Fan Fic and More

Posted: **Mon Oct 28, 2002 1:03 pm**

Ah !!! dreaming that you loose your teeth means you are afraid to loose something very valuable for you. It can be a person or a thing. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)">

Posted: **Mon Jan 06, 2003 5:09 pm**

Umm, Angel, do you need more Sugarbabies??????? <div style="text-align:center"><img src="http://home.mindspring.com/~galanmar/PE ... [/</div>

Posted: **Thu Jan 16, 2003 10:53 pm**

Thanks for all the great feeback guys! I'm sorry it took so long...I'm a bum...just ask Tracie. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Hope you like this next part... Part 35 “Are you sure they’ll know where we’re at?” Maria’s not too sure about this new plan to go to New York. They ditch their car and take the train into the city where they check into a seedy looking hotel. “This is our east coast meeting place. If Max gets out of there, this is the first place he’ll go.” Isabel tries to reassure Maria. “We set this up a couple of years ago.” “I just hope this works.” Michael paces the small room that’s lit by a neon light right outside the small window. “It will.” Isabel says with determination. Michael and Isabel exchange a look and everyone else is silent. After a few minutes, Kyle gets up and says, “Well, we’ll be waiting for awhile…I can’t stay in here, I have to get out.” He heads to the door and leaves, Serena right behind him. Walking angrily down the stairs and out onto the street, Kyle finally realizes that Serena has followed him. “You should go inside.” He says without turning to her. “No.” She says, simply. Stopping, he turns slowly and looks at her…the way her hand lays protectively over her stomach…and his mood softens. “I’m sorry. It’s just…” “No one seems worried about your dad. It’s all about Liz and Max.” Serena finishes for him. “They don’t mean to.” Sighing, he steps toward her. “I know. I just get irritated sometimes that me and my dad seem to always be an after-thought. Like we’re not as important as the others.” “You’re important to me…and the others. You know that.” Serena takes his hand and squeezes it. “Let’s just go for a walk, ok?” He looks at her for a moment and shakes his head. “I love you, you know that?” “Yah, I know it.” She grins at him and pulls him along after her down the street. Washington D.C. Dr. Weston waits impatiently in his office for the results of the day’s work at the chamber. Strumming his fingers on his desk, he checks to see if he has any voice mail messages and looks up suddenly when the door to his office swings in. A look of shock crosses his face briefly before he says, “Gerard! Old man, I thought…” “I know what you thought.” Gerard steps into Weston’s office and takes a seat in the chair opposite Weston’s desk. “Pick up your jaw and try not to look too disappointed.” Weston adopts a look of indifference and says, “I knew they wouldn’t get you. I was the only one who held out any hope.” Gerard holds up his hand. “Stop blowing sunshine up my ass, Weston. I don’t have the stomach for it today.” Leaning back in his chair, Weston throws his hands up and grins. “Fair enough. So where have you been? You can at least understand my curiosity to your sudden presence.” Leveling his gaze at Weston, Gerard says, “I was running a side investigation, which you don’t need to know about.” “Of course.” Weston sits back and twirls his $200 pen between his fingers, trying to read Gerard’s mood. Something isn’t right. Gerard’s planning something, he can tell by the look in his eye. Leveling his gaze at him, Weston says, “You know, Matt…if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re hiding something.” “I suppose you’d be right.” Gerard answers him back as he stands up and reaches back behind his jacket, pulling a gun out of the waistband of his pants. He levels it at Weston’s head and says, “I’m sorry doctor, but your services are no longer needed.” right before he fires off one round that rips neatly through Weston’s temple. As Weston slumps forward in his seat, Matt Gerard’s hands shake as he wipes off the gun and folds it within the doctor’s dead hand. Wiping the chair and door of any fingerprints, Gerard turns the light out and quickly leaves the office, shutting and locking the door behind him. Just as he starts down the hall, two soldiers run up to him and say, “Did you hear a noise from this direction, sir?” “Just a technician. He dropped some equipment off his cart. You can go back to your posts.” He answers them. “Yes, sir.” They answer and turn back around. It seems like it takes him forever to get to the central processing room, but in fact it took less than two minutes. When he reaches it, he doesn’t look in any of the cells, but proceeds to a terminal to