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Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Apr 24, 2002 2:22 pm

<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> So Liz was ready to run again..............not that I'm blame her. I hope they will be able to work past this some how.....  Angel I'm needing lots more of this!!! <center>******************************</center><center><img src=http://www.netsnapshot.com/users/6410/i ... r>THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r>ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</center><center>ZAN IS DA MAN<center>Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</center><center>If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</center>

Post by **Angel13** » Wed Apr 24, 2002 4:51 pm

Part 20~  Sunday, May 19, 2013 Liz wakes up where she fell asleep, in the recliner in Max’s office. She lay there last night for hours, looking up at all the pictures on the ceiling. She listens to the early morning silence of the house thinking of what she’ll say to Maria. She looked so hurt last night, standing in the doorway. And Max…what did he mean? That he wants her to stay…here? With him? She hears movement upstairs and someone walking down the stairs. Looking over to the doorway, she sees Max walk in the office, startled to see her there. “Liz.” He stops, looking around. “Did you sleep here last night?” She nods and starts to get up. “I’m sorry…I just…” He shakes his head and heads over to his desk. “I have to go into the office, take care of some things.” He gathers up some files and a disk and turns back to her. “You’ll be here when I get back?” She nods her head at Max, sad that he has to ask her that. He walks to the door and says without turning around, “I’ll only be about an hour. We’ll talk when I get back.” And he walks out the door. 45 minutes later, Liz walks downstairs after showering and changing. Michael looks up from the paper as she walks in the kitchen. He takes in her red, puffy eyes and says, “I just made coffee.” nodding over to the coffee maker on the counter. “Is Maria awake?” she asks him as she pours a cup for herself. “Yah. She’s outside.” He says before getting back to his paper. Liz walks out the backdoor and sees Maria sitting in a chair looking out over the backyard. She walks over and sits next to her. After a few moments of silence, she says, “Maria, I’m sorry.” She looks at Maria and sees that she has tears in her eyes. “I’m…I’m so sorry.” “Why?” Maria says with a small voice. “Why would you leave?” Sighing, Liz plays absently with the buttons on her shirt. “I just…I thought it would be better if I left. I thought I could leave and Khivar wouldn’t be able to find me because he can’t track me. I…I thought it would be better for all of you if I wasn’t here.” “That’s bullshit.” Maria says and looks over at her. “You’re scared. You’re scared of whatever’s going on with you and Max and…and you think it’ll all be easier if you left.” “That’s part of it, too.” Liz admits. “I’m just so confused, Maria. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” “I don’t know what happened last night between you two…but he loves you Liz. And I know you love him. Whatever happened…it…it broke him somehow. He’s in so much pain that I can feel it now…wherever he’s at right now, I can still feel his pain. But more than that, I feel his love for you…the same love I’ve been feeling from him for years.” Maria looks out at the pool. “Please don’t leave us again.” She says softly. “Whatever happens with Khivar…they’ll take care of it.” Liz grabs Maria’s hand and says, “I know. I’m so sorry Maria…I won’t leave again. I promise.” And she leans her head down on Maria’s shoulder. Maria nods and says, “Ok…it’ll be ok.” bringing her hand up to Liz’s head. Wondering what happened between Max and Liz last night, Michael hears a muffled ringing coming from the living room. Walking in, he hears that it’s coming from a bag on the floor near the front door…Liz’s bag. It’s her cell phone. Debating about whether to answer it or not, his decision is made when it stops ringing. But before he turns to walk back to the kitchen, it starts ringing again. He looks toward the back door, not wanting to disturb Liz and Maria and reaches for it, “Hello?” he says. A long pause, then, “Who is this?” “Who’s  this?” Michael answers back. “This isn’t your phone. Why are you answering this phone?” the voice questions him. Michael rolls his eyes, “Because the owner of this phone isn’t available right now.” Another long pause…Michael can hear the man breathing on the other end so he knows he’s still there. “Hello?” Michael says. Then the caller hangs up. “Asshole.” Michael says under his breath as he brings the phone back in the kitchen with him. He scrolls through the menu and tries to pull up the last caller’s number but it says ‘unavailable’ on the display. Then he tries *69…nothing. He scrolls through the menu looking for the phone number listings, but it’s empty. Not one number is listed. Just then, Max walks through the front door and walks into the kitchen to find Michael puzzling over the phone. “What’s going on?” he asks. “Some guy just called Liz’s phone and got all pissy when she didn’t answer, so he hung up on me.” Michael says as he sets the phone on the table. Looking down at the phone, Max asks, “Where is she?” “Outside talking to Maria. I didn’t want to bother them…I think it’s pretty serious.” Michael tells him. Nodding, Max looks outside through the window over the sink and sees Liz and Maria hugging. “She almost left last night.” “Yah…Maria told me.” Michael says as he takes a sip of his coffee and looks up at Max. “She told