Fan Fic and More

Posted: **Sun Sep 07, 2003 6:43 am**

You know even though I have to wait for another chapter before any kind of confrontation occurs between Max and Liz, I'm very glad Alex slammed the door in his face! After the way he acted it was a treat to see Alex stand besides Liz! you just gotta love him<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> Even after I said that...could you possibly bang michael on the head? Maybe even throw him off the balcony for his lack of caring! Damn, he just made it even more difficult for Max to get back together with Liz! Hmm...maybe maria can teach him a lesson?<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> And when can we expect to see the two timelines merge? *hint hint* <img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sra ... 55ad1f.jpg" style="border:0;"/>

Posted: **Sun Sep 07, 2003 10:53 am**

Part 18 “Michael, where’s Max? He’s not in his room.” Isabel asks Michael from his bedroom door the next morning. “And it doesn’t look like his bed’s been slept in.” He groans and rolls over. “How should I know? I think he went over to Liz’s last night.” “Did you tell him?” She asks, impatient. “Yah…now let me go back to sleep” He mumbles and pulls the covers over his head. Isabel walks to the kitchen and looks down at Bailey. “Well, I guess I get to walk you this morning.” ~~~~~~~~~~ Liz wakes up early and crawls out of bed. She puts her running pants on and a long sleeved top before slipping her shoes on. She walks out of her room, putting her long hair up in a sloppy knot at the top of her head. Stopping in the bathroom, she washes her face and brushes her teeth, and she hears Alex is already up and making coffee. Looking up at her reflection, she grimaces at the tired circles under her eyes and the haggard look of her face. When did she get to be so old? When she walks into the kitchen, she says absently, “I’m going for a run.” “Wait. Max came by last night.” Alex says, getting up from the table. “What? When?” She stops at the door, looking back at him. Max was here? What for? “After you were asleep. He really wanted to talk to you but I told him to call in the morning. He even threatened to stand there all night until I told you he was here.” Alex rolls his eyes. Liz wonders why he came over so late…and what he wanted to talk to her about that was so important. “Oh.” She looks at Alex a moment and their eyes lock…both thinking the same thing. Walking to the door, Alex waits while Liz unlocks all the bolts and opens the door. “I guess he was serious.” Alex says as they both stand there looking down on a sleeping Max curled up in the hallway. Liz frowns at how uncomfortable he looks and bends down next to him. Shaking his shoulder, she says, “Max…wake up.” He opens his eyes quickly and jerks his head up. Looking around, he realizes where he’s at and looks up at Liz. “Liz.” “What are you doing here, Max?” She asks. He sits up slowly, trying to shake off the fog and says, “I was hoping to talk to you.” Liz backs up as Alex bends down to help Max to his feet. When he stands up, he runs a hand through his hair and looks at Liz. “I…I know you must hate me right now. But…can I just talk to you? Just five minutes…please?” Liz looks at him like he’s crazy and says, “I can’t believe you slept out here all night, Max. What could be so important that it couldn’t wait for morning?” She looks at Alex hopelessly and walks inside. But she can’t help the butterflies in her stomach at the thought that Max was sleeping outside of her door all night. Alex motions for Max to go inside and says, “Come on…I just made some coffee.” When Max walks in, he looks around the small apartment and rubs the sleep from his eyes. This place looks like Liz. It’s cozy…each piece of furniture looks like it was carefully thought about before placed. He sees a small blanket hanging on the couch and can see her curled up there, reading…or watching TV. Turning toward the kitchen, he asks, “Can I…use your bathroom?” Alex points the way and he walks down the hall off the living room. He walks in the bathroom and shuts the door before turning on the sink and splashing cold water on his face. When he looks up in the mirror he grimaces at the stubble on his face and the way his hair is standing up all over the place. Smoothing his hands through his hair, trying to calm it down, he sees some soap and washes his hands. When he’s drying his face, he holds the towel up and breathes in the scent of Liz…she’s everywhere. When he finally comes out of the bathroom, he hears Alex and Liz whispering in the kitchen. They stop when he steps out of the hallway and Alex smiles, holding out a cup of coffee for him. “Here Max…have a seat.” Max walks over and accepts the cup gratefully, pulling a chair out and sitting at the table across from Liz. “Well, I’m gonna just…go…somewhere that’s away.” Alex backs from the kitchen and heads to the door. When he opens it, he turns around and waves his cell phone at Liz, letting her know to call him if she needs him and he leaves. “You know, I don’t think Alex would have made you sleep out there all night if he thought you would really do it.” Liz says to him, taking a sip of her coffee. “I’m sorry. I was just…desperate.” Max looks down at the table…all the things he had planned to say to her while he sat outside flying from his head. “I don’t understand, Max. What’s this all about? I thought…last night you said…” He looks up at her then and says, “Liz, I’m sorry.” He shakes his head. “I am so sorry that I…that I talked to you like that on the phone. I don’t know what I was thinking…I mean, I do…but that’s not important. You were trying to tell me something and I wouldn’t listen. I was just…I was a jerk.” “No, you were right…it wasn’t any of my business.” Liz says, looking away. “I…I shouldn’t have called.” “No…I mean, I’m glad you did. I was in shock…from seeing you at the party…then you were calling me. I didn’t know which end was up. Liz, I was an ass…please, forget what I said. I didn’t mean any of it…please.” She looks back at him, into his eyes and knows he’s being sincere. She doesn’t know what to say to him…she finds herself as tongue tied as she was on the phone with him last night. “Yah…I was a little surprised to see you there…last night, at the party.” “I was there for…” “Michael…yah, I know. I saw him.” Liz finishes for him. “That painting…it threw me when I saw it.” Max nods, understanding how it would. She must have been shocked when she first saw it and realized what it was. “Why did you think I was Zan?” Liz looks away and says, “Oh…um, yah. Sorry about that.” She looks over at him, embarrassed. “He um…he said something to me yesterday morning about the party and I just thought…I thought he’d followed me there.” “What do you…are you saying that you’ve been seeing Zan?” Max feels his stomach flop…horrified at the thought that she’s been spending time with his double. “No!” She says loudly, startling herself before dropping her voice. “No, it’s more like he’s been seeing me. He kind of just shows up…randomly…trying to get me to go out with him.” He stands up, worry creasing his face. “How long has this been going on?” She bites her lip and looks up at him. “Three years.” “Jesus, Liz.” Max turns away and runs a hand through his hair. “Why didn’t you tell us?” He turns back to her. “Why didn’t you tell me?” “Max, sit down. It’s not that big a deal…really.” She shrugs. “He seems innocent enough…and he never…he’s never tried anything. I can take care of myself. I don’t need to bother you just because some guy’s harassing me.” “This isn’t some guy. He’s an alien.” He sits down again, wondering what Zan is up to. “What does he want with you?” Liz looks at him, slightly offended. So she picks up her coffee and shrugs, “I’m pretty sure what he wants is to fuck me.” before taking a sip and smiling when Max chokes slightly and looks at her in shock. “Max, really…I can handle him. I’m sorry I thought you were him last night…it’s just…I never expected to see you there.” Trying to recover from Liz’s comment, Max says, “You wouldn’t bother me…if you called. I want you to know that.” He swallows and says, “So…what was it you were trying to tell me last night? I promise I won’t hang up on you.” He smiles weakly at her, hoping she’ll tell him. He sees a blush creep over her face and his heart reacts to it by beating faster. She smiles uncomfortably and tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear making his insides melt. Finally she looks up at him and what he sees in her eyes stops his breathing. Is she going to tell him what he hopes she’s going to tell him…or is it just an elaborate, wishful fantasy his mind has created in its recent delirium? “I um…” She laughs nervously and pulls at the hem of her top. “Wow…this is hard.” She looks up at him again and she takes a deep breath. He shakes his head and says, “It’s ok…I’ll help you…whatever it is.” He’s starting to get scared…wondering if she’s alright. “Max…” She mentally stomps her nerves down and decides she just needs to spit it out. “I…I can’t stop thinking about you…about us. It’s crazy, and totally irrational…but Max, it’s not just because of what happened…I’ve felt this way my whole life. I’ve just been like, sleepwalking through my life…ignoring it, like I knew deep down that we were just meant to be together and that someday…poof…it would just happen.” She stands up and starts pacing. “The strange thing is, Maria saw it, she always knew…and I kept denying it. I didn’t even think about why. I never thought about why, because my soul knew…I was just waiting for you to come for me…like somehow I knew you would.” She wipes her tears away and continues. “At first, I thought it was because you healed me, and I knew this secret about you that no one else knew. It made me feel closer to you. But it’s more than that. I don’t know how to explain it…I just feel it, Max.” She stops to look at him to make sure he’s still listening, a little disappointed that he hasn’t said anything yet. So she decides to forge ahead with what Alex wanted her to bring up with him. “There’s something else, Max. Ever since we went back to Roswell…I’ve been seeing things. Flashes of things that have never happened. It’s almost like they’re real…they are real. Like, a couple of years ago, I was at a deli for lunch and outside I saw this vision of you and I on the sidewalk, and we were laughing and playing with this dog. Maria and Kyle were with us…which is weird, don’t you think? I see Kyle a lot in these visions and it just doesn’t make sense. And last night, when I got to the party, I saw a vision of us at our high school prom. We never went to the prom together, Max. And Alex…he…” Max stands up then and she stops talking. He shakes his head and takes a step toward her, putting his hand up. “Can we just…rewind for a second?” She looks up at him, tears filling her eyes and she sniffles. “Which part?” Oh God, he didn’t hear her…now she has to go back and say it all over again. “The part where you said you can’t stop thinking about me.” “Oh.” She says, her voice fading. “I um…do you want me to start over?” He’s walking closer to her…slowly…like a cat. He shakes his head as he gets closer. “No…” Stepping close to her, he brings his hand to the side of her face and runs it up into her hair. “I’m going to kiss you now.” She nods her head slowly…mesmerized. “Ok.” She whispers, just as his lips descend onto hers. Her arms wrap around his back and her hands move up, under his jacket…pulling him closer. She can feel his heart beating wildly against hers as he brings his other arm around her waist and lifts her against him so she’s on her toes. She sighs as she opens her mouth against his and she hears him whisper her name before she gives herself completely over to him and what he’s doing to her. Frantically pushing his jacket down his arms for him, Liz brings her hands up and threads her fingers through his hair. Feeling his hands on her back and lifting her against him tightly, she moans at the contact and he breaks the kiss abruptly, dragging his mouth down to her neck just under her ear. Oh God…what’s he doing to her? She feels like her skin is on fire…and she can’t get close enough to him. Her head falls back as his hands move down to her butt, lifting her until her legs wrap around his waist. They’re a flurry of arms, hands and mouths and in their rush to get as close as possible, Max feels his balance thrown off just as Liz wraps her legs around him. Moving back to attack her mouth, he mindlessly staggers in search of a solid surface and they both moan when he slams her back into the fridge. Happy to be back on balance, Max presses Liz to the fridge and moves his mouth down once again to her neck and he hears her sigh in satisfaction, causing his body to react and press into her harder. “Oh God…” Liz moans, the room spins as Max bites her earlobe and licks the sensitive area below it. She turns her head to give him better access and feels the cool steel of the refrigerator door against her cheek. She can hear the squeaking of the refrigerator as it protests the unaccustomed weight being forced against it. They both register the sound at same time and it invades their haze, causing them to slowly come to their senses. Max leans his forehead against the cold steel…closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He smiles at their position just he feels a small laugh from Liz breeze by his ear. What is he doing totally attacking her in the middle of her kitchen? Slowly, he releases her legs and lets her slide down to the floor, biting back a groan at the contact. He doesn’t let go of her and feels her hands run down his back, resting at the waistband on his jeans. Trying to get his breathing under control, he finally pulls back and smiles at the flushed skin and kiss-swollen lips he sees on Liz’s face. Liz looks up at Max, slightly embarrassed. When he steps back, she smiles back at him and finds herself speechless. The way he’s looking at her, like he wants to devour her…she can’t stop the smile inside her from showing through on her face. “I um…I’m sorry.” He starts, but when he sees her smile start to fade, he quickly says, “No…I mean, I’m not sorry. I just didn’t mean to attack your poor refrigerator. I lost control for a minute there.” The phone ringing cuts through the air like a lightning bolt and they both jump and look toward the offending sound. Smiling, Liz looks back over at Max before walking into the living room to answer it. She clears her throat and Max smiles at the way she makes an attempt to smooth her clothes and hair before answering it…like the person on the other end would know what they were doing. “Hello.” She says, and looks over at Max almost immediately as she listens to the person on the other end. “Um…yah. Hold on.” He sees her face flush again with embarrassment and she hands the phone toward him. “It’s Isabel.” He steps forward to take it and she quickly walks back to the kitchen, bending down to the floor to pick up the magnets they knocked off the fridge. “Isabel?” He asks…wondering why she would be calling here. “Max…I’m sorry for calling over there. I was just starting to get worried, and wanted to make sure you were alright.” Isabel says. He can hear the hesitation in her voice…worried that he’ll get mad at her for tracking him down. “It’s ok. I should have left you a note.” He says, watching Liz as she stands back up and replaces the fallen magnets carefully…as if they each have their own specific spot. He can’t take his eyes off of her. Her hair that’s slowly falling out of its rubber band…her flushed face…her shaking hands…her swollen lips. He did that. Her sighs and moans are still ricocheting around his head and he swallows with the fresh memory of her body against his. “So, I guess since you’re with Liz, I can assume Michael told you the truth? You weren’t too hard on him, were you?” “He told me. Look, Is…I’ll talk to you later when I get home.” Max is anxious to get her off the phone and back to Liz. “Ok. See you soon?” “Yah, bye.” He hangs up the phone and drops it back on the couch. Liz looks over at him and says, “So um…she must have been pretty worried when you didn’t go home last night.” “I think she was more worried about what I did to Michael.” He runs a hand through his hair and sits on the armrest of the couch as she walks into the living room…his eyes on her every move. “Michael? Why would you do anything to Michael?” She sits on the corner of the coffee table, wanting to be close to him, but unsure of where they stand right now. Disappointed at the distance she’s keeping, he shakes his head and says, “He uh…last night, he told me you were married…to that guy. The one you were dancing with.” Liz’s eyes go wide and her brow furrows in confusion. “He wha…why would he tell you that?” Is he talking about Greg? Why would Michael think she was married to Greg? Max shrugs and says, “I don’t know…I was a little too freaked at the time, thinking about how I’d just hung up on you to pay attention to him.” “Oh…” Events from last night replay through her head and she sits up straighter. “Oh! Oh God…he…he thought Greg was talking about me!” Liz puts her hand over her mouth, trying to hide a smile as she remembers the look on Michael’s face as they walked away. “Max…Greg is my boss. And already married to a good friend of mine.” Max rolls his eyes and says, “Yah…I know that now.” Liz starts piecing together everything that happened last night. Max leaving the party…the things he said to her on the phone…what he must have thought she was saying to him. God, he thought she was mad that he was dating when she was happily married. “Max…oh my God, you must have thought I was being so cruel.” “I didn’t know what to think. It doesn’t matter Liz…I still shouldn’t have spoken to you that way. I was suddenly so angry…with you. And I hated myself for feeling that way.” He looks over at her and says, “Liz, I meant it when I said I wanted you to be happy. And last night, when I saw you dancing with him…you were…you were laughing and having a good time. And I was ok then. I was…at peace, knowing that you were living your life and you were really happy with it. But when I saw you at the elevator, what I saw in your eyes confused me. I should have listened to you on the phone. I was just blinded…by jealousy, I guess…and confusion.” Liz reaches forward and tentatively touches his hand. “I know. You should have seen me when I got home last night. Alex had to make an emergency call to Maria and break out the ice cream.” “But, if you felt this way…why didn’t you ever contact me? Why didn’t you tell me?” Max asks, hating that so much time has passed. Time they could have spent together. Liz looks down at the floor and lets her hand drop. “I don’t know. I don’t even think my mind registered what the rest of me was telling it until last night.” She looks up at him then and says, “You know, when I told you earlier that somewhere inside me I just knew that we would be together? I just never felt any urgency…I felt that it would just happen, when we were ready for it to happen. I don’t know how else to explain it. And when I realized it was you last night…for a split second I was so excited, I thought my heart would burst. I thought, ‘this is it.’ But when I saw you with…with someone, a beautiful someone…I felt like melting into the floor. You weren’t there for me…you were even trying to leave because you knew I was there. That’s when I realized fully that I’d been waiting all this time. Waiting for you.” “Liz…” Max starts to say, but she stops him. “No, wait. I don’t want you to think that this is just because I saw you with someone else. I mean, it sort of is…but Maria said something that made me think. When we were talking, she asked me if I just expected you to live the rest of your life pining away for me. And immediately, I said of course not. But part of me thought that that’s exactly what I expected. Because I knew that I would be doing the same…and that someday we would be together. And if you really had moved on…and the bond had faded like Maria suggested…I was scared. Scared because what my soul had known for so long wouldn’t be true anymore. And then there was that bond. I just…I didn’t want to know that you were only with me because you felt like you had to be. So many things have been going through my head and I just didn’t know what was real and what wasn’t.” “Liz…” He says. But she holds up her hand and says, “When we…when I agreed to remove the bond, I was happy to. Not because I would be free of you…it was the exact opposite. I knew that if the bond was removed, then we could have a chance…to be together. And we would both know it was because we wanted to be together, not because of something forcing us to be. I was so confused afterwards, and then you wouldn’t look at me and I realized you were still bonded to me. My world just fell apart because I knew then that we couldn’t be together because we wouldn’t know if it was real…I would never know if it was real.” “Liz, stop.” Max grabs her hand and makes her look up at him. “Bond or no bond, I’ve loved you since the first day I saw you. You have to know that…you had to have seen that. Don't you realize what you are to me...what you're always gonna be? You're the love of my life. Everyone else is gonna be second best…” Liz zones off before finishing for him, “There'll never be another you.” She whispers this and looks up at the surprised look on his face. “Yah…how did you know I was…” The air shifts around him and Liz’s living room changes into her balcony above the Crashdown. How many nights did he sit across the street and just watch her…knowing she was up there. So close…but galaxies away from him. He sees Liz…a younger Liz, crying. She’s looking at a point behind him with a pleading look in her eyes and it fades quickly, bringing him back to Liz’s living room. Scrambling to his feet, he walks to the spot where he just saw Liz crying and looks back at confused Liz. “Did you…did you see that?” “What?” She looks around him. “See what?” Realizing that she didn’t he shakes his head and says, “Nothing.” A vague thought tries to intrude into the back of his mind that Liz was talking about getting visions earlier. But by that point, whatever she was saying was going right over his head…once she said that she couldn’t stop thinking about him. He bends down, pulls her from the coffee table and says, “I’m tired and I think we just need to clear up this one thing. Are you saying what I think…hope your saying?” She looks up at him hopefully and says, “I don’t know. What I’ve been trying to say is…I want you, I want to be with you. That is, if you want me, too. I…love you, Max. I always have.” There, she said it…she’s laid her heart and soul open in front of him. She feels relieved finally…free. And she waits to see how he reacts. Slowly, he smiles and runs his hand over her hair. “I’ve dreamed of you saying that to me my entire life.” He searches her face and sees only the truth there. As she smiles back at him…at his words…he says, “I love you, Liz Parker.” Their eyes lock together and he bends down, lightly brushing his lips across hers before pulling her close to him, wrapping his arms around her and burying his face in her hair. He feels her wrap her arms around him and for the first time in a long time, he feels totally at peace. ~TBC~