bring up the cell monitors. Glancing up, he sees Liz Parker standing at the glass in front of her with wide eyes. Calmly, he shakes his head and motions with his eyes for her to move back into her cell. He’s mildly surprised when she nods her head and moves to sit on her bed. After scanning the monitors, he finally finds what he’s looking for and Liz watches as she sees him frown and put his hand up to his mouth and rub it absently. She knows he’s come to get them out, could sense it as soon as he entered the building. He must be looking for Max and the Sheriff, but why the sudden hesitation? He glances up at her briefly and she knows…something’s wrong. Liz watches as he leaves the terminal and walks in the other direction. What’s going on? What did he see? Then, like a whisper in her head, she hears, “He’s dead.” Her heartbeat speeds up and tears come to her eyes. No! Who’s dead? Not Max! Please, not Max! She stands up and sits back down, overcome with the feeling of helplessness. She looks around frantically, hoping that no alarms have gone off. She sees a couple of technicians walking down the hall slowly, talking. They’re talking about a bar they went to the night before and hoping to go back again tonight. That’s good, no one senses anything wrong yet. Gerard makes his way through the maze of corridors until he reaches his destination. Checking to make sure no one is near, he slowly opens the door and motions for the person inside to come with him. “Don’t talk, just follow me…quickly.” They both make their way quickly to a set of back stairs and up to the main level. Once there, Gerard leads them through a series of locked rooms, opened with a security card. Gerard pauses at the last door and turns to his companion, “This door leads outside. Immediately to your right, you’ll see a black SUV. The back door is open. Get inside and you’ll find clothes to change into. Stay as close to the floor as possible. I’ll be back.” Before he has a chance to say or ask anything, Gerard opens the door and shoves him out into the night. Retracing his steps, he follows the same root back downstairs. His palms are sweating and he wipes them on his pants. Adrenaline is all that’s keeping him going now and he tries to appear as calm as possible. At this time of night, there aren’t that many people wandering the halls and he hopes it stays that way. As he reaches the central processing bay again, he sees a technician on the phone, waving some papers in his hands impatiently. When the young man sees Gerard, he slams the phone down and says, “Maybe you can help me. I’m looking for Dr. Weston. He said he wanted this report by the end of the night and now I can’t find him anywhere.” “I passed Dr. Weston on his way out of the building. Looked like he was going home.” Gerard says with a shrug. “I can take those for you.” He reaches out and grabs the report from the young man’s hands. “Well, um…I guess that’s ok.” He says, unsure. “Of course it’s ok. Who exactly do you think is running things around here?” Gerard says forcefully…even a bit irritated. “Right. I’m sorry. So…if there’s nothing else…?” “No. I’ll expect to see you first thing in the morning to go over these with myself and Dr. Weston.” Gerard says as he dismisses him. As the technician walks away, Gerard tucks the report inside his jacket pocket and looks around. There’s a young woman sitting behind a desk typing on a computer. Besides her, there doesn’t seem to be anyone else around. He sits down and proceeds to turn the lights off in all the cells as he dims the outer hallway lights. As the young woman looks up questioningly, he says, “Lights out should have been hours ago.” She looks slightly embarrassed and says, “Sorry. I lost track of time working on this.” She quickly gets back to work when Gerard smiles at her. He makes an attempt to look like he’s settling in at the desk and turns to her. “Sharon, is it?” She looks up and nods at him. “Could you do something for me? I’m going to be here for awhile and was wondering if they still have that great coffee up on level 2.” At her nod, he continues, “How about you go get us a couple of cups…and see what you can scrounge up in the way of snacks.” She immediately gets up and says, “Sure. Anything in particular? I think I saw some muffins up there earlier.” “That sounds great, Sharon.” Gerard smiles at her as she makes her way around the desk and down the hallway. When he sees her disappear through a doorway at the end of the hall, he gets up quickly and walks to the door to Liz’s cell. When he opens it, he sees she’s standing right there expectantly. “Quickly. Follow me.” She does as she’s told and follows him down another long hallway and through a door leading to stairs. As they climb up