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Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Tue Jun 04, 2002 10:19 am

This is so good. I love this story. It's so very exciting

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Tue Jun 04, 2002 10:27 am

I'm feeling better now. Would you...Could you please tell me what Maria and Michael said to each other. pretty please with sugar on top.

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Tue Jun 04, 2002 10:46 am

Wonderful story...please update it soon!

Post by **splatty** » Tue Jun 04, 2002 3:53 pm

oh the angst. i'm so bawling right now. more soon, please. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)">

Post by **Angel13** » Wed Jun 05, 2002 10:05 am

Stick with me here...it's sad and depressing right now, but things will get better eventually. Part 16~ When Max wakes up, he immediately becomes aware that he’s outside and lying in the dead brush on the side of the motel. Standing up and brushing the sand off of him, he rubs his face wearily before running his hands through his hair and he walks back around to the front of the motel and heads toward his room. He looks at his watch and cringes when he sees it’s already 9am. Before he reaches his room, he realizes that one of the cars is missing and stops at Michael’s door to knock on it. Michael immediately opens it and takes in Max’s appearance. “You know, we paid good money to stay at this palace…you could at least sleep here.” “Shut up, Michael. Why is a car gone?” Max doesn’t have patience for Michael’s sarcasm right now. Michael looks past Max’s shoulder and scratches his eyebrow. “Liz asked Jim to take her into town…Kyle went with them.” “Shit. Is Jesse still here?” Max turns around in frustration. “Yah, I’m pretty sure he’s up…waiting for you.” Max takes a calming breath and sees Maria in the room behind Michael, packing her bag. He looks up at Michael, who raises his eyebrows at him before turning back in the room and shutting the door in Max’s face. Max goes to his room and showers quickly before getting dressed and grabbing his phone. He leaves his room and goes to get Jesse. “Are you ready?” Max asks him when the door opens. “Yah…let’s go.” Jesse says as he turns to tell Isabel goodbye and walks toward one of the cars. On the way into Roswell, Max dials Jim’s cell phone and waits for him to answer. “Max?” Jim answers after the second ring. “Where are you?” Max asks him. “Well, right now we’re parked in the alley behind the Crashdown. Liz climbed up to her room to get a few things…her parents are down in the café, she doesn’t want them to see her.” “What’s going on, Jim? Why did you leave without me?” “Max…we’re going back to the motel after this and they’re taking this car and leaving…Maria’s going with them. Liz wanted to get an early start…she said she didn’t want to wait for you. I’m sorry.” Jim explains before Max hears a car door open and Liz say, “Ok, let’s go.” “I gotta go, Max. We’re heading back.” And he clicks the call off before Max has a chance to say anything. “Damn it!” Max yells as he throws the phone down on the seat. “What’s going on?” Jesse asks as he pulls in behind his and Isabel’s apartment. “Liz is leaving…with Kyle and Maria.” Max tells him. “Hurry up, we need to get back.” As Jesse runs in his apartment, Max leans his head back on the seat and closes his eyes. She’s really leaving…she’s leaving without him. Why didn’t he talk to her yesterday in the car? Why didn’t he reassure her and tell her that everything would be ok as long as they were together? Why did he lash out at her last night? He doesn’t have long to ponder the whys and what ifs before Jesse is getting back in the car, throwing a bag in the backseat. They go to Michael’s apartment next and Max runs in to get the box that has all their alien things in it and a few personal things of his and Michaels. Taking one last look around, he shuts and locks the door before running back to the car. “Ok, let’s go.” Max says as he jumps in the car. As they get closer to the motel, Max sees Michael, Isabel and Jim standing out front. They park and Max immediately gets out of the car. “Where are they? Where’s Liz?” Michael walks into his room as Jim says, “They’re gone.” and he nods his head down the highway. Max turns his head and sees a car in the distance, driving away from them…the Camry. He watches as it disappears and turns to Jim. “Where are they going?” He shakes his head sadly and says, “I don’t know…they didn’t tell me. I gave them instructions on how to contact me, though.” He walks away and into his room, shutting the door behind him. She left…without saying goodbye. He’s stunned with the realization and can’t move from where he stands as he looks back in the direction the Camry went. He could get in a car and chase them down…but then what? What could he possibly say to get her to change her mind? What could he possibly say to make up all the awful things he said to her in a few short minutes? He turns his head and realizes that Isabel has walked over to stand next to him. She has tears in her eyes and she hands him an envelope. “She wanted me to give this to you.” She hands it to him and looks at him a moment before letting Jesse lead her back in their room. He stares at the blank envelope for a minute before turning it over and fishing the folded piece of paper out. Unfolding it slowly, he begins to read…  Max, I know you’re upset, but I also know that deep down you have to understand that this is the only way. I took the opportunity to leave without seeing you because I knew that if I saw you, I wouldn’t be able to go. I would let you talk me into staying with you. You were right last night about one thing. All we manage to do is hurt each other…and I know that at some point we must have moved past that…but I don’t remember. When I look in your eyes, all I can see is the pain you feel because of me. I don’t know how to make us work and I don’t know how to move past every thing we’ve done to each other. But I can tell you that you were also wrong last night. I do love you…so much it hurts. And it hurts even more to leave you. Please don’t hate me for doing this, but I had to. Tell Michael that I’m sorry for taking Maria away from him. I begged her to stay with him but she insisted on coming with me. She’s worried about me, but hopefully, someday soon, I can talk her into joining you. Please don’t come after me. It’ll only make it harder, for both of us. As much as I want to be the person you love and asked to marry you, I’m not her. Not now. Please take care of yourself and stay safe. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you. I love you with all my heart, and one day maybe the fates will work to bring us together again. But until then, I have to figure out who I am, look for myself through all the chaos that my life has become, and how to be happy again with what I find. Be safe, Max. Love, Liz Max can barely read the end through his tears as he stands in front of the motel, letting the desert sun and wind beat down on him. As he rereads her words, he wonders how things could possibly get worse than they are right at that moment. His emotions have been all over the board for a week. First excited and anxious to find Liz, then complete happiness when he found her which was followed immediately by sadness and fear that she couldn’t remember anything. Intense joy followed when she regained her memory right before the all familiar regret and guilt kicked in. And now…he stands in the middle of the desert broken and completely devastated. It’s all his fault, he didn’t say enough…he didn’t do enough. But that was always his problem with Liz, wasn’t it. He never did deserve her love…and when she accepted him back into her life when they got back from Vermont, he vowed to spend every day making sure she didn’t regret that decision. That was the turning point, that was when the proverbial light bulb went on in his head. From that moment on, Liz was his entire life. But she doesn’t remember that. She doesn’t remember anything beyond him trying to kill her in Vermont…right after almost killing her in the desert. And they’ll never get those precious months back, the precarious time when he was finally able to show Liz how important she is to him. She’s gone…she left him…and he didn’t get a chance to say goodbye. He didn’t get to heal her scars. He didn’t get to feel her lips against his one last time, or feel her