Posted: **Sun Sep 07, 2003 2:44 pm**

<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> Yay! they're together again! That was fabulous, terrific, great, outstanding, astounding...erm...can't think of any more but it was all that and more! I loved the part when Max was walking (like a cat<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> ) to her! And that kiss! My it was sensual for a such a umm...small one? <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> Thank god they cleared the air! Yay they love each other!<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sra ... 55ad1f.jpg" style="border:0;"/>

Posted: **Sun Sep 07, 2003 7:16 pm**

And now Max is seeing the other dimension! Alright! And they're finally together. I loved it! <blockquote>Quote:<hr>When we were talking, she asked me if I just expected you to live the rest of your life pining away for me. And immediately, I said of course not. But part of me thought that that’s exactly what I expected. Because I knew that I would be doing the same…and that someday we would be together. And if you really had moved on…and the bond had faded like Maria suggested…I was scared. Scared because what my soul had known for so long wouldn’t be true anymore. And then there was that bond.<hr></blockquote> Yep! That about says it! Great part, Angel! I'm glad they can finally start putting their lives together now... together. <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/ufo.gif ALT=":ufo"> <div style="text-align:center"><img src="http://users.aol.com/isndbreeze/skysymb ...   Gerry - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Hopeless Candy-Coated, Stargazing, Dreamer! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</div>

Posted: **Sun Sep 07, 2003 9:12 pm**

Ahh...Angel...how wonderful! <center>It all started with a boy, a girl, and a silver handprint.</center><center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... a></center>

Posted: **Mon Sep 08, 2003 11:42 am**

<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> OH MY OH MY I came here to leave fb on the 17 chapter and look what I have founddddddddddd .....CHAPTER 18!!! *****sigh*sigh*sigh*sigh***** I AM SO HAPPY FOR THEM , LIZ FINALLY TOLD HIM ABOUT HER FEELINGS. THEY HAVE FINALLY CLEARED UP ALL THE MISUNDERSTANDINGS BETWEEN THEM IÂ´M DOING THE HAPPY DANCING , IÂ´M DOING THE HAPPY DANCING !!! <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... kliam3.gif ALT=":hotgreen"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... bounce.gif ALT=":green"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/slinkie.gif ALT=":slinkie"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/boldblue.gif ALT=":blue"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> AWESOME , AMAZING, BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN, I CAN STILL SEE THEM KISSING PASSIONATELY

Posted: **Mon Sep 08, 2003 2:34 pm**

I can only sigh and <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/Grin_anim.gif ALT=":grin"> . Here I am at werk just reading away and the kitchen scene comes up and at the same time my yahoo radio station begins to play Etta James' At Last and I get an even bigger grin cause the song is perfect for that part of the story. I had several co-workers give me strange looks and all I could do was sigh some more and <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/Grin_anim.gif ALT=":grin"> even bigger. And for that...I bow down to you Angel! I bow down to YOU! Thank you! <div style="text-align:center">Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.</div> <div style="text-align:center">Rudyard Kipling, English author</div> <

