Different Times ~AU~ *Update:6/27-28/05 Part 64-70
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 7 2/13/2002
Oooh...this is getting very interesting! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :alien --><img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cont ... /alien.gif ALT=":alien"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br> My favorite part was:<br><br> “The way you and Max stared at each other? Made me look rather stupid,”<br>Maybe cause you are, I thought.<br><br>Ha Ha Blaise--you are stupid!! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br>Reading minds, very interesting. I am definitely intrigued. You better get back here and post more! Now I know how it feels when I leave my stories hanging like that. It isn't as much fun when you are on the other side!! I have no patience! Seriously, its great so far and I can't wait for more! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :pinkie --><img src=http://www.duhspot.com/users/smiley/s/o ... pinkie.gif ALT=":pinkie"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br> <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 7 2/13/2002
melissa this was great!!<br>You have to write more though!!<br><br>lol Blaise, stupid, so so true :D<br><br>Kat <p>~*The NEW baby of the Silly Girls Family*<BR> <BR>~*Its time to act like a man....and hide*~<BR><BR>*~Queen of Babbledom~*<BR><BR>~*To be..or not to be...um...what was the question?*~<BR><BR>*~Smurfs, Rabbits and the Olsen twins are EVIL!~*<BR><BR>Author (so far) of Memories, Hideout Vacation and Contemplations and Complication</p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 7 2/13/2002
More please. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p></center><center><FONT COLOR="B22222"><b>Whisper in a dead man's ear, doesn't make it real ~ Spike</b><br><font color="B8860B"><b>Col Threadkiller is the <i>coolest!</i></b><img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ... </p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 8 3/4/2002
We arrived at Michael and Maria’s a bit before 5. As we pulled up the driveway, I noticed Max’s motorcycle parked there. I hoped Blaise would not say a word, but of course that would have been too good to be true.<br>        “I see Maxie boy is here too,”<br>        “Probably just visiting his friend,”<br>        “Or waiting for you to arrive. Did he think I’d let you come alone?”<br>        “You know Blaise…this whole act is getting very tired. Are you 5 or 25?”<br>He ignored the question and hurried out the car. I saw the door of the house open and out walked Max. My scar began its throb.<br>        “Leaving so soon?” Blaise said making his way past Max.<br>        “Um, the dinner plan was for you and Liz and Michael and Maria…I would never intrude,” Max replied and turned to smile at me.<br>        “Hi Max,” I said and pushed Blaise into the house.<br>        “I thought I heard Max talking to someone out there, “Maria said.<br>        “Thanks for having us over,” <br>        “You are my best friend,”<br>Michael walked in from the backyard and smiled at me, catching a look from Blaise he instantly soured.<br>        “Michael, this is Liz’s friend Blaise…he thinks Roswell is not a town to settle in. Blaise this is Michael,”<br>        “I didn’t mean…Nice to meet you,” he managed.<br>I snickered and gave Maria a quick wink.<br>        “Roswell to small for you? Well, I’ve been to NY…you can have that city,” Michael said shaking Blaises’ hand.<br>        “You either love it or hate, is what they say about NY,” Blaise said staring at Michael.<br>        “Hated it. So where you from?”<br>        “Georgia,”<br>Michael nodded.<br>        “So what’s for dinner?” I interjected. It seemed there was way too much testosterone in the room.<br>        “I’m grilling some fish in the back,” Michael said. “You do eat fish don’t you?”<br>Blaise gave him a look. These two looked like there were going to go at it.<br>        “Yeah, we have fish in the South and there are restaurants in Boston that serve fish,”<br>Michael just nodded and went back outside. He returned a second later with a beer, which he threw in Blaises’ direction. Blaise barely managed to catch it.<br>        “Ever catch your own fish?” Michael asked.<br>        “Ok, you two cut it out,” Maria interrupted. “I don’t know what this could possibly be about, but it needs to stop,” <br>She gave Michael a threatening look and he shrugged.<br>        “Just making sure Liz’ friend here is on the up and up,” Michael said. “No harm, no foul, right Blaisey boy?”<br>        “Sure, no harm, no foul,”<br>The two then made their ways out back. I scratched my arm and could feel it slightly pulsating.<br>        “So, you said you wanted to talk. What’s up, chica?”<br>I looked outside and made sure they weren’t coming in anytime soon.<br>        “Maria…we have to talk about…<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> them,</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END-->” I said looking into her eyes.<br>        “Them, who?”<br>        “Max, Isabel…”<br>Maria dropped her glass and it shattered into pieces. Michael heard the noise and poked his head inside.<br>        “You two ok?”<br>        “Uh, yeah, you know me miss clumsy fingers,” she managed in a wavery voice.<br>He looked from me to her and back to me. I shrugged. He slid the door shut again.