breath on his face. He doesn’t notice that Jim has come back outside with a bag. He’s still staring down the highway where his love disappeared from his life. Suddenly he feels himself being grabbed and turned around. “Max! Are you listening?” Jim says, raising his voice…trying to snap Max out of whatever daze he’s in. Max looks at Jim, realizing that he has no idea what he’s been saying. “What?” “I’m going back to Roswell, you need to take me to the airport to get my truck.” Jim tells him again. “And we need to talk…things are different now.” Nodding absently, Max thinks that things are definitely different now. “Right…ok.” He continues to stand there, not really knowing what he should be doing. “I should…tell someone…I’m gonna tell Isabel that we’re going.” He turns and walks over to Isabel’s door, knocking lightly as his hand drops back to his side. When she steps out, he tells her that he’ll be back later and to call him if they need anything. In a daze, he walks over to the Taurus and gets in the passenger seat. Once they’re on the road, Max looks down and notices that he’s still gripping Liz’s letter in his hand and he looks at Jim in embarrassment as he stuffs the letter in his back pocket. “She’ll be fine, Max. Kyle will take care of them.” Jim tells him as they get closer to the airport. Max stares out the passenger side window. If Jim only knew how  little that comforted him. Kyle…Kyle would always be everything that he wanted to be. Kyle had the life that Max yearned for. A normal life…with Liz. It wasn’t normal anymore, though…thanks to him. Kyle couldn’t even live the life Max envied for so many years…not anymore…Max took that away from him. “Max…” Jim’s voice brings Max back to the present. “We need to agree on what I’m going to tell Hanson. Liz and Maria didn’t see their parents, and I’m wondering if it would be better for us to stick with the story that we only got Kyle back…and that he and Maria left to travel for a while. Amy’s gonna wring my neck.” “I think that would be best. I’m sorry you have to clean up the mess, Jim…I really appreciate it.” Max says as he watches Jim pull into the airport parking lot. “We’ll be leaving late tonight…I’ll contact you from Veracruz when we get there.” As Jim brings the car to a stop next to his truck, he turns to Max. “I guess I don’t have to tell you to be careful.” “No, you don’t.” Max says as he opens the door and gets out. He watches Jim throw his bag into the back of his truck and turn back to Max. “Well, I guess this is it. Seems to me we’ve done this before.” Jim smirks at Max. Nodding at Jim, Max says, “Yah…so how about we don’t say goodbye this time…just ‘see you later’. You’ll contact me if you start…you know.” Max wiggles his fingers at Jim, talking about alien powers. “You can bet on it.” Jim says before becoming serious. “Thank you, Max…for saving me. I don’t think I ever got a chance to tell you that. I’ll do everything I can to keep everyone off your trail…you just make sure you stay out of sight. I don’t wanna pick up the paper and read about a string of miraculous healings in Mexico.” “I’ll try to keep my hands to myself.” Max says, jokingly. “Right. Well, you better get going.” Jim pulls Max into a hug before pulling away and turning toward his truck. Max watches as he pulls out of the parking space and drives toward the lot exit. When his truck leaves sight, Max gets into the car and heads back to the motel. When he gets back, he sees that his parents are there and he makes his way to Isabel’s room. Isabel opens the door and gives him a sympathetic look as she lets him in. Max spends the next two hours explaining their plan to his parents. He tries to answer all their questions as much as he can…but refuses to tell them where they’re going and tells them to contact Jim if they need to get in touch with them. When they leave, Isabel is crying and holding onto Jesse as their car disappears toward Roswell. Max tells them to get ready because they’re leaving that night and he walks over to knock on Michael’s door. It takes a few minutes before he answers and he walks back in the room, leaving the door open for Max. Max shuts it behind him and watches as Michael falls back onto the bed…where he’s apparently been lying since Maria left that morning. “I wanted to go with them.” Michael says abruptly, his arm thrown over his eyes. “And I was going to…Liz wouldn’t let me, though…said I had to stay with you.” Max thinks about this latest information and looks at the floor. He’s not surprised. “I’m sorry, Michael.” “So what…I’m stuck with you for the rest of my life now?” “No…you can do what you want. I told you before, I’m not your boss…I’m not gonna start acting like it now.” Max says…still looking at the floor as he leans against the wall. “If you want to leave, I won’t stop you.” Max watches as Michael lies on the bed in silence and he says, “We’re leaving tonight…if you’re coming.” and he turns to walk out the door. He knows Michael…knows he’ll leave by himself. In a few short hours, everything has fallen apart…all of his plans…his entire life. And right now, he just doesn’t care anymore.  South of Albuquerque The buildings of downtown Albuquerque come into view as Kyle slowly makes his way along with the traffic heading in. “I think there was an accident.” He says as he cranes his neck to get a view of the highway ahead of them. “I see an ambulance.” He doesn’t get a response from Liz or Maria…not that he’s expecting one. They’ve both been silent for most of their drive so far. “So…have we decided on a place yet?” Liz stirs in the seat next to him and says, “Let’s just get to the airport and see what we can find.” They had narrowed down their choices earlier to somewhere in Europe. Paris, London or Rome were at the top of the list. Someplace crowded where they could blend in easily. They finally make their way to the airport and Kyle parks the Camry in long-term parking…knowing they’ll never be back for it. Liz quickly changes the color and the plates before they grab their bags and catch the shuttle to the terminal. Once inside, Liz leads them over to the ticket counter and after talking to the agent for several minutes they decide to get the next flight to New York and catch a connecting flight there to London. Liz purchases their tickets with the money that Isabel made for them back at the hotel and they make their way to a secluded are of the terminal. Fishing the three passports out of her bag, Liz opens each one and changes the pictures to look like them. She knows that Isabel got them out of Max’s room, but she doesn’t know how he got them. After changing the names and birth date information, she hands Kyle and Maria theirs before they walk down the terminal to their gate. As they’re waiting for their flight to board, Liz stands at the window and looks out over the New Mexico landscape. She wonders if Max has left for Mexico yet and debates for the hundredth time today whether she made the right decision. She feels her gut twist with confliction and thinks to herself that it’s not too late…they could still leave and meet the others in Veracruz. Thoughts of going back to the ticket counter to change their tickets are interrupted by Kyle’s hand on her arm. “That’s us, Liz.” He says just as another announcement is made, announcing their flight being boarded. She shakes her head of her earlier thoughts and says, “Right…let’s go.” As they walk toward the gate door, Liz thinks that this is the right decision. What was she thinking? She made this decision and it’s definitely the right one. Maria steps in next to her and grabs onto her arm as they walk. Liz winces as she sees the look on Maria’s face. She’s so sad…she left Michael behind for her. She feels so guilty for dragging Kyle and Maria along with her when she’s not even sure about her decision to break off with the others. Watching the door to the jetway get closer and closer, Liz vows to start a new life as soon as they pass through it. She’ll no longer be a girl from Roswell, New Mexico. She can be anyone she wants to be...do anything she wants to do. They hand their boarding passes to the agent and Liz grabs Maria and Kyle’s hands. “Are you ready? Are you ready to start over?” They look at her tentative smile and back to the door. “Ready.” They both say at the same time and the three friends move forward and walk toward their futures. ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Wed Jun 05, 2002 10:20 am

