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Post by **Angel13** » Sun Apr 21, 2002 9:59 pm

Part 15~ After walking in silence for a few blocks, Liz says, “It all seems so much smaller than I remember it.” “Yah. It does. I think it’s because our world has gotten so much bigger, don’t you think?” Michael responds…noticing Liz’s slight limp the farther they walk. Liz looks up at Michael thoughtfully and smiles, “I suppose so.” After several minutes more of silence, Liz quietly says, “I wanted to thank you, Michael.” as she looks up at him. “for taking such good care of Maria all these years. She seems so happy. And knowing her, I’m sure you’ve had to put up with a lot…with her searching for me and…and I want you to know that I’m sorry. I’m sorry for causing her so much pain.” Speechless, Michael just looks down at her and nods. “I love her.” Smiling at Michael’s response, she says, “I’m so happy for you both. Grace and Alex are wonderful. I wish…” she stops, not wanting to get into her regrets. Seeming to understand what she’s trying to say, he looks at her, “You have all the time in the world to get to know them now. And the new baby should be here in a couple of months.” Taking a deep breath, she spots a bench up ahead in the park and goes to sit on it, motioning for Michael to do the same. “There’s another reason I wanted to talk to you this morning.” Michael sits down and turns toward her, waiting for what she wants to say. Liz turns to look at him, meeting his gaze seriously, “I wanna talk to you about Max. I want you to promise me something. That whatever happens…you know…with Khivar, I want you to make sure that Max’s safety comes first, no matter what. He’s going to worry about me…put me first, ahead of himself. I can’t do anything about that. But I have to know that you’ll make his safety your top priority…no matter what he tells you to do.” Michael just looks at her, not knowing what to say. She continues, “Because, Michael…if something happens to Max, if Khivar kills Max, then everything that I’ve gone through…everything I’ve put all of you through for the past 10 years will have been for nothing. Please, you have to promise me that you’ll do this. Tell me that you’ll keep him alive. Because I know he’ll make bad decisions if you let him…if something happens to me.” She takes a deep breath and grabs his hand, “Please…if you just tell me that you’ll do that, then I’ll feel a whole lot better about my decision to come back.” Michael looks down at her hand on his and thinks about what she’s said. She’s right; Max would do anything to keep Liz safe, even if it meant getting himself killed. He only has a rough sketch in his mind of what’s going on with Khivar and why Liz stayed away for so long. But he’s awed by her selflessness and looks back up into her pleading eyes, “Of course. I promise…keep Max alive.” And he quirks up his lips at her in a smile. She lets out the breath she was holding, and says, “Thank you, Michael.” Letting go of his hand, she looks out to the street for a few minutes…watching the cars drive by. She knew she could count on Michael. It’s a big reason she gave in to Maria in Dallas. She and Michael had never been great friends, but she’s pretty sure that they both had respect for each other. “So,” Michael starts as he spreads his arms over the back of the bench and relaxes. “are you ready for the big pow wow when we get back?” Liz laughs at Michael’s bluntness and says, “No.” and they both laugh at her answer. Minutes pass as they sit comfortably together…knowing they don’t have to say anything. They watch a few cars drive by and Liz leans her head back against the bench, raising her face toward the sun and closing her eyes. She thinks about how much Michael has matured since high school and smiles. It looks like all Michael needed was a little love. Breaking the silence, Liz opens her eyes and says, “I don’t know what to tell them, Michael.” And she leans her head to the side to look at him. He looks over at her, then back to the street. Finally, he says, “What do you  want to tell them?” “Nothing,” she smiles. “but for some reason I don’t think that’s gonna work.” “No, probably not.” He smiles back before reaching his hand up to scratch his eyebrow. “Look, Liz…to be honest, you don’t  have to tell us anything.” Liz nods her head, knowing what Michael’s really saying…that they can see what happened just by looking at her. “Well, I guess now is as good a time as any to get this over with. Wanna head back? And you can tell me what life with Maria has been like?” she smiles at him as she stands up and turns back in the direction of Max’s house. “Sure.” He smiles and they start walking back to Max’s. Meanwhile, back at Max’s house, Maria is woken up by Grace and Alex…anxious to get her out of bed. “Ok, ok…I’m up. Just give me a minute.” She tells them. “Get up here and give me some lovin’, that might get me up faster.” She smiles at them as they hop into bed with her and hug her. “Did you eat breakfast, yet?” she asks them. “Yup. We made waffles with Liz!” Grace squeals. “So you guys got to meet Liz?” she says as she strokes Alex’s hair. “She came into Max’s room when we were waking him up.” Alex informs her. “She has lots of boo boos, mommy. I told her that Max would fix them but she just said that they don’t hurt.” He sounded confused. Maria sighs, thinking about how Max heals every little cut and scrape the kids have ever had when they visit. And if they get hurt in L.A., they make him heal the scars as soon as they see him again. “I’m sure she’ll ask him to when she’s ready, sweetie.” “I think Max likes her.” Grace adds. Maria smiles, “What makes you think that?” “’Cuz he just stared at her all morning…when she wasn’t looking” she informs Maria with wide eyes as if this is the biggest secret she’s ever told. “Well, I think you’re right, Gracie.” Maria says with a wink. Almost an hour later, Liz and Michael burst through the front door in tears…from laughing so hard. Michael has just finished telling Liz about the fiasco surrounding the birth of the twins. As they stumble into the living room, they abruptly stop when they see Max and Maria waiting for them in the living room. Their laughter slowly fades as they walk further into the room. Max and Maria smile upon seeing Liz laughing so heartily…it’s the first time they’ve seen her laugh since they found her. Truth be told, it’s the first time they’ve seen Liz laugh like that since before Alex died. “What have you two been up to?” Maria teases. “Oh, Michael was just filling me in on some things that I’ve missed.” Liz goes to sit next to her in the big chair and a half that she’s sitting in. “He’s turned into quite the storyteller.” she grins. “That’s Michael, resident wacky guy.” Maria laughs at the absurdity of that statement. Max can’t help but feel jealous…he wants to make Liz that happy…make her laugh like that. “So, you enjoyed your walk?” He smiles at her. “Yah…I did.” Liz says as she looks over at Michael and says, “Thanks for going with me.” “No problem.” He says as he sits on the sofa next to Max, clapping him on the back. “So where are the monsters?” he looks around and sees the lack of children in the room. “They’re out back, playing in the pool.” Maria tells him. “That’ll keep them busy for hours.” “Isabel and Jesse went home for a while…they should be right back.” Max tells them. Liz gets up and starts for the kitchen. “Does anyone want anything to drink?” “Soda! Milk!” Michael and Maria call out. “Coming right up…Max?” she asks. He jumps up and says, “You sit down, Liz…I’ll get it. What do you want?” “Soda’s fine…thanks.” and she sits back down with Maria. “Kyle and Jim are on their way. I called my mom, but she has to work.” Maria tells her. “Is Mrs. Evans coming back.?” Liz asks. “Yah, she should be here soon.” She tells her, grabbing her hand and laying it on her stomach. “Feel that?” Liz’s eyes go wide, “Wow! She’s moving!” She exclaims, running her hand over Maria’s stomach. Laughing, Maria says, “Yah, it’s really cool until the last couple of months. I thought the twins were gonna kick my ribs right out of my body.” “See,” Michael says, “she said it was a girl, too. Told you.” Maria looks at Liz, “He’s convinced it’s a girl, but I think it’s a boy.” Liz suddenly realizes that they can’t possibly go to a doctor, and wouldn’t be able to get the sonogram that most people have that tells them the sex of their baby. “Michael can’t connect with the baby and see what the sex is?” she asks…remembering when Max did that with Tess. As Max walks back in with their drinks, Maria says, “But, Liz…Tess wasn’t really pregnant. She made him think that’s what he was doing.” Looking at Liz closely. “Michael can’t do that…he can just tell if the baby’s in distress, or content. Max can, too.” “Right…I…I forgot.” She says, embarrassed as she looks down at her hands. “I still can’t seem to wrap my head around that one.” she says with a small smile. Max hands everyone their drinks and sits back down with Michael, having heard what they were talking about. He looks at the coffee table, not knowing what to say…feeling like an idiot. Just then, the door flies open and Kyle comes marching into Max’s house, “Where is she?” he asks as he storms into the living room…his eyes finally falling on Liz. “Oh my God, Liz.” He whispers and pulls her out off the chair, hugging her. “I thought I’d never see you again.” he says into her ear. Liz stiffens immediately and struggles out of his embrace, “It’s good to see you again, Kyle.” and she steps back to get a good look at him. “You look just the same!” she laughs and wipes at her eyes. “Yah…you…you too, Liz” he says, looking her up and down…she was so…different. She gives him a ‘yah, right’ smile and asks him, “So where’s your dad?” looking behind him. “Right here.” Jim says as he walks over, grabbing Kyle’s arm and slowly moving him away from Liz. He sees Liz visibly relax at having her personal space back. “It’s good to see you kiddo.” He says softly. “Yah, you too.” She says back, smiling in gratitude. “You too.” Isabel, Jesse and Diane arrive then, quietly entering and grabbing a seat…not wanting to interrupt the reunion. When she sees them walk in, Liz says, “Well, I guess everyone’s here.” Jim turns to Kyle, “Let’s go grab some chairs from the kitchen.” When everyone has a seat, Liz looks around at everyone assembled and brings her hand up to her lips, tears coming to her eyes. “I’m sorry.” Clearing her throat she begins her story… ~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 ... >Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/uangel13.showP ... Angel13</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://66.68.132.234/silver_hand.gif" BORDER=0> at: 4/21/02 9:33:52 pm