Posted: **Mon Sep 08, 2003 9:11 pm**

Bravo, bravo (imagine clappy smilie here please) bravo bravo - author author

Posted: **Tue Sep 09, 2003 10:10 am**

Thanks for all the great feedback!! Part 19 Max smiles as he walks the last block to his loft. Earlier, he walked out of Liz’s and down to the street with her before she took off for her run. They decided to meet for a late breakfast at 11, giving him time to go home and shower and giving her time to go for her run and shower. He has plenty of time to go home and spend a little time with Bailey…he’s probably missing him since he didn’t come back last night. As soon as he walks into the loft, Bailey comes running. After he throws his keys down and takes off his jacket, he picks Bailey up and carries him into the living room. “Hey boy…did you miss me?” He scratches the dog all over as he’s covered in slobbery dog kisses. Isabel and Michael come out when they hear Max come in and Isabel says, “Hey Max…sorry about calling earlier.” Max is grinning at Bailey and he says, “Don’t worry about it.” When they walk into the living room they stop to look at Max and Michael says, “Man, you look like shit.” Max looks up at him with a stupid grin on his face and says, “Yah…I slept out in Liz’s hallway last night.” Isabel’s eyebrows shoot up. “And you’re happy about that? She made you sleep outside?” “No, Alex did.” He says as he stands up. “Now, if you’ll excuse me…I need to take a shower.” He leaves the two of them staring after him…stumped over his mood. Michael thought for sure Max would be pissed at him when got back. He was surprised he didn’t get more of an ass-chewing last night. Something good must have happened with Liz…and whatever it is, he’s not about to complain. When Max gets out of the shower and is in his room getting ready, he hears a knock on the door. “Yah?” The door cracks open and he sees Isabel. “Can I come in?” She glances in the room quickly to see if he’s dressed. “Sure.” Watching her come in, he’s apprehensive about what she wants and hopes it’s not some attempt to talk him out of seeing Liz. Since that mess a few years ago, he’s never talked about Liz with either Isabel or Michael, and he’s resisted any conversation Isabel tries to bring up about her. He never told them that Cal wasn’t able to release his connection to Liz…he didn’t see the point. Isabel would have felt sorry for him and fussed over him and he didn’t want their pity. She sees Max eyeing her warily and she sighs. When did their relationship become so…strained? Well, she knows the answer to that…when he found out she was keeping things from him. She can’t count the number of times both Max and Michael have hounded her to tell them how she knows about the Granolith and why she said the things she did. Although the questions have faded over time, she still sees it in Max’s eyes whenever they talk…the betrayal. They’ve never kept anything from each other and knowing that she’s been keeping something from him this long…nothing’s really been the same. “So, I take it by the grin on your face that you and Liz talked?” He nods, sitting on the bed to tie his shoes as he looks up at her questioningly. Trying to keep her tone light and a smile on her face she says, “So…are you…together now?” He sees the strained look on her face and his shoulders sag. He knew it. “We’re going to breakfast. Beyond that…I don’t know.” He pulls on a shoe and starts to lace it angrily. “What’s this about Is?” “N…nothing. I was just wondering.” She nervously tugs her shirt down and picks imaginary lint from her sleeve. “I just want you to be careful, that’s all.” She shouldn’t have asked him about it. Any mention of Liz always gets his defenses up, but she was hoping to find out how serious this is. She has to admit that she was relieved when Max made no effort to contact or see Liz since they got back. From the little she knows, it just seems that the two of them being together is not a good thing. When she looks up, she blinks when she sees Max studying her closely. She laughs nervously and says, “What?” “I need to ask you something. And I’m hoping I might get a straight answer…for once.” Max says, watching her face suddenly transform to stone…preparing to lie to him yet again. “Ok.” Isabel says carefully…wondering where this is going. “Do you ever see things? Like, visions of events that never happened?” He watches the color completely drain from her face and the brief look of surprise that appears before she covers it up quickly. “Um…visions? What kind of visions?” Thoughts start swirling around in her head and she glances around Max’s room, hoping for a hole to crawl through. Max is having visions, too? Why didn’t he ever say anything before? Her heart starts thundering in her chest and she can feel the panic welling up inside of her. Max stands up and takes a step toward her. “You know what I’m talking about, don’t you?” He can see the look on her face, the fear. “Does this have something to do with the Granolith?” She glances toward the door and says, “Max…you know I…” “Stop lying to me!” He shouts at her, making her freeze in place. “It’s not just me, Isabel…Liz is having them too.” Shocked, Isabel stares at Max but before she can say anything Michael appears at the door. “What’s going on?” “Michael, have you ever had any kind of weird visions…or hallucinations?” Max is determined to get answers from Isabel…answers that he knows she has. Michael steps back, surprised. “Um…yah. I thought it was just me. Are you seeing things, too?” Max raises his eyebrows and nods, looking back at Isabel. “Isabel, this isn’t just about you…or even us anymore. I bet I can make a good guess and say that the visions started for you guys when we were back in Roswell?” He can see his answer on their faces. “So if Liz is having them, too…there’s a good chance everyone else who was with us is having them also.” “Liz is having them, too?” Michael asks. A sudden thought occurs to him, thinking back to all the things…and people…he’s seen in his visions. “What about Maria…and Alex?” Most of the visions he’s had have Maria in them, but he doesn’t want them to know that. “Alex…Liz said something about Alex, too…but we um…I didn’t hear that part.” Max scratches his ear and looks away, not about to tell them why he didn’t. Falling onto the bed with her hands over her face, Isabel whispers, “Stop…just stop it.” She can’t believe this is happening. What’s she supposed to do…why didn’t he tell her what to do? Should she tell them? Should she lie? Was the goal just to keep the Granolith from their enemies, or was it also to keep Max and Liz apart? God, she just doesn’t know anymore. She feels the bed sink beside her and Max pulls her hands from her face. “Don’t you see…this doesn’t just affect us anymore…you need to tell me truth, Isabel. You know what this all means, don’t you?” He looks at her…begging her with his voice to just tell him the truth. She glances up at Michael, and he says, “This is about what you were telling me, isn’t it? About how you changed things…changed what was supposed to happen?” Max looks sharply up at Michael and says, “What are you talking about?” Looking from Michael, to Isabel, then back to Michael he asks, “So, this has been some big secret that only I can’t know about?” He looks over at Isabel incredulously, “You can tell Michael, but not me?” “No, Max…it’s not like that.” Isabel tries to tell him. “What did you do?!” Max stands up and turns away from her, not able to look at her anymore…to see her look right at him and lie. Isabel swallows, trying to find the right words. “We…I…I changed the future.” He turns, waiting for her to explain. “The Granolith…it can be reprogrammed to be used as a…to go back in time.” She knows she sounds ridiculous and she sees the disbelief on Max’s face. “I know this sounds…strange. But I swear, it’s the truth.” “How long?” Max asks evenly. “How long have you known this?” Isabel braces herself and says, “Since we left Roswell.” Seeing the confusion on his face, she adds, “The first time we left Roswell.” Max freezes, the air rushing from his lungs as if he’s been punched. Falling to the bed, his voice is hushed when he asks again, “What did you do?” “I made sure we left. I had to make sure that all three of us left Roswell. He said that if I didn’t, the world would end…it would be taken over by our enemies and everyone we’ve ever known or loved would die.” She turns to Max, tears in her eyes. “I had to, Max. The things…the things he told me were awful. I couldn’t let them happen.” “Who? Who is ‘he’?” Max asks her. She furrows her brow, remembering how rough…battle weary he was…how old he looked for his age. “You, Max. You used the Granolith and went back…to change the future.” “What?” He can’t believe what she’s telling him. Standing up again, he paces the length of the bed, trying to process everything she’s telling him. “Wow. What’d he tell you about the future?” Michael asks her, clearly fascinated by what she’s saying. Ignoring Michael, Max turns around and asks, “Why that time? Why did he…I choose to go back then?” He suddenly wonders and suddenly understands at the same time. “It’s because of Liz, isn’t it?” Isabel nods sadly and sighs, saying, “Sit down…and I’ll start from the beginning.” Max and Michael sit on the bed and Isabel stands, leaning on Max’s desk and tells them everything… It’s three days before the crash festival and Isabel is just getting home from shopping with her friends for their costumes. She smiles in satisfaction as she hangs the skin-tight silver bodysuit in her closet. She is definitely winning the award for best costume this year. Out of the corner of her eye she sees a flash of light and turns to the window, thinking that was pretty close for lightening. Instead, she sees her brother. “Max! God, don’t you knock? You scared me half to death.” She turns back to her closet, trying to figure out what she’s going to wear tomorrow. “Did you see that lightening?” She asks him over her shoulder and turns when he doesn’t answer. “Did you…” She stops, really seeing him for the first time. “Max? Wha…what happened to you?” She looks at his clothes, dirty and torn…then his face. Lines, hard angles, dark circles…all of it not Max. “Isabel…I’m not…I’m not your Max. I came here…from the future. I need you to do something. Terrible things are about to happen…events that have started that need to be stopped” He shakes his head, and sees the look of fear and disbelief on her face. Isabel slowly back toward the door and says, “No…who are you?” “It’s me, Is. I came here from 17 years in the future. Please…we don’t have a lot of time.” He looks around her room, searching, and takes two long strides to her dresser. He picks up a framed picture and holds it up to her. “This…this is from last year at homecoming. You were so excited…it was your first dance and mom, she made you and Matt pose for like, two rolls of pictures.” She still doesn’t say anything and she watches as he looks around her room again and says to himself, “Liz said you’d be hard to convince.” “What did you say?” Isabel asks. He looks back at her and says, “Liz, she told me you’d be hard to convince…that I came from the future.” “So…Liz sent you here?” She says, unbelieving. This isn’t going right. “No…I mean, yes…sort of.” He shakes his head and says, “Look, in three days an opportunity will come up and I need you to take it…I need you to make sure we all take it.” His head turns toward the window and he moves quickly toward her closet. “Michael’s coming…you’ll see.” She watches him step into her closet and close the door, thinking she’s gone out of her mind. The sound of the window opening makes her jump and she turns around. “Michael! What are you doing?” She looks from Michael to the closet, then back to Michael again. “We need to figure out what to do about Maxwell.” Michael sees her the look on her face and asks, “What’s wrong?” Isabel looks at the closet again and says, “But…he’s…” She about has a heart attack when her door opens and Max appears in the doorway. “What’s going on?” “Max!” She yells, looking at Michael, then the closet. “What’s going on is we need to figure out how to fix the mess you’ve gotten us into.” Michael says, throwing an annoyed look at Isabel. “Why are you acting all freaky?” “There is no mess. I told you…Liz won’t tell anyone. I talked to her tonight and she…she won’t say anything. You have to trust me.” Max leans on the doorframe and Michael rolls his eyes. “This is just…unbelievable.” Michael throws his hands up in the air. “Don’t you have anything to say, Isabel?” “I…uh…can’t we just talk about this tomorrow? It’s late, and I’m beat.” She sits on her bed, feeling suddenly lightheaded. Michael snorts in irritation and turns, climbing back out her window. “We’re dead.” He mumbles to himself. “Is, I know I screwed up…but we can trust her. I know it.” Max says before turning to leave. She gets up and shuts her door quickly, locking it with her powers. Max steps out of her closet, looking in the direction Michael went. “I forgot.” He says quietly. “Forgot what?” She’s still trying to wrap her head around the fact that this is really Max. He looks so…old. “How stubborn Michael used to be about the humans.” He says before a look of terrible sadness crosses his face. Shaking his head he looks back at Isabel. “Isabel, we’re all in danger. Seventeen years from now, earth is taken over by our enemies. Everyone we love will die. I need you to help keep that from happening. You can’t tell anyone I’m here…especially me…him.” Max points his thumb toward the door that her Max was just standing in. “What am I supposed to do?” “In three days, the sheriff is going to question Liz…about me and the shooting. She’s going to come to me and tell me that the sheriff suspects me of doing something to her in the Crashdown and I’m going to decide that we need to leave Roswell.” He sits on the bed next to her and says, “I need you to make sure that we leave.” “Why? If you’ve already decided to go, what changes your mind?” “Liz. She talks us into staying and she comes up with a plan to throw off the sheriff.” He shakes his head. “It works…but it sets off a chain of events that lead to…” He looks at her closely and says, “Awful things have happened and…we’ve already tried this once before. But things ended up worse…horribly worse. You have to help me.” “What do you mean…you’ve come back from the future before?” She closes her eyes and says, “I’m confused.” “I didn’t…not exactly. The timeline I come from…I…came back to, also. But not until next year…and by then it was too late. I can’t see Liz again…you have to keep me away from her, or this won’t work.” He sits down and rubs his hand wearily over his face. “Isabel, it’s…I’m the only one left. I barely made it to the Granolith in time. Everyone…” He looks at her pointedly. “Everyone is dead. Michael, you, Maria, Kyle…Liz.” He looks away, not wanting to remember. “Our parents, Liz’s parents, the sheriff, Alex…they’re gone…I don’t have anyone anymore. You’re my last hope.” Isabel stares at him in disbelief. Seventeen years? They only make it for seventeen more years? She can see the pain in his eyes…the weariness of fighting. “Our parents? They know?” It’s her dream come true. She’s always wanted to tell their parents. When Max nods sadly at her she asks, “But…everyone else you mentioned…they all knew…about us?” “That doesn’t matter now. We need to do something now…to change that. This is a critical time and we need to leave Roswell…now. Before Liz changes my mind.” “This all has to do with you healing her, right? So why didn’t you just go back and make sure you don’t heal her? Why come to me?” The minute she says this, she sees the answer in his face. He could never let Liz Parker die. “Ok, so what exactly do I have to do?” Isabel folds her arms and stares at a gape jawed Michael and a pale Max. “The first thing I did was talk to Liz. I went to her and told her that she couldn’t tell Maria…that if she did, she’d be putting not only her own life in danger, but Maria’s. I told her that I knew things…and that she just had to believe me. I guess she did.” “Maria?” Michael asks, absently. “In his timeline, Liz told Maria…the night of the crash festival.” “And then you…you made sure we left town…quickly, so I wouldn’t see Liz again.” Max says, confirming what he already knows. She nods and says, “So…now you know.” Silence descends on the room as it sinks in for Max and Michael what Isabel’s telling them. “All those people.” Max says with wonder, overwhelmed with the thought that that many people knew their secret. “Did he tell you…what happened?” Max asks her, wanting to know more. “Bits and pieces, enough to know that what I was doing was right.” She adds, “And I still know it was right. In his timeline he told me that…that Alex was killed when we were 17…because of us. He was killed by another alien.” Michael looks at her and says, “What…did Liz tell everyone?” Isabel shakes her head and says, “That’s not the point, Michael. Don’t you see? By leaving…we kept them, our families and ourselves, safe. Liz’s plan worked. At least I thought it did…until they found us.” “Liz’s plan…you said he told you that Liz said it’d be hard to convince you. She…we were together…she sent him back.” Max says, a million thoughts going through his head. He looks up at Isabel and sees her nod in confirmation before looking at him meaningfully. “And she died, Max. He said he was the only one left.” He spent seventeen years with Liz Parker…and she died because of it. “Ok…so, these visions? What are they…are we seeing things that happened in this other timeline?” Michael asks. “I don’t know.” Isabel says. “I thought I was the only one…that I was seeing these things because I was the one who changed everything.” Max gets up then, his head filled with too much information. He looks around, unable to sort it all out and says, “I need to…I need to go.” “Max…please don’t go.” Isabel pleads. “I…I know you always thought I never wanted you and Liz to be together, but don’t you see? You went back in time – twice – to make sure of that. I was just…I was just doing what you asked, no…begged me to do.” He looks absently at Isabel before walking out into the hallway. “Max…” Isabel calls after him…following him. “Where are you going?” “I don’t know…I need to sort this out.” He takes his keys and walks out the door, leaving Isabel feeling even more miserable. ~~~~~~~~~~ Max walks aimlessly through the streets, unaware of the people around him. He thinks about everything that’s happened…everything he’s seen…and tries to make some sense out of it all. What does it all mean? Does it mean he shouldn’t start a relationship with Liz? How can he? How can he stay away from her now…when he finally knows that she feels the same thing about him as he does her? He doesn’t realize that he’s stopped walking until he feels someone bump into him. When he looks up, he realizes that he’s walked all the way to the street Liz lives on. Suddenly, he remembers he was supposed to meet her at eleven and he looks at his watch, breathing a sigh of relief that it’s only ten. “Max?” Max turns his head to see Alex walking toward him and the image of Alex covered in blood flashes in his head. Alex was killed when we were 17…because of us… Max shakes the image from his head and says, “Hey, Alex.” “So…are you coming or going?” Alex looks confused, wondering if Max is just leaving their apartment from this morning or if he’s coming back. “Oh…um…I’m going. I mean, no…I’m going to meet Liz. I showered…at my house…earlier, after I left.” What the hell is he talking about? He sees Alex smiling at him in confusion and says, “Sorry. I don’t know what I’m saying.” “It’s ok. I understand…English being your second language and all.” Alex grins at him and says, “Well…come on. You don’t wanna keep a lady waiting.” “Right.” Max says, Alex’s joke going right over his head as he looks toward Liz’s apartment. This wasn’t the destination he had in mind when he started walking, but he can’t just walk away now. What’s he going to say to Liz? His brain feels like it’s gonna explode. As they walk toward the apartment, Max is vaguely aware that Alex is talking to him. But he can’t focus on what he’s saying…instead he nods his head and offers a forced smile whenever Alex looks in his direction. His head is flooded with everything Isabel told him…with the ramifications of what she said. You came back twice… …do everything I could to keep you apart… …the only way she’ll stay safe… Alex was killed… Terrible things will happen… …everyone we love will die. “Hey…you there?” Max looks over at Alex and is surprised to see they’re standing outside the door to their apartment. “Oh…yah. Sorry.” Max offers Alex an apologetic smile. Alex looks at him strangely before digging out his keys and starting to unlock the door. Max watches him and asks, “Big on home security?” “Yah…after the whole…” He looks around the hall and whispers, “alien thing…I got a little paranoid.” Max smiles at Alex then and waves his hand over the door, unlocking all the deadbolts with his powers. He raises his eyebrows in sympathy at Alex and says, “You know, I’m not the only one who could work my…what was it you called it…heebee jeebee shit?” Alex frowns and looks at the door, thinking about all the time he spent putting those lock in. “Oh yah…right.” He opens the door then and walks in ahead of Max. “Liz! We have company so don’t come out naked!” Max’s eye’s bulge as he looks at Alex. Liz walks around naked…in front of Alex? Alex grins as Liz walks in saying, “Alex…what are you…Oh! Max!” She sees the look on Max’s face and swats Alex on the arm and he ducks, running to the kitchen. “Don’t listen to him. I thought we were meeting at eleven.” She smiles questioningly at him. Suddenly every thought that was crowding his head earlier flies out as a new one takes their place…Liz naked. He can feel his face turn red and he says, “I um…I was walking.” Stumped, Liz tilts her head to the side and asks, “Are you alright, Max?” He looks lost and confused. Rubbing his hand over his eyes, he shakes his head and says, “No…I really don’t think I am.” He looks around the small living room and says, “I’m sorry…I was just walking, trying to sort some things out. And for some reason I ended up here, and Alex saw me…so here I am.” She can see the distress and confusion on his face and leads him toward the sofa. “Here, sit down.” She takes a seat in a chair facing him and asks, “What’s wrong, Max? What happened?” When he left earlier, he seemed so happy. He looks up at her, not knowing what to say. Should he tell her? Or would that just put her in more danger? He wasn’t prepared to be facing her right now. He just wanted to go for a walk and try to figure things out. “Can I ask you something?” “You can ask me anything, Max.” She says, curious. “Back in high school…after you told me about your meeting with the sheriff. Can you remember what you were thinking then?” When he sees her look at him in confusion, he says, “I know this sounds weird, but can you remember what your first instinct was…when you realized we were leaving Roswell?” Alex walks over and sits next to Liz, wondering what this is all about. Liz thinks back to that day, trying to remember what she did after she talked to Max in the art room. “I um…after that, I think I went home and started thinking about a way to get the sheriff to stop suspecting you. Maria came over and…” She looks away, thinking. “She was getting ready to go to the crash festival. She was asking me questions…she knew something wasn’t right and that I was keeping something from her.” “Did you think about telling her? The truth about what happened…about us?” Max asks, needing to know. Liz nods. “I did…but Isabel said that her life depended on me not telling anyone. She said that she knew things…” She looks back at him and says, “Max, at the time I thought she could see into the future or something…I just assumed it was something she was able to do. You know…a power that she had? She said she knew things about the future, and if I told Maria or Alex, or anyone, that I would be putting all of our lives in danger. But…I know now that she can’t do that.” Max nods and says, “So, do you think that if Isabel hadn’t have told you that…that you would have told Maria the truth that night?” Liz bites her lip and looks at him guiltily. “I was so confused, Max. I wanted to tell her so much, and she was so angry at me because she knew that I was lying…” “Liz, it’s ok. I’m not…I’m not accusing you of anything. I can understand how you’d need someone to talk to.” He sits back, and runs his hand through his hair. “What’s this about, Max? I don’t understand.” Liz shakes her head and looks over at Alex. “Just…bear with me for a minute. So, let’s just say…hypothetically…if you had told Maria, what do you think you would have done next?” Liz tucks her hair behind her ear and looks up at him, embarrassed. “I had this stupid idea. You know, the crash festival was that night and everyone had costumes…I thought that we could stage something to throw the sheriff off. It was crazy though…it probably wouldn’t have worked anyway. I was thinking of going to find you and see what you thought, but Maria came over and I spent most of the night trying to get her to stop asking questions. Then you didn’t show up at school…” Max swallows and looks down at the floor. “Your plan, it would have worked. It did work.” “What are you talking about?” Liz shakes her head. “What worked?” He looks up at her and Alex and says, “I know why we’ve been having those visions.” “You’ve been having them too?” Alex asks. Max nods, looking at Liz. “We all have. Isabel and Michael, too. Isabel…she um…God, this just sounds so ridiculous I can’t believe I’m saying it.” He rolls his eyes and leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “The Granolith…it can apparently be used to travel back in time.” He prepares himself for Liz’s denial. “Time travel.” Liz says, disbelieving. “Time travel isn’t possible…it breaks every law of physics.” “I know. I told you it sounded ridiculous. But Liz, Isabel knew you were going to tell Maria the truth about us. That’s why she went to you. Just like she knew that your plan would work. So she made sure that we didn’t have the chance to put it in motion…she made sure that the three of us left Roswell that night.” “But…even if this were true, why?” Liz asks, still not believing that Isabel knew anything. “I used the Granolith…one year from now, I used the Granolith to go back to that time…three days before the crash festival…and I told Isabel she had to make sure we left Roswell. I told her that your plan had worked and by staying in Roswell, we set off a chain of events that led to our enemies taking over earth.” Max watches Liz’s eyes go wide in surprise as Alex stands up. ~TBC~ Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub129.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsr ... Angel13</A> at: 9/9/03 10:55 am