<br>        “Maria…”<br>        “No Liz…we promised we would never bring it up again,”<br>        “Maria, we have to, I need answers…”<br>        “I won’t do it! You can’t make me! “ She stated.<br>I pulled my shirt off and showed her my scar. She gasped and covered her mouth.<br>        “This thing has been glowing for 12 years…especially when one of them is around. I need to find out what it means,”<br>        “So ask them…but leave me out of it,”<br>        “I can’t do that Maria. I can’t risk the possibility that whatever they tell me might affect you,” <br>        “Look Liz, we made a promise. I don’t want to go back and relive any of it,”<br>        “Maria…look at my arm? It’s glowing! You think I should just forget everything and live with a glowing scar?”<br>        “You did fine for 12 years,” <br>        “Then I can’t ever move back here,”<br>        “Why?”<br>        “Because whatever makes this scar glow, has to do with them,”<br>        “Are you going to tell Blaise?”<br>        “Oh, no way. He'd go running like a screaming ninny,”<br>She laughed and then sighed.<br>        “I’m scared, Liz,”<br>        “Scared of what Maria? You and Michael have been together all this time,”<br>        “But suppose us confronting them wrecks that? Then what?”<br>        “ I need you to do this for me Maria. But before that…you and I need to talk about what we saw,”<br>        “How are you going to lose Blaise?”<br>        “You think Michael will watch him?”<br>        “He might kill him,”<br>        “That might not be such an awful thing,” I said laughing. “I really appreciate you doing this Maria,”<br>She nodded and looked at my scar. I could see how scared she was and it meant so much that of all the people I could be sharing this ordeal with, it was my best friend. <br> Dinner went off without a hitch and we even managed to pawn Blaise off on Michel for a few hours. He was going to take him out to a desert shooting range.<br><br>The next morning flew by as I waited for Maria to pick me up. Michael had already picked up Blaise. Max had been with them and I hoped Blaise would not make to big of an ass of himself.<br> “Where are you and Maria off too?” my mom asked.<br> “ Shopping. She hasn’t found what she wants to wear to the reunion this weekend,”<br> “That should be fun,”<br> “Yeah.”<br>My mom stared at me and smiled.<br>        “You ok, mija? You look like your mind is elsewhere?”<br>        “I’m fine. I guess I’m just hoping Michael and Max take it easy on Blaise,”<br>        “Oh? Why would they not?”<br>        “Didn’t you notice? Blaise can be a bit pompous,”<br>She laughed and nodded.<br>        “I did notice. I’m not sure what you see in him,”<br>        “We are friends mom, just friends,”<br>She rolled her eyes.<br>        “Have fun with Maria today,” she said and went down the backstairs to the restaurant.<br>Maria showed up a few minutes later. I grabbed my backpack and met her downstairs. She didn’t seem her chipper self, and I knew I was the cause.<br>        “Hey Mr. Parker,”<br>        “Maria,”<br>        “We’ll see you all later,” I said.<br>We headed to the car. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> I can’t believe she still looks the same. Fresh faced little Liz Parker.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> I looked around and saw no one.<br>        “Did you say something, Maria?”<br>She looked at me strangely and shook her head.<br>        “Are you ok, Liz?”<br>We got in the car.<br>        “Yeah…let’s go to the quarry and get this over with,”<br>        “If you’d rather not, I am all for that,” she said with a hopeful smile.<br>        “Maria,”<br>She started the car and off we went. Someone had been talking about me back at the Crashdown. Fresh-faced little Liz Parker. It could only mean one thing…Tess was back in town.<br><br><br><br><br>        <br> <p><center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!</p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 8 3/4/2002
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 8 3/4/2002
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 8 and 9 3/4/2002
Once at the quarry, Maria’s mood seemed to lighten. It was a beautiful Roswell afternoon, as the sun sat high in the center of the sky and a few clouds drifted along. If you stood perfectly still you could even feel a slight stir of air. Not strong enough to be a breeze, but just enough to feel refreshing.<br>        “So now what?” Maria said, placing a vial under her nose and taking a big sniff.<br>        “Well…there are some things I need to tell you and there are something’s we need to go over,”<br>        “Go over, like we’re actors or something. Shit Liz...this is some crazy stuff here,”<br>        “You don’t think I know this? I’ve been living with this scar for 12 years,”<br>        “So why didn’t you say something back then?”<br>        “Like what? Hi, um, this scar seems to throb and ache whenever you all are around. Are you all aliens?”<br>        “Liz, we were 16,”<br>        “And no one would have believed us. I don’t know about you, but at 16, 17, or 18, I was not ready to go to the funny farm for seeing little green men,”<br>        “They can’t really be aliens…can they?”