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Sun Apr 21, 2002 10:04 pm

I love that Max & Liz are talking with each other so easily... even though there are some things that Liz still needs to come clean with... but at least they're talking... and more importantly, they're being  honest with each other. <img src=http://216.40.201.240/s/contrib/ruinkai/biggthumpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> Hmmmm.... why choose Michael to go for a walk with? What does she need to talk to him about? Hmmm... can't wait to find out! Get back here! <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 **majiklmoon** » Sun Apr 21, 2002 10:10 pm

you are never ever ever ever allowed to say one thing to me about evil cliffies, is that understoond? Are we clear on that, cause I am gonna die if you don't post another part asap! <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** » Sun Apr 21, 2002 10:38 pm

Ok......that is two of you that need to post warnings to new parts. The warning will read :  Evil Cliffie Ahead, BEWARE. Can't wait to hear Liz's story!! Thankyou so much for writing Angel!! <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** » Mon Apr 22, 2002 10:27 am

Part 16~ Nearly two hours later, Liz finishes telling them all she can about Khivar. She told them everything…how Khivar beat her that first day in Albuquerque…how he beat her for days. How he followed her for years, tormenting her with descriptions of how he was going to kill Max…and her. She told them only that he would get violent and knock her around when he saw her…there was no way she could tell them just how violent he really was. She told them about all the different places she had lived. How she took odd jobs like waitressing, bartending, and house cleaning…just so she could live. How she knew that no matter where she went, she would never be free. She also told them about Jaret and how he had helped her…kept Khivar away from her. She told them about the handful of shapeshifters that followed her, watching her. She told them about how she could never make friends because  anyone could be Khivar in a different body and she wouldn’t know it. She couldn’t trust anyone. She told them about the two years she spent drinking, trying to escape the reality of her situation. And she told them all of this with a straight face, not looking at anyone because she had to get through the telling without stopping…until they knew it all. When she’s done, she pauses and says, “Then I opened my door to find Maria and Max arguing in my new front yard.” And finally she looks up. “They’ve probably told you the rest…so…that’s about it.” Maria has her head resting on Liz’s shoulder, holding Liz’s hand between both of hers. “Jesus, Liz.” Jim says…his elbows on his knees, holding his head in his hands. “How are you here? How…?” and he chokes up, not able to finish. The group is in silence…shocked…absorbing everything they just heard. Isabel is holding both Jesse’s hand and Diane’s, with her forehead on Jesse’s shoulder. “For so many years, I was so mad at you…for leaving…for doing what, I thought, you were doing to Max by making him appear in your room every year and making him so depressed. I was so…angry. I’m sorry.” She can’t even look at Liz. “And you thought that all this time, we had accepted Tess, and forgiven her for what she did to Alex…what she did to all of us? That she was living happily with Max and their son?” Kyle says in amazement, looking over at her. Liz nods slightly, still looking at her hands. Michael stands up, saying, “I’m going out back…check on the kids.” and hurries out the kitchen door into the backyard. Max looks around…over to Liz…and stands up, following Michael to the backyard. He finds Michael sitting on the back patio, his left elbow on his knee, hand covering his mouth as he absently watches the kids splash around in the pool, laughing. Max sits in the chair next to him…looking out at the kids, not saying anything…waiting for Michael to speak. “What are we gonna do, Max?” Michael finally says. He looks over at Max, “What? Tell me you know what we’re supposed to do.” His eyes plead with Max’s. Max looks away, back to the kids. “I can’t, Michael. I really don’t know.” He looks down at his shoes, “I haven’t even processed the fact that Liz is back…let alone what she’s been through…or what we’re gonna do now.” Looking back up at Michael, “We haven’t dealt with any alien-related problems for a while. It’s become easier and easier every day to forget that I even  am an alien.” He sighs, “Some king I am.” Michael sits back…taking a deep breath. “It could have been Maria.” As Max looks over at him, he meets his eyes, “It could have just as easily been Maria, and just thinking about it makes me feel like throwing up. I don’t know how she survived, Max…I really don’t. When are you gonna heal her?” Max just shakes his head and says, “She hasn’t asked me to. She knows I want to, but she hasn’t asked me yet.” “You know she has a limp, right? She’s had bones broken that didn’t heal right…I noticed it when we were walking this morning.” He tells Max. “And that scar…the one on her neck and chest…we don’t even know how far down it goes…” his voice fades as he drops his head in his hands. “It must have been bad…it must have been really bad. The way she looks…she looks like she’s been tortured…repeatedly.” He swallows loudly. “Alright, Michael!” Max hisses at him. “I don’t need a rundown of Liz’s injuries.” Michael looks over at him, “Sorry, man…I’m just…I don’t even know what to think.” “It’s alright. Sorry I snapped. But I can’t just walk up to her and heal her if she doesn’t want me to. Hell, right now, she can’t even stand me touching her.” Max looks back. “She loves you, man…believe me.” Michael tells him. “You’re wrong about that. And I don’t blame her for hating me. I’ve done nothing but screw up her life.” Max says, dropping his head. “Don’t start this crap, Maxwell. Believe me…she loves you…more than you deserve. Just give her some time.” Michael rolls his eyes as he talks. “From what it sounds like, the only person who’s touched her for the past 10 years is Khivar…and that was to beat the crap out of her and God knows what else. So don’t you dare start feeling sorry for yourself.” Michael stands up, “I gotta figure out what to do with Maria and the kids. They can’t be anywhere near this when it goes down.” He looks back out toward the kids playing. “She’s gonna have the baby in a couple of months…what are we gonna do?” He runs his hand through his hair as he walks back inside, leaving Max on the patio. Inside, Maria sits up and puts her hand to her head just as Michael walks back in the room. “I have to go lay down. I can’t handle all your emotions right now.” She says as she looks from Michael to Isabel. Isabel stands up and helps Maria out of the chair, “I’m sorry, Maria. Why don’t Jesse and I take the kids back to our house for the rest of the day and night. They’ll have fun, and you can get some rest.“ she offers. “They’d love that, Isabel. If its not too much trouble.” Maria says as she lets Isabel pull her up. She turns to Liz, “We’ll talk later?” “Of course.” She says with a smile. When Michael helps Maria up the stairs to their room, Liz turns to Isabel. “What did she mean about your emotions?” “Maria…when she’s pregnant…can pick up all of our emotions. Me, Michael and Max. It’s pretty constant if we’re close by…but it’s usually not so bad because she’s been in L.A. most of the time so she’s only had to deal with Michael’s.” Isabel explains to Liz. “We figure it’s the baby picking it up, but Maria feels it too. It went away as soon as she had the twins, so we expect the same thing to happen this time.” “Oh.” Liz says, feeling bad for causing Maria more pain. “Let’s get the kids and go home, ok?” Isabel says to Jesse and Diane. When she goes into the backyard to get the kids, she takes a seat next to Max…who is leaning over his knees in his chair, cradling his head in his hands. “Hey, Max.” He doesn’t look up as he says, “Hey, Iz.” “How did we let this happen, Max” Isabel asks as she raises her hand to her forehead, absently wiping her hair back. “How did we let this happen to Liz?” When Max doesn’t respond, Isabel continues, “I think she’s not telling us everything.” “Of course she’s not.” Max responds with a scratchy voice as he stands up and heads back toward the kitchen. Max walks back into the living room, his eyes immediately going over to Liz before turning to his Mom. “I’m sorry I can’t get over there this weekend to help you clean out the garage.” Diane gives Max a hug and says, “It’s ok, honey. You take care of Liz and if you need anything, you call me, ok?” “Ok, mom.” He says back and releases her. “Jesse, you’ll call me if you see anything strange?” Max says to him. “Of course. Don’t worry.” Jesse says, clapping Max on the back. Liz stands up to say goodbye to Diane. As she steps close her, Liz lightly touches her arm and says, “I was so sorry to hear about your husband.” “Oh, thank you, dear. I miss him so much.” Diane says back with a small smile. Isabel comes back in the room with the kids following and grabs a bag from a just arrived Michael. “Are you guys ready?” she asks Jesse and Diane. “Yah, here…let me get that.” Jesse says as he reaches for the kids’ bag. “Bye everyone…see you tomorrow. Bye Liz.” He says, taking one last concerned look at Liz and leaving through the front door. Alex runs over to Liz and pulls on her hand, “Are you gonna come over and make breakfast with us in the morning?” She leans down, “We’ll see, Alex. You and Grace have fun tonight.” “Ok, bye!” and he runs out the door, following Jesse. Diane, Isabel and Grace say goodbye, promising to see them in the morning, and make their way out to the car. Liz sits back down and exhales loudly. “One down, one to go.” Kyle looks over and says, “Hey, if you want me to go to the Crashdown with you, Liz, I will. I see your parents almost everyday…I know they’re gonna be so happy to see you.” A sharp jolt of jealousy shoots through Max as he stands helplessly in the center of the room. After all these years, Max is mildly surprised at how jealous he is of Kyle. Rationally, he knows there’s no reason to be…but Kyle has everything to offer Liz that he doesn’t. Shaking his head at being so juvenile, he goes to Jim to say goodbye. Liz smiles at Kyle, “Thanks, Kyle. But I think the fewer people that are there, the better it’ll be.” And she stands up. “No problem. But if you need anything, you give me a call…ok?” he says as he stands up, moving in Liz’s direction, then halting…remembering her reaction last time he touched her. “Ok, thanks.” Liz tells him. Jim claps Max on the back as he hesitantly steps toward Liz before stopping, “Anything, you hear. You call me…I don’t care what time it is.” She smiles at him as he turns toward the door. “Come on, son, let’s go.” Jim says to Kyle. “Bye Liz…Max, Michael.” Kyle says as he heads out the door. Liz looks in the direction of the door for a few moments, then turns to Max as Michael makes his way to the couch. “I guess I better go see my parents.” She sighs and looks at the TV that Michael just turned on. “I think I have my story straight.” Michael looks over, “What did you decide to tell them?” “That everything just hit me…Alex’s death…losing the baby…my relationship with Max and their trying to control me…and I just left. I’ll just tell them that it became easier and easier to stay away and before I knew it, 10 years had passed. It’s kind of lame, but I can’t think of anything better that they might believe.” Max looks up at her and says, “Liz, if you want to tell them the truth, I’ll trust your judgement…I’ll go with you.” Liz looks shocked at his suggestion and shakes her head, “No…no, Max…I really don’t think that’s a good idea.” She sees the relief pass over Max’s face. “How are you gonna explain the scars?” Michael asks without looking at her. “Car accident.” She says simply as she stands up and walks toward the stairs. “Max?” She says looking over to him shyly. “Can you drive me over there?” Max hesitates and says, “Sure. When do you want to go?” “I’d like to freshen up…cover up.” She says, putting her hand over the scar on her neck and chest. “They’re gonna have enough to deal with…I should look as normal for them as possible.” And she walks up a few stairs before turning back, “Thank you, Max. I really appreciate it.” Max sits down next to Michael, who’s giving him an approving look. “What’re you gonna do?” Michael turns on the TV, “Watch a baseball game, take a nap…who knows? No kids…and Maria’s sleeping. I’m a free man for the afternoon.” He smiles as he flips through the channels. 20 minutes later, Liz comes down and Max’s eyes sweep over her body. She’s changed into a long-sleeved white cotton button down shirt and around her neck is a blue scarf. The one he saw on her dresser a few nights ago. She’s put a little make-up on and some earrings. Her hair is down, falling just to her shoulders making an attempt to cover the scar on her forehead…one side tucked behind her ear. She looks beautiful to Max and he just stares at her. “Are you ready?” She asks when he doesn’t make a move to get off the couch. “Oh…yah…of course.” He jumps up, stuffing his hands in his pockets. He grabs his keys off of a little table that sits right inside the front door and he opens it for her. “Be back in a few, Michael.” “Good luck.” He yells at Liz from the couch, not taking his eyes off the TV. ~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** » Mon Apr 22, 2002 10:39 am

why do you do this to me *whimper* this is so totally excellent 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><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** » Mon Apr 22, 2002 10:44 am

This is <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... smokin.gif ALT=":smokin"> ! Can't wait for more! <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/uroswellkitkat ... lkitkat</A> at: 4/22/02 10:49:59 am

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Mon Apr 22, 2002 11:01 am

<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> Just caught up and it's no good  Angel I need you to come right back here and post some more!!! I knew Liz was going to make sure Michael wouldn't let Max get himself killed! Hmmmmmmmm so they know some of the details of just what Khivar has put Liz through and they know it was even worse than they heard <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> Its so sad that Liz can't bear her personal space being invaded, I hope Khivars end is going to be extemely painful. What is Michael going to do about Maria and the kids??? Where to hide them so Khivar can't get to them????  MORE! MORE! MORE! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <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** » Mon Apr 22, 2002 2:53 pm

This is such a wonderful story. Thank you so much for writing it. And please post more soon, I am anxious to see what happens next!