Posted: **Tue Sep 09, 2003 11:54 am**

I tried to get on fanatics and couldn't and I came here and you updated! YEAH!!!!!!<img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... bounce.gif ALT=":green"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/boldblue.gif ALT=":blue"> I can't believe this is happening again. The only difference is, I am glad he went to Liz. Don't really know what you are going to do about it yet, but I am still hopeful. Did future Max tell Isabel that Tess killed Alex? Because, I am sure she has not told them everything. Did Future Max choose Liz at that time as his Queen? If not, maybe she did not have the powers this Liz did or maybe he did and that's why he survived to come back again in the Granolith. I think they need to talk to Cal, his remark still has me worried. Like no matter what, their enemies are still going to come, only difference is the time in years. What happened to Tess and Vilondra? Did Cal take away their powers? Are they in FBI custody? Are they in contact with Khivar? And, where are Zan and Ava? Have they been in contact with Tess and Vilondra? I still want to believe that the bond removal can be repaired since it wasn't completely severed. I want to applaud <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> and thank you and your muse for another great chapter, keep em coming. I sitting on the edge on my seat, hoping there is still a way for Max and Liz to have that happily ever after. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub129.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsr ... tingman</A> at: 9/9/03 11:58 am

Posted: **Tue Sep 09, 2003 1:57 pm**

Did I mention how much I love this story ???? Did I mention it ??? did I ?? did I ??? <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... humpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/Grin_anim.gif ALT=":grin"> ok, First I am grateful that you make Max told Alex and Liz the truth about the Granolith. I was afraid that it would became another secret between them and want to enjoy our beloved couple together from now on <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> Second, we knew Isabel had been visited by Future Max and you confirmed it <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> Now, is time to find out how they can mantain or prevent from the other aliens to take over earth. I think Liz would have to teach this 'amateur aliens' how to use and discover their powers <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/Grin_anim.gif ALT=":grin"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/alien.gif ALT=":alien"> *******I am biting my nails waiting for the next chapter******* as usual <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)">

Posted: **Tue Sep 09, 2003 1:58 pm**

Special News Bulletin: Angel does it again! She captivates the readers and has them begging for more!What's her secret, how does she do it? The only answer we can get from her is something about a muse.  <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... humpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... humpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... humpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> <div style="text-align:center">Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.</div> <div style="text-align:center">Rudyard Kipling, English author</div> <