silently, Liz repeats over and over in her head, “Come on, come on, come on…” When they emerge into another hallway, Gerard leads her through a series of secured, empty meeting rooms. Liz breathes a sigh of relief when the last door opens to reveal a parking lot. He quickly leads her to an SUV parked right outside the door and tells her to get in the back as he makes his way around to the driver side and gets in. When she opens the door, she cries out in relief when she sees Max huddled on the floor. “Max! Thank God you’re alright!” She jumps in and closes the door, practically throwing herself on top of him sobbing. “Oh Max…Max…” He holds her as tight as he can in the confined space as they feel the vehicle begin to move. “Wait.” Max says, lifting his head. “Jim...where’s Jim?” Liz looks up as Gerard turns his head slightly and looks at her. She breathes in sharply as she realizes…realizes what Gerard was thinking earlier. He’s dead. Jim won’t be coming with them. A sob escapes her throat as she brings her hands up to her face. “No.” She whispers. Max looks at her, realization slowly dawning on him. He looks back up to Gerard and says, “No…we have to go back. You have to get him…I can help…I can…you have to go back!” “We’re not going back. There’s nothing you can do…now quiet. We’re coming to the gate.” Gerard keeps driving as he approaches the gate and flashes his badge at the guard. Shocked, Max stares at the floor, both hands on his head. Who is this guy? Why is he getting them out? What did they do to Jim? Millions of questions are swirling around in his head when he suddenly hears Liz’s quiet sobbing from next to him. He reaches over and grabs her, engulfing her in his arms and burying his face in her hair. The car races through the streets and finally comes to a stop in a quiet residential neighborhood. They’re broken out of their revere when Gerard turns and says, “The car in front of us…take it and leave. Your friends said you would know where to go. I’m sorry about your friend, but there’s nothing anyone can do for him now…not even you.” “Why?” Liz whispers, wiping the tears from her cheeks. “Why did you do this?” And just as she asks the question, she knows the answer. She nods in understanding and after a moment of silence says, “Thank you.” Gerard looks at both of them and says, “I’m going back to destroy what research I can. I can’t promise to get it all, but if I were you, I’d lay low for a while. Leave the country…and try to stay off our radar.” “But…” Max starts to say, but Liz grabs his hand and shakes her head. “Let’s go, Max.” She opens the door and encourages him to follow her to the other car. As they get in, Liz behind the wheel, they look back once more to the man that saved them and suddenly, he turns the wheel and turns back down the street…away from them. Liz starts the engine and turns to Max. “We have to go somewhere first…there’s something we have to do. You know where we’re supposed to meet the others?” Max slowly nods his head…still not believing that Jim is dead. As Liz pulls the car out onto the street, she grabs Max’s hand and they both silently think the same thing. “How are we going to tell Kyle?” Back At The Base Gerard walks calmly back down to the work area to find Sharon already there with a tray of coffee and muffins. He sits back down and says, “Ah…thank you, Sharon.” She smiles at him and turns back to her computer. Gerard picks up a cup of coffee and looks forward to the cell that Liz Parker once occupied. It’s dark…they won’t realize she’s gone until morning. That leaves just enough time to do what he needs to. Putting the cup down, he gets to work on the computer in front of him…starting with a file named “Roswell”. Georgetown University Hospital Liz and Max sit in the parking lot looking at the large building in front of them. “I can’t do this, Liz.” He looks at her, the pain of Jim’s death stretched across all his features. Liz looks down at their intertwined hands and says, “I’m gonna need your help, Max. I can’t heal anything really serious. This was the deal…the deal our friends made to get us out. We have to do it. That girl in there in innocent…if we can do this for her, in exchange for our freedom…it’s the right thing.” Max marveled over how she could think about someone else at a time like this. Someone she doesn’t even know for that matter. They could easily leave…disappear…never to be found again. But she was keeping their end of a bargain that wasn’t even made by her. He looks up into her beautiful eyes and knows this is another reason he loves her. Her selflessness…her willingness to help others…even whey they might not deserve it. He flashes back briefly to the time they were all gathered around deciding Tess’ fate and even then, Liz