Post by **Angel13** » Mon Apr 22, 2002 3:57 pm

Part 17~  Saturday, May 18, 2013 Roswell Max drives Liz to the Crashdown and he pulls his black SUV into a parking space in front. Turning off the engine, he sits looking in through the front windows. This place brings back so many memories…he tries to avoid driving by it whenever he can. As he looks at the tables sitting on the front walk, he remembers the night that he brought Liz home after her grandmother died. That seems like a lifetime ago. He looks over at Liz and asks, “Are you ready? Or do you just want to sit here for a while?” She’s looking through the front windows. She can see her dad sitting at the counter, her mom standing behind it filling a drink for someone. She remembers all the times her and Maria worked there, wearing that silly uniform. She doesn’t see any waitresses…or maybe they don’t make the waitresses wear that uniform anymore. She looks back to the counter…Alex…he would sit there for hours keeping them company when there weren’t any customers. Alex… She turns at Max’s voice, “I’m ready. Should I just call when I’m ready to leave?” “Yah, here’s the number at the house.” He writes down his number on a scrap of paper and hands it to her. “Ok.” She says in a small voice and looks out the windshield and into the Crashdown for a few more moments. Stepping out of the car, she walks toward the door…turning one last time to look at Max. She looks so scared, and he gives her an encouraging smile and nod before she opens the door to step inside. He sees Jeff Parker look up from the counter and stand up quickly from the stool he was sitting on. As Max watches Nancy rush from around the counter to run toward Liz, Jeff looks out the Crashdown window at him. Meeting his gaze for a few moments, Max slowly puts his car into gear and backs out of the space…driving away. Instead of going back home, Max drives around Roswell aimlessly. Replaying everything Liz told them that morning. It’s like a tape playing certain phrases over and over again.  …he beat me…most of the time until I was unconscious. When I’d wake up, it would all begin again.  He came into a bar I was working at and taunted me all night while I had to work.  …he beat me…  He told me hundreds of ways he wanted to kill Max.  He’d tell me that he already killed everyone I knew.  My leg broke once, when he was kicking me…and he laughed while he kept kicking it.  …he beat me…  I couldn’t walk for a month when I lived in Chicago.  …he beat me…  …he beat me…  beat me  beat me  beat me Not able to take it anymore, he pulls over to the side of the road and jumps out…using his powers to explode everything in the immediate area. He destroys two lamp posts, a mailbox, a few rocks and then he turns to his car, kicking it a few times for good measure. After calming down enough to realize what he’s doing, he sits on the curb and looks around at the damage he’s done. Fortunately, he’s on the outskirts of town and no one saw his display. He lowers his head on his knees and breaks down sobbing uncontrollably. What else wasn’t she telling them? He could tell she was holding back. His heart ached, remembering her emotionless monotone. For ten years…while he was happily teaching away…while Maria was on tour…while Isabel and Jesse were busy with their remodeling…Liz was in a living hell. While they were all living their lives, Liz was being chased and tortured. He looks up…out to the deserted street in front of him. He feels so helpless and powerless. Liz has had so much stolen from her…their baby…her dreams…a decade of her life. And why? Because he loves her. All because he loves her…he’s absolutely destroyed her life. Hopefully everything goes well with her parents. Even though they won’t know the truth, he knows that it would mean a lot to her to have their love. His thoughts are interrupted by his cell phone ringing. “Hello?” “Liz called, you need to pick her up.” Michael tells him. Standing up and wiping his face, he says, “Ok, thanks.” before clicking off. When he gets back in the car, he sees by the clock on the dashboard that he just dropped her off 45 minutes ago. Hopefully that isn’t a bad sign about how their reunion went. He puts the car in gear and turns it toward the center of town. As he pulls up to the Crashdown, he sees Liz standing by the door with her parents. She looks up as he pulls into a parking space and motions for him to join them. His heart starts pounding nervously and he turns the engine off. He sits for a moment and hesitantly gets out of the car and makes his way over to them. “Max! Nancy Parker rushes up to him and grabs one of his hands between both of hers. “I don’t even know how to thank you for bringing her home to us!” she gushes. He’s overwhelmed by her greeting and simply looks down at her and smiles. “Um…yah…well, you’re welcome.” When he looks up toward Liz, he catches Jeff Parker’s eye before looking over to Liz. “I hope I didn’t pull you away from anything important. My Mom asked me to call you.” Liz tells him. “Please, come on in…you can tell us all about how you found her and talked her into coming home!” Nancy pulls him toward the doors to the Crashdown excitedly and he awkwardly gets pulled past Liz and her Dad as Liz smiles a small apology to him. As they all sit down at a table, Nancy says, “I never see you anymore, Max. You used to come in with your sister all the time.” Finally, Max hears Jeff Parker speak for the first time, “For God’s sake, Nancy. You know perfectly well why he never came in. He felt guilty for making Liz run away…we all saw him at graduation with that girl and their kid…flaunting her around like she was the greatest thing since sliced bread.” And he levels his gaze at Max. “What Max, couldn’t be happy just ruining  my little girl’s life, you had to spread the wealth?” “Stop it!” Liz says to her Dad angrily. “Jeff, honey, can’t we just be happy that she’s home? You don’t have to bring all that up…obviously Liz has forgiven Max, or she wouldn’t have come back with him.” Nancy pleads with her husband. Jeff simply sits back in his chair and looks over to Liz, “I’m sorry, Lizzie.” And he looks over to Max, taking a deep breath before saying, “I’m sorry, Max. It was a long time ago and Nancy’s right…I’m just glad that Liz is home. Whatever you did to find her and get her back…thank you.” Max nods his head slightly before turning his gaze to Liz. “Well, Maria did most of the convincing…actually.” “Well, whoever did what, I don’t really care…I owe you my thanks.” Jeff says to Max before turning to Liz. “So, are you staying in Roswell? To live?” Looking up at her Dad, Liz says softly, “Yes…I think so. I just got back yesterday and I haven’t really had a lot of time to think about what I’m gonna do yet.” “We kept your room how you left it, Liz.” Nancy tells her. “You can stay there…while you figure out what you want to do.” “Yes, I’m sure Max has enough on his hands with Maria and Michael and the kids staying with him.” Jeff says as he looks at Max. Inside, Max is a jumble of confusion. He’s barely keeping up with this conversation, but one thing is clear…they don’t want Liz staying with him. Trying to not look panicked, he says, “It’s no problem, really. I have an extra guest room and I know Maria and the kids are loving having Liz around.” “Mom, thank you…for the offer. But I think I’ll just stay put for a couple of days…get to know Grace and Alex…and figure out what I’m gonna do.” Max doesn’t hear anything else that’s said…he’s stuck on the ‘couple of days’. “Couple of days?!?! Only a couple of day?!” his mind is screaming. No no no no…she has to stay…it never even crossed his mind that she might leave his house and go somewhere else. He just got her back and she wants to leave again?! “Max? Max?” he’s broken out of his revere by Liz’s Mom. “Oh…sorry. What was that?” Max shakes his head and looks over at her. “I was just telling Liz that she should come over for dinner tomorrow night, would you like to join us?” Nancy smiles at him. “Oh…um…sure. That would be great.” He smiles back at her, trying to avoid Jeff’s glare. “Well, we really should go. I told Maria that I’d try to be back before she woke up.” Liz makes up an excuse off the top of her head. Nancy pops up out of her chair and hugs Liz tightly to her. “Liz, I’m so glad you’re home. We missed you so much!” she says as a few tears slip out of her eyes. As Max and Jeff both raise out of their chairs, Liz says, “Yah, me too.” And goes to her Dad to give him a hug as well. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” Jeff closes his eyes as he hugs Liz and moves to grab Nancy’s hand as Max opens the door for Liz and they both walk out of the Crashdown. “I don’t believe one word she said about how Max found her and what she’s been doing all these years.” “Oh, Jeff. Just drop it.” Nancy says as she walks away from him and through the swinging doors to the back. Liz gets in the car quickly with her head down and tells Max, “I’m so sorry for that, Max. My Mom…she insisted that she talk to you herself. I’m so sorry for my Dad…” “Liz…stop. It’s ok…really.” Max interrupts her apology. “He has every right to feel the way he does…he doesn’t have any reason not to.” “I’m just sorry you had to lie to them.” “It was easier than telling them the truth. You were right in not telling them about you…I don’t think they could handle it.” Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Liz relax back into her seat and roll the window down. He glances over at her and she’s smiling while she holds her arm out the window and lets the wind drag her arm back. “I’m so glad that’s over. I’m glad  today is over…the hard part of today, anyway.” She tells him when she sees him watching her. He smiles at her before turning his attention back to the road. Liz closes her eyes and lets the wind whip through her hair before saying, “Right now, at this very moment…I feel more free than I’ve felt in more than 10 years.” And she leans forward to turn the volume on the radio up before leaning back with a smile on her face. ~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** » Mon Apr 22, 2002 4:18 pm