Posted: **Wed Sep 10, 2003 7:28 am**

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Posted: **Fri Sep 12, 2003 5:55 pm**

Warning...this part has a strong R rating. Part 20 “Wait a second…let’s…back up.” Alex says. “You believe this?” Max nods. “I do. I don’t think even Isabel would be able to make up something like this. Why would she?” Liz processes what Max is telling her and asks, “So you think the visions we’ve been having…you think they’re from that other timeline? That we’re seeing things that were really supposed to happen?” This is unreal. She wouldn’t believe him at all if it weren’t for the visions she’s had. Max nods again. “Actually, I think they’re from two different timelines. Isabel said that I told her it was the second time I’d come back using the Granolith. That the first time I came back was a year after the shooting…that I came back to see you.” He looks at Liz. “But it didn’t work. It was too late. So I went back again, earlier in time, to try to prevent things from happening.” “You mean your enemies attacking earth?” Alex asks. “That…and other events.” He says, wondering how much he can tell Liz. If he can…if he should. Alex sits down again and says, “This is too much. If this is true, then the things I’ve seen…the things I’ve dreamed about…” He looks at Liz. “They’re true? They really happened?” The thought of that is terrifying…the things he’s seen are terrifying. “But why then? Why go back to that time? It was…it was because you healed me, right? Is that what triggers everything?” Liz asks, knowing his answer when she looks in his eyes. She can see the sadness there and she takes a deep breath. “Then it should have been simple. He…you should have gone back and prevented it from taking place. He could have made sure that you weren’t in the Crashdown that day so you wouldn’t have been able to heal me.” “I would have never done that. I don’t care what timeline, or dimension, or whatever…I…that would never be a possibility.” Max shakes his head, knowing that he would never knowingly let Liz die if he could prevent it. “So do you think it worked? No one has taken over earth yet. Maybe we prevented that three years ago when you didn’t give them the Granolith. So maybe we’re safe now.” Alex thinks aloud, wondering what it all means to them now. “You said you used it to go back a year from now. An awful lot would have to happen between now and then for you to resort to that, right?” “I don’t know. This timeline is different. None of the same things happened…” He looks away from Alex, unable to get rid of the bloody image of him in his head. “Maybe we should all sit down together and write down all the visions we’ve seen. Then we can try to piece together when they happened and maybe figure out where we went wrong last time and prevent it from happening in this timeline.” Liz offers, her analytical side kicking in. “Maybe…” Max says hesitantly, not sure if that’s a good idea or not. “Has Maria had any visions?” “We don’t think so…we’re pretty sure she would have told us.” Alex says, suddenly thinking of something. “Hey, what about Kyle…and his dad? What if they’re seeing things, too?” Max looks at him, confused, and Alex explains. “They’re both in a lot of my visions, so it’s safe to assume that they probably knew about your secret in another timeline. I guess we can’t just call them up and ask if they’ve been seeing strange visions, though.” Liz shrugs and raises her eyebrows. “I could call Kyle. We still talk…I can try to feel him out and see if he mentions anything.” She thinks for a moment, then says, “It doesn’t make sense, though. If Maria isn’t getting any visions, then why are Alex and I?” “It makes sense that you are, Liz. I changed you…but I don’t know why Alex is.” Max says with a shrug. “Then I think I really should call Kyle.” Liz says as she gets up to go to her room. She comes back out with her address book and flips through the pages. “Liz, I don’t think…” Max says, but Liz interrupts him. “I won’t say anything about you, don’t worry.” She pulls the phone over and takes a deep breath. “I’ll put him on speakerphone.” Dialing his number into the phone, she pushes the speakerphone button and sets the handset in the base. They all listen as the phone rings three times…four…five… “Liz…it’s eight in the morning. Do I have to remind you of the time difference every time you call?” A groggy Kyle says as soon as he picks up the phone. “Sorry Kyle. I thought eight was a civilized enough time to call.” Liz says with a smile as she rolls her eyes. They hear rustling in the background and a couple of grunts from Kyle as he gets out of bed. “So…” They hear him yawn. “you’re calling to tell me you’ve realized you’re madly in love with me and can’t live without me for another minute, right?” Liz snorts and says, “Riiight. That’s exactly why I’m calling. And, I was thinking that you, me and Serena could all move to Utah and live in a commune together.” “Cool.” Kyle says and they hear another voice in the background before Kyle moves the mouthpiece away and says, “It’s Liz.” They hear more rustling and the sound of the phone being passed around. “Liz! I’m sorry I didn’t call you back last week.” A female voice says. “But my special needs husband here didn’t tell me you called.” “It’s alright, Serena.” Liz smiles at Max apologetically. She didn’t mean for him to sit here and listen to her gab to her friends all morning. “When are you coming home to visit? I saw your parents yesterday…you know they really want to see you.” Liz sighs and says, “Serena…” “I know, I know…but you know, Kyle made Jim swear to not say one thing to you the next time you come home. He agreed to stay away, Liz…really.” “Yah? He said that the last time. Serena…come on. Can we talk about this some other time?” Going back to Roswell for a visit is the last thing on her mind right now. “Ok…well, I’ll give you back to Kyle. I’ll call you next week, alright? Hopefully I’ll have some big news by then.” Serena says, blowing a kiss into the phone and handing it back to Kyle. “Kyle! Are you guys…” Liz starts to ask, but Kyle cuts her off. “Don’t know yet…so don’t jinx it.” Kyle says. “So, what can I do for you Miss Parker?” “Oh, um…nothing, really. Just wanted to call and say hi.” Liz flips her address book cover open and closed absently, trying to think of the right way to bring this up. “It’s just…I guess I was just thinking about home. You know, the weirdest thing happened last night…I had this weird hallucination that I was at our high school prom. Can you believe that? And…you were in it, so I don’t know…I guess it just made me want to call.” “Huh.” Kyle says. “Maybe your subconscious is telling you that you should have agreed to go with me to the prom.” There’s a hint of teasing to his voice. “Maybe.” Liz laughs nervously. This isn’t going the way she thought it would. “It was just really strange. Does that ever happen to you?” “Sure, I mean, I have visions of you and Maria in high school having sleepovers…you’re both wearing these little lacy things and having pillow fights.” Liz puts her hand over her eyes and smiles. “Kyle, I so didn’t need to know that.” Kyle laughs and says, “Yah, well, I thought you’d rather hear that one over the one I have of Alex dying in a horrible car accident.” Liz sees Max sit up suddenly and his eyes open wide and she looks at Alex…the blood draining from his face. “So how is our resident geek doing these days?” Kyle continues, oblivious. Liz clears her throat and says, “Um…good. He’s really good.” She looks at Alex, then at Max. Obviously, Max has seen the same thing Kyle has, judging by his reaction and she grabs Alex’s hand. “So um…how’s your dad doing?” Liz can’t help from asking. Jim Valenti has been a thorn in her side since she was 16. But if Alex is right, then he’s involved in this…and that terrifies her. “You know. Same old dad. Aliens here, aliens there, aliens everywhere.” Kyle says, clearly thinking his dad is crazy. “I’m fed up with him…especially since that brew haha a few years ago.” “Yah.” Liz says sympathetically. The FBI showing up out of the blue and taking the two women Jim found unconscious and the corpse from the old soap factory just re-ignited his belief that there was some kind of alien conspiracy going on in Roswell. Liz talked to Kyle several times as soon as she got back to New York and he told her all about it. How excited his dad was when he got there, convinced the two girls were aliens. And the corpse…although burned beyond recognition…looked to be in the shape of an alien. But the FBI came in the next morning and took all his evidence as well as the two girls and disappeared…leaving Jim a newly obsessed man. “You should go easier on him, Kyle. You’re all he has.” “I don’t know why you always defend him, Liz.” Liz shrugs and says, “I don’t know…I guess I feel sorry for him. He’s turning out just like your grandpa did, and I’d hate to see that happen to anyone.” “Whatever. You’re too soft for your own good.” Kyle says something with his hand over the mouthpiece, then, “Look, I gotta go, Liz. Can we call you later?” “Yah, sure. And um…good luck, you know…with the thing we can’t talk about.” Liz says with a smile. “Thanks. Talk to you later and say hey to Alex for me.” “Ok, bye Kyle.” Liz hears him hang up his phone and she clicks the speakerphone button, staring at it. She looks to her side, sees her hand intertwined with Alex’s and she looks up at Max. “When?” Alex asks quietly, not quite able to wrap his head around the fact that he’s supposed to be dead right now. Max looks up at Alex and says, “Seventeen.” He sees Alex reel back at that and continues. “And it wasn’t just a car accident…you were killed…by aliens. You died because of us.” Alex swallows and nods as he stands up. “Wow. Seventeen. That’s so…young.” He thinks back to when he was seventeen. He’d never even had a girlfriend yet. Never been out of New Mexico. He was busy practicing with his band in his parent’s garage and hanging out at the Pizza Pan with Liz and Maria. Seventeen. That’s when he was trying to get Molly Young’s attention. During their senior year, she finally noticed. But…he shouldn’t have made it to their senior year. Liz stands up with Alex…wondering what else their lives held in store for them. Or what else their lives were supposed to hold in store for them. It’s all starting to make sense to her. The reason she’s always felt uneasy…like she was supposed to be doing something else with her life. Like she’d made the wrong decisions along the way. But aren’t they tempting fate by knowing these things? “Maybe we shouldn’t know this…maybe we shouldn’t talk about the visions we’ve had. It doesn’t feel right knowing what should have been.” She puts her hand on Alex’s arm and looks over to Max and sees him agreeing. “I think you’re right.” He says. “But I do think it might be a good idea to share general themes about them. Like people…places…that sort of thing. At least we could know who we trusted then.” “Alex, are you ok?” Liz asks him, not knowing how she’d be dealing with this if she just found out she was supposed to die when she was seventeen. “Yah. It’s just…weird.” He looks down at Liz and says, “It’s not every day someone finds out they got a second chance at life.” He gives her a small smile to let her know he’s ok before looking over at Max. “So…maybe we should all get together and talk about this?” Max nods and says, “I’ll find out when a good time is from Michael and Isabel and let you guys know.” “Ok…well, as crazy as this all is, I have a lunch date to get ready for. So…” He steps toward the hallway and says, “I’ll just see you later?” “I’ll call Maria later today.” Liz tells him and he nods as he turns and walks back to his bedroom. She looks over at Max again and says, “So…um…wow.” “Yah.” He’s still frowning, still trying to figure out what it all means…what he’s supposed to do. As he looks at Liz he wonders, should he stay away from her? Is he only putting her in danger by being a part of her life? Liz sits down again and sees that he’s thinking about all of this…she can see he’s worried. “It’ll be ok, Max. You know, we’ve made it this far.” She smiles at him and says, “You know, maybe we averted the whole thing when you refused to give the Granolith over to them. Cal said Khivar can’t come here…and we haven’t seen any skins for three years, right? Maybe the threat is over.” “Maybe.” He says, not convinced. He should call Ava…check in with her. He’s been meaning to, but just never got around to it. And now that he knows Zan has been bothering Liz, he really needs to talk to them…both of them. “Max, is there something else? Something you’re not telling me?” He doesn’t want to tell her…not now. But if he came back in time twice to keep Liz safe, how can he ignore that? He doesn’t want to keep anything from her and decides that she should at least know. “Yah…um…there’s one more thing Isabel told me. She said that both times I came back…both times I was pretty adamant about keeping the two of us apart. You and I. That I wanted to keep us from ever getting together.” “What? Why…why would that matter?” No…not when they’ve just found each other again. This can’t be happening…not now. He shakes his head and says, “Liz, I think…I think that by being with me your life is in danger. I’m just going to get you killed…and I can’t do that.” Liz stands up and says, “Max, this is crazy.” Is he trying to say that they shouldn’t be together because of something that might happen in the future…something that they don’t even know? “I don’t care what any future version of you said…we don’t know what his motives were, and we never will.” Max stands up, too, and says, “But he had to have a reason. He came back twice…after spending two lifetimes with you and each time his goal was the same. There has to be a pretty good reason for that, because Liz…if I’d spent a lifetime with you, there’s no way I would give you up. Everyone we love dies. That’s what he told Isabel…that he was the only one left. How can I ignore that?” Liz doesn’t know what to say. It sounds like he’s telling her a relationship between them