know. If she wants us to leave after that…we’ll leave. You can do this, Max. We’ve been waiting to do this for 10 years.” She squeezes his hands for reassurance. “But first, we’re going back to the hotel so I can shower. I’m not going to see her after this long smelling like a greasy diner.” She smiles and slides out of the booth, gathering her bags. Max swallows and follows Maria out of the diner, helping her into the car. “You  do smell kinda funky.” And she swats him on the arm as she sits down as he walks around, getting into the driver’s seat.  2 hours later… Sitting in the car parked behind the U-Haul, Maria looks at the house and turns to Max, “So this is it?” He nods and doesn’t make a move to get out. Maria takes a deep breath, grabs the door handle and says, “Let’s get this over with, I have to pee.” as she gets out of the car. They walk slowly across the yard and Maria can see shadows of someone moving around inside…all the windows brightly lit from inside. They can hear loud music coming from inside…”Dave Matthews”, Max thinks. “She still listens to Dave Matthews.” Maria says to him softly, echoing his thoughts. At the front door, Max backs away quickly. Maria turns and sees the panic in his eyes. She catches up with him in the middle of the yard, “Max. Listen to me. Max, it’ll be ok. Alright? I didn’t travel all the way around the country while 6 months pregnant to have you chicken out on me now! You got it?! So get yourself pulled together!” she has a hand on his cheek and she’s trying to give him an encouraging look. “It’ll be alright…what do think she’s gonna do, shoot fire out of her eyes at you?” she tries to lighten the mood. “Maria?” Maria hears a quiet voice, a voice that’s not coming from Max. Max and Maria whip their heads around to see Liz, standing in her doorway with a look of…what? Shock? Anger? Both? Max can’t tell. She’s covered with smudges of dirt and sweat, hair pulled up lazily in a ponytail…some of it hanging in her face. In her right hand, she has a sponge that’s dripping water on the floor while her other hand holds on to the door. The three off them stand in silence, staring at each other as the sound of Dave Matthews drifts out into the yard. ~TBC~ </center><center>So come and sit on my box, enjoy the view of this water where my lifeboat is sinking. If you reach out for more, you'll find nothing but sorrow...because knowledge is hollow, and pride is hard to swallow. Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **majiklmoon** » Thu Apr 18, 2002 10:57 am

<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"> ...well all except for the part about Dave Matthews <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... tongue.gif ALT=":b"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> Angel, this is so great! <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><center>"Hey Spike, maybe you should put an ice pack on that muscle cramp!</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Thu Apr 18, 2002 4:11 pm

<img src=http://www.duhspot.com/users/smiley/s/cwm/cwm/eek2.gif ALT=":jawdrop"> That was excellent!  edited cause the graphic didn't work <center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/umajiklmoon.sh ... iklmoon</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/images/moon18.gif" BORDER=0> at: 4/18/02 4:59:56 pm