<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> that was so touching *sniff* Angel, you are too good at this <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** » Mon Apr 22, 2002 6:50 pm

Oh my....that was great...I can't even speak...please hurry back with more! I have so many emotions....<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> ...<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> ...<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> ...<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> ...<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... smokin.gif ALT=":smokin">  Angel....YOU ROCK! <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** » Mon Apr 22, 2002 11:33 pm

ITA with Melissa's emotions.... all of 'em! I've been reading religiously, but I sneak snippets at work and can't post till I get home... so you can imagine the flip-out episodes I have at my desk <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> - everyone thinks I'm a nut... but then that's to be expected... Anyway... I absolutely LOVED these last three parts! Liz's talk with Michael was just great... she makes such a convincing case to persuade Michael to protect Max above all else, when all you wanna scream is "Hasn't Liz been through enough already?!? ARGH..." you just want HER to be protected, ya know? Of COURSE you do! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> - I think when the time comes... Michael's gonna have a hard time keeping his promise... ... and he was so wigged out after she told her story! I loved his reaction... typical Michael, bolting out the door...  sigh... At first I thought Max was very subdued in his reaction, but then I realized that that's exactly how he'd act...in front of Liz and everyone else. It was great to see him finally flip out when he was alone though... <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> The 'Rents... I was so worried about Liz seeing her parents... I was glad to see that Nancy had forgiven Max and at least Jeff was trying... pretty awkward for Max and Liz though All these scars on Liz... the trauma... the limp... her pain and nightmares... the flinching in close contact... You've built it up so much, and I just know that more trouble (in the form of Khivar) is on the way... that I am SCARED OUTTA MY MIND.... for Liz! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"> - I don't want anything bad to happen to her ever again! And with all this pain that Liz has been through... you've still been able to make me feel so bad for Max too... his guilt is suffocating...  Nervously cracking my knuckles in anticipation of the next part, so I can get back to my nail-biting <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)">  -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> AtO is so cool, she makes anything look easy!</center>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Tue Apr 23, 2002 9:31 am

<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> Poor Liz and i'm guessing that's not half the story............  Angel the way you wrote their reactions, I think you got it down pat! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> I'm so hooked on this fic <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <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>Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/utabascoliz.sh ... EN>Tabasco Liz</A> at: 4/23/02 8:34:08 am