is impossible. She looks away, not wanting him to see her tears. “I guess he was successful.” She says quietly, her voice dead of emotion. All these years…thinking about him, dreaming about him. It all meant nothing. Two possible futures. One where she dies and the other where she’s dead inside anyway. Neither looks very appealing. Max feels helpless. He doesn’t know what to do. And the sight of Liz standing in front of him, unable to look at him almost brings him to his knees. “Liz…” He takes a step toward her and when she takes a matching step back he stops, his eyes closing. “Alrighty…I’m outta here.” Alex walks out into the living room and freezes when he sees the scene in front of him. “Oh…hey, um…I’m sorry.” He sees Liz look at him with such sadness in her eyes and his heart goes out to her. He doesn’t know what he just interrupted, but he’s not going to stand by and watch Liz hurt again because of Max. Looking up at Max angrily, he asks, “What’s going on here?” “It’s ok, Alex.” Liz masks the emotion from her face and takes a deep breath. She looks him up and down and says, “You look good. She’s gonna fall in love with you when she sees you.” Alex doesn’t miss the un-subtle attempt of Liz’s to change the subject, but decides to let her. He smiles and says, “You think?” Liz forces a smile on her face and nods. “Yah…she’d be crazy not to. Now scoot…you don’t want her waiting.” He glances at Max as he’s turning to face the window and rubbing at his face. “Are you sure?” He asks as he looks back down at Liz. She nods and says, “Yah…now go. I’m fine.” “Ok.” Alex says, unsure. But he grabs his keys and heads out the door. “Wish me luck!” Liz watches him go, her gaze lingering on the door long after it’s closed. Shaking herself from her daze, she walks toward the kitchen…needing something to do. “It’s their first date. Some girl from school…I think she’s getting her PhD. I don’t know in what, but one of Alex’s T.A.s set it up…” “Liz…” Max turns around, watching as she opens the fridge, then closes it…moving onto the drawers. “I really hope she’s nice. Alex really needs someone in his life right now.” She searches, unseeing through the drawers in the kitchen before turning the water on in the sink and squeezing dishwashing liquid in it. “Because God knows, he deserves it…he deserves more than living in this tiny apartment and watching movies with me on Saturday nights.” She raises her shoulder up and wipes her eyes on her sleeve as she throws the morning dishes in the sink and starts washing them. Max steps behind her and puts his hands on her arms, stopping her frantic scrubbing. “Liz…stop.” She closes her eyes and her shoulders sag. “I don’t care, Max.” She whispers as she leans back into him. Max inhales the scent of her hair, keeping a firm grip on her arms as he takes a step away. He can’t think straight with her body pressed against his. “But I do. How can I spend even a lifetime of happiness with you if I knew in the end it would only get you killed?” She turns then, soapy wet arms dripping on the floor, and she smiles sadly. “I’m gonna die, Max. We all do. It could be in 50 years from old age, or it could be tomorrow. But I would rather spend one day…completely happy, whole, for the first time in my life…and die tomorrow, than spend a lifetime wondering ‘what if’.” He closes his eyes, not wanting to hear her say this. It’s ripping at his soul. “Don’t say this, Liz. I can’t…” He doesn’t have the strength to resist her and he knows it. Trying to move further away, he needs some distance from her. There’s no way he can think clearly with her this close. “Please.” He whispers. “Please don’t ask me to do that.” He can’t…not knowing what he does. If she ever died because of him…because of who he is…there’s no way he could go on living. “Then don’t ask me to give you up, Max.” She whispers up at him, sliding her hands up his arms. She moves her body close to his, aware of why he moved away and sees the desire flare in his eyes. Knowing she’s not playing fair, she doesn’t care. She’s not gonna let him do this. Moving her hands around to his back, she leans up and presses her lips against his neck…close to his ear and her tongue snakes out, touching his earlobe. “Because I’m not going to.” She whispers softly in his ear, smiling at the groan she hears from the back of his throat. His earlier internal battles helplessly dissolve in the wake of what she’s doing to him. How did she turn this around? How did his resolve to do whatever it took to keep her safe just turn to mush in the space of a few minutes? The only thought in his head right now is that Liz has her tongue on his neck. He steps forward, pressing his hips into hers against the front of the sink as his hands grip each side of her face and turn it to look up at him. “Is this how it’s gonna be?” His hands move to her hair and he threads his fingers through it. “You’re gonna seduce me to get your way all the time?” She looks up at him with a twinkle in her eye and asks, “Is it working?” She wraps a leg behind him, pulling him into her and drags her hands down the front of his shirt, hooking her fingers into his waistband. He closes his eyes at the feel of her hands on his stomach and says, “Yes…but here’s a little tip. The only thing you really need to do to seduce me is breathe.” Her fingers slip around his waistband until both hands are on his lower back. She dips them down over his butt before snaking them around over his jeans to rake her nails up the front of his thighs. “Good to know.” Just before her hands reach his zipper, his lips crash down to hers and he growls as he picks her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. There it goes…the control he’s been so desperate to hold onto. There’s no fumbling this time as Liz clings to him, mouths attacking each other. Max reaches down and rips off his shirt…buttons flying around the kitchen…before pulling Liz’s shirt up over her head. Liz moans at the feel of skin against skin and Max groans, “Oh God, Liz.” His hands roam over her back, deftly unhooking her bra and flinging it across the room. “Max…now…I can’t wait.” His knees buckle at Liz’s urgent words as her mouth travels to his neck, her teeth tugging at his earlobe before her tongue flicks across his ear. “Fuck.” Walking them down the hall in search of her bedroom, he feels a sudden draft and looks down to see that Liz has used her powers to rid them of the rest of their clothes. He almost laughs at the sight, but his breath catches in his throat when he feels Liz’s body tense and sees her flushed face. Her skin feels fevered and he senses her desire and her release bubbling through his connection. She was serious when she said she couldn’t wait. “Liz…” He swallows, overwhelmed at what’s just happened, but impossibly hypnotized by the way she’s looking at him and he captures her lips again. Suddenly, he’s brought to his knees by a blinding, white light. Tearing himself away from Liz as they stumble to the floor, he gasps, “What was that?” He can feel Liz’s chest pumping wildly against his as they sit on the floor…his back to the wall…Liz still with her legs wrapped around him. “Liz?” He pulls her chin up to look at him and groans at the look of blatant lust in her eyes. “Look closer.” She whispers with a seductive smile. His lips crash down on hers again, not caring about anything but the feel of her body next to his. He’s startled by the flash of light again, but only moans and tries to push it away…focusing only on Liz and the tightly wound strings of his connection to her. Then he sees it. Or rather, he sees himself…through Liz’s eyes. They’re on the plane to Roswell, trying to create their fake memory. He can hear moaning, but doesn’t know if it’s coming from him or Liz as he watches everything slow down. He sees everything Liz saw…feels everything that she felt. Groaning, his head falls back and he vaguely feels Liz’s lips on his neck as the images keep assaulting him. Fantasies he’s had about her roll across the inside of his eyelids like a movie…quickly picking up speed until they’re flying everywhere. He hears Liz moan his name…whether from the vision or from the hallway they’re in…he doesn’t know. All he can feel right now is Liz…and the desire that was raging through her when she saw his fantasies of her. And her embarrassment that he was seeing hers. Everything’s happening too fast now. He can feel his connection to her gaining strength and a power too strong to contain building up inside of him…hunting…searching. Suddenly, it’s like everything comes crashing into a wall. A solid barrier that holds back the power he’s feeling…the desire…until it builds to an impossible level and a flash of light once again blinds him. Frightened by what just happened, he’s ripped back to reality by the feel of his own release and the wetness on his stomach, and he drops his head onto Liz’s shoulder. He tries to calm his erratic breathing and realizes that he’s gripping Liz’s hips so hard his fingers are white. He releases her, hoping he didn’t leave bruises. “Liz…” He gently pulls her away from him and says, “We can’t do this.” Frowning, Liz sits back and tries to figure out what just happened and what Max is saying. “Can’t do what?” She looks down at the wetness on her stomach, then smiles at him. “That’s ok…we can wait a few minutes and try again.” She raises her eyebrow at him seductively. Shaking his head, Max pulls Liz off of him and stands up on shaky legs. “No…I mean we can’t do this.” He uses his powers to clean himself up and searches for his pants on the floor. As he pulls them on with a jerk, he thinks about everything he saw…everything he felt. There’s something wrong here, and he’s not going to put Liz in danger again. When he looks down at Liz, he curses himself for the look on her face. She’s absently gathering her clothes to her to cover herself, a look of pure rejection on her face. Leaning down, he pulls Liz up to him and grabs her face between her hands…forcing her to look at him. “Liz. I want you so badly right now it hurts. There’s nothing I want more than to drag you to bed and make love to you until next week.” He runs his hand from her shoulder down to her hand and grasps it, pressing it to the front of his pants to feel the returning evidence of his arousal. Her eyes open wide and he says, “Please don’t think I don’t want you.” “Then what’s wrong?” She asks in a small voice, suddenly conscious of the fact that she’s standing in front of Max totally naked. She glances around for her clothes but remembers that her shirt is in the kitchen. Raising her hand behind her, the shirt flies into it and she turns around to see Max staring at her. “I uh…I don’t think I’ll ever get used to seeing that.” He smiles and takes the shirt from her, gently pulling it over her head as his fingers graze the side of her body when he pulls it down. He bends down and grabs her underwear off the floor and gently raises one of her feet at a time, pulling them up her legs. When he does the same for her pants, he stands up and slowly zips and buttons them before pulling her shirt down over the waistband. When he looks up at her face, he sees the confusion there and sighs as he raises his hand and brushes his fingers across her cheek. “We need to talk.” “But we talked about this, Max. I don’t understand.” She leans her cheek into his hand and closes her eyes, feeling a warmth swirling through her…originating at his hand and cascading down through her body into her toes. Max pulls his hand away abruptly and says, “That…we need to talk about that.” He turns her and puts his hand on her back and leads her toward the kitchen table. “Do you want something to drink?” He asks her, turning toward the fridge. She smiles at the fact that he’s offering her a drink in her own house. “No, I’m fine.” He nods and grabs a bottle of water and turns to her, questioning her with his eyes if he can have it. When she nods, he opens it and gulps the entire thing down in less than ten seconds. Closing his eyes, he sighs at the feeling of the cool water and turns to throw the bottle in the trash before sitting across the table from Liz. At the amused and surprised look on her face he says, “I was um…thirsty.” “I see.” She waits for him to start. “Liz, what did you see…when we…you know.” He nods his head toward the hallway. He already knows what she saw, but needs to hear how she interpreted it. She blushes and says, “I saw us…me. On the plane when we connected. I saw me, as you saw me…I felt what you felt when you saw my…fantasies about you. And I saw and felt what you did when we…when we created the fake memory.” She shivers as she remembers the intense desire she felt…no, that he felt…when he saw her fantasy showing her in the Crashdown in her uniform, sitting on the counter with her legs spread as he knelt down and… Shaking her head, she looks up and can feel the heat crawling up to her face. “Why?” “And what did you feel?” He knows she’s embarrassed, but at this point modesty needs to be pushed away. She sees that he’s serious, so she forces herself to just tell him. “Desire…incredibly strong desire. I felt your surprise that I thought about you that way. And your fear…for me.” “Nothing else? Nothing…different?” He grabs her hand across the table and looks into her eyes. “Can you tell me what I’m feeling right now…this very minute?” She furrows her brow and asks, “What do you mean? Of course I can’t.” Is that relief she sees in his eyes? He releases her hand and sits back in his chair with a sigh. Thank God it didn’t get too far. He closes his eyes and rubs the heals of his hands against his forehead. Cal lied…why? Why go through all that trouble and effort? He opens his eyes when he feels that Liz is starting to get scared. “Liz. I don’t know how to say this…our bond, it’s still there. Your bond is still there…there’s a temporary block, keeping you from feeling it. But it’s still there.” He sees her about to protest and he says, “I saw it, Liz. Cal lied to us. Instead of attempting to remove it, he placed a barrier in your subconscious so you wouldn’t feel a connection to me.” ~TBC~