me…everything…last night. Everything Khivar did…to her. I think she panicked.” Max says as he sits down across from Michael. Sensing that Max isn’t going to tell him more, Michael looks back down to his paper…he can only guess at how bad it was if she felt like she had to run again. After a few minutes, Max gets up and walks outside. Maria and Liz turn to see him walk towards them. “Liz, can I talk to you?” he asks her. Maria stands up and wipes the tears off her face. “I need to go rescue Isabel from the kids. I’ll see you later.” She says to Liz, giving her a smile before walking back inside. When Maria goes inside, Liz stands up to face Max…wiping her hands on her shorts. She looks up, trying to read the expression on his face and finds that she can’t. “Max,” she starts but he holds his hand up and shakes his head. “No, Liz. I…just let me...” Max walks over and pulls a chair to face the one she was sitting in. He motions for her to sit back down. He sits and rubs his hand over his face, and looks up at her. “Liz, you have to help me out here. I’m not sure I know what you want. Do you want to leave here?” Liz doesn’t look at him, instead looking at her hands in her lap. “Max...I…wish so much that things were different. I want…I want my life back. I hate feeling like this.” “I don’t know what to do to help you…tell me what to do and I’ll do it.” Max pleads, looking for some sign that she wants his help. She shakes her head and says, “I don’t know. I’m just scared…for all of us. I’m scared of what’ll happen to all of you because I’m here with you. I’m afraid for you. My being here puts all of you in danger, Max.” “Liz, I’m not gonna let him touch you ever again. It’s killing me…thinking about what he did to you.” Max bends his head down and cradles it in his hands. “I can’t stand the thought that you want to leave.” “Max…” Liz sighs and fidgets in her chair…looking anywhere but his face. “I understand…how guilty you must be feeling. I didn’t tell you…what I did…for your pity. I told you so you would realize. So you’d realize that you don’t want me…so you would be able to let go of the Liz you spent so much time looking for. The Liz you fell in love with. Because that’s not me…I’m…not that Liz anymore.” She whispers. Max leans forward and grabs the arms of her chair, trying to get her to look at him. “I don’t think you  do understand, Liz. I want  you…not 18 year old Liz…but the Liz sitting in front of me. Yes, I feel guilty…so much so that I don’t think I can take it much more…but I don’t pity you. I admire you…for surviving…for living. And I’m not going to let you push me away because you think it’s for my own good. Or because you think that I couldn’t possibly love you now. Or because you have some crazy idea that you don’t deserve to be happy with me.” He reaches up and cups her cheek with his hand, not letting her pull away. “I love you, Liz. Nothing you could tell me will stop that. I  love you! Please don’t push me away.” He pleads with her. He wipes away a tear that escapes her eye and looking at him she says, “I don’t…I…can’t give you what you want from me, Max. I don’t think I know  how to love anymore. It hurts, Max…I feel so empty inside and it hurts. It hurts to look at you…knowing what you’re thinking.” “And what am I thinking, Liz?” Her chin quivers as she says, “That I’m used…and broken. I can practically hear you screaming when you look at my scars, ‘Let me heal you! So I can make you pretty again!’ But Max, it won’t help. Even if I let you heal these scars, I’d still be the same…underneath.” “Liz, you are so wrong. I want to heal you…I can’t deny that. But only because I hate that you have to look at a constant reminder of what’s happened. I hate that you experience one ounce of pain when you walk. You couldn’t be further from the truth.” He tilts her head up, not letting her look down. “I love the person underneath…let me help you…let me heal you. Not just outside, but inside. Let me try…I just…I can’t watch you walk out of my life again. Please don’t do that to us…please don’t give up on us, because I haven’t. I told you once that I believe in you…I still do. Please don’t leave me, Liz…I need you so much.” He cries as he takes her hand and stokes it with both of his. She looks into his eyes…swimming in unshed tears. She could lose track of time looking in those eyes. After a few minutes she says, “You know, I can feel you…when you showed up in Dallas, I knew you were there before I saw you. I didn’t  know it was you at the time…but I could feel it…it had been so long that I didn’t recognize what it was. Isn’t it strange that after all this time, I can still feel you?” She sniffles and wipes her eye. “Do you think we’ll always be connected like that? Because you healed me?” “I don’t know. I’ve never been connected to Kyle or his dad like that and I healed both of them. I think it’s more than that, Liz.” He watches as she looks down at their hands. “I took it for granted all those years ago…that it would always be there. Then, when you left and it was gone…I felt like part of me was missing. I felt it come and go sometimes…and it almost drove me crazy for awhile.” “So…I guess we’re stuck with each other.” She raises one side of her mouth in a half smile. “I guess so.” He says as he wipes a tear from her cheek. “Is that such a bad thing?” She shakes her head and smiles. “No…it’s not a bad thing at all.” ~TBC~ </center><center>So come and sit on my box, enjoy the view of this water where my lifeboat is sinking. If you reach out for more, you'll find nothing but sorrow...because knowledge is hollow, and pride is hard to swallow. Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Wed Apr 24, 2002 5:55 pm