couldn’t vote for Tess’ death. After everything Tess did to her. He sighs and looks down. “Alright. But let’s be quick…we need to get to New York as fast as possible.” Liz squeezes his hand before turning to get out of the car. They try to be as inconspicuous as possible as they enter the hospital and approach the front desk. A woman sitting behind it looks up as they approach and Liz says, “Hi. I was wondering if you could help us. We just arrived from out of town to visit our friend who’s here right now, and I know it’s not visiting hours, but we were hoping you could tell us where she is so we can go up and sit in the waiting room tonight until visiting hours in the morning.” The woman creases her brows and says, “There are some hotels nearby that I could recommend and you could come back in the morning.” Liz smiles sheepishly and says, “Well, we don’t have a lot of money…we were hoping to catch a nap in the waiting room until then…if that’s alright.” The woman looks them over…at how tired they look and nods her head. “Alright…what’s her name?” “Gerard.” Liz tells her as she types into the computer. “She’s in room 506. The elevators are just around the corner and there’s a cafeteria on the second floor.” She tells them. “Thank you so much.” Liz says as they head toward the elevator. When they reach the fifth floor, they follow the signs directing them toward room 506. As they round the corner, they see a nurses station with two nurses. As they approach, one of the nurses says, “Can I help you?” “Yah, we’re just looking for the waiting room.” Liz says. “Just around the corner there. Visiting hours begin at 8am.” The nurse points down the hallway. “Thanks.” Max says as they walk in that direction. On their way, they pass room 506 and see a sign next to the door, handwritten. It says, “Gerard, Jennifer” They keep walking until they come to the waiting room and sit down facing the nurses station. After what seems like hours, they finally see their opportunity when one of the nurses leaves the station and disappears down a hallway. The second nurse stands up and stretches before walking away toward the bathrooms. Max and Liz quickly get up and slip into room 506. They approach the bed holding a young woman who is sleeping with various IVs extending from her arms. Max walks around to the far side of the bed and they both lean over her, deciding on the best way to do this. Liz quietly pulls down the covers and unbuttons the top buttons of the girl’s gown…watching to make sure they’re not waking her up. As one, they both place a hand on her chest and struggle to heal the disease that’s slowly killing her. After a few minutes, they stagger back from the bed…breathing deeply from their exertions. Liz grabs the bottom of her shirt and wipes the sweat off her face as she walks around the bed to check on Max. He’s slouched against the wall, resting on the window sill and Liz touches his arm. She gives him a questioning look and he nods, pushing away from the wall. They look back at the girl who is still sleeping and make their way to the door. Liz cracks the door open and sees both nurses back at the nurse’s station. But luckily, they both have their backs turned. They slip out quietly and quickly walk down the hall, hoping to escape unseen. As they near the waiting room, they hear a voice call out, “Hey, what’re you guys looking for?” Max turns around to see one of the nurses poking her head over the counter and down the hall, looking at them. “Um…we were trying to find the way to the cafeteria. We’re kind of hungry.” Max stammers. “Well, it’s this way…down the hall and back to the elevators. Cafeteria’s on the second floor.” She tells them, apparently annoyed. “Oh.” Max and Liz turn around and walk toward her, and the elevators. “Sorry. We didn’t mean to bother you.” Liz says as they walk by. On their way out, the woman at the front desk gives them a quizzical look and Liz says, “We rethought your idea of a hotel after seeing the waiting room chairs.” with a small smile. The woman smiles back and says, “I thought you might. There’s a Holiday Inn just down the street. Their rates are pretty good.” “Thanks, we’ll try there.” Max says as they make their way outside. Max offers to drive when they get to the car and they quickly make their way out of Washington DC…toward New York. He looks over at Liz when they get on the freeway and sees her leaning against the window, asleep. He smiles and brushes her hair back from her face and drives north. ~TBC~ Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub129.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsr ... Angel13</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://66.68.132.234/silver_hand.gif" BORDER=0> at: 1/16/03 8:54:31 pm