Posted: **Sat Sep 13, 2003 8:24 am**

What? the connection is still there?! I don't know whether that's good or bad though<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/confused.gif ALT=":confused"> ...and i can not believe max still wants to stay away from Liz! I know, I know the whole end-of-the-world thing butcome on! It's Liz! <img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sra ... 55ad1f.jpg" style="border:0;"/>

Posted: **Sat Sep 13, 2003 5:01 pm**

<div style="text-align:center">EXTRA, EXTRA - Read All About It:</div> One defunct male alien on the loose. Has the girl of his dreams but still doesn't know what to do with her. Stay tuned to find out if Liz gives Max a good swift kick in the rear or falls for his excuses.... Ok so we know they aren't excuses..he is looking out for her best interest..but can he just have some nookie and then deal with life and death later? Is that too much to ask? <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> Great job Angel..I would expect nothing less. <div style="text-align:center">Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.</div> <div style="text-align:center">Rudyard Kipling, English author</div> < Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub129.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsr ... lkitkat</A> at: 9/13/03 5:04 pm

Posted: **Mon Sep 15, 2003 12:48 pm**

<blockquote>Quote:<hr>Ok so we know they aren't excuses..he is looking out for her best interest..but can he just have some nookie and then deal with life and death later?<hr></blockquote> ITA with Roswellkitkat Please we are dying here for some action between those two <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Gosh that update was intense to read. First of all for Alex knowing that he had died in the other timeline and then all this heat between Max and Liz and knowing the bond is still there. I am happy for Liz, she was really sad when Cal broke , or said he had broken, the bond. I love the way Liz uses her powers. I chuckled hard when reading how she managed to get rid of their clothes and I imagined her shirt flying through the air to her hands later. Awesome !!!! They have to work together. She has improved and tested her powers much more than the three aliens. *****sigh****** I cant´wait for the next update Angel , please Hurry <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/slinkie.gif ALT=":slinkie"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/slinkie.gif ALT=":slinkie"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/slinkie.gif ALT=":slinkie"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/slinkie.gif ALT=":slinkie"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/slinkie.gif ALT=":slinkie">

Posted: **Mon Sep 15, 2003 1:50 pm**

oH !! I forgot to post this : don´t feel scared to post an nc-17 chapter we will follow you to the adult section of the board jejejejejeje !! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)">