Post by **Angel13** » Tue Apr 23, 2002 10:24 am

Thank you guys for the  wonderful feedback!! Poor Col...sneaking peeks at work. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> I'm so glad you guys like it...makes me want to write more. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> This is a long part...I didn't want to split it up. A lot happens and a lot is revealed...so enjoy!! Part 18~ “Max?” Liz says as she looks out the window at the passing Roswell scenery as they get closer to Max’s house. “Yah?” He glances over at her, then back to the road. “Think you could give me a tour of your house when we get back?” she smiles out the window. He laughs, “Sure. Sorry, I guess we’ve been kind of preoccupied…I didn’t even think that you’ve never been there before.” Sadness seeps into his voice for the last few words. When they arrive back at the house, Michael is still sitting on the sofa…watching a baseball game. “Hey.” He looks up, then back to the TV. “Maria went for a walk.” Max nods and goes to the kitchen, grabbing two sodas out of the fridge. Handing one to Liz, he says, “Ready for the grand tour?” She smiles, taking a sip of her soda, “Yup. Lead away.” “Well, you’ve seen the kitchen…and the living room,” he starts with a smile. “through here is the dining room.” He leads Liz through a doorway leading off the living room. It’s empty of furniture, but a fort has been made in the middle of the room with chairs and sheets. Chuckling, he says, “Obviously Grace and Alex use it more than I do.” Liz laughs with him, “I see that.” He leads her back through the living room, into the hallway, past the stairs. “On the right, here…a bathroom. And down here is my office.” He tells her as they walk toward the end of the hall. Opening the door, he turns on the light and guides Liz inside. She looks around, her mouth open. The first thing she sees when she walks in is poster-size photos all over the ceiling of stars….galaxies. She walks into the room, her head angled up toward the ceiling. “Wow! This is amazing.” She tells Max as he smiles back at her. She looks down and sees a loveseat pushed up against one wall, next to a table just big enough to hold a TV. There are bookshelves lining another wall and they’re filled to overflowing with books and papers. Turning, she sees a recliner in the middle of the room, facing the loveseat and TV. On the other wall is a large desk, covered in computer equipment and a large, flat monitor mounted on the wall behind it. She sees a laptop sitting on the floor near the desk as well a small boombox. On the walls are pictures drawn by Grace and Alex, most likely. There are also photos everywhere. Isabel’s wedding picture, a framed picture of his parents standing on a beach, Maria and Michael in what looks like their wedding picture. She walks up to this and runs her finger over the glass that covers it. Her gaze then moves to several pictures of Grace and Alex…documenting their growth from baby to now. She’s guessing they’re about 6, but no one has confirmed this for her. She moves on and sees a picture of Max in a cap and gown with his mom and Isabel. Must be his college graduation. More pictures of Michael and the kids. Some of Maria on stage. There are also promotional posters for Maria and her CDs. And finally a picture of everyone sitting at a large table…looks like there was some sort of celebration going on. The table is covered with glasses, some empty, some full and some plates. She can also see ribbons scattered around and some crumpled up wrapping paper. Sitting around the table is Kyle, Isabel, Jesse, Jim, Amy, Diane, Max, Michael and Maria and they’re all laughing. She looks at all their happy faces and traces her finger over each one. She turns, glancing at Max as she moves closer to his desk. He smiles at her, letting her know it’s ok to look around. She admires all the computer equipment as she glances at folders and papers scattered across his desk. There’s a mug that says Roswell College which has the sole function of holding pens and pencils. The only picture on the desk is a tiny frame containing a picture of her. It’s one that she’s never seen…her back is to the camera and she’s looking over her shoulder back at the photographer with a big smile, her head thrown back in laughter. She can’t place the time when it was taken, so she picks it up, looking at it more closely. Turning to Max, she asks, “When was this?” “Right after we got back from Vermont. We went hiking and camping in the woods, remember?” he tells her and she nods, remembering. “I took that while we were hiking…you kept teasing me…saying I couldn’t keep up and calling me an old man.” “Ahh. I remember now.” She says, looking back at the picture and smiling. They made love for the first time on that trip. If she remembers right, he had to have taken this picture the morning after. Setting it gently back down in the same spot, she straightens, “I forgot my hair was ever that long.” She says as she absently touches the ends of her hair. Leaving his office, Max leads her back down the hallway and to the stairs. Once upstairs, he tells her, “All the bedrooms are up here. I guess someone could use the office for a bedroom, but the closet isn’t very big.” They walk down to the room that she assumes Maria and Michael are staying in. “The Guerin penthouse.” He announces as he leads her into the room. She smiles and takes in the size of the room. There’s a king size bed in the middle of the room, under the windows. She sees suitcases lying on the floor, their contents spilling over onto the floor. On one side of the room, under a section of the ceiling that slants down, are two sleeping bags peeking out of another fort made with chairs and sheets. There’s a doorway that leads to a bathroom. “No one ever stays in here but them. They’ve kind of claimed it.” He chuckles, pointing to the pictures hanging on the walls. Some are of the kids, one is just of Maria and Michael. There’s also a large, framed picture of all of them in the Crashdown before their Junior Prom. Liz laughs and turns to Max before walking closer to it, “Why would she hang this up? She was so mad at Michael… and he’s wearing his cooking clothes.” Max laughs and says, “It’s to remind Michael of how much a pain in the ass he was in high school.” He sobers and adds, “And it has everyone in it…you and Alex.” Liz looks back and notices that a cartoon picture of a devil has been pasted over Tess. She laughs, shaking her head, and whispers, “Maria.” Liz leaves their room and heads back down the hall. She admires the built in cabinets at the end of the hall. They probably hold towels and sheets. As they reach the stairs, Max says, “And that’s your room.” And turning to the other side, “And my room. That’s it…unless you wanna see the garage.” He says with a smile. Liz just smiles back and says, “Well, I never really got a good look at your room this morning…I was a little distracted.” as she walks in to his bedroom. She walks through the doorway and sees the dark taupe walls that she saw this morning. On the windows are dark, olive green velvet drapes that match the color of the bedspread…which covers a king size bed. It has a dark wood mission style headboard and matching footboard. As she looks around, she notices that all the furniture is dark. The floors are wooden and there are throw rugs thrown over them. She’s startled by Max’s voice, “Isabel decorated it…practicing for her house.” She turns to see that he’s shrugging his shoulders, smiling. “It’s nice, Max…cozy.” She tells him as she makes her way around the room. She sees his suitcase thrown to the side, open and still full from his trip. She notices clothes thrown on the floor next to the closet…like he packed quickly. She catches a glimpse of something from the corner of her eye and looks back toward the suitcase. Peeking out of his clothes, she can see part of a blue fuzzy glove… her blue fuzzy glove. Her gaze stays on the glove briefly, then moves away. Next to the closet is another door that leads to a large bathroom. She