Post by **Angel13** » Thu Apr 18, 2002 5:46 pm

Tracie, you just hush about Dave Matthews. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> That was wink, wink, nudge, nudge for Col. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> Part 9~ “Liz!” Maria flies toward her and hesitates for a second when she reaches her before pulling her in to a hug. “Oh my God, Liz!” she cries as Liz slowly raises her arms to embrace her. After a few moments, Max finds himself slowly backing away toward the street…his eyes on Liz and Maria embracing in the doorway. “Stop right there, Evans!” Maria yells at him, not letting go of Liz. “You move one more inch and I  will have to kick your ass.” He stops and Maria steps back from Liz, but doesn’t let go. Liz glances over at Max for a split second, then back at Maria and down to her protruding stomach. “Well, you might as well come in. No need to give the neighbors a show…I’m new here.” and she turns to go back in the house, leaving the door open behind her. Maria turns, waving her hand at Max…urging him forward to follow her through the door. He closes it behind him and stays standing in front of it. Liz has gone over to a boombox that’s sitting on top of some stacked boxes and turns it off. She turns around, glancing at Max and says, “There’s a chair in the back bedroom. Can you go get it and bring it out here so Maria can sit down?” He nods and walks in the direction she’s pointing. He walks past a kitchen and into a short hallway. Finding the room she must have been talking about, he walks in and sees that her huge bed has already been set up. He smiles slightly, heading for her chair and he carries it out to the living room. Liz has disappeared into the kitchen and he can hear her filling plastic cups with ice and filling them with water. She reappears, and pauses as she enters the living room. Max has brought the chair in and Maria stands next to it with her hand out, stroking the fabric on the back. She looks up at Max, seemingly in question, and he nods at her. This makes her smile and her attention is back to the chair. When she sits in it, her smile grows wider and she again looks up at Max with a look of amazement. Confused about the entire exchange, Liz walks further into the room and hands Maria one of the cups of water. She sets the second cup on the floor next to the chair and she walks back a few feet, sitting on the floor with the last cup. Max moves to pick up the cup next to the chair, clearly left for him, and he sits on the floor not far from Maria. He can’t look at Liz and instead looks around the room. It has hardwood floors with light beige walls. There are several boxes lined up against a far wall and a bucket in the center of the room surrounded by cleaning supplies, rags and paper towels. Liz finally speaks up, “So…what’s the thing…” she waves between Maria sitting in the chair and Max, “…with the chair?” Maria smiles and continues to absently rub the fabric on the arm. “Oh, that. Um…I’ve had a sort of obsession with this chair ever since you got it.” she laughs nervously. Liz doesn’t say anything, just looks at Maria in confusion. Suddenly, Maria bolts out of the chair, “Oh man, I gotta pee!” she rolls her eyes, pointing to her stomach as she looks at Liz. Liz smiles, getting up off the floor and says, “Here, it’s back this way.” and she leads Maria down the hall. “The toilet paper is sitting on the counter and there are towels stacked on the bathtub.” Liz says as she opens the door to the bathroom for Maria. “Thanks. Don’t kill him while I’m gone, ok?” Maria says with a wink as she closes the door. Walking back into the living room, Liz sees that Max is standing in the middle of the floor…his hands in his pockets, staring at the door. When she walks back in, his head swings around to her. She takes a deep breath, shifting on her feet slightly and she looks away…to anything but him. She looks back up and he’s looking at the floor, glancing up at her every few seconds. “What are you doing here, Max?” she finally blurts out. Max couldn’t possibly be more uncomfortable as he looks from the floor, to her and back to the floor again. Finally, while looking at something that’s apparently totally engrossing on his shoe, he says in a whisper she can barely hear, “I see you.” An incredulous look comes to her face as she says, “Yah, Max. I see you, too. You’re standing right in front of me. What is that supposed to mean? ‘I see you’.” She mutters the last part to herself as she paces to one side of the room. “Great.” Max thinks to himself. How stupid am I? What am I, some kind of idiot? He looks up at her…at a loss for words and opens his mouth, only to close it again. Liz watches him and sighs deeply, stops her pacing and turns her head to watch Maria walk back into the room. Maria looks from Max to Liz, wondering what’s going on. She sees Max repeatedly looking at the door and she can feel his agitation, fear, self-deprecation and most of all…panic. She walks back over to the chair and sits down, “Liz, if you’ll sit down, we have a lot to explain to you.” And she watches as Liz glances back up at Max, anger in her eyes, and sits back down on the floor. “Max, buddy, you’re gonna have to calm down…or you’re gonna give me a heart attack. Ok?” she looks over at him with her eyebrows raised. He immediately goes to her side, “Are you ok? I’m sorry.” and puts his hand on her belly…checking. Maria swats it away and says, “I’m fine, just keep the emotions in check.” with a smile. As Liz watches this, she’s confused more than ever. Is that Max’s child? This gives her a slight pang but she brushes it away. Max sits down next to Maria and Maria starts, “Ok, I don’t know what Max said…or didn’t say…so I think the best thing to do would be to start at the beginning.” Liz stays silent for a moment, then looks up angrily at both of them and says, “Look, I don’t know what you think you have to tell me that’s so important, but you shouldn’t be here. You need to go back home.” A look of sadness crosses Maria’s face, but she continues, “We’ll leave if you want us to…but there are things we think you need to know first.” She looks to Liz, gauging her reaction before continuing. “You know, the thing…with the chair?” at Liz’s nod, she goes on, “I know about this chair because Max sees it. Every year, on the same date, at the same time, Max is pulled to you in his sleep…to wherever you are. He sees you…he sees you sleeping.” Liz looks sharply over to Max, “It  was you! The other night, you were in my room!” she stands up and shakes her arms out and paces across the floor. “I can’t believe this! What gives you the right? What makes you think you can invade my privacy like that?” she fires at Max. “You have  no idea what you’ve done!” Turning to Maria, she adds, “And you knew about this? How could you?” tears come to her eyes as she backs away from them, shaking her head back and forth. “Liz…Liz, you don’t understand.” Max says softly as he takes a step toward her…only to see her take a step back. “I’m not doing it…I’m not the one making this happen.” Looking at Maria, then back to Max, “Well, then who’s doing it?” But she already knows…she realizes now. Max looks at the floor, swallows, then moves forward a couple of steps closer to Liz. He raises his gaze up to meet hers, takes a deep breath and furrows his brow, then says… ~TBC~ </center><center>So come and sit on my box, enjoy the view of this water where my lifeboat is sinking. If you reach out for more, you'll find nothing but sorrow...because knowledge is hollow, and pride is hard to swallow. Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **majiklmoon** » Thu Apr 18, 2002 6:03 pm