<br>        “Well, how do you explain the fact that the FBI came to question them not once, but twice after agents went missing in the area? Or that it seemed Tess could get anyone of us to think what she wanted with a bat of the eye? Or the things that they’ve broken and put together with their hands? And we can’t forget….”<br>        “Don’t say it!”<br>        “That Alex died and was brought back?”<br>        “I told you not to say it Liz,”<br>        “Maria…we have to face the fact that we saw Alex get shot and Max saved him…and Tess made everyone forget,”<br>        “WE weren’t suppose to be there. We weren’t suppose to see it,”<br>        “But we did, Maria,”<br>        “To see him fall to the ground like that…I really thought we’d never see him again. Oh God Liz,” Maria said and began to cry.<br>        I hugged her. This was all going to begin taking it’s toll on her, especially knowing that she had to go home to Michael tonight.<br>        “It’s ok Maria. He’s not dead, he’s alive. He’s going to be a Dad,”<br>        “But suppose…suppose he’s like a body snatcher or something? I mean…” She paused to take a deep breath. “Suppose he really isn’t Alex?”<br>        “He has to be…Max brought him back,”<br>        “Who the hell is Max?”<br>        “He saved our friend Maria…we should be grateful,”<br>        “Liz…after you left I almost couldn’t bear it! Michael scared me half the time. I kept waiting for flames to shoot out of his hand or his eyes,”<br>        “I’m so sorry Maria…we shouldn’t have kept this a secret. This just didn’t fit into my scientific world. I was selfish…I’ve been a bad friend,”<br>        “But I agreed Liz. What are we going to do now? What about your scar?”<br>        “We have to confront them,”<br>        “Together? All 4 of them?”<br>        “Yes…there is something else I have to tell you,”<br>Maria’s face whitened as she prepared for the worst.<br>        “Something else?”<br>        “I can hear their thoughts,”<br>        “What do you mean <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> hear their thoughts</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->?”<br>        “Well, there have been a few times I have heard Isabel speak without moving her lips. And Tess was around when we left the Crashdown today. She called me fresh-faced Liz Parker,”<br>        “She has always been jealous of you,”<br>        “I’ve never been anything but kind to her,”<br>        “Liz…Max has always had a thing for you, even when he was with her,”<br>I nodded. It was something I had known for quite a while now. I could feel it anytime Max had been near or had looked at me. And I would have given anything to act on the feeling. Dreams that had Max in them usually left me feeling breathless and complete. But I had been warned to not meddle in things that did not concern me. The warning had come from none other than Tess.<br>        “She made it very clear to steer away from him Maria,”<br>        “WHAT?” <br>        “She told me on three separate occasions. She said her and Max were destined to be together…it was in the book and that I could never compete with that,”<br>        “Why didn’t you say something?”<br>        “The first 2 times I was with Kyle. The last time...well, a few weeks later we found out what the Book was and it was true. Who was I to meddle in something that obviously meant so much to her?”<br>        “This is too much,” Maria said reaching for her vial and realizing it was empty. “Shit, I need something to calm me, otherwise I think I may explode,”<br>        “Maria, look at me,”<br>She stopped pacing and turned to stare at me.<br>        “What are we going to do Liz? This is Xfiles and Close Encounters rolled into one,”<br>        “First we have to get rid of Blaise. And second we have to tell Max, Michael, Isabel and Tess we know what they are,”<br>        “And on top of that we have a high school reunion to attend,”<br>        “And we are going to have to tell Alex,”<br>        “What about their baby? Do you think…”<br>I knew what she was thinking. Isabel may have been cold and calculated back in the day. But she loved Alex and I couldn’t imagine she would put an unborn child’s life in danger.<br>        “Isabel would never do that to Alex,”<br>Maria nodded and as she turned away we heard cars pulling up. I turned to see and there was actually a limo approaching us in the distance.<br>        “Who is that?”<br>My scar began it’s heated dance.<br>        “It’s one of them,”<br>        “But Max and Michael are with Blaise,”<br>         “My scar is doing it’s lo-jack thing. Could it be Isabel?”<br>        “She had a doctor’s appointment this afternoon,”<br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> Beware the fair one. Beware the fair one. Beware the fair one.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>        “It’s Tess,”<br> <p><center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!</p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 8 and 9 3/4/2002
Oh Melisa<br><br>this is so good...thank you...glad to see the block broke <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#CC66FF>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#9966FF><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color><center><font color=#FF00FF>"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 ... </p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 8 and 9 3/4/2002