peeks in and sees a big tub and separate glassed-in shower. There’s a vanity with two sinks and further back another door that looks like a small linen closet. She turns back toward the bedroom and she sees that on one nightstand, there’s a lamp, a phone and some papers it looks like he’d been grading. On the other, the one closest to her, she sees an open notebook and as she moves toward it, she sees the name Julie Baker scrawled across one page, with her address in Philly written beneath it. As she steps closer and looks at the opposite page, she sees  NEW BED written in bold and underlined twice. But before she can see anything else, Max has picked the book up and closed it. “This is…um…what I write in. About you….I mean….about the details of my visits.” He stammers as he holds the book to his chest. “Oh.” She says softly, as she watches him clutching the book…her brow furrowing slightly. She backs away toward the door and says, “You know, I think I’m gonna go down and see if Maria’s back from her walk yet.” Max puts the book down on his bed and says, “Yah…ok.” as he nods his head. “Thanks for the tour, Max. It really is a nice house.” She smiles at him as he walks toward her. “Liz,” he says as he moves to stand in front of her. “I…I…” he reaches his hand toward her cheek…just hovering next to it. “can I…” he wants to touch her so badly. She doesn’t let him finish as she leans her cheek into his hand, closing her eyes at the warmth. She can feel him rub his thumb across her skin, as she’s suddenly hit with a flash of Max…standing above her sleeping form, holding his hand above her face, longing to touch her lips. She can feel his love for her and her whole body becomes warm. “Max.” she whispers as his thumb moves to caress her lips and she can’t help the whimper that escapes from between them. That small sound is his undoing and he brings his other hand up to her other cheek as his lips descend on hers. Her lips are so soft and he can’t think of anything else as he brushes over them with his own. Caught helplessly with her feelings, and Max’s overwhelming feelings for her, swirling around in her body, Liz reaches up and wraps her arms around Max’s back, pulling herself close to him. As she opens her mouth to deepen the kiss, she hears Max groan and she feels her body unconsciously press closer to his. Max’s hands move further down her body as she wraps her arms around his neck…hands grabbing at his hair. Breaking free from the kiss, he rests his cheek on hers briefly as he sighs, “Oh God, Liz.” before sucking on her earlobe and making his way down to her neck. Liz throws her head back as she feels Max pick her up off the floor…wrapping her legs around his waist. She groans as she grinds against Max urgently and feels him shudder. Max sucks his way down Liz’s neck, he can’t get enough. He rips her scarf off and moves to the other side. Suddenly, he feels her stiffen and bring her hand up to her neck. When he moves to look up at her, they both hear, “Liz! I’m back! Are you upstairs?” being shouted from downstairs by Maria. Liz’s eyes go wide as she quickly slides back down to stand on the floor, still covering her neck with her hand. “Oh my God.” She whispers as she looks down at her crumpled clothes and tries to smooth them. She looks up at Max, his face is flushed, eyes closed, and he’s rubbing his forehead with his hand. “Oh God…I’m so sorry…Max…” she whispers as she backs out the door, looking at him one last time before running across the hall to her room. Max backs slowly to his bed and falls back on it, rolling over on his stomach and groaning. “Damn it!” he says into the pillow. First this morning, then….this…and she hasn’t even been back for more than 24 hours. “What am I? Some kind of animal?” he berates himself. He takes deep breaths, trying to calm down as he tells himself that he needs to keep a safe distance away from Liz. “Max? Where’s Liz?” he hears Maria ask from the doorway. “Go away, Maria.” He growls at her, still face down in his pillow. “Ok, grumpy.” She says, rolling her eyes. Picking up on his emotions as she heads across the hall to Liz’s room, she goes back to his open door and says, “You better calm that libido of yours down before you scare Liz, loverboy.” and she turns again to go to Liz’s room. His answering groan makes her giggle as she walks away. “Liz?” Maria says as she pokes her head in through the door. “You in here?” “I’m in the bathroom, Maria. Be right out.” Liz yells from behind the door in her room. Maria walks in and sits down on Liz’s bed waiting for her. When Liz comes out of the bathroom, she notices her flushed cheeks but decides not to comment on them. “So…how’d it go…with your parents?” she asks instead. “I don’t know. My Mom was happy. My Dad…I…I don’t know” She says as she looks down at her shoes. “I’m going over there tomorrow night…for dinner. They wanted me to stay there…with them. And my Dad…oh God, he totally attacked Max when my Mom made me call him and get him over there. It was awful.” “I’m sure your Dad is happy, too. He’s probably just in shock seeing you. What’d Max do?” “Nothing…he just took it.” Liz looks over at Maria. “I felt so bad. But my Dad eventually calmed down and thanked Max for finding me.” “Are you going to…stay with them, I mean?” Maria asks. “I don’t think so.” Liz answers. “It would be…strange. But I need to think of something…of what I’m gonna do, where I’m gonna go. I should try to find a job…soon. I don’t have much money…most of it went to rent that house in Dallas and I doubt I’ll be getting my deposit back.” She looks over to the door of Max’s room, Liz turns and whispers to Maria, “I need to get out of here…I just attacked Max.” Maria’s eyes open wide and she whispers back, “You attacked him? Like flying fists and feet?!” “No, more like flying lips and hands and legs.” Liz looks down at her hands. “Oh!” Maria smiles and chuckles. “Well…if it’s any consolation, I bet Max didn’t think it was so bad.” “Maria…” Liz shoots her a disapproving look. “I can’t stay here…I can’t even control myself around him, obviously.” Maria picks up Liz’s hand, “Well, if you want to leave, I’ll help you…whatever you need. I mean it…anything. Although, I know Max would love it if you stayed here.” “Thank you, Maria.” Liz tells her. Looking over at Maria, her eyes glancing out her door across the hall to Max’s door, she says, “Let’s go sit outside, on the back patio.” “Sounds good…we can have some girl time…and you can tell me all about this  horrible groping experience you had.” Maria smiles and stands up, pulling an eye rolling Liz up with her. “But first…I have something that belongs to you.” And she walks out of Liz’s room, motioning for Liz to follow her. When they walk into Maria’s room, Liz watches her go to a suitcase on the floor and rummage through it before pulling something out and turning to Liz. “I believe this belongs to you?” Maria hands Liz the picture of her, Liz and Alex that Liz had left in Philadelphia. Slowly taking the picture from Maria, Liz’s chin quivers as she runs her fingers over the glass that she had written her message on. “Maria,” Liz begins, looking up at her with tears in her eyes. “I was so scared. I was so scared that Max would find me.” And she lets the tears fall. “Oh, sweetie.” Maria puts her arm around her. “I’m so sorry. I have to admit that I just don’t know what to say. I can’t even begin to imagine what you had to go through…I…I was off living my dream, with Michael, and you were…you were…” she can’t say anymore past the lump in her throat. “Shh, Maria. It’s ok…I don’t need you to say anything. Just being here with you…it’s good.” Liz gives her a squeeze, trying to comfort Maria. “How about we go outside for our girl talk now.” “Ok.” Maria says, sniffling. “I’d like that.” And she smiles at Liz before they turn to walk downstairs. Sometime later, Max makes his way back downstairs and joins Michael on the couch. “Where’s Liz?” “They’re out back…gabbing.” He answers. “Go grab me a soda…while you’re up?” Max looks over at Michael and rolls his