oh you complete and utter meanie......says what?????? Don't do this to me <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><center>"Hey Spike, maybe you should put an ice pack on that muscle cramp!</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Apr 18, 2002 7:41 pm

Talk about your <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /devil.gif ALT=":evil"> cliffhangers...wow

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Apr 18, 2002 11:24 pm

You are truely EVIL <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /devil.gif ALT=":evil"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /devil.gif ALT=":evil"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /devil.gif ALT=":evil"> So Who's Doing It?!?!? Can't wait for the next part... -Col. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> PS - absolutely loved the DMB reference <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> - you're the coolest! <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> AtO is so cool, she makes anything look easy!</center>Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/u41steps.showP ... 41steps</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://mail.typicalsituations.com/email ... olleen.gif" BORDER=0> at: 4/18/02 11:08:15 pm

Post by **Angel13** » Fri Apr 19, 2002 10:01 am

From the last part… Looking at Maria, then back to Max, “Well, then who’s doing it?” But she already knows…she realizes now. Max looks at the floor, swallows, then moves forward a couple of steps closer to Liz. He raises his gaze up to meet hers, takes a deep breath and furrows his brow, then says… Part 10~ “You are, Liz…you’re doing it.” Liz’s reaction isn’t  quite what they’re expecting. Her eyes open wide, “Ok, that’s not exactly what I was thinking…but ok.” She thinks to herself as she stares in shock at Max before she races for a box in the hall, rips it open and dumps the contents on the floor. Looking over her shoulder, she pleads with Max, “Get over here and help me.” Throwing a confused look in Maria’s direction, he quickly joins her and looks down…sheets? She has a sudden urge to make the bed? He stands there, watching her…confused…when she shoves some into his arms and tells him to grab the hammer and tacks that are on the kitchen counter. “You shouldn’t be here, Max. Start covering all the windows.” When he continues to just stand there, baffled, holding the sheets, she tells him, “Just do it, Max…now!” Max looks over at Maria and finds the same confused expression on her face as she rises from the chair, “Did you hear what he said, Liz? You’re using some weird alien power to pull him to you.” “Yes, I heard him, Maria.” Liz says as she races into the front room and frantically starts nailing a sheet above a window to cover it. “It’s not me, It’s not me that’s doing it.” Once Max and Liz get all the windows covered, they return to the living room. Liz looks scared, her gaze darting around the room frantically looking for….where is it? She throws a couple of boxes off the top of a stack in the corner and finds what she’s looking for…her laptop. As she’s plugging it in and plugging her cell phone into it, Max and Maria watch her, “What’s going on, Liz? What are you doing?” Maria asks her finally…thinking that Liz has clearly lost her mind. Liz looks over at them and looks around the room wildly, then back at them. “You shouldn’t be here.” She says again, stressing every word. She looks down at Maria’s protruding belly and looks up at her, “You need to go, you need to get away from me.” “No! We’re not going anywhere until you tell us what’s going on!” Maria cries and shakes her head. “Max! Make her tell us what’s going on!” Max looks over to Maria with an eyebrow raised as if to say, “And how exactly am I going to do that?” Frustrated, Liz turns her attention back to her laptop. Typing in a few commands, she starts reading and noticeably relaxes. She sits back on her heels and wipes at her forehead, sighing with, it seems, relief. “Ok…we’re ok.” She absently says to herself, then turns to look at Max and Maria. Realizing what she must look like, she gives Maria a small smile and stands up. “Wow…you must think I’m a freak.” “Crazy and lunatic are just two of the terms crossing my mind right now, Liz. What  are you doing?” Maria says. Liz smiles at her and says, “I