oh two parts today...yea! <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 8 and 9 3/4/2002
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 8 and 9 3/4/2002
We managed to make it out of the quarry without being seen. I turned on Maria’s radio, just to break my mind of the thoughts that were running through it. Maria was kind enough to not say a word as we rode back to town. I stared out the window, listening to the music, but not hearing the words. <br>        “There’s Alex and Isabel,”<br>I turned to see them coming out of the doctor’s office. Maria honked and waved. They waved back. So normal, so happy, so in love. What would knowing Isabel’s secret do to their lives? And what about Alex? Would he remember that he had been shot? Would he remember that Max had somehow saved him?<br>        “Liz?”<br>        “Huh?”<br>        “What are you thinking about? “<br>        “Everything, nothing,”<br>        “We’re going to make it through this Liz. I mean this is big, real big, but somehow we will get through it,”<br>        “Maria…this is going to change your relationship with Michael,”<br>        “Liz…Michael and I have been through rough times before,”<br>        “As rough as this?”<br>She got quiet and I thought I saw tears form in the corner of her eyes.<br>        “Maria?”<br>She wiped her eyes and smiled at me.<br>        “We lost a baby Liz,”<br>I couldn’t believe it. She had never even told me. I was her best friend and she had kept such a delicate part of her life secret.<br>        “Oh my…I’m so sorry Maria. I…”<br>        “It’s ok Liz. No one knows. I thought it was best for it to be between Michael and I. This is how I know that confronting him about what he is…will not break us,”<br> I nodded and was still shocked when we parked and headed into the shopping plaza.<br>        That night I asked my parents if we could have the Crashdown Thursday evening to host a pre-reunion dinner. They of course agreed. It would be like old times, the 7 of us sitting in the Crashdown listening to music and catching up. Blaise didn’t say a word at the plans, when I expected him to be the most vocal about it. He didn’t say too much about his outing with Max and Michael. I had a feeling he was trying to come up with some big plan to win me over. Or push me over the edge. I hoped after the reunion he would just go back to the East coast and let me do what I needed to do. I hadn’t seen Tess around since our almost meeting out in the quarry. What was she doing out there? Was she alone? Did it have to do with her alien-ness? This thought and others crossed my mind as I fell into a deep sleep.<br><br>(WEDNESDAY)<br>        <br>        <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> “What is Alex doing here?” Maria asked.<br>        “Alex? Where?” I grabbed the binoculars from her and looked.<br>        “There, going after Isabel,”<br>         Sure enough there he was tailing Isabel and Michael. What they didn’t see was the FBI agent that was after all three of them.<br>        “Should we warn them?”<br>        “Then they will know we know,” <br>        “But suppose something happens,”<br>        “Liz we shouldn’t be here. Let’s just go,”<br>        “We can’t know Maria,”<br>And then they were all there. It was a face off. Alex had his hands in the air and Michael and Isabel were staring in horror at the agent and Alex. We couldn’t hear what was transpiring, but we could tell the agent wanted Michael and Isabel to put their hands up. Why weren’t they listening? Why pick now to be defiant?<br>        “Oh my god, they shot Alex!” I whispered.<br>        “Liz, no,” she yanked the binoculars from me.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>I awoke with a start. I hadn’t had that dream in a while. I guess all the thinking about telling Alex and confronting the rest had my mind reliving everything. <br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> Alex had gone down and Isabel had screamed like I had never heard a person scream before. Michael had blasted the agent back about 25 feet. And then out of no where was Max and Tess. A few more agents showed up and Tess stood there, working some mind trick. The agents looked around, picked up the agent Michael had shot across the cement and sped off. Meanwhile Max was hovering over Alex. And a few seconds later Alex was sitting up, smiling at Isabel. I don’t know what they told him or what he believed but he was alive. Maria sat in the car in disbelief, her tears drying on her face. She could not believe it and neither could eye.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> <br> It was that night we had vowed to never speak of what we had seen. A few weeks later I had left for college, to not look back. I had left Maria to stay behind with the secrets, while I led a life away from Roswell. <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> Knock,knock</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END--><br>“Come in,” I said as I sat up in my bed.<br>“It’s just me,” Blaise said entering my room.<br> He was dressed and looked like he had been up for hours.<br>        “You been up long?”<br>        “Um…yeah, no…I don’t know,”<br>I looked at him and he had a lost look on his face.<br>        “You don’t know?” I said staring at him.<br>        “I woke up downstairs at one of the tables,”<br>        “What? Downstairs?”