<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"> But I am so glad he finally got those things of his chest!! <center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/uroswellkitkat ... lkitkat</A> at: 4/24/02 4:56:39 pm

Post by **majiklmoon** » Wed Apr 24, 2002 6:56 pm

<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"> Angel...post more <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>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color><center>"Hey Spike, maybe you should put an ice pack on that muscle cramp!</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Apr 24, 2002 8:43 pm

<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"> <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"> Angel - how can I be mad at you for making me weepy and love you for writing such a good story at the same time??? Please post more! I tried to hold off reading this fic, I wanted to save up a couple of chapters and read them on the train tomorrow... but you see how long I lasted! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> So much for that <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> And I suppose you won't post more until tomorrow, and I'll have to WAIT all day to read it... sigh Can't wait! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> -Col. <center>Malee's Sidekick aka Colonel Threadkiller <img src=http://photo.msn.s8.com/MS8zLzAvMS8xMDg ... > "Open up my Head and Let me Out!" - DMB <img src=http://w3f.com/gifs/flag/usa/hr.gif> AtO is so cool, she makes anything look easy!</center>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Apr 24, 2002 10:17 pm

<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> . This is fantastic!

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Apr 25, 2002 3:03 am

<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry">  Angel that was just so............... So glad they talked and Liz knows that Max still adores her and what Khivar did will not change that!!!  Wake up! I need more!!! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <center>******************************</center><center><img src=http://www.netsnapshot.com/users/6410/i ... r>THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r>ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</center><center>ZAN IS DA MAN<center>Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</center><center>If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</center>