So very excellent! I am glad Liz finally made a decision to start over...only cause I bleieve the fates will bring her back to Max. All things start and end with her and Max.... I give this story 5 <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... humpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> Angel, YOU ROCK! <center>*************<center>Roswell on Sci-Fi in 2003.<center>Got it?<CENTER>Get it?<CENTER>Good!<center><center>I think my muse is broke.<center><a href="http://blancadelic.com/quizzes/rosguyquiz.htm" target="new"><img src="http://blancadelic.com/quizzes/Max.jpg" border=0></a> <a href="http://blancadelic.com/quizzes/rosguyquiz.htm" target="new">Find your Roswell match </a> at <a href="http://blancadelic.com" target="new">Blancadelic.com</a>

Post by **majiklmoon** » Wed Jun 05, 2002 10:34 am

I am not sensing a happily ever after here...<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"> how can i cope with that? awesome part angel...you are too cool. Can you just see us all at ORBSfest this summer sitting at the beach with laptops writing the next installment of our stories <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <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>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Jun 05, 2002 12:51 pm

<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> Oh Max! He's right they've all pulled apart. Hmmmmmmmmm So Liz,Maria and Kyle are coming over to my side of the pond <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> Great as always  Angel <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... humpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> <center>******************************</center><center>THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r>ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</center><center>ZAN IS DA MAN<center>Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</center><center>If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</center>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Jun 05, 2002 12:56 pm

Angel...you didn't even let me see Michael and Maria say goodbye.. That's cruel and unusual punishment. I'm begging ya, cut a girl some slack and feed her a tidbit of mindcandy. But bonus points for telling me that Michael was going to come with Maria. That made my spinsterly little heart thump. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)">