<br>        “Liz…I don’t sleep walk, this is scaring the hell out of me,”<br>        “Ok…so you woke up this morning and…”<br>        “And I was sitting at one of the tables downstairs,”<br>        “Blaise, you had to have slept-walked,”<br>        “Liz, I never in my life have,”<br>        “That you know of,”<br>He nodded and walked to my pictures.<br>        “Who is this?” He asked pointing to Tess.<br>        “Oh, that’s Tess. She dated Max in high school,”<br>My heart was pounding wildly. What the heck was going on here? Blaise was sleep walking? <br>        “I met her last night,” he said quietly.<br>        “Where? I don’t remember seeing her in the Crashdown,”<br>        “I met her last night after we went to bed,”<br>        “You mean you got up and went to meet her?”<br>        “I don’t know, all I know is that I met her…in the desert,”<br>        “In the desert? Are you sure?”<br>        “I’m not sure of anything right now Liz. I know this all sounds strange, but I woke up this morning at one of the tables in the Crashdown. Then I come in here and see this picture and while I can’t remember meeting this girl, I know I met her late last night,”<br>        “Do you remember what you talked about?”<br>        “I…”<br>All of a sudden he grabbed his head and I could tell he was in immense pain. I went to him, sitting him on the edge of my bed.<br>        “Are you ok? Blaise, what’s wrong?”<br>He eyes were fluttering and I thought he was about to go into a seizure and then as sudden as it hit him, it was over. He looked at me and then around the room.<br>        “I’ve got to go,” he said standing.<br>        “Where? You were just sitting here in immense pain,”<br>        “Was I? I’m not in pain now,”<br>        “Blaise, wait a minute, you came in here talking about how you woke up at a table in the Crashdown this morning, you came in here talking about meeting Tess in the desert and now you are just going to leave? Where are you going?”<br>        “Don’t worry about me. You need to worry about you,”<br>And he left the room. I stared after him in disbelief. I had to follow him. I put on some clothes, grabbed my cell phone trying to decide whether to call Maria as I went after him. My parents were still asleep and I realized it was only 5:30 in the morning. Wednesday was their late day at the Crashdown and they wouldn’t be up for another hour or so. My only dilemma was waking up Maria. I hesitated as I crept down stairway into the restaurant. Blaise was standing in the middle of the dining room staring at the wall. I didn’t know whether to approach him or just follow him.<br>        I didn’t have to wait long to decide as he began to move again. He walked out of the Crashdown and across the street. I followed at a minimal distance. As I followed I realized he was headed to The Country Club B & B. He walked in and I hesitated. I knew Liz, the innkeeper would be up and about. As I weighed my options, Blaise came back out…with Tess. I managed to sink behind some bushes and watch. They walked to a bench in the yard a few feet away.<br>        “So, are you ready to listen now? “ she snarled at Blaise.<br>He nodded.<br>        “You must stay with Liz at all times, do you understand?”<br>Another nod.<br>        “This is pertinent Blaise. She must not be with Max at all! They must never have a chance to be alone,”<br>        “Hate Max,” Blaise responded.<br>        “Yes, well you can hate him, but I love him and Liz Parker is not going to ruin this, not now anyway,”<br>        “Hate Max,” Blaise said a little louder.<br>Tess laughed and it curdled my blood.<br>        “You really are smitten with the bitch? Well Blaisey, just do as I say and she will be all yours,”<br>        “Does not love me,” he whispered.<br>        “That should be easy enough to fix. I can make her think she loves you deeply and completely,” Tess said with a grin.<br>Blaise looked at Tess and a look of recognition crossed his face.<br>        “Why are you doing this to me? He managed before his face went slack again.<br>I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was awful to see what Tess was doing to Blaise. <br>        “Oh Blaise, it had to be you, the rest of them are too close to the situation, closer than they even imagine. Besides they know me, it would have never worked. But you Blaise, you were a highlight to my return to Roswell. Just don’t fight the pain and follow my directions and you may just survive. All I know is I am ready to get the hell off this planet,”<br>        I moved and a branch snapped. Tess jumped up and turned to stare in my direction. I held my breath, waiting to be caught.<br>        “Hello?” she said, eyes intently scanning the trees and bushes.<br>My heart pounded loudly in my ears and I swore she could hear it. She stood and stared for a few more seconds.<br>        “My my, aren’t you up early,” said Liz, the Innkeeper, from around the front of the house.<br>Tess smiled and turned to her.<br>        “Oh yes, so much to do,” she said giving one more look to the bushes.        <br>        “Yes, well be ready to encounter some heat today. It’s going to be a scorcher,”<br>Tess nodded and Liz (innkeeper) walked back to the house, seeming to forgot why she initially came outside. Tess watched and then sat back down.<br>        “You better go back now,” she said.