can explain. You can’t stay very long, but I’ll try to explain what I can…then you have to leave.” Liz goes out to the truck to bring in some kitchen chairs for them to sit on while she sends Max into the kitchen to get some peanuts and chips that are sitting on the counter. When they’re all comfortable, no one knows how to start. Liz finally looks up at Maria and says with a laugh, “So…the chair…you like it, huh?” Maria laughs and says, “Not really, I mean, I never did like it from Max’s descriptions.” She touches the fabric on the arm and says, “When he first told me about it, I was horrified. It sounded just awful! I mean, brown? He told me it was well used and the fabric looked like it was ready to fall off. I drew it over and over again, imagining it in my mind, until Max said that I got it right. And I  still couldn’t believe that you’d have such a thing in your house.” She laughs at the memory. “Michael was soooo tired of talking about this chair. He would roll his eyes and leave the room, muttering about his crazy wife.” “So…you and Michael. You got married?” Liz asks in amazement and slight relief. “Yup. A few months after graduation.” Maria winces as she mentions graduation and looks at Liz for her reaction. Liz just nods and gives Maria an understanding smile. “You don’t seem to have a problem with it now.” She notices as she points to the chair. “Now I see why you kept it. It’s comfy…cozy. It feels like home.” Maria says as she rubs her hand over the arm. “Every year, I’d ask Max if you’d gotten rid of it yet. It started to become a joke.” She chuckles as she looks over at Max. Liz looks at Max then, too. “I thought I was seeing things…in Philly… hoped that I was seeing things.” “I’m sorry, Liz.” Max says as he looks up at her. “I never meant to scare you into running again.” Liz pauses a moment, looking into his eyes. “It’s ok, I’m used to moving a lot.” “Yah, I know.” He replies as he notices a deep looking scar on her forehead before looking away quickly. “Liz, there’s a reason we’ve been looking for you. There’s a reason we’re here.” Maria says. Liz shifts her gaze to Maria, “I had hoped that I hid myself well enough so that this would never happen. Guess I slipped by leaving that bill out in the open.” She looks at Max once again, “So, how is everyone? Tess probably isn’t happy that you’re following me around the country, huh?” she asks as her gaze shifts down to the pile of peanuts in front of her. “Liz, Tess is dead.” Max tells her, meeting her gaze. “Oh…I’m…I’m sorry.” Liz looks embarrassed. “No, Liz…you don’t understand.” Maria begins, “Liz, she orchestrated everything. She made Max act the way he was acting…made him say the things he said to you that day. The baby…she  stole it. She was never even pregnant. She couldn’t have been, because her and Max never had sex.” Liz looks from Max to Maria, and back to Max. “Are you serious? But you…you had a connection with him. You had flashes when he was born…and you connected to him when Tess came back.” She says, confused. “She sent me those flashes. She made me think I was connecting to him. Khivar sent her away when she reached Antar and she wasn’t pregnant. He  sent her back to Earth…she didn’t escape like she told us. She was desperate and did every thing she could to worm her way back in.” Max explains, “She even…she…she…” he couldn’t finish. He drops his head to the table as tears threaten to come. “Liz, Tess made you miscarry your baby. She knew you were pregnant and she couldn’t let you have that child. If you did, she knew she would lose Max to you forever. Like he wasn’t already, but that’s beside the point.” Maria finishes for Max. Liz stares at Maria in shock…a look of horror written across her face. The three sit in silence for several moments before Liz finally clears her throat and speaks. “How did she die?” “She killed herself. She killed herself when she realized that Michael was going to kill her.” Maria tells her. “The same day you left.” All these years, Liz thinks, all these years she thought it was her…that she was the reason she lost the baby. She can’t stop the tears that come and she covers her face with her hands. Maria grabs one of Liz’s hands, “I’m so sorry, Liz. But she got what she deserved…she got what she deserved for what she did to Alex and to you. We just wanted you to