Post by **Angel13** » Thu Jun 06, 2002 11:02 am

This part is dedicated to  ironysucs...just because she asked. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Ok, not THIS particular part...but part 17 in general. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> Part 17b will be up later today. Part 17a~ * italics indicate flashbacks  Three years later… The sun slowly sets on King Street just outside Hyde Park in Sydney, Australia as the cars, bikes and mopeds slowly make their way to their destinations under a red and orange sky. It’s October and the days are starting to become warmer with the onset of Spring. Sitting in front of a popular Internet Café, Max watches people walk by on the sidewalk in front of him as he waits for Michael, who is inside checking for email from Maria. They’ve been in Sydney for just over six months and have been trying to decide where to go to next. Before Sydney, they were in Buenos Aires and before that they were in Hong Kong. Max can’t believe it’s been three years…three years since their lives changed so drastically. He was extremely depressed when he left with Isabel and Jesse for Veracruz, but was pleasantly surprised to find Michael there a few days later. Michael had left the motel in Midway before them, intending to go on his own, but in the end he decided that he couldn’t leave Max and Isabel on their own. They were his family and although he tried to deny it, he couldn’t be away from them for very long.  Once they reach Veracruz, the three of them rent two rooms a block from the beach. After three days of roaming the city, Max takes what is quickly becoming his regular evening stroll along the beach. He wishes Liz could see it, it’s beautiful. The bright blue waves crashing in on the pristine white beaches…the roar of the water is soothing to him. His thoughts are constantly filled with Liz. Where is she at? What’s she doing? Is she ok? He takes off his shoes and wades in the surf, watching the waves crash in toward the shore. There are so many things he did wrong when they got Liz back. Hell, there are so many things he did wrong even before that. But his memory is fresh of recent events…of getting her away from the FBI. So many things he said and didn’t say. He was just so scared for her…for them…and he was overwhelmed with the responsibility of making sure everyone was safe. He just can’t believe what an idiot he is…what an utter and complete idiot he is. He was so busy feeling sorry for himself, as usual, that he didn’t think about what Liz was going through. Maybe he should have tried to heal her again…tried to help her regain the rest of her memories. If he really digs deep, he knows that they never got past the incidents surrounding Alex’s death and how he treated her. He was confused at how easily she forgave him, but it became clear when she got her memory back that she never really did. He can’t stop thinking about her and he hopes that wherever she is, whatever she’s doing, that she’s happy. He knows that he could make her happy…if she’d give him another chance. But his chances were used up a long time ago and he can’t even hope that he’ll ever get another one. He doesn’t want to be responsible for anyone except himself and Liz. He doesn’t want to be in charge…or the one everyone looks to for answers. He’s not a king. He’s startled out of his revere by a voice behind him. “You know…you’re a real asshole.” Max whips his head around to see Michael standing a few feet behind him…smirking. He didn’t even hear him walk up. “Michael! What…what are you doing here?” “Yah. Good to see you too, man.” Michael smiles at him. Max walks closer to him and doesn’t answer his sarcastic response. Instead, he just looks at him. Michael takes in Max’s appearance…the dark circles around his eyes…the stubble on his face…his disheveled hair. “So…a week without me and you go to shit. I had to come and whip your ass into shape.” Max quirks up the corner of his mouth and walks closer to Michael to pull him into a hug. “I’m glad you’re here.” The four of them traveled from city to city for the first year…barely able to remember where they were. Their stays had been getting longer lately, and they found it harder to leave the places they’d become familiar with. About a year ago, Michael received a message from Valenti telling him that Maria wanted to make contact with him and he got her email address. Ever since, they’ve been emailing each other regularly…never saying anything about where they are. She provided little information about Liz and Kyle…only that Liz had been trying to talk Maria into joining Michael. Michael never told Max much about her emails…only when she mentioned something that wasn’t personal…which wasn’t often. After getting an email from Maria, Michael usually fell into a depressed funk for a couple of days…not talking to anyone. Max knew he wanted to be with her and he told him several times to just go to her…or ask her to join him. But after Michael yelled at Max that it wasn’t any of his business, Max dropped it. As he finishes his bottle of water, Max watches as Michael exits the café and sits at the table next to him. Max takes another look around…he’s had a weird feeling of being watched lately…but after scanning the crowd in and outside of the café, he decides it’s just his imagination. They sit in silence for a few minutes, watching the traffic on the street in front of them until Michael says, “When are we leaving?” Max looks over at Michael and shrugs his shoulders. “Whenever you guys are ready to go.” There’s been no indication that anyone knows where they’re at but they still don’t like spending more than six months in one place, and they’ve been in Sydney for over six months. “Let’s go back and talk to Isabel and Jesse.” Michael says as he stands from the table and turns to walk back to their apartment. They walk the five blocks back to their apartment and Max finally asks, “How’s Maria?” “Good.” Is all Michael offers…not that Max expected much more from him. It’s ok, though. As long as Michael is still able to communicate with Maria, that means they’re safe and Max always breathes a sigh of relief when Michael tells him that he heard from her. During dinner, Isabel says, “I don’t want to leave yet. We’ve been ok for three years now…can’t we stay somewhere a little longer this time?” “We could always move…maybe to a place over off Harris Street.” Jesse offers…he knows that Isabel likes it here and they’ve talked about staying even if Max and Michael decide to leave. Michael looks over to Max to see him shrugging his shoulders. “I don’t see a problem with it.” Max says. “Whatever you guys decide.” Michael breathes an internal sigh of relief…right after dismissing his brief anger at Max’s ever-present complacence…as everyone looks at him for his opinion. “Sure. I don’t care.” Max looks over to Jesse and says, “I think moving is a good idea, though. Why don’t you guys go scout out places tomorrow?” Isabel beams at her brother and practically bounces in her seat. “Great! We’ll start first thing!” Max smiles indulgently back at her and says, “I’m going for a walk.” And he gets up from the table, grabbing a jacket on his way out the door. Once the door is shut, Isabel looks at Michael worriedly. “He’s acting strange. He doesn’t…” “No.” Michael says abruptly. “He’s just in one of his moods.” Isabel nods, relieved, and says, “So what did Liz say in her email? Did you get one?” Michael looks at Jesse, then Isabel. “Yah…she said they haven’t had any activity…no one’s followed them that they know of since they left the states three years ago. They’re pretty vigilant about it…more than we are.” He frowns, wishing Max would be more careful about going out in public and keeping an eye out around them. But he always brushes Michael off and says, “I may be running from the FBI, but I’m not spending the rest of my life living like a fugitive underground.” “Good.” Isabel says. “So…” “Two weeks. She wants to do some more reconnaissance before they move.” Michael interrupts her…knowing what she’s going to ask. “I’m glad he decided we could stay.” Jesse says as he clears their plates from the table. Isabel buries her face in her hands and says, “Oh God…he’s gonna to kill us when he finds out they’ve been in Sydney for three months.” ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ... >Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/uangel13.showP ... Angel13</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://66.68.132.234/silver_hand.gif" BORDER=0> at: 6/6/02 10:09:40 am

Post by **majiklmoon** » Thu Jun 06, 2002 11:07 am

Angel, honey, you know I lubs ya...but you are EVIL EVIL EVIL to leave it like that <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>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Jun 06, 2002 11:33 am

<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> I am sitting here with the goofiest grin on my face....and anxiously awaiting for the rest of this part to drop! Thanks, Angel, you're better to me than I deserve. <img src=http://www.contrabandent.com/cwm/s/otn/blobs/pinkie.gif ALT=":pinkie"> . <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap">