<br>Blaise got up and began walking to the front gate. Tess followed behind him.<br>        “Watch Liz, stay with Liz,” he mumbled.<br>        “That’s it Blaise. Do that and you will be with her,”<br>Tess went back into the house. Blaise headed back to the Crashdown. I waited a few minutes before following him back.<br>        Upon reaching the Crashdown, my parents were up. I left Blaise to deal with their questions and went back to my bedroom using the fire escape. I still couldn’t believe what I had heard. Tess was brainwashing Blaise to watch me and was determined to keep Max and I apart. Still after 10 years, she was scared that he and I would become a couple. The question was why? What was so important about Max, that she needed him to love her? To be with only her? I paced back and forth on the balcony. My arm began to itch slightly and I could make out it’s faint glow. What was it trying to tell me? <br>        After about 30 minutes or so, Blaise came into my bedroom. He had changed and looked refreshed. I wondered what he remembered about this morning.<br>        “Good morning Liz,” he said stepping to my window.<br>        “Blaise,”<br>        “Looks like it’s going to be another great day,” he said staring at the sky.<br>        “Nothing like Roswell summers. How are you feeling this morning?”<br>        “Ok, I guess. I have a bit of a headache, but your dad was kind enough to give me some aspirin,”<br>        “A headache? Did you sleep ok?”<br>        “Oh yes, like a baby,”<br>        “Really? Didn’t wake up in any strange places?”<br>He was staring past me.<br>        “No, why would I? I don’t sleepwalk,”<br>        “Just asking…you are up rather early?”<br>        “Went for a walk this morning,”<br>        “A walk? Where?”<br>        “Around town,”<br>        “Did you meet anyone?”<br>        “<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> NO!</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END-->” he said angrily.<br>So whatever Tess was doing, he didn’t remember. It was that mind trick thing she did. It was the same thing she had done to make Alex forget, or not know he had been shot. I had to talk to Max. I had to let him know that I knew what they all were. I had to let him know that Tess was mind-warping Blaise. I had to find out what the hell was going on.<br>        “Well, I guess I’m going to take a shower. You mind?” I said, climbing back into my bedroom.<br>He just stared.<br>        “No,”<br>        “Blaise, get out of my bedroom,”<br>An evil look crossed his face as he walked toward my pictures.<br>        “You will not have him, bitch,” he sneered.<br>        “What? Blaise, what did you just say?”<br>He turned to me and fainted.<br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> Authors note: The Country Club Bed and Breakfast is a real B& B in Roswell.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br><!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> Country Club Bed and Breakfast</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> <br>400 East Country Club<br>Roswell, NM 88201<br>USA <br>Phone 505-624-1794<br>Fax 505-624-1013<br>Innkeeper(s):<br>Liz<br>Rates: $69 - $119 <br><br> <p><center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!</p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/uroswellkitkat ... lkitkat</A> at: 3/11/02 11:31:26 am<br></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 8 and 9 3/4/2002
<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :jawdrop --><img src=http://www.duhspot.com/users/smiley/s/cwm/cwm/eek2.gif ALT=":jawdrop"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :jawdrop --><img src=http://www.duhspot.com/users/smiley/s/cwm/cwm/eek2.gif ALT=":jawdrop"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :jawdrop --><img src=http://www.duhspot.com/users/smiley/s/cwm/cwm/eek2.gif ALT=":jawdrop"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br><!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#CC66FF>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#9966FF><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color><center><font color=#FF00FF>"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 ... </p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 10 3/11/2002
Oh, I cannot wait to see what happens to Blaisey Waisey <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 10 3/11/2002
wow . . oh wow! this is so awesome! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>i soooooooo can't wait for the next installment! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br> <p><center><i>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</i></center></p><i></i>
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Wow, this story is really great!! I had been busy, so I wasn't able to read it for a little while. I just sat down tonight and read the last few installments at once. Oooh, Tess is so evil!! <br><br>Couldn't Michael have had a little accident when he took Blaise to the shooting range? LOL<br><br>I also love how you added the B&B thats really in Roswell. How did you come up with that idea and where did you find that info? It was a nice touch! <br><br>Post more soon, now that I have more time to read it, I can't wait to see what happens!! <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 11 3/21