know. That’s why we’ve been looking for you. We thought you should have all the facts if you were going to stay away…if you were going to keep running away from us.” She chokes up before continuing, “We miss you, Liz…everyone does. Please come home with us.” she adds softly. Liz looks up at Max, who has been watching her, “Max, I’m sorry…I’m sorry you lost your son, too.” “I didn’t have a son to lose, Liz.” He tells her. “What I lost was you…you and our child.” After Liz takes a few moments to collect her thoughts, she gets up and goes to the kitchen for more water. She stares at the running water wondering how her life got so screwed up…wondering if it will ever be normal. “If I just wouldn’t have run in the first place…so much pain…so much lost.” She thinks to herself, as she watches the water swirl in the sink before falling down into the drain. When she walks back in the living room, she raises her chin and looks at Max, “I can’t…I can’t come back with you. I want you to leave…and forget about me.” “But why, Liz? You can come home, there’s no reason for you to stay away…we just told you, Tess was lying. And she’s gone now. You can come back home with us.” Maria cried. “No, Maria…I can’t.” Liz sits back down. “Yes, I left because of Tess…and Max…and the whole situation. I just…couldn’t deal with it again. I couldn’t deal with it anymore.” Her gaze shifts over to Max and she steels herself for what she’s about to say…which is whatever she has to say to get them to leave. Taking a deep breath, she continues, “I…after you left…in the gym, with Tess…it just all hit me. I kept thinking that you should have just let me die in the Crashdown that day. If you had then I wouldn’t have had to suffer through all the alien bullshit for the following 3 years. After everything…all the secrets, the lies, and putting up with how you treated me, Max. I was just tired of it all. I was tired of being treated like a 2nd class piece of crap by all of you…when  you were the ones that didn’t belong here… you were the ones who came to  our planet and totally screwed with  our lives. So I left. I couldn’t even stand to look at any of you anymore.” She finishes and glances up at Max. Max shrinks back at her words…shriveling inside at each one. He knows she’s right, there isn’t a minute of the day that he doesn’t remember how he treated Liz…how awful he was to her. He’s looking down at his shoes…not wanting to see the hatred in her eyes…the accusation. He felt his heart twist in his chest and all he wants to do is do what she asks…leave. Maria is baffled at Liz’s tirade. She had no idea that Liz had felt like that. “Liz…don’t you think you’re being a little harsh? I mean, you  are the one who kind of forced them to let you help. Yes, I agree that Max treated you like crap there for a while, but did you have to take off and not contact  anyone, not even me, for all this time?!” Turning to see Maria’s teary eyes, she says, “That’s not why I  stayed away. It’s why I left in the first place. I stayed away because I…I would have put you in danger. All of you…but especially you, Max…you and your son. You may not have a son now, but  you’re still in danger. And even after it all, I had this stupid sense of loyalty…and I hated myself for it but I still had to protect you.” She sighs loudly and rubs her hands over her face and she hopes that it was enough…enough guilt to get him to leave. Feeling himself slowly die inside at what Liz has said, he looks up at her last words. “In danger?” Max exclaims, “In danger from who? And why would you have anything to do with someone looking for me?” Liz looks at Max…notices the new lines on his face and saddens realizing that she’s probably the reason they’re there. “Khivar. Max, Khivar will kill you if he finds you here.” ~TBC~ </center><center>So come and sit on my box, enjoy the view of this water where my lifeboat is sinking. If you reach out for more, you'll find nothing but sorrow...because knowledge is hollow, and pride is hard to swallow. Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Fri Apr 19, 2002 10:38 am

Whoa... <img src=http://www.duhspot.com/users/smiley/s/cwm/cwm/eek2.gif ALT=":jawdrop"> . Never saw that coming! Great stuff, keep it coming! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!

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