Posted: **Thu Jan 16, 2003 11:01 pm**

<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> WELCOME BACK THat was so worth the wait, but Jim????DEAD???? <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <center><script language="javascript" src="http://members.cox.net/laurensnape/coun ... <center><a href="http://pub129.ezboard.com/fmajiklmoonsr ... ID=1.topic" target="_new">The Departure Debacle - A Roswell Fanfic contest/challenge</a></center><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Posted: **Thu Jan 16, 2003 11:09 pm**

<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> ...I'm so psyched you are back, this story so ROCKS MAN

Posted: **Thu Jan 16, 2003 11:30 pm**

<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.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... ldblue.gif ALT=":blue"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... yellow.gif ALT=":yellow"> <img src=http://www.contrabandent.com/cwm/s/otn/blobs/pinkie.gif ALT=":pinkie">

Posted: **Fri Jan 17, 2003 1:05 am**

I'm sorry Tracie...I thought about you the whole time and how hard Jim's death would be on you. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> It'll be ok...I could have killed off Kyle. <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/Grin_anim.gif ALT=":grin"> <img src=http://216.40.249.192/mysmilies/otn/love/yllove.gif ALT=":love"> <a href="http://www.roswell-orbs.com/home.html"><img src="http://www.roswell-orbs.com/images/titl ... </a>

Posted: **Fri Jan 17, 2003 10:07 am**

<blockquote>Quote:<hr> I'm sorry Tracie...I thought about you the whole time and how hard Jim's death would be on you. It'll be ok...I could have killed off Kyle.<hr></blockquote> You would so not do that to me, would you? <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> <center><script language="javascript" src="http://members.cox.net/laurensnape/coun ... <center><a href="http://pub129.ezboard.com/fmajiklmoonsr ... ID=1.topic" target="_new">The Departure Debacle - A Roswell Fanfic contest/challenge</a></center><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Posted: **Fri Jan 17, 2003 11:28 am**

Welcome back Angel! This was great stuff! worth the wait! <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.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap">

Posted: **Fri Jan 17, 2003 11:58 am**

<blockquote>Quote:<hr>You would so not do that to me, would you?<hr></blockquote> Never <a href="http://www.roswell-orbs.com/home.html"><img src="http://www.roswell-orbs.com/images/titl ... </a>

Posted: **Fri Jan 17, 2003 3:22 pm**

Oh My !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Welcome back !!!!!!!!!!!!!!........you have no idea how much we´d missed you  Great part ......I wouldn´t expect less of you <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=";)">

Posted: **Fri Jan 17, 2003 6:27 pm**

Hey, I just noticed that everyone BUT ME is a mod around here...what's up with that? You're afraid of my POWER, aren't you? Mwahahahaha... Just kiddin' sweetie! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... tongue.gif ALT=":b"> <a href="http://www.roswell-orbs.com/home.html"><img src="http://www.roswell-orbs.com/images/titl ... </a>

Posted: **Fri Jan 17, 2003 6:29 pm**

yeah, but you have a special title <center><script language="javascript" src="http://members.cox.net/laurensnape/coun ... <center><a href="http://pub129.ezboard.com/fmajiklmoonsr ... ID=1.topic" target="_new">The Departure Debacle - A Roswell Fanfic contest/challenge</a></center><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Posted: **Sat Jan 18, 2003 1:23 am**

Ah yes...Arm Fart Queen...such class...so dignified...<img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"> What can I say? I'm a classy chick. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <a href="http://www.roswell-orbs.com/home.html"><img src="http://www.roswell-orbs.com/images/titl ... </a>

Posted: **Sat Jan 18, 2003 11:01 pm**

FANTABULOUS!!! (err or something like that! LOL ) I was really really missing this story, so glad you are still writing it!! Keep it up!! WANT MORE!! <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/Grin_anim.gif ALT=":grin"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/Grin_anim.gif ALT=":grin">

Posted: **Tue Jan 21, 2003 2:29 pm**

I started this last night...this is excellent...post more soon<img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... humpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> <img src=http://www.contrabandent.com/cwm/s/otn/blobs/pinkie.gif ALT=":pinkie"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink">

Posted: **Thu Feb 06, 2003 9:31 pm**

i soooooo love this. i'm so glad you're back . . will there be more soon, i hope? but jim dead? that's just too sad . . you're not going to bring him back somehow? maybe? please? oh poor jim. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> <div style="text-align:center"> I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</div>