“Blaise!” I yelped, running to catch him as he crumpled to the floor.<br> “Liz are you up yet?” my mom said entering the bedroom.<br> “Mom, help me,” <br> “What the – Liz, what happened?” she exclaimed, running in to help me.<br> “I don’t know, one second we were talking about the walk he went on this morning and the next he’s passing out on me,”<br>His breathing began to quicken and a worried look passed over my mother’s face.<br> “Fainted? Just like that? He was just downstairs talking to your father and I,”<br> “Should we get dad?”<br> “I’ll go get him,” she said backing out of the room.<br>I ran to the bathroom and wet a cloth to place on his forehead. His eyes began to flutter rapidly. I placed the cloth down and took his hand, trying to find his pulse. It was rapid.<br> “Blaise…can you hear me? It’s Liz,”<br>His eyes continued their rapid flutter. This was Tess’s fault…whatever she was doing to his mind, was making him weak.<br> “Blaise –“<br> “Danger Liz,” he barely whispered.<br> “What? Danger…how, why?”<br>He gripped my hand tightly.<br> “Hate Max!” he said strongly.<br> “Blaise…please snap out of it,”<br>All of a sudden his face went slack, his eyes stopped fluttering and he released the grip on my hand. My dad came into the room and stood beside me at the bed.<br> “Liz, what the hell happened?”<br> “He just fainted, Dad,”<br> “Has he said anything, come to at all?”<br> “He mumbled something, nothing coherent,”<br> “I’m calling an ambulance,” he said reaching for the cordless phone.<br> “Liz, I think maybe you should call his parents,” my mom said standing at the doorway of the room.<br>I nodded to my mom and went to get my cell phone. This was the break I needed from Blaise, but at what cost? What condition was his mind being put in? I had to talk to Max…he would have answers for me. <br> “The ambulance should be here shortly,” my father said. “I’ll go wait for them downstairs,”<br> “Ok…I’m going to try and call his parents,”<br>I slipped outside onto the balcony and began to dial the number.<br> <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> “May I speak to Mrs. Ingersol please?…Yes, Liz Parker…Thank you…Mrs. Ingersol? This is Liz Parker, I’m friends with your son…Your son Blaise…Yes, well he came with me to Roswell…Roswell, New Mexico…Yes, actually I did know there was a Roswell, Georgia…/Mrs. Ingersol, you son is on his way to the hospital…He fainted…Does he happen to have a history of this? Or any type of illness?…I see…Of course…As soon as I find out…I’ll try…Good bye ma’am.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>As I hung up, I could hear the sound of the ambulance grow louder. I turned back towards my bedroom window and watched as my mom wiped his forehead down. I crawled back into my bedroom.<br> “Did you get a hold of them?” she asked nervously.<br> “Yes…his mom anyway. She said to call her as soon as we know something,”<br> “That’s it? It’s her son,”<br>I shrugged.<br> “She said nothing like this has every happened to him, but she didn’t seem too concerned,”<br>I could hear a commotion at the end of the hall. The paramedics were on their way in to take Blaise. I shivered. The paramedics bounded into the room, asking all these questions as they hovered over Blaise. Everything seemed surreal. I knew I was answering their questions but couldn’t hear my voice. They transferred him to the gurney and we all followed. Then I heard him.<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> LIZ, help me…Where am I? What’s going on?</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br> I glanced at my mother and she was staring straight ahead, watching to make sure they didn’t topple any of her Navajo statues over as they rolled Blaise through the living room. She obviously hadn’t heard a thing. I looked at Blaise and he lay silent on the gurney. I decided to try it.<br> <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> “Blaise?” I thought.<br> “Liz? Where are you? Why can’t I see you? Where am I?”<br> “You are on your way to the hospital. Don’t you remember anything?”<br> “No…YES…oh God ,Liz help me,“<br> “Blaise, what is it?”<br> “She’s here again...she’s here,”<br> “Blaise…BLAISE!!”</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>Nothing…the connection was broken. We were in the backroom of the Crashdown.<br> “Liz, do you want us to go with you?” my father was asking.<br>I shook my head no and then the whispers began. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> The king…the king…the king…</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> I wanted to scream, there was too much going on in my head. I felt like it was spinning out of control. And then he was there.<br> “Liz, is everything ok?”<br>My breath caught in my throat and I managed to shake my head no. Max had cut his hair short, like in high school. He was wearing basketball shorts and a tank top…and I noticed sweat glistening on his muscular arms.<br> “Liz,” he said grabbing me by the shoulders.<br>I snapped out of the reverie.<br> “Blaise…he fainted…”<br> “I’ll drive you to the hospital. Come on,” he said taking my hand and pulling me out of the Crashdown.<br> “My other helmet is at Michael and Maria’s. Wear mine, let’s go,”<br>I took the helmet, put it on and hopped on the motorcycle behind him.<br> “You ready?” he asked just over the roar of the bike.