eyes. He gets back up from the couch and heads into the kitchen. “I’m starved…you cooking dinner?” he yells back into the living room at Michael. “Sure. You wanna grill? Steaks? Chicken?” Michael says as Max walks back in with the sodas. “Sounds good.” Max sits back down on the couch and they watch the baseball game in silence. After an uncomfortably quiet dinner of grilled chicken, grilled potatoes, and salad, the four of them sit around the table drinking coffee and eating one of Maria’s mom’s key lime pies. “Mom brought this over earlier for you Liz, she knows it used to be your favorite.” Maria says as she takes a bite. “Mmmm…still is. I’ll have to go see her tomorrow to thank her.” Liz says as she takes a bite and closes her eyes in bliss. “So…no kids! I don’t know what to do with myself!” Maria exclaims as she sits back in her chair, trying to ease the tension she feels between Max and Liz. “I know what you can do with yourself.” Michael says to her, raising his eyebrows and smirking. “Michael!” Maria gasps, looking at Liz and Max…embarrassed. “What? I think they know, Maria.” He says while pointing to her belly and taking another bite of pie. Maria turns to a giggling Liz, “Excuse him…he’s still marveling at the concept of fire, and the wonders of the wheel being round.” She says as she rolls her eyes and stands up from the table. “Michael, I’ll tell you  one thing, you’re not doing anything to me that I’m not doing to myself first.” She smirks at him as she quickly makes her way out of the kitchen and toward the stairs. Michael’s eyes go wide as he chokes on his pie and jumps up from the table, “Get back here woman…before I have to spank you!” and he chases Maria out of the room. “Oooohhh…promise?” Liz and Max hear Maria giggle from the top of the stairs. Hearing Michael run up the stairs, Liz and Max are left at the table in silence, stunned. “Wow.” Liz says, looking over at the plates and mugs they left behind. Max clears his throat, getting up to clear the table, “Yah, they’re…um…they’re like that all the time.” he says nervously. “More coffee?” he asks. “No thanks.” Liz gets up to help Max with the dishes. When they’re finished, Max turns to her, “Liz…” he starts but she interrupts him. “Max, I’m sorry…I…that was just…I don’t know what I was thinking…earlier.” Looking at the floor, she can’t even meet his eyes. “Liz, you don’t need to apologize…I…” he begins, but she backs away to leave the kitchen. “No…it was my fault. I…just…I’m sorry.” She interrupts him as she turns to run up the stairs. He watches her run away from him and he sits down at the table, sighing. Eventually, he gets up and walks down the hall into his office and sits at his desk. He turns on his computer and looks at the small picture of Liz while he waits for it to boot up. They were so happy that day…just the two of them being teenagers for a change. They had made love the night before under the stars and it was the best night of his life. He would never forget how she looked in the moonlight. He picks up the phone and calls a professor is his department at school. When he picks up, Max says, “Tom. Hope I didn’t catch you at a bad time.” “Hey Max. No, of course not. What can I do for you?” he says. “That conference in Phoenix next week, is there any way you could go in my place? This…situation with my family is going to take longer than I thought. I could bring my notes to you tomorrow. I’d owe you.” Max hopes he’ll say yes. “Well, I guess. You know more about it than I do, but I’ll take a look at what you have and do my best.” Tom answers him. “Is everything alright?” “Oh, yah…it’s just…I need to be here this week and going out of town isn’t really an option for me right now. I really appreciate this, Tom. I owe you…big.” Max says gratefully. “How about I run my notes over to your house tomorrow morning?” “Actually, I’ll be at my office if you can bring them by there?” “Sure. I’ll be by around 10…ok?” “Sounds good, Max.” “Thanks again, Tom…really. You’re doing me a huge favor.” Max tells him before saying goodbye. As he begins to gather files from his computer, copying them to a disk, he hears someone walking down the stairs. He turns to a notepad lying on his desk and starts to make some notes for Tom and doesn’t notice Liz walk into his office. “Max.” she says softly, startling him. He looks up at her; she’s looking at the floor and twisting her hands together in front of her. “Liz?” She looks up and swallows, “I’m sorry…” she laughs uncomfortably before continuing, “I feel like I can’t stop apologizing to everyone. But, um…I am…sorry, I mean…for running off earlier. I just…I’m so confused right now, and overwhelmed at seeing you again. Seeing Maria again. And you guys are being so nice to me and I don’t deserve it. I…I’m just…it’s hard for me to remember who I used to be.” “Liz, no one expects you to be who you used to be. And why  shouldn’t we be nice to you? Do you think that there’s some reason we shouldn’t be?” Max asks her, confused at her words. “After everything I put you through? How can you?” Liz looks up at him. “Everything  you put  me through? Liz, everything you did was for me…for all of us…you believed you were protecting us. How could we be angry about that?” Liz looks down at the floor again, “If you knew the things he did…what he…” she couldn’t finish. Max stands up and takes a step toward her, “Then tell me, Liz. Tell me what he did to you so you can see that I’ll still love you. That I’ll still want you.” “Max,” she cries as she turns toward the door, then back to him, “you don’t understand what I…I’ve done. The things he did!” a tear falls down her cheek and she angrily wipes it away. “He…he raped me…over and over again. I’m pretty sure he did even when I was unconscious. He would beat me unconscious and tie me up…and he would do things…” “Oh God.” Max cries, stepping toward her…reaching out for her. But she steps back, out his reach, and rushes ahead with what she has to tell him. “And each time he would be someone else…in a different body. But it was always him…it was like a nightmare. No, worse than a nightmare because when I’d wake up he’d be there, ready to do it all over again. And he would laugh the whole time, telling me how sick I was…that I really enjoyed what he was doing.” She sat down on the loveseat and cradled her head in her hands. “I can still hear him…laughing…” she has tears in her eyes, but she doesn’t let them fall. If she did, she was afraid she’d never stop. “He would make them watch…his watchers…the ones who follow me, keeping an eye on me when he can’t be there. They’re all shapeshifters, and he would…Max…he would make them be you. He would make them shapeshift to look like you and they would stand around watching as he…” the last sentence fading away, she grabs her hair in her hands, holding her hands over her ears and rocking back and forth. Max is horrified as he listens to her, and he kneels down on the floor…his head in his hands, tears streaming down his face. And he hopes with everything in him that she’s done. “I started drinking…a lot…and it helped. It helped when I would wake up and he was gone and I couldn’t really remember everything he had done. But he didn’t like that. I guess it wasn’t as much fun for him when I was drunk and he would beat me worse, so I stopped drinking…hoping that would make him happy. He would make me do…things…to him. And he would make me tell him I loved him, that I was his and he would laugh…he though it was so funny. And he would say ‘If only Max could see you now…think how disgusted he would be.’ And all those shapeshifters would be standing there…staring…and they looked just like you.” She can’t help it now and she chokes a sob out, the tears finally falling. She doesn’t look at him as she stands up and walks toward the door. She doesn’t want to see his devastated face. “So you see? Do you see now? You  can’t love me, Max…” And she leaves him crumpled on the floor, sobbing, as she runs from the room. ~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** » Tue Apr 23, 2002 1:22 pm