Posted: **Tue Mar 04, 2003 1:34 am**

Part 36 Later That Day… At their first chance, Max and Liz stop to ditch the car and catch a train headed to New York City. Sure that no one is following them, Max starts to relax for the first time in a long time. He’s tired from the healing, the driving. He’s just…tired. Catching a glimpse of himself in the train window, he grimaces at the person looking back. How long has it been? Three years, four, an entire lifetime? He should be used to this…he’s always been on the run, always been hiding from the world. It was stressful enough when it was just himself, Isabel and Michael. Then Liz, Maria, Alex, Kyle, Jim…Jim. He leans forward and drops his head in his hands at the thought of Jim, at the thought of returning and having to tell Kyle that his father is dead. He doesn’t even want to think of what they might have done to him as the memory of his strange dream returns. “You know Max, we’re never getting out of here.” Jim’s prediction reverberates in his head until he can’t hear the noise of the train wheels anymore…can’t hear the sound of Liz breathing softly next to him as she sleeps…can’t hear anything. “You know Max, we’re never getting out of here…never getting out of here…never getting out of here.” How many people are dead because of him? Lives lost pointlessly…all because they knew him and his secrets. Are the lives he saves worth it? Do they create the balance that he fought to get at Christmas time so many years ago? It doesn’t feel like it. Stirring next to him, Liz reaches her hand over and squeezes his arm without waking fully. He turns his head slightly to look at her and realizes she probably knows what he’s thinking about, even in her sleep. Wiping his face with his hands, he sits back up and grabs her hand. She’s been sleeping almost constantly since they left DC…he’s tried to wake her as little as possible. He looks at her face and once again notices how pale she is. Not sensing that there’s anything physically wrong with her besides fatigue, he smoothes her hair back behind her left ear and turns to look back out the window into the black night. New York City That same night… Eleven. That’s how many stains adorn the carpet in their shabby room. He knows because he’s been counting them, studying them for the last two hours. His inspection of the floor is interrupted by the sudden appearance of legs…impatient legs…in front of him. “You’re in my way.” Michael says. When the offending pair of legs don’t move out of his field of vision, he looks up to see Maria…with her I’m-irritated-with-Michael face. He sighs and looks quickly to the side, then back at her…scratching his eyebrow as he asks, “What’d I do now?” “Nothing. Just making sure you were still alive, seeing as how you’ve barely blinked for over an hour.” She tells him as she stomps over to the other side of the room. As he watches her walk away, he wonders how she can convey so many emotions with one sentence. Irritation, worry, anger, impatience, expectation. What did she expect him to do? They’ve been holed up in this…hole…for too long. Waiting. And hoping. Isabel and Jesse are in sleeping on the only good bed and Kyle and Serena haven’t come back yet so it’s just the two of them. Suddenly, he hears faint footsteps out in the hall. He turns his head toward the door and stands up when he hears them get closer. Maria looks over at him questioningly as he walks closer to the door and puts his hand on the knob. “What is it?” She asks before she shushes her. He looks out of the peephole and jumps back as the deadbolt turns to open on its own. He opens the door hurriedly to reveal a ragged looking Max carrying Liz in his arms. Maria jumps up with a gasp as Michael pulls them in and shuts the door. “Liz!” Maria exclaims when she sees her friend. “What happened to her?” She rushes over as Max lays her down and kneels by Liz’s side. “Hey buddy…we were beginning to wonder if that guy was just feeding us a line of bull.” Michael says as he puts his hand on Max’s back. Max looks at him blankly before collapsing in a nearby chair. “Where’s everyone else?” He asks softly as he leans his head back on the chair and closes his eyes. “Isabel and Jesse are sleeping…” Michael begins before Isabel rushes into the room. “…were sleeping.” He finishes as Isabel looks from Max to Liz. “Max…God, where have you been?” Isabel falls on her knees and grabs one of Max’s hands. “I was so worried.” Jesse walks in the room and when he sees Max and Liz says with relief, “He did it.” Holding onto Liz’s hand, Maria looks over