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Jun 06, 2002 12:24 pm

Excellent Part....Max is going to freak when he finds out

Post by **Angel13** » Thu Jun 06, 2002 3:07 pm

Part 17b~  Royal Botanic Garden An hour later, Max finds a bench that overlooks the Harbor and sits down to look at the ships. There are quite a few people out tonight because the weather is mild. He passed several couples walking hand in hand on his way through the gardens and it made his heart ache. It’s been bad for the last several weeks…he’s felt like he can sometimes feel his connection with Liz stirring but he knows it’s only because he still misses her with his entire being. He always thinks he sees her in the crowds, but it’s never her. Too much time on his hands makes his imagination work overtime. He lies down on the bench and looks up at the stars as he pulls the old, torn letter out of his jacket pocket. He’s carried it around with him ever since he read it outside of the motel in Midway. It’s worn and stained with his dried tears but he still pours over every word…every familiar stroke she made with the pen. He has it memorized, down to the last dotted i. Looking at it makes him feel closer to her and when he’s finished reading it, he carefully folds it and holds it against his chest as he looks back up at the stars. She said that maybe the fates would work to bring them together again, but he has little hope of that ever happening. She’s probably moved on by now…maybe even started dating…or maybe her and Kyle…he hates to even think of that. But Kyle’s a decent guy and he knows her secret…it would make sense. And they’ve spent the last three years together…he can’t help but think that their old feelings for each other would rekindle. Kyle could be good for her…he’d treat her the way she deserves to be treated. Who the hell is he kidding? The though of her with  anyone else…especially Kyle…makes his gut burn in bitter jealousy. But he just wants her to be happy…with whoever she chooses to be with. Even if it makes him sick to think about it. In a way, he’s glad that Michael doesn’t tell him anything about Liz and what she’s doing. He’s not sure he could handle it if he heard she’d found someone else. After the moon rises high in the sky, he stands up and turns to head back to the apartment. Maybe he’ll stop at the coffee shop before going home. He walks back through the gardens, rarely bringing his gaze up from the ground at his feet. He doesn’t want to see people in love. He doesn’t want to see them cuddling under the trees, or stealing kisses as they walk. Halfway through the park, he gets the feeling of being watched again. Apprehensive, he stops and slowly looks around him…looking for anything out of the ordinary. He comes here almost every night and tonight is no different…everything looks as it should. Slowly, he starts walking again but he remains alert to everything around him. He starts to get nervous when he can’t shake the feeling that he’s being watched. He increases his pace until he hears footsteps and stumbling behind him. Whipping his head around, he narrows his eyes in the darkness and sees a figure just running behind a tree. He stays still as his gaze darts to the areas around him. There’s no further movement and he looks back at the tree he saw someone ducking behind. Maybe it was just kids. He decides to wait, though, and make sure so he doesn’t move an inch as he stares at the tree waiting for whoever it was behind it to step out. After a few minutes and no sign of anyone coming out, he walks carefully over to it and steps to the side. He makes his way around the entire tree and looks around him. There’s no one there. And there’s no sign of anyone else in that area. He shakes his head and decides…hopes…that it must have been kids playing. Taking one last look around, he quickly makes his way out of the park and straight home. When he walks into the apartment, he sees Isabel and Jesse sitting on the couch watching TV and Michael through the glass door, reading a book on the balcony. “I think we’re being watched…or I am, at least.” He announces as soon as the door is shut. Isabel and Jesse look up at Max in question as well as Michael, who walks into the living room. “Someone was watching me…following me. I’m not sure, but I saw something in the park.” Max says as he sits down at the kitchen table. “I think it’s been going on for a few weeks. I’ve felt like I’ve been watched…it’s just a weird feeling.” Michael walks over to the table and sits down next to Max. “Did you see who it was?” “No. It was dark.” Max runs his hand through his hair. “Maybe we’ve stayed here too long.” Isabel looks quickly over at Michael then to Jesse. No one says anything and Max says, “I’m pretty sure I didn’t imagine it…someone was following me.” He doesn’t understand why they’re not as panicked as he is right now. With the way Michael harasses him about being careful, he’d think he’d be pacing the room in agitation right now. At Isabel’s glare, Michael clears his throat and says, “Um…I’m going out. I’ll be back in thirty minutes. Don’t do anything until I get back.” He walks to the door and quickly leaves a very confused Max behind him. Max looks over to Isabel and Jesse and notices that they won’t look at him. “What’s that all about?” Isabel shrugs and looks at Jesse. “Um…I’m not sure.” And she hesitantly and slowly makes her way to the bedroom…unsure of what to do. Jesse takes one last helpless look at Max and follows Isabel. When Max finds himself alone in the room, he throws his hands up in the air in exasperation. What’s wrong with everyone? Is he over reacting? Michael’s been on his ass for three years about being to blasé about being followed and where he goes…and now he acts like it’s no big deal that Max found someone watching him. Confused, he walks out onto the balcony and sits down in the chair that Michael was sitting in. He looks out over the street below and watches the cars drive by. Outside, Michael makes his way down the street to a phone booth a block and a half away. He pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket and dials the number he wrote on it. After the first ring, someone picks up. “Hello?” “He saw you.” Michael says abruptly. “What?! Who? Where?” “I don’t know…he saw someone following him tonight and I’m guessing it was you guys.” “Shit!” “Yah…” Michael starts but hears voices in the background. After a few muffled moments, Michael hears the voice in the phone again. “Ok…I think you’re right. What should we do?” “I don’t know. Maybe step up the schedule. He’s going to think something’s wrong if I don’t get too upset about this.” Michael says as he runs his hand through his hair. More voices on the other end, then Kyle gets back on. “Ok…can you stall him until tomorrow? Meet us at 3 at the place we talked about before.” “Ok. See you then.” Michael says right before the line goes dead. Swearing as he slams the phone down, Michael wonders how the hell he’s gonna calm Max down and stall him until tomorrow as he walks back toward the apartment. When he walks in, Max rushes back into the living room. “Where did you go? What’s going on, Michael?” Isabel and Jesse walk back in when they hear Michael get back and Michael says, “Everything’s fine, Maxwell. You have to trust me…think you can manage to do that for one night?” Max eyes Michael for a few moments and looks around the room at a loss. “Of course. What’s your plan?” Michael looks at Isabel and Jesse, then back to Max. “I took a look around and didn’t see anything. Maybe it was just you being paranoid. I don’t think we need to move just yet…but Isabel and Jesse should still look for a new place tomorrow.” He walks into the bedroom, hoping Max will leave it alone. Max walks in after him and asks, “What’s with the cryptic, Michael?” Michael doesn’t look at him as he changes his clothes, putting on a pair of black jeans and a v-neck sweater over his t-shirt. Sighing, Max sits on the bed and