Posted: **Tue Sep 16, 2003 10:57 am**

Part 21 “But why? What…what does this mean?” She’s completely confused. If her bond is still there, does that mean that for the last three years she’s been sending out signals? Are they just sitting out there, watching her…waiting to make their move? “I don’t know what it means.” He can feel her fear building and quickly reassures her. “You’re not sending out signals…Isabel and Michael would have felt it. Don’t be scared…please.” He gets up and walks around the table, pulling her up into his arms. “I won’t let anything happen to you, Liz.” She nods against his chest and asks, “So, when you asked me if I could tell what you were feeling…does that mean you can always tell what I’m feeling?” He hesitates. “Yes.” “Wow…I mean, I could feel it before but I thought it was just because of the intense situation we were in. So, you know what I’m feeling right now?” She hopes he knows, because she’s not sure she does. He runs his hand down her hair and says, “You’re feeling confused, and afraid…but safe right now. You’re worried and a little insecure…you feel inadequate. I thought we covered that, Liz. There’s nothing for you to feel insecure about.” She looks up at him and asks, “Then why…” He grabs her arms and pulls her away, looks into her eyes and says, “Liz, when I’m with you…when I’m touching you, I can’t control myself. Just now…when we almost…I felt this power inside of me. It was so strong…and it was searching for you. If we actually made love, I wouldn’t be able to control it…it would break through that barrier in your mind. The bond I have to you…I can’t rein it in. It wants to be whole again, and I won’t be able to keep it from getting what it wants. If that barrier were broken, your bond would be open. You’d be tied to me forever. I…I can’t do that to you.” “Oh.” She looks down at the floor, understanding now. Realizing quickly that her hands are on his bare chest, she pulls them away as if burned. The reality of the situation kicks in at that moment and she practically falls back into the chair she was just in. She can’t be with Max…they can’t be together…they can’t make love. She can’t go through her life like this…there has to be a way. She looks up at him, tears in her eyes, and says, “What if I want it?” She sees the protest he’s about to make and she stands up, putting her hand on his chest. “Max, I love you. I know I love you…without the bond. And I know you love me. It doesn’t matter if I have the bond or not…I can’t live my life without you.” He shakes his head and backs away from her. “No. You don’t know what you’re saying. You’d be bound to me the rest of your life. I won’t do that to you.” “And you’re already bound to me…it doesn’t matter, Max. I don’t care. I want to be with you…only you.” She steps toward him, pleading. He grabs her hands, pulling them away from him. “No, Liz. I do love you…so much. And that’s why this won’t be happening. I refuse to do that to you. If you won’t look out for your own safety, I will. Don’t you see? This is probably what happened in those other timelines. It’s why I went back in time…twice. To keep it from happening again. I won’t put you in that kind of danger again…and I won’t bind you to me either. Please don’t ask me to.” She hears the catch in his voice when he tells her not to ask him. Because she knows that if she really pursued this, he wouldn’t be able to say no. She could make him let go of that damn control of his and get what she wants. But she can’t. She can’t do it again…once was fun…twice is desperate. She has too much pride. Amazing after the events of the last hour, but she does have just enough of it left to keep her up. Max watches the emotions cross her face, and he can feel the internal battle she’s waging with herself on whether or not to pursue this. She looks up at him then, knowing he can feel what she’s feeling. “It’s not fair, Max. You know everything that’s in my heart right now.” Tears pool in her eyes and this time he does touch her. He steps toward her and threads his hand through her hair. “Yes, I do. But you know what’s in mine, too. You own my heart, Liz. It’s right here.” He puts his hand on her chest, over her heart. “This is where it’ll always be.” As her tears spill over, he pulls her close to him and she whispers, “What are we gonna do?” Tucking her head under his chin, he strokes her hair and says, “I don’t know. But I know where to start.” ~~~~~~~~~~ Isabel is almost at panic stage. Sitting at the kitchen counter, she’s ignored her tea for so long it’s turned cold while she taps her well manicured nails on the counter. The ticking of the clock is mocking her as she sits there…mocking her with time. Michael’s holed up in his room with the door shut. Max is God knows where. And she’s just waiting. When the phone rings, she practically falls off the chair she jumps so high. She picks it up quickly, breathing a sigh of relief and says, “Max.” “How’d you know it was me?” He asks. “Liz’s number showed up on Caller ID. Please come home, Max. I think we should talk about this…I really want the chance to explain.” She doesn’t even try to shield the begging tone of her voice. “I know. Is Michael there?” “Yah, why?” She asks, wondering if he wants to talk to him. “We’re coming over. There are things we need to talk about.” “We? You’re bringing Liz?” She looks around at the mess that Michael made in the living room and she remembers that there’s no food in the fridge. Liz is gonna think they’re a bunch of slobs. “Isabel.” Max says in a warning tone, not believing she’s still harassing him about Liz. After everything she told him. Isabel grimaces and says, “No…I…I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just the place is a mess and we don’t have any food. The only thing we have to drink is that crap in the fridge that Michael drinks.” Max sighs in relief. She was just being the neurotic hostess. He can already hear her moving around and putting things away. “Get Michael to clean up and we’ll stop on the way and get a few things. Oh, Alex is coming, too.” “What?!” He has to pull the phone away from his ear. Confused as to why that’s a problem, he shrugs and says, “Yah. We’ll be there in about an hour. Bye.” He barely gets that all out before he hears her hang up on him. Setting the phone down, he looks up just as Liz walks out of her bedroom. She’s changed clothes again and put some make-up on…although he doesn’t know why. She looked great before. But he learned from Isabel long ago never to question a woman about her grooming habits. Although, as Liz walks into the kitchen, he can’t help but admire her. Liz tries to keep her emotions in check as she walks back into the living room. She had to take several deep breaths before she finally emerged. She had to wash her face…feeling like she’s been doing nothing but crying for the last day. Then she pulled out an outfit in her closet that’s in the ‘power’ section…where she puts all the clothes that make her feel best about herself. After a few items of make-up she stood in front of her mirror to brace herself for what the rest of the day would bring. Good clothes and make-up are like her armor. She presents to everyone around her exactly what she wants them to see. Confidence…even though she’s anything but confident right now. “So, I guess I’ll call Alex and just tell him to meet us at your place.” She picks up the phone without waiting for Max to answer her. Max just watches her and sighs. She’s going to be distant now…not wanting to get too close to him. Physically or emotionally. He can understand, but he doesn’t have to like it. His gaze drifts over her in appreciation. She’s pulled her hair back in a ponytail low on her head and she has on a black, lightweight sweater over a white and gray striped shirt. He can see the cuffs that fall down halfway over her hands. She has a tweed skirt on that follows her curves perfectly to just below her knees where a pair of black leather boots begin. They’re propping her up a good three inches taller than her normal height. And even though she’s covered from neck to toe…literally…there’s something erotic about the way she looks and he tries to look away and get himself under control. But just before he gets the chance, she turns away from him and he sees the slit in the back of her skirt. Liz hangs up the phone after talking to Alex and turns quickly back to the living room when she hears Max suddenly start coughing. Is he choking on something? She looks at him worriedly and takes a few steps over…seeing his bright red face turn a deeper shade of purple as he coughs. “Max?” He shakes his head and holds up the bottle of water he’s holding. “Went down the wrong way.” He croaks and she grabs him a couple of paper towels and brings them to him. “You ok?” She asks with concern when his coughing finally stops. He nods and stands up. “Yah. You ready?” She grabs her purse from the table and steps in front of him…eliciting an involuntary moan from the back of his throat. Holy crap…if that slit were any higher… “Did you say something?” She’s turned around looking at him. “Uh…no.” He shakes his head and opens the door for her…and immediately hears screaming. He automatically grabs Liz and shoves her behind him to face whatever’s on the other side of the door with his arm outstretched. Only when his eyes focus clearly, he sees it’s a very annoyed and pissed off Maria standing there with her arms crossed over her chest. Instead of saying anything, she shoves his arm out of the way and walks around him into the apartment. “What’s he doing here?” She says as she gives Liz a hug. “Maria! I should be asking you that question.” Liz says back, more than surprised and happy to see her friend. “I was worried about you last night and got on the first plane out of L.A. I called Alex…he told me what this jackass said to you on the phone. I’m sorry Liz, I should have never encouraged you to call him. He’s obviously the world’s most complete idiot and doesn’t deserve you anyway.” Max winces and shuts the door. “Anyway…” Maria pulls away from Liz and looks her up and down. “Christ, Liz…you look like a god damned evil librarian.” She sweeps into the living room and throws her jacket on the couch and turns to Max. “So, what exactly is he doing here?” “Maria…it’s complicated. You really didn’t have to come all the way here just because of last night.” Liz says before adding with a smile, “Not that I’m not thrilled to see you.” Maria hasn’t taken her eyes off of Max. He doesn’t want to move for fear that she’ll suddenly attack. Instead, she says, “Go be useful and help my driver with my bags. While I help Liz here with her poor fashion choices.” Max looks at Liz and sees her smile indulgently as she rolls her eyes a little. “I like her outfit.” He protests, cringing at how small his voice sounds. But he’s rewarded with a grateful smile from Liz, so he’s happy as he turns to go help Maria’s driver. How much luggage could she have anyway? Liz turns to Maria and says, “Alex didn’t tell me you were on your way.” “I didn’t tell him…I though it’d be surprise.” She says with a grin. “Really, Maria. You didn’t have to. I’m fine…it was just a huge misunderstanding. It was silly, actually. Michael thought I was married…to Greg.” She smiles at the absurdity of that and she also tucks away the fact that Maria’s eyes suddenly got brighter at the mention of Michael. “Anyway, he told Max and when I called and said I was glad he wasn’t dating that woman…” Maria’s eyes widen and she says, “Ohhh…he must have thought you were being a grade A bitch.” She smiles, though, thinking he deserved it for talking to Liz that way. “So, I take it you got the air cleared. Why the sad face, then?” “It’s…” “Complicated. I know.” Maria says as she watches with satisfaction as Max struggles through the door with a huge suitcase in each hand and a carry-on under his arm. “So where were you off to?” Liz looks at Max quickly before saying, “Well, it’s actually a good thing you’re here. We were on our way to meet Alex, Isabel and Michael. There’s been…there are things we need to talk about.” Maria groans and says, “Oh God…we’re getting sucked back into the alien abyss, aren’t we.” Liz looks at her sympathetically before standing up when Maria tells her driver to wait down on the street. It looks like she might need him after all. “Well, let’s go, then.” She says, putting her jacket back on. Liz thinks she looks entirely too happy for how she’s making it sound and she smiles knowingly as she follows Maria out the door…throwing Max an apologetic look on the way. ~~~~~~~~~~ “Michael, did you make your bed?” Isabel yells at him from the kitchen. He rolls his eyes and says, “Yes, mom.” She’s had him running around like a headless chicken since she found out Liz was coming over. What’s the big deal? He doubts that Liz is gonna run screaming if she sees some dirty socks lying around. She lives with a guy…she knows. “Michael, can you go up to the loft and get the nice napkins and the box of candles?” He passes her on the way through the living room and sticks his tongue out at her back. Childish, he knows…but still satisfying. Just as he reaches the stairs, he hears a knock on the door and immediately backtracks. “Michael…” “I know, I know…I’ll get the door.” He rolls his eyes and mutters, “Even though you’re ten feet away…let me rush over and get that for you.” He yanks the door open and stands back. “Whitman. Come on in…I’m on an important napkin mission.” Michael rolls his eyes again and walks away. “Alex! Hi!” Isabel turns around, wiping her hands on a towel. When she sees him, her stomach does a little flip and suddenly she loses her tongue. “I um…do…would you like something? To drink…I mean, would you like something to drink? We really only have water and Red Bull, but Max is stopping to pick some things up on the way and he should be here any minute.” Shut up, Isabel…what’s wrong with you? Alex smiles and says, “I’m ok for now, thanks.” He can tell she’s nervous and has no idea why. At least she’s talking to him. “Need help with anything?” He asks as he steps into the kitchen. “Oh, no…everything’s taken care of.” She shoots him a brilliant smile and ignores Michael’s scowl when he drops the napkins and box of candles on the counter. Alex walks over and helps her anyway to take the candles out of the box and says, “You don’t have to go through so much trouble for us.” “It’s no trouble…I’ve been wanting to get more candles out for a while now that it’s getting colder.” Isabel places candles around the kitchen and on the table in the living room. She has no idea why she’s turned into a nervous, blabbering idiot suddenly. As she stands back to study the placement of them she raises her arm and they all whoosh up with flames. Smiling, she turns and sees the look on Alex’s face and she freezes. “Oh…I’m sorry. Does that freak you out?” He just smiles and laughs. “No…Liz is always doing stuff. It’s just still…strange to see.” Sitting down on the couch, he pats the cushion next to him and says, “Sit down, relax for a minute.” Taking a seat next to him, she smiles nervously and takes a last look around and is satisfied that everything looks ok. “I don’t know why I’m nervous. Just ignore me.” “Well, that’s a problem because I don’t think anyone could ignore you Isabel.” He’s rewarded by the first unguarded smile he’s seen on Isabel’s face since he got here. When they hear the door open, Isabel pops up off the couch like they’d been caught making out by their parents and she smoothes her skirt before bringing her hands up to her hair. Alex sees that forced smile appear on her face and he shakes his head. When Max walks in he takes a look around and says, “Geez…who lives here?” He carries two big bags into the kitchen and sets them on the counter as Michael walks over. Isabel walks over, throwing an annoyed look at Max and says, “Hi Liz.” “Hey Isabel.” Liz looks around and says, “Wow…you guys have such a great place!” Isabel smiles and says, “Thanks.” She looks Liz up and down and says, “You look…great. I love those boots.” Liz looks at them nervously wondering if Isabel is serious or just trying to be nice. “Oh, thanks. Hey, um…we didn’t get a chance to tell you, but…” At that moment, Maria breezes through the door snapping her phone shut and she says, “I swear, is it too much to ask for just one day of peace?” “…Maria showed up unexpectedly.” Liz finishes, offering Isabel an apologetic smile. There’s the sound of breaking glass in the kitchen and everyone turns to see Michael staring at Maria with his mouth open. He looks down at the broken glass, then back up. “Sorry.” He bends down to start cleaning it up. Isabel recovers quickly and turns to Maria. “So what brings you to town, Maria?” Maria welcomes a warm hug from Alex and says, “I need my Liz and Alex fix on a regular basis.” She squeezes him back and she says, “Sorry I didn’t tell you this morning. I wanted to surprise you.” “Hey, color me surprised!” Alex says with a big grin. “Here, let me get your jacket Maria.” Isabel says, taking it into one of the bedrooms. She walks back into the kitchen and is thankful to see that Max got already-prepared trays of cheese and crackers and fruit. She’s trained him well. She pulls out a couple bottles of wine along with fruit juice and soda. She feels someone step next to her and sees that it’s Liz. “Let me help.” Liz says, throwing away the plastic bags and looking in the cupboard for glasses. “You have a corkscrew?” Isabel looks at the wine and frowns. “Oh…um…no. We don’t have a lot of wine around here.” She smiles at Liz and offers to do it herself, but before she can Liz wraps her hand around the neck of the bottle and slowly pulls it up. She opens her hand to Isabel and smiles when she shows her the cork. “Who needs a corkscrew?” They look at each other for a few moments before they both burst out laughing. Isabel suddenly realizes that it’s really nice to have another female around who has powers. She’s never been able to have close girl friends, but as she takes a closer look at Liz she thinks that maybe she should remedy that. Max is in the living room talking to Alex and Maria and when he hears Liz’s laughter, he looks over and is completely shocked to see her and his sister actually laughing together…genuinely laughing. He can’t remember the last time he’s seen Isabel actually laugh and it brings a smile to his face. Liz looks up at that moment and meets his gaze and her smile suddenly falls…twisting at his heart. He looks away quickly as Maria asks him, “So, where’d Michael run off to? He didn’t even say hi.” Max shrugs and says, “Michael’s not really into socializing.” “I didn’t think this was a social visit. What’s going on, anyway?” She asks in her usual blunt way. “We’ll get to, just keep your panties on Maria.” Alex jokes with her. Max sees Michael come out of his bedroom and start walking over just as Maria jokes, “Panties? I’m not wearing panties.” Michael freezes a few feet away when he hears that and immediately turns around to go back to his room. Max watches him quizzically and decides to find out what his problem is. He excuses himself from Alex and Maria and follows him back to his room. He knocks once and opens the door. “Michael, what’s up?” “Huh? What?” Michael looks up from throwing his clothes into a pile in the corner of his room. “Well, don’t you wanna come out…maybe say hi?” Max is totally confused at his behavior. “Not really.” The tone of Michael’s voice tells Max that the issue isn’t open for discussion. “Ok. I’ll just come get you when we’re ready to talk. We have a lot of things we need to discuss.” Michael just nods without looking over and Max backs out of his room, shutting the door. When he turns around he bumps right into Liz and grabs her arms to keep her from falling. “Sorry.” She jumps away quickly and says, “Oh…um…no, it was my fault. I was um…looking for the bathroom.” “That door, right there.” He points to the open door next to Michael’s room. “Thanks.” She gives him a small smile before turning to go. He stuffs his hands in his pocket and heads to his bedroom to change his shirt. He’d ripped the buttons off of this one earlier and did his best to fix it, but it’s hanging by a string. Just thinking about how the shirt got ripped gets his blood boiling and he pushes the memory away as he walks through his bedroom door. Liz stands in the bathroom looking in the mirror and takes several deep breaths. She pulls some lip-gloss from her purse and applies it, studying her reflection. She feels…she doesn’t know what she’s feeling. She wants Max, she can’t have him. Is the fact that she can’t have him making her want him more? Because right now she’s having a hard time keeping herself from shaking with need for him. What she needs is for someone to have a brilliant idea about how to fix this problem. Taking one last deep breath she straightens and yanks the door open. At the same moment Max has opened the door to his room directly across the hall from her. They both freeze before hesitating and moving forward. But as they both move, they both stop…waiting for the other to go first. They stop and start a couple times before they both take a step back and share a smile. “This isn’t working.” Liz says and she leans against the doorway. “You go first.” Max continues to look at her, completely mesmerized by the flush of her cheeks and the shininess of her lips. He wants to take those two short steps over there and kiss the lip-gloss off of her. He wants to pull the rubber band out of her hair and watch it fall down around her shoulders and down her back. Liz sees the look in Max’s eyes change and her lips part involuntarily. No, no, no…don’t look at me like that. She can’t take it, she can’t even be in the same room with him. Her heart is hammering in her chest so hard she can feel the blood pounding at every pulse point in her body. In a split second, Max sees things so clearly. Fuck the bond. She wants him, he wants her. Not even thinking, he rushes across the hall and raises his hands intending to push her in the bathroom. ~~~~~~~~~~ “Where were you?” She’s sitting at the computer in their small, run-down apartment when he walks in. He didn’t come home last night…not that that’s anything new, but he could have at least called. “Don’t give me shit.” Zan says as he throws his jacket on the couch. “I don’t need it right now.” Ava sighs dramatically. “Awww. Rejected again?” She gives him a totally condescending pity look before rolling her eyes and turning back to the computer. “You’re wastin’ your time, Romeo.” “Shut the fuck up.” He kicks his boots off and falls onto the couch, staring at the ceiling. If she says one more word, he’s ready to knock that smirk off her face. It’s not even fuckin’ noon and his day is crap already. First he waited all morning for her to run by her usual path in the park. Then when she finally showed he could smell the god damn king all over her as she ran by. He picks up the remote and flips through the five channels they get before flinging the remote across the room…shattering it against the wall. “Jesus, Zan. Knock it off.” He sees red as he looks at her. She thinks she’s better than him…thinks that she’s the one in charge here. He stands up, preparing to show her how wrong she is. When she looks up, her eyes go wide and she says, “Zan…I’m sorry. I just…you know I didn’t mean it.” “I told you to shut the fuck up.” He grabs her by the throat and lifts her out of the chair. “I ain’t gonna tell you again.” He smiles in satisfaction when he sees the fear in her eyes and her face turn red, then deepen to a nice shade of purple. “Got it?” She nods quickly, seeing spots in front of her from lack of air. “Yes.” She wheezes and he drops her in a heap on the floor. “Good.” He walks to the small kitchen and yanks open the fridge, getting a can of soda out. “What’ve you been doing today?” He asks her before popping the top of the can and taking a long swig. He leans on the counter as he watches Ava crawl across the floor and pull herself back up in her chair. He gives her a couple minutes to recover. She takes a drink of water between fits of coughing…trying to get the burning in her throat to go away. Without looking at him, she says with a croak, “Nothing.” He nods and throws his empty can in the trash as he looks back over at Ava and says, “Get over here.” She looks at him warily and her shoulders sag. Getting up, though, she sees the look in his eyes and she smiles knowingly at him as she comes to a stop in front of him. She loves it when he’s demanding like this. Almost as much as she loves doing the same to him. But that’s for another day…after she kicks is ass later for choking her. “Why do you make me hurt you?” He asks softly, not really wanting an answer and he raises his hand to her neck, healing the damage he caused. Kissing her roughly, he smiles with satisfaction as she drops to her knees in front of him. As she undoes his pants and gets to work pleasuring him, he groans and closes his eyes…picturing Liz’s ass in her tight running pants as she runs down the path in the park. ~TBC~

Posted: **Tue Sep 16, 2003 1:41 pm**

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