at Max, the door, then back to Max. “Where’s Jim? And what’s wrong with Liz? Why won’t she wake up? What happened? How did he get you out? Did anyone follow you?” “Maria!” Michael says firmly. “Shut up for a second, would you?” Maria narrows her eyes at him and looks back at Liz. “Liz, wake up.” She shakes her gently and puts a hand up to her face. “She won’t wake up now.” Max says softly. “She won’t wake up anymore. I don’t know what’s wrong with her…tired…we’re tired.” “Of course you’re tired.” Isabel snaps. “Come on Max, let’s get you guys in to the bed so you can get some rest. You need some rest. Then you’ll feel better.” She stands up and starts to pull on Max’s hand. “Jesse, come help. Michael, get Liz and bring her in, would you?” Maria stands up and Michael scoops Liz up in his arms and looks toward the door again. “But, where’s Jim?” She looks over at Max’s shadowed face. “Max?” Max look at her blankly and says, “Jim’s dead.” No one moves as they all look at Max. Silent moments pass before Michael moves to take Liz in to the bed. Maria sits down and stares at the door, her mouth open in shock. Jesse freezes as Isabel covers her mouth with her hand…eyes wide and quickly filling with tears. “Are you sure, Max?” Max looks at her without saying anything…the answer is in his eyes. “Where’s Kyle?” He asks. “He…he left. A while ago. Serena went after him. They’ve been gone for hours.” Isabel says quietly. “Wake me up when they get back. I want to be the one to tell him.” Max says before turning to follow Michael and Liz. Down the street at an all night coffee shop, Kyle and Serena sit in a booth nibbling on a piece of pumpkin pie and sipping coffee. “So what do you think we’ll do now?” Serena asks as she plays with the whipped cream on top of the pie. “I don’t know. Leave the country, probably.” Kyle says. “I wonder if we’ll split up again. I guess we have to wait and see what Liz says.” He shrugs as he drains the last of his coffee. “I hope they’re ok. Maybe we should head back and see if there’s been any word.” Serena says. “Are you ready to go back?” Kyle sighs and says, “I guess we should. They’re probably wondering where we are.” He fishes out some money from his wallet and stands up, grabbing Serena’s hand and walking out into the early morning dawn. They slowly make their way back to the apartment hand in hand as the sun rises. They climb the stairs in their building and walk down the hall. Kyle opens the door and sees Michael, Maria, Isabel and Jesse sitting together around the table talking quietly. They look up when he and Serena enter and he sees that Maria’s been crying before she turns her head quickly and wipes her face. “Hey guys, what’s going on? Did you hear something?” He asks, scanning the room when everyone suddenly looks away from him. “Are they back?” Serena asks as she walk toward the bedroom. She looks in to see Max and Liz sleeping on the bed and turns as Michael stands up and walks past her into the room. She looks over at Kyle smiling and says, “They’re back.” Kyle breathes a sigh of relief as he runs a hand through his hair. “Finally.” He hears murmuring from the bedroom, then sees Michael walk back out with a sleepy Max behind him standing in the doorway. “Where’s my dad?” Kyle asks Max as he looks around the small apartment. Washington DC Matt Gerard is sitting alone in his dining room at home drinking a beer when the phone rings. He stares at it for a moment before it registers in his brain that he should answer it. He can see the sun coming up through the window as he reaches over and picks the handset up. “Hello.” “Mr. Gerard? This is Dr. Fogel. Did I wake you?” The voice on the other end says. “No. What can I do for you Jack?” “Well,” the doctor says breathlessly, “I don’t exactly know how to tell you this, but Jennifer is awake…and from all outward appearance seems to be doing very well. I’d like you and your wife to come down to the hospital. Something incredible has happened here, and well…I…I just think you should get down here.” Gerard doesn’t say anything as he closes his eyes. When he opens them again, he looks out the dining room window and sees the sun peeking over the house on the other side of the street. “Matt? Did you hear me?” Dr. Fogel asks. Shaking his head, Gerard says, “Yes, I heard. We’ll be there shortly.” before hanging up the phone. He sits back down at the dining table and stares out the window. They did it. They really did it. His baby girl is going to be ok. Overcome with emotion, he lays his head down on the table in his hands and weeps. New