asks, “You think I’m paranoid?” “Maybe.” Michael says as he walks into the bathroom. “We don’t need to panic just yet.” “Alright…I trust you.” Max says as he watches Michael get ready to go somewhere. “Where are you going?” Michael walks out of the bathroom and says, “I’m going to the bar across the street. I’ll camp out there for a while and keep an eye on the street, see if anyone shows up that doesn’t belong.” Max gets up and stands in front of Michael, changing his hair to a short, black cut. “Be careful.” Nodding, Michael leaves Max alone in the bedroom and walks out of the apartment. Max walks back out to the living room to find Jesse sitting in the living room. “You guys haven’t sensed anything lately?” Jesse looks up at Max with a strange look on his face and says, “Nope. Nothing.” Max gets the feeling that they’re all hiding something from him, but he just chalks it up to his apparent paranoia and goes out to sit on the balcony once more. He looks down to the street and sees Michael cross it and grab a table out front of the bar…sitting down and pulling a book out of his back pocket and trying to look nonchalant. Down in front of the bar, Michael knows that Max suspects something…but he hopes that he made Max question his feelings enough to think that maybe he’s just being overly cautious. He sighs as he opens his old paperback and pretends to read. Liz…he knew that she was the wrong one to be staking out Max. He told them that she’d get too close…that he’d know she was there. But she insisted, and when she insists on doing something there’s no arguing with her. Just like when she insisted he not go with them like he wanted to in the first place and stay with Max. He didn’t exactly live up to his end of the deal…but eventually he did.  After Max tells him that he needs to go talk to Maria…ask her to stay with him…he stomps out of the hotel room, furious that Max had to tell him what he knew he wanted to do. He walks over to the small group of humans sitting in the parking lot and grabs Maria’s hand, pulling her back into their room and shutting the door on Max. “So…” He says awkwardly. “So…” She answers him, getting that look of defiance in her eyes that he loves so much. He sighs and sits down on the bed before looking back up at her. “I’m going with you. You are going with Liz, right? She’s gonna go off on her own.” Maria looks at him, surprised that he can tell what Liz is thinking. “How did you know that?” “I just know. I don’t want to talk about Liz. I want to talk about you.” He says shortly. Maria nods and moves to the bed…sitting next to him and looking at the same spot on the floor he started looking at. “You’d do that? You’d leave Max and Isabel to come with me?” “I did it before…why wouldn’t I do it again.” Looking over at his face, Maria feels tears start to gather in her eyes. “I…I don’t know what I wanna do. I mean, Liz needs me. I can’t let her go off on her own…not now…not after…” She drifts off and looks back to the floor. “You still wanna be with me?” She says meekly. Michael turns his head to look at her. “What part of ‘I love you’ don’t you understand? I think I’ve made my feelings for you perfectly clear. You’re it for me…there’ll never be anyone else. I told you that.” Maria smiles at the memory. “Yah, you did.” She looks up to meet his gaze. “I love you so much, Michael. And I can’t tell you how sorry I am for how I treated you this year…how I cut you off like that.” Michael shrugs and quirks up the corner of his mouth as he scratches his eyebrow. “Yah, well…I guess I wasn’t always the boyfriend you wanted, so I suppose we’re even.” Maria leans her head on his shoulder and says, “What are we gonna do?” He wraps his arm around her and lays her down on the bed where they wrap their arms around each other and lie in silence until they hear commotion outside their room. “Sounds like the Evans’ are leaving.” Maria says as she sits up and looks out the window that looks out over the parking lot. “I’ll be right back…I’m gonna go see if Liz is outside.” Michael watches Maria as she gets up and walks out of their room. Closing his eyes, he can hear muffled voices outside…Max and Maria. He doesn’t know much right now, but what he does know is that he’s going wherever Maria decides to go. When Maria walks back in, she stands just inside the door and looks at Michael lying on the bed. “Tell me we’ll always be honest with each other. Tell me that we’ll never end up as miserable as Max and Liz.” Michael sits up and looks at Maria for a few moments, wondering where this is coming from. “Come here.” He tells her, holding out his hand to her. When she reaches the bed, he pulls her down next to him and crashes his lips down on hers. Their limbs tangle together and they’re caught up in their own passion when they hear yelling coming from next door and a door slamming against the wall. Michael bolts out of bed and says, “What the hell…” as he storms out of the room…only to be knocked into by Max, making a hasty retreat from Liz’s room. Maria joins Michael as they go to check on Liz, but when they see her crumpled on the floor and she tells them to go away, they quietly leave her and go back to their room. They spend the rest of the night making love…reassuring each other of their love. Early the next morning, Michael wakes up to a soft knocking on the door. When he answers it, he finds Liz standing on the other side looking uncomfortable. “I’m sorry to wake you up, but can I talk to you guys for a minute?” “Sure.” Michael says as he steps aside to let her pass. She stands next to the TV as Michael makes his way back to the bed next to Maria. As soon as he sits down, Liz says, “I’m leaving…this morning. Kyle’s coming with me.” Michael sighs, knowing that’s what she would decide. “I take it Max didn’t take the news well.” Liz looks at the floor and says in a soft voice, “No…he didn’t.” She looks back up at Maria and says, “You should stay with them…with Michael. Don’t think that you have to come with us.” Shaking her head, Maria says, “I can’t do that, Liz. I can’t lose you…I’m not letting you go without me.” “I’m going with you.” Michael says, watching Liz’s eyes open wide in shock at his statement. “No! You can’t! Michael, you have to stay with Max…I won’t let you leave them to come with us.” Liz says passionately. When she sees that he’s not really listening she continues, “I won’t allow it. Max and Isabel need you…they need you to protect them. I’m serious Michael, I won’t let you. Max needs you…he needs you more than we do.” Michael runs his hand through his hair in frustration and looks at Maria. She has tears in her eyes, clearly torn between her best friend and him. “Go. Go with Liz. It’ll be more dangerous with us anyway…you’ll be safer with her and Kyle.” He tries to make her decision easier…knowing that in the end, she’ll want to be with Liz. She’d only be miserable if she wasn’t. “Maria…please…stay with Michael. You don’t have to…” Liz starts before Maria interrupts her. “Enough!” Maria yells in frustration at the two of them trying to make decisions for her. She looks at Liz, then over to Michael. “Michael…I have to.” She can’t say anymore as she buries her face in his chest and begins to sob. Michael looks up at Liz in defeat and watches as she hangs her head and leaves them alone. He wraps his arms around Maria and says, “Shhh…it’ll be ok. It’ll be ok.” He rocks them back and forth as he feels his own tears slip from his eyes. Gently setting his book down on the table, Michael looks up and down the street and doesn’t see anything. He didn’t really expect to, knowing who Max’s watchers really are. He’s flooded with anticipation of seeing Maria again. The last three years have been torture without her and he begins a countdown until he can finally see her…touch her…at 3pm tomorrow afternoon. ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. 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Post by **majiklmoon** » Thu Jun 06, 2002 3:12 pm