Another emotion filled part! I cried, I laughed....I am so filled with angst! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"> <img src=http://www.duhspot.com/users/smiley/s/cwm/cwm/eek2.gif ALT=":jawdrop"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> I want to jump out of my skin this is so dam* good! <center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!

Post by **majiklmoon** » Tue Apr 23, 2002 7:09 pm

I hearby nominate Angel for fanfiction sainthood! <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 23, 2002 7:25 pm

M & M = <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <blockquote>Quote:<hr> “Excuse him…he’s still marveling at the concept of fire, and the wonders of the wheel being round.” “Michael, I’ll tell you one thing, you’re not doing anything to me that I’m not doing to myself first.” “Get back here woman…before I have to spank you!” <hr></blockquote> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> The rest..... oh so Angsty <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> but.... it was oh so <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> and darnit if I wasn't practically <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> at my desk today!!! <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: 4/23/02 6:26:48 pm

Post by **Angel13** » Wed Apr 24, 2002 10:58 am

Thanks for the great feedback, guys! That one was painful to read AND write. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> Part 19~ He doesn’t know how much time passes but eventually, Max stands up and wipes the tears off his face. What has he done? He’s destroyed the one person he’s ever loved. Leaving his office, he walks down the hallway and drags himself up the stairs. He paces outside of Liz’s room…pausing at her door every couple of minutes…only to start pacing the hallway again. He runs his hands through his hair and sits on the top step of the stairs…staring at her closed door. Thoughts of barging in and telling her that he loves her…that he always has and always will…run through his mind. They’re followed quickly by red hot rage and he just wants to throw something. He feels out of control…no…he can’t let Liz see him like this. He gets back up and paces for several more minutes. Pounding on the railing at the top of the stairs a couple of times, he whispers, “Shit!” and storms into his room, slamming the door. In his room, he walks to the side of his bed and picks up his Liz Diary, laying down on the bed and opening it to the front page. Reading his Liz Diary always calmed him down. He reads his notes from all of his visits to her…feeling disgusted with himself as he thinks about what she was going through and he had no idea. Michael was wrong. He couldn’t heal Liz…he would never be able to heal her. He lays the book down and exhaustion over takes him. He doesn’t bother to take his clothes off or get under the covers as he cries himself to sleep. Across the hall, Liz lays curled up on her bed. She listened while Max paced out in the hall and debated with himself about what to do. She heard him talking to himself at one point but she couldn’t hear what he was saying. Then she heard him hit something and slam the door to his room. She sighs and rolls onto her other side. She shouldn’t have told him…but then she thinks of what happened in his room earlier and she raises her fingers to her lips, remembering how his lips felt on hers. She remembers their night together camping in the woods so many years ago. He needed to know…how different she really is now. He couldn’t go on believing that there could ever be anything between them again. She loves him too much to let him…what? Love her? How could he possibly love her after what she told him? Maybe she should leave. She could run again…Khivar wouldn’t be able to find her without the tracker. She could become invisible again…she was an expert at it. Realizing that she wasn’t going to fall asleep, she swings her legs over the side of the bed. She walks to the window and looks out to the street below. Not a car in sight. She looks at her U-Haul, still parked in Max’s driveway. It would be so easy to go down and drive away…no one would ever know. She quietly packs up her clothes and carries her suitcase downstairs and out the front door. Looking around one last time, she shuts the door behind her and heads out to the truck. Max wakes up when he hears a knocking at his door. “Yah?” he says loud enough for whoever it is to hear him. The door opens slowly, and Maria appears. “Max? What’s going on? I can’t sleep…I’m totally filled with all kinds of crazy vibes from you. It’s…it’s scaring me.” “I’m sorry, Maria. Go back to bed.” Max tells her wearily. “What happened? Is it Liz?” she wants to know. Sighing, he says, “Yes.” And he looks over at his clock to see that it’s a little after 2am. “You should check on her…I…I can’t” and he lays back down, letting out a deep breath. Concerned, Maria softly says, “Ok, Max. Everything will be ok, though…right?” Looking at her intently, he says, “No. Everything will never be ok.” as he rolls over onto his side, away from the door. “Go away Maria…leave me alone.” She stands there for another moment, her brow furrowing, before she closes the door and walks across the hall to Liz’s room. Quietly knocking on the door before opening it, Maria pokes her head in and doesn’t see Liz anywhere. Turning on the light, she calls out, “Liz? Are you in the bathroom?” She doesn’t hear anything and looks around the room. She sees that Liz’s suitcase is gone and she rushes back to Max’s room, opening the door without knocking. “She’s gone!” Max sits up in bed, “What? What are you talking about?” “Liz…she’s gone…her suitcase is gone and she’s not in her room.” Maria tells him quickly and she turns from his room to go downstairs, turning lights on along the way. Max bolts out of bed and follows Maria down the stairs. They look in his office, before checking the living room and the back yard. Nothing. Hurrying to the front door, Max whips it open and sees that Liz’s U-Haul is still parked in the driveway. He turns to go back inside but catches a glimpse of someone in the driver’s seat, leaning over the steering wheel. Liz. “She’s outside, Maria. It’s ok.” Max tells her before walking out across the front lawn and up to the truck. Liz is startled out of her internal debate by a tapping on the window next to her. She sits up quickly and sees Max standing next to the door, his hand raised to the window. She sits back in the seat and lets out a deep breath before opening the door. She looks past Max to see Maria standing in the doorway, her hand covering her mouth. She sees the tears in Maria’s eyes and starts to say, “Maria…” but Maria shakes her head and turns back into the house, closing the door behind her. Liz puts her hand to her forehead and says, “Damn it!” before she looks over to see Max leaning against the side of the truck. “You’re gonna leave…run again.” He says simply. She looks up to the night sky and sighs. “I was, yes. But I couldn’t.” She looks over to Max, then down to the ground. “Max…I…I think maybe I  should go, though…find an apartment or something tomorrow. Maybe I should go stay with my parents.” “Is that what you want?” Max asks her without looking at her. She can see the muscles in his jaw flexing as he clenches his teeth. She thinks for a few moments before saying, “I…it would be better for you, I think, if I weren’t here.” Sighing, Max rubs his face with his hands. “Liz, we have a problem here.” he says as he walks toward her. “You seem to think you know what I want and what I need and it’s pretty obvious to me that you have no idea what that is.” He stands next to her and leans in close…reaching around her. “Whatever it is that you’re thinking…you’re wrong.” He stands back, the truck keys in his hand, and walks back in the house…leaving the door open behind him. When he walks back in the house, Maria is sitting on the bottom step of the stairs and looks up. “Is she staying?” she asks him. “Yes.” He says and walks up the stairs to his room. Maria rubs her face as she stands up to follow Max up the stairs when she sees Liz walk back in the house. She walks back down to her room and climbs back into bed with Michael. “Everything alright?” Michael asks her sleepily. Maria closes her eyes and says, “No. I’m pretty sure it’s not. Liz tried to leave…run away again. And Max…he told me to leave him alone. He’s so sad…like, unusual sad…not normal Max sad. He’s devastated….it’s almost like he’s given up…like he’s…empty.” She turns to let Michael wrap his arms around her and she cuddles up against his chest. He looks at her, waiting to hear the rest. She sighs and says, “She’s staying, I guess. Something happened earlier…between them…something bad.” They lay in silence for a few minutes, then Michael leans down and kisses the top of her head. “It’ll be ok. They’ll work it out. Whatever it is, it can’t be as bad as when Liz was gone.” “No…it’s worse.” Maria says before she snuggles in closer to him and dozes off to sleep. ~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** » Wed Apr 24, 2002 12:05 pm

Come back...I  NEED more! This was wonderful..... <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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