York City Serena doesn’t know what to say. She’s sitting at the table with four drawn faces looking at her. Kyle’s dad…Kyle…how could this happen? Why? After everything…everything they’d been through. This was too much. They all sat in silence for what seemed like forever before she quietly slid her chair back and stood up, walking back to the bedroom. She shuts the door quietly and lays down on the bed next to Liz, looking at her pale, sleeping face. “What happened in there, Liz?” she whispers to her sleeping friend. She lays there for awhile, stoking Liz’s hand and staring at the ceiling when she hears the front door slam open. Getting up quickly she rushes out into the front room to see Kyle angrily stalking the room and throwing their things on a chair. “Kyle…” she walks toward him, tears filling her eyes. “Get your things, we’re leaving.” He says angrily. She stares dumbfounded at him as he continues throwing things while everyone stares at him. She looks hopelessly at the group then back to Kyle. “Kyle, wait…just…let’s just sit down for a minute and…” “No!” He shouts as he stops and looks at her. “If you’re not coming, then get out of my way.” Her face falls as she looks back toward Maria. “Kyle.” Maria says as she steps toward him. “I’m so sorry.” Just then, Max walks through the door slowly and everyone but Kyle looks at him. An angry red mark is slowly appearing around his left eye as he shuts the door. Turning to Kyle, he says, “Where are you going to go, Kyle? Think about this for a minute.” Kyle whirls around to face Max and spits out, “You…stay away from me.” Turning back to his packing, he says, “Evans, you’ve been nothing but poison to me and my family since the day you came into our lives. You stay away from me.” He whips back to Max and says, “You stay away from me.” as he points his finger at Max. “Kyle…” Everyone turns to see Liz standing in the doorway of the bedroom. Kyle takes in Liz’s appearance for a moment and says, “Don’t, Liz. Look at you…he’s killing you, too. Don’t you see?” “Kyle, no. I know that you’re upset, but please don’t make any decisions like this now. It’s not Max’s fault…it’s…” Liz says before Kyle interrupts her with a harsh laugh. “Look at you! Still defending him…after everything he’s put you through. All these years…and now my dad is dead because of him and you’re standing there defending him. Just save it, Liz.” He throws on his backpack and grabs a bag from the bed. Turning to Serena, he says, “I’m leaving. You can come with me or you can stay here and be the next victim.” Serena looks at Liz, tears streaming down her face, then back to Kyle. “Please, Kyle, please don’t do this. Don’t make me do this.” When he doesn’t say anything, she looks at the floor and nods her head. “Alright. I’ll go with you.” She looks over at Liz once more as they head toward the door. “Kyle…I’m sorry…please don’t…” Max says to his back. “Fuck you, Evans.” Kyle says as he stalks out the door with Serena. She looks back as Kyle drags her out into the hall and out of their lives. ~TBC~ <div style="text-align:center">If you reach out for more, you'll find nothing but sorrow. 'Cause knowledge is hollow. And pride is hard to swallow. So come and sit on my box, enjoy the view of this water, where my lifeboat is sinking.</div><a href="http://www.roswell-orbs.com/home.html"><img src="http://www.roswell-orbs.com/images/titl ... </a>

Posted: **Tue Mar 04, 2003 10:38 am**

Listen here missy, you better come back QUICKLY this time! I mean Jim can't really be dead, can he? Oh Angel...this fiction is wonderful! <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <div style="text-align:center">One must talk. That's how it is. One must.</div><div style="text-align:center">Marguerite Duras, French novelist</div> <div style="text-align:center">******************</div> <div style="text-align:center">Approach tough issues in a spirit of open-ended inquiry: What don't I know about the situation? What's really going on here? Be willing to change your mind.</div> <div style="text-align:center">Oprah.com</div>

Posted: **Tue Mar 04, 2003 2:22 pm**

angel . . this part is so excellent!!!! <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> wouldn't know that you're having ANY problems with inspirations . . oh well, except for the long gap between updates that is. <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> please come back again soon!!!!! <div style="text-align:center"> I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</div>

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