Post by **Angel13** » Thu Apr 25, 2002 10:03 am

Part 21~  Saturday, June 8, 2013 Three weeks pass with no movement from Khivar…and no word from Jaret. The semester has ended at the college and Michael and Maria decided to stay in Roswell for a while…until the situation with Khivar is resolved. Max argued with them about staying with him…and Amy wanted them to stay with her. In the end, Maria rented a house for a month. She felt bad for imposing on Max for so long and she didn’t think she could stay with her mother for more than a few days. “Michael…tell your son he has to put a shirt on before we go to the Crashdown!” Maria yells at Michael from the bedroom. Michael is lacing up his shoes to go play basketball with Max. “ My son. Like she didn’t have anything to do with it.” He mutters as he walks out to the backyard and yells, “Alex, get a shirt on before your mother opens fire on us.” “I heard that!” he hears being yelled from inside the house. Michael walks back into the house and down the hall to their bedroom, where he sees Maria struggling to get her shoes tied. He kneels down on the floor in front of her and takes over. “How long are you and Liz gonna be at the Crashdown?” “I don’t know…couple hours maybe? We’re gonna stop at the mall, too…I talked her into letting me buy her some new clothes.” Maria grins…proud of herself. “Just call if you need anything…we’re gonna go play some ball. Maybe go look at some cars.” Michael says as he finishes lacing up Maria’s shoes. “Ok…thanks.” She says as she gives him a quick kiss before standing up. “I have to run…I told Liz I’d be there 15 minutes ago. Did you get a shirt on that kid?”  Max’s house Liz is standing in front of the mirror in her bathroom, inspecting her clothes. The collar on her shirt doesn’t go quite high enough to cover the scar on her neck totally. She doesn’t like to see her parents without being covered. The looks on their faces are bad enough when they can only see the scars on her face. Her shirt is a long-sleeved white mock turtleneck…if only the neck was a half inch higher. Sighing, she turns from the mirror and picks her purse up off the dresser before going downstairs. Max looks up from the table when Liz walks into the kitchen. He looks at what she’s wearing and shakes his head. “Liz, it’s 95 degrees outside.” It’s a losing argument, he knows. “I know…but it’s my parents. Can you…you know…make the neck a little higher?” she asks him while wiggling her fingers at him. Rolling his eyes, he gets up and walks over to her. As he uses his powers to make the neck higher, he says, “Why won’t you let me just get rid of the ones on your arms? You’re gonna roast in that shirt.” She smiles as he finishes and she feels to see if it’s high enough. “Not now, Max.” Satisfied that her neck is covered, she says, “Thank you.” and goes to the fridge to grab a Diet Coke. Seeing the look on his face, she says, “We’ll talk about it later…ok?” Just then, they hear Maria honking her horn outside. “That’s Maria…have fun playing basketball. I’ll see you later.” Liz says before planting a quick kiss on Max’s cheek and running out the door. After Liz leaves, Max sits back down at the table and absently runs his fingers over his cheek where she kissed him. Taking a sip of his water, he thinks about his lost cause in getting Liz to agree to let him heal some of her scars. He’s had practicality working on his side with the weather. But she still insists on walking around with long-sleeved shirts on when it boiling outside. She tells him that she doesn’t want him to get flashes…to see what happened to her. Even after promising to push them back, she still won’t let him. Other than their argument about the healing, the past three weeks have been…great. He smiles to himself as he thinks about it. Sometimes he still can’t believe that she’s really here. They spend almost every day together…staying up late into the night talking. He’s learned more and more about her…Khivar…Jaret. And what her life has been like. She opens up more to him each time they talk. And he’s told her about his life…as well as what he knows about everyone else. She gets so excited when he tells stories…sometimes making him act out particular events. He gave her all his photo albums to look through…and gathered some from Isabel and Amy for her to look through as well. She looks at these late at night, alone in her room. Usually, the next morning she’ll be waiting downstairs with pages marked…ready to question Max about certain pictures and when it was taken or what was going on when it was taken. The best, though, is when they stay up late watching movies. She’ll curl up next him on the couch, resting her head against his shoulder…sometimes she’ll reach over and grab his hand. And when the movie ends and she likes the music playing, she’ll get up and ask Max to dance with her through the closing credits before going up to bed. Yes, he definitely likes movie night. Glancing up at the clock on the microwave, Max gets