Pass the M&M's please :sob omg that was so sad Angel <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> <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>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Jun 06, 2002 3:35 pm

Darn you're good! Not sure I'm ever going to get this sappy grin off my face. This was wonderful. Thanks and More Please. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin">

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Jun 06, 2002 9:28 pm

This is wonderful...post more!

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Jun 06, 2002 10:40 pm

Come on...don't leave me haning like this

Post by **Angel13** » Fri Jun 07, 2002 10:59 am

Part 18~ The sounds of early morning traffic invade Max’s sleep as he notices the sunlight beating down on the other side of his eyelids. He fell asleep on the balcony again. It happens a lot…he’ll nod off in the lounge chair as he reads or looks up at the stars. He sits up and rubs his hands wearily over his face and looks down at the street below. In the light of day, he decides that his imagination  was going wild last night. There have been no signs of anyone knowing they’re there. If they knew, they’ve had plenty of opportunities to move in on them and they haven’t. Shaking his head as he stands up, Max decides that he needs to get a grip on himself. After he showers and changes clothes, he steps into the kitchen to find Michael there. “Morning.” “You working today?” Michael asks, looking at his coffee shop uniform of khakis and a white button down shirt. “Yah.” Max answers, walking over to the fridge to grab a bottle of water. “Can you meet me at 3? At the bookstore?” Michael asks, hoping he’ll get off work by then. Max looks at him questioningly for a moment and says, “Sure…why?” Michael shrugs and says, “Just meet me there…I need to talk to you about something.” Knowing he won’t get anymore out of him, Max turns and heads to the door. “Sure. See you later.” He walks out of the apartment and down the street to the coffee shop a few streets over that he’s been working at for 4 months. The day passes quickly and before he knows it, it’s 2:45. Taking off his apron and tossing it in the corner, Max grabs a muffin and a bottle of juice before clocking out and leaving the shop. He walks slowly down the few blocks to a small bookstore that they all frequent. Wondering why Michael wants to meet him there, Max is taking a bite of his muffin when he sees someone run around the corner down the block. He freezes as his eyes meet what he is sure must be a hallucination. It can’t be. It can’t be…but it is…it’s Liz. What is she doing there? She’s wearing all black and her hair is shorter, but after blinking a few times, he’s sure that it’s really her. Swallowing, he quietly says, “Liz.” But she can’t hear him, she’s too far away…and she’s running, stumbling slightly when she sees him standing there. Her eyes are wide open and wild…and…is that a  gun in her hand?! She’s waving her arm at him and shouting, “Get out of here!” as she runs and he’s so confused at the entire situation that he can’t move. He’s further shocked when she stops and raises the gun in his direction and he drops his juice and muffin on the ground when he hears her fire off a shot in his direction. Ducking in reaction, he sees a man behind him fall on the ground but he doesn’t have time to process that as he’s tackled from the side and a car squeals up to the curb next to them. Struggling as another man joins the first to restrain him, he glances over to see Liz running toward him shouting, “No!” and holding the gun in front of her. “Get away from him!” Before he knows it, he’s being thrown into the backseat of a car and the door slams as he hears more shots being fired off from outside. The car peels away and he sees Liz braced on the sidewalk, firing her gun at the car as it speeds away. He hears the bullets hitting the back of the car and he’s huddled down in the seat when the back window explodes. But nothing can stop them, and the car flies away from the bookstore as someone in the front seat leans out the window and fires back in the direction they came from. As two men restrain him in the backseat, he hears shouting coming from outside and he turns his head to see Michael, Isabel, Kyle, Jesse and Maria chasing the car down the street. Suddenly, the car shakes from some kind of impact…that can’t be from a gun. Then he hears a tire explode, maybe two, and the car careens out of control…swerving all over the street. Max is thrown over the back seat and onto the floor as the men in the car start swearing and shouting. Max is thrown forward, painfully, into the backs of the front seats as the car slams to a sudden stop. When he senses that they aren’t moving anymore, he peeks up to see one of the men in the front seat slumped over with blood running down his forehead. The two men in the backseat struggle to get upright and one keeps his gun pointed at Max distractedly as he looks around out of the broken back window. There are shouts coming from outside that are getting closer and the other man in the backseat starts arguing with the driver about what they’re going to do. Struggling on the floor, Max leans down and kicks the gun out of the man’s hand and immediately puts his shield up in front of him. He picks the gun up off the floor and pokes in into the back of the seat behind him and yells, “Don’t move!” The back door opens suddenly and he falls out of it, still keeping his shield up in front of him and he looks up to see Michael standing above him with his arm out in front of him pointed toward the car. “Put it down, Max, before someone sees you.” He yells at him, looking wildly up and down the street for curious pedestrians. Max puts his shield down and keeps the gun pointed at the two men in the back seat as Michael covers the driver. They’re joined within seconds by Liz, Kyle, Maria, Isabel and Jesse and they surround the car. Max is still sprawled on the ground, shaking with confusion and fear. He looks at the men in the car and shouts, “Throw your guns out…now!” Two guns fly out of the car and land on the pavement at Isabel’s feet and Max watches Liz open the passenger side door and feel around the unconscious man in the front seat, grabbing his gun and standing back. He can hear sirens in the distance and he hears Michael say, “Now what?” Liz walks back to the rear door and opens it, leaning in and putting her hand to the forehead of the man sitting there. Within seconds, he slumps forward and she walks around to Max’s side of the car and does the same to the other man in the back seat and the driver. “They’re out for now. We need to get out of here.” She says before turning away and running down the street, the others following as Michael helps Max to his feet. They run back to their apartment and Kyle tells them, “You guys go up…grab what you need. Be back down here within 3 minutes…we can’t stay here.” as he stands to the side of the stairs leading up to their apartment. Max looks over to see Maria and Liz splitting up and crossing the street to stand under the awnings of the buildings directly across from Kyle. Max feels Michael pull him up the stairs as he watches Liz tuck two guns in the back of her pants as she looks up and down the street…on alert. He stumbles in the apartment as Isabel and Jesse rush into the bedroom to grab their essentials. “What the hell just happened?!” Max cries out. “What are they doing here? Did you know they were here?” Max fires off questions as the other three run around the apartment in a flurry. “We don’t have time, Maxwell. Grab your shit…we have to go.” Michael yells from the other bedroom. Max goes to the desk and gathers their passports, money, and other papers they’ll need before going to his bedroom and throwing those things and some clothes into a backpack. Walking back into the living room, he takes one last look around to make sure there’s nothing there that would indicate they were there and he follows the others out the front door. When they reach the sidewalk, Max notices a large SUV parked at the curb and sees Liz, Maria and Kyle getting in. A young red-headed girl is driving and she looks at them and says, “Get in.” Michael, Isabel and Jesse head toward the SUV as Max looks at Kyle in the backseat in confusion. “It’s ok, Max. Just get in…we’ll explain later.” Hesitantly, Max walks over to the SUV and squeezes into the backseat next to Kyle before it takes off down the street. Max sits back in the seat and looks up to see Liz and Maria squished into the passenger seat together. Liz is looking out the front and side windows and Kyle is next to him looking out the back. They drive in silence for over an hour before Maria snorts in laughter in the front seat. Everyone looks at her and she turns to glance at Max. “Christ, Max. You’ve had the FBI on your ass for over a week and where do we find you? Casually strolling down the streets of Sydney eating a muffin and drinking a damn orange juice! What the hell were you thinking?” She turns back around shaking her head and she looks over at the girl in the driver’s seat. “Serena…meet our fearless leader…Max.” Serena looks at Max in the rearview mirror and says, “Nice to finally meet you, Max.” Max’s face turns red in anger and he looks over at Michael. “Did you know they were here?” He doesn’t let him answer before turning to the front seat. “And what  are you doing here? How did you know the FBI was following me? Is anyone gonna tell me what the hell is going on…wait. Did you say Serena?” He looks back over at the girl driving. Serena looks at him again in the rearview mirror and smiles. “That’s right…the one and only.” For the first time since they made their getaway, Liz turns her head slightly to look at Max. He sees her nod her head slightly, looking at him meaningfully before turning to look back out the windows. “Does she…” His voice drops off…not wanting to say more than he needs to. “She knows.” Kyle looks at him quickly before glancing out the back window again. “She’s been with us since London…since we left Roswell. You can trust her.” “Where are we going?” Michael asks suddenly. “Melbourne. Then Paris.” Liz says shortly from the front seat without looking at him. Max doesn’t get any more of his questions answered as they arrive at the Melbourne airport and Liz purchases tickets for them to Paris. Max stands huddled with Michael, Isabel and Jesse as Maria, Kyle and Serena spread out around the ticket area, keeping an eye on Liz at the counter. “You knew they were here and didn’t tell me.” Max says to them. Isabel looks down in guilt as Michael says, “Yah. I’ve known for a couple of months. Liz ordered me not to tell you.” “She  ordered you?” Max asks in disbelief. “If you haven’t noticed…she’s the one in charge here.” Michael rolls his eyes. “She knows what she’s doing. You’d be on your way to DC courtesy of the FBI right now if it wasn’t for her.” Max picks up the irritation in Michael’s voice…knowing he’s been on him to take a more active roll in leading over the years. He looks over at the efficient way Kyle, Maria and Serena stake out the ticket area. Who is this Serena? Is she the same one the future version of him told Liz about? How did they meet her? How did she find out about them? How did Liz know the FBI was after him? Max has so many questions and he can’t wait to get some answers. Liz walks back over to them and Kyle, Serena and Maria join her. She shuffles through the tickets in her hand and says, “Get out your passports.” Max pulls them out of his bag and hands them to Michael, Jesse and Isabel and they hold them out in front of them. Liz touches each one, changing their names as she hands each one of them a ticket. Max looks down to see that she’s changed the name on his passport to match his ticket. Dick Jones? She named him Dick? He looks up at her, raising his eyebrow and she shrugs, quirking up her lip at him as she moves on to the others. As they make their way down the terminal, Liz stops at the bathrooms and says, “Change yourselves and meet at the gate when you’re done. Don’t stay in a big group…we can’t be seen together.” And she turns to walk into the women’s bathroom. Max makes his way into the men’s room and he admires Liz’s authority and how everyone does what she says…no questions asked. Fifteen minutes later, Max arrives at the gate and glances around. He sees Liz…with strawberry blonde hair…standing next to a now brunette Serena. He spots Isabel and Michael…both looking different. And over by the windows, he sees Kyle, Jesse and Maria sitting casually on the floor…looking like college students. He walks over to a row of chairs that face the terminal and sits down, watching as the gate slowly fills up with waiting passengers. About a half hour later, the gate agent starts making announcements that their flight is boarding and he stands up. Looking around, he catches Liz watching him and he stands silent and frozen locked in her gaze. What is she thinking? Why did she come to Australia? Was it to be with him…or did she know they were in danger? He’d give his right arm to find out what she’s thinking about right now, but his musing is interrupted by another announcement by the agent calling for the group of rows that he’s in. As he walks down the jet way, he sees Kyle and Maria in front of him a few feet and he makes his way on the plane and to his seat. His seat is in the aisle and he sees that he doesn’t know anyone else in his row as he sits down and buckles his seatbelt. Now facing forward, he watches as everyone else boards the plane and takes seats scattered throughout it. Not too much time passes before he hears the engines gear up and the plane backs out of the gate. An hour later, they’re airborne and on their way to Paris. Relaxing in his seat, he looks over at the elderly couple sitting next to him. They’re holding hands and looking out the window. He’s patting her hand in comfort and Max smiles slightly at the sight before turning to glance around the plane. Sitting across the aisle and two rows back is Maria and she gives him a small smile before turning at something Kyle is saying to her. A few hours later, Liz is restless and she gets up to stretch. She waited to be one of the last people on the plane and she didn’t see anyone or sense anyone suspicious. She would know it if there was someone on this plane who was out to get them. After stretching, she walks toward the middle of the plane to the bathrooms and cringes as she squeezes into one of the small spaces. It’s cold in there and she finishes quickly before rushing out and gasping as she bumps right into Max, nearly knocking him to the floor. Raising her hand to her mouth, she exclaims, “Oh…I’m sorry! It was so cold in there…I had to get out fast.” as she steps back from him a couple of steps. She can’t be too close to him…it’s making her distracted, and she can’t afford to be distracted. Three years…she’s spent three years thinking about him…about his voice…about his smell…about…STOP IT! She chides herself internally as she shakes her head. “It’s ok.” He says quietly, watching as she looks everywhere but at him. Trying to catch her eye, he says, “I don’t think anyone suspicious got on.” She looks up at him and says, “Me either. I’m pretty sure we’re safe now.” God, his eyes look just the same. He looks her over and notices how tired she looks. She’s lost weight and has dark circles around her eyes. His gaze drops to her neck and he sees nothing but smooth skin…the scar that was once there is gone now. She knows what he’s looking at. “I healed it. I can heal now.” She brings her hand up to the side of her neck. He looks back up at her face in shock. “Wow. Really?” Smiling slightly, she says, “Yah. It comes in pretty handy actually…especially when Kyle wrecked on his motorcycle and broke his back and leg.” Max’s eyes widen in surprise and she continues, “He thinks he’s doubly cursed with alien voodoo now since he’s been healed twice.” She grins, remembering how he freaked out, thinking he’d get all kinds of crazy alien powers afterwards. Smiling at the way her smile lights up the space around him, he says, “So…how are you…how…how have you been?” Nodding and tucking her hair behind her ear the way he always remembered, she says, “Good. We’ve been good. You?” “Yah…good.” He says distracted as he becomes mesmerized by her movements. She looks so beautiful and he can’t believe that he’s actually standing here in front of her. There are so many things he wants to ask her, but he finds it difficult to form any words. “So, can we talk about what happened back there? I have to admit that I’m seriously confused right now.” “We should wait until we get to Paris and have some privacy.” Liz says quietly, knowing that Max has a million questions swirling around in his head. “Right. That’s probably a good idea.” Max agrees and shifts on his feet. “So…I um…better get back.” She turns to move away from him. “Liz…” He calls out to her, not wanting her to leave but not knowing what to say. “Thank you…for saving my life. You were amazing.” She smiles slightly and nods her head before turning away and walking back down the aisle to her seat. Max sighs and steps into the bathroom, shuddering as he shuts the door. She was right, it’s freezing in there. ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **majiklmoon** » Fri Jun 07, 2002 11:26 am

OMG you are the most evil orb in the world to stop there! <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>

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