<br> “Yeah,” I answered, tightening my grip around him.<br>The bike took off.<br> At the hospital, no one could tell me anything, so Max and I sat in the Waiting Room. I was pacing and agitated. Max kept telling me everything would be ok.<br> “You seem so sure of that Max,” <br>He shrugged.<br> “No need getting worked up until you know what exactly is going on,”<br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> Easy for him to say. Here I was trying to figure out what was going on…and the person who could help was telling me not to worry.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br> “You’re right,” I responded, nervously rubbing my scar.<br> “Scar bothering you?” he asked.<br>I stared at him. This was my chance to say something, anything, everything. My chance to tell him I knew what he was, that I knew Tess was behind Blaise’s trip to the hospital.<br> “I…”<br>He sat up and stared at me intently, his eyes searching mine.<br> “Liz?”<br> “I know –“<br> “Miss Parker?”<br>I turned towards the doctor. Max stood.<br> “Ye-yes,”<br> “Could I talk to you in the hall, please”?”<br>I followed him out of the Waiting Room.<br> “Is Blaise going to be ok?”<br> “From our initial test, yes,”<br> “Why did he faint? What’s wrong with him?”<br> “We really can’t tell. All his vital signs are stable and normal. We’ve drawn some blood and are going to run some additional test,”<br> “Did you run any CAT scans?”<br> “We did. They came back negative for a head injury. But they were a bit busy,”<br> “Busy? Is that the medical term? I asked impatiently.<br>The doctor laughed nervously.<br> “No, I apologize. WE did the CAT scan, and while the imaging is negative. It seems’ MR. Ingersol has a very active brain,”<br> “Abnormally so?”<br> “Well, for someone in his condition, yes,”<br> “Condition?”<br> “Miss Parker, he is not responding to anything. His pulse quickens and his eyes flutter, but nothing else,”<br> “I see. Has he said anything?”<br> “Not since the ambulance ride. The EMT said he seemed to come to for a second…only what he said made no sense,”<br> “What did he say?”<br> “I believe he said <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> Liz Danger, Test Evil</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, “<br> “Test?” Tess...it had to be her. He was trying to warn me.<br> “Yes, that’s what the EMT said,”<br> “Can I see him now?”<br> “Yes, this way,”<br>I looked back to the Waiting Room door and Max was standing there. The look on his face told me he had heard everything. I followed the doctor down the hall and into Blaises’ room.<br> “Now don’t stay too long,”<br> “Thank you Doctor,”<br>He nodded and shuffled out of the room. I looked at Blaise. He had an IV hooked to his arm and his face looked very pale. <br> “Liz?”<br> “Come in Max,”<br>He continued into the room. As he approached me I could feel his eyes staring at the back of my head. And then the whispers began again, but it was different. Instead of feeling like my mind was out of control, I felt a feeling of contentment. The whispering turned into actual talking. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> Do not fear him. <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> You</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> are the Knower. He is yourKing.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> I turned to Max and for the first time I saw the real Max Evans. He was 7 years old, holding Isabel’s hand and telling her they would be okay.<br> “Liz, you were trying to tell me somethng before the Doctor interrupted. I need to know what that was,”<br>His eyes pleaded with me to speak, to let him release the burden of the secret he boar. <br> “I know Max,”<br>He stepped closer to me. I took a deep breathe.<br> “You know?”<br>His eyes went from pleading to fear. I could see one part of him wanted to run out of the room. The other part made him stay.<br> “I know you're an <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> alien</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END-->,”<br>[/i] <p><center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!</p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/uroswellkitkat ... lkitkat</A> at: 3/21/02 2:07:09 pm<br></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 11 3/21
<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#CC66FF>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#9966FF><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color><center><font color=#FF00FF>"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 ... </p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 11 3/21
yay! please more soon! :D<br> <p><center><i>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</i></center></p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 11 3/21
Next part should be long...I'm working as fast as my mind and fingers will let me! Glad everyoneis enjoying ot! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!</p><i></i>
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Re: Different Times *UPDATED* Part 11 3/21
coolness <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#CC66FF>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#9966FF><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color><center><font color=#FF00FF>"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 ... </p><i></i>