up and grabs his phone and keys before heading out to meet Michael at the park. As he drives, he thinks about his original plans for the summer. He had planned to join the research team at the High Altitude Observatory in Boulder, Colorado for the summer. They’re researching the Sun’s output of plasma and radiation and their effects on the Earth’s atmosphere. He  had been looking forward to going, and he was going to take that opportunity to follow a few leads on Liz around that area. But now…things had changed. He definitely won’t be researching the sun this summer, he thinks to himself as he pulls up to the curb across the street from the park. Locking his car he heads toward the basketball court, passing a few girls he recognizes from one of his classes. “Hi Max!” they call out to him. “Hey.” He says back. He insists all his student call him Max. Mr. Evans, or even Dr. Evans, sounds too stuffy for him. Michael is already there waiting for him. “Hi Max.” Michael says to him in a mocking sing song voice. “Shut up, Michael. They’re just students.” Max rolls his eyes at him. “Uh huh…looks like you have a fan club.” He smirks, watching the girls walk across the park, glancing back at Max as they walk. Michael’s still laughing at him when Max throws the ball at him, knocking him off balance.  The Crashdown Maria and Liz sit back in a booth in the corner, watching Grace and Alex behind the counter with Liz’s Mom. She’s showing them how to work the milkshake machine today. “Grace, you better watch out or next she’ll have you in an alien uniform with antenna on your head.” Maria laughs over at them. When Grace and Alex turn squealing to Nancy about wanting to wear antenna, Maria avoids the mock-angry look from Nancy with a smile and turns to look at Liz. “So…how’s it going?” she asks her…trying to get information out of her. “How’s what going, Maria?” Liz says, making a half hearted attempt at avoiding the question as she glances around the Crashdown with a smile on her face. Maria doesn’t say anything, just waits for Liz to return her attention back to her. When Liz doesn’t hear anything from Maria, she looks over and sees a smirk on Maria’s face…and her eyebrow raised. “Maria…” she says as she rolls her eyes and smiles. “Nothing’s going on…really. It’s been…nice.” “Nice?” Maria asks. “Yah…we’re getting to know each other again. Kind of…healing each other, I guess.” “Hm…and when are you gonna be running around in appropriate clothing for 100 degree weather?” Maria asks, eyeing Liz’s shirt and jeans. Liz smoothes her shirt down and unconsciously brings her hand up to her forehead. “Soon. I’m just scared of what he’ll see.” “Hun, it couldn’t possibly be worse than the millions of things he’s imagining in his head. It’ll be good…for both of you…if you just let him do it.” Maria grabs Liz’s hand across the table. “I know.” Liz smiles over at her. “And besides, we’re only buying temperature appropriate clothing today. So you have to get rid of them just so you can wear all your  fabulous new clothes.” Maria says with a laugh. Liz laughs with her. “Well, are you ready for this shopping extravaganza that you’re insisting on?” “Yup.” Maria says as she slides out of the booth and walks over to the counter. “Nancy, you call me the minute they get unmanageable. You sure you don’t mind watching them for a couple of hours?” Nancy looks up at Maria. “Of course not! You two go shopping…have fun. We’ll be just fine here. Right guys?” Grace and Alex aren’t even paying attention as they become fascinated with blending pieces of candy bars into their milkshakes. Maria laughs and says, “Yah…I’ll miss you too.” And rolls her eyes as she drags Liz with her out of the Crashdown.  2 hours later Max and Michael stand in a used car lot, looking at a 5 year old Honda. “Think Liz will like the color?” Max asks Michael. “I don’t know. Silver seems to go with her complexion.” Michael jokes as he raises his hand to his chin, resting his elbow on his other forearm. Rolling his eyes, Max says, “You are absolutely no help to me, Michael.” Turning from the Honda he walks back over to the Jeep. “I think she might like this better…she can take the top off.” Still in the mood to taunt Max, Michael says, “But I don’t think the blue will match those cute little sandals with the flowers that she has.” Max turns to Michael and shoves him, then they start wrestling around the car lot, laughing. Suddenly, Michael stops. “Maria’s here.” And he looks around, not seeing her anywhere. Max looks around and spots Maria across the street, walking out of the mall with Liz. They’re both carrying more bags than they can manage. “They’re over there…done shopping, it looks like.” “Oh great…get ready to be tortured with a fashion show tonight.” Michael says as he watches them walk across the mall parking lot toward Maria’s car. As Max watches Liz walking with Maria, laughing, he sees a car pull up in front of them. A minute later, a man gets out of the car and Max sees Liz drop her bags and push Maria behind her. He doesn’t wait for Michael as he takes off running across the street…he sees the man talking, but Liz is shaking her head at him and trying to push Maria toward her car. As the man advances toward Liz, Max runs between all the cars in the mall parking lot. He comes up behind the dark car parked in front of Liz and peeks around the side, seeing the man up toward the front. Max walks out and approaches the man from behind. Liz is several feet away with Maria poking her head around from behind Liz. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Max.” The man’s voice stops Max dead in his tracks. “Wouldn’t want to put a show on for the kiddies, would you?” he asks as he turns around to face Max, pointing toward the large group of teenagers hanging out at the entrance to the mall. “And call your 2nd off while you’re at it.” Max looks over and sees that Michael was coming up on the scene from the opposite side. “Who are you?” Max asks as he sees his face. He’s young, 25 at the most. Taller than Max, but thinner…he’s wearing jeans and a gray t-shirt that has a green Rolling Rock logo on the front. He could be one of Max’s students. “Someone who’s come to talk Liz out of whatever idiotic plan she thinks she has.” The man says impatiently as he turns back toward Liz. “What happened to your tracker, Liz? Khivar is beyond angry that it’s been removed…that was stupid-thing-you-did number one.” He says as he watches Max walk around him toward Liz and Maria. “Stupid-thing-you-did number two was coming back here.” “Jaret…” Liz begins, as Max finally understands who this guy is. “Let me explain…” “Nothing to explain, Liz. I get it. You’re throwing 10 years away…10 years of planning by an army of people that you have no Earthly concept of. All for a ‘roll in the hay’ with our king? Some girly chit-chat with Maria? Oh…probably a teary reunion with the folks, too…am I right?” Jaret says sarcastically to Liz. “Hey. Who do you think you are?” Max demands. Jaret advances on Max, “Who am I?” he asks incredulously. “ I am the moron that signed up to spend the past 15 years of my life on this  pit of a planet. Five of those years kissing Khivar’s ass to convince him I was on his side and ten more to chase around some  human girl…all to save  your ass!” he ends by pointing his finger into Max’s chest. “ That is who  I am…your Majesty.” He spits out the last part and turns toward Liz. “We’ll be leaving now, so say your little good-byes…come on.” He snaps his fingers at her, like you would a dog. “Jaret,” Liz starts, “I’m sorry…I…they found me. They got my trail in Philadelphia…and tracked me down in Dallas.” She gets tears in her eyes as she looks at Max, then back to Jaret. “I know I screwed up, but…Khivar…he was sending Max to me.” Jaret snaps his head back to Liz after eyeing Max, “Explain.” “Once a year, in the middle of the night, I get transported somehow to wherever Liz is for 20 minutes. She’s always sleeping, so I just watch her. But last Monday night, I found Liz’s address on her dresser and we found her.” Max tells Jaret. “I see.” Jaret says as he looks away, thinking. Turning back to Max, he says, “You shouldn’t have taken the tracker out. You’ve only alerted Khivar unnecessarily that there’s a problem. I’ve stalled him for weeks, but he’s becoming antsy and sent me to see what happened.” Looking to Liz he says, “Lucky for you, you took it out in Dallas so he thinks you’re still there.” “Why don’t you just put another one in Liz and tell Khivar that it malfunctioned for a few weeks?” Maria offers as she inches out from behind Liz. “Because  then he’ll know that Liz is in Roswell…immediately…and with  him. Genius.” Jaret rolls his eyes at her. “Hey!” Michael says to him. “Sooooo ry. Michael was right, you  are an asshole.” She says under her breath and grabs Michael’s hand as he walk up to her. “So that was Guerin that answered your phone when I called?” Jaret turns to Liz. At her nod he continues, “What was he doing with it? I thought it had been stolen. You’re to keep that phone with you at all times. I’m to be able to get a hold of you at any time of the day. How many times have we gone over this, Liz?” “Ok, I’ve had about enough of you. You’ve been assigned to protect me, am I understanding that right?” Max spits out at Jaret. “Technically…I guess.” He answers back. Max steps toward him, “Then  you will do what  I say. You will  not talk to Liz like that anymore. You will  not talk to Maria like that anymore. And you  will show Liz some respect.” He continues, “Now…we’re going to calmly go back to my house and discuss our plans. Do you understand me? Or do I have to poke my finger in your chest like a jackass to get your attention?” “I understand.” Jaret replies. Turning to Maria he says, “I’m very sorry for my comment regarding your intellectual capacity.” Then turning to Liz he says, “Please forgive me, Liz. I meant no disrespect…just concern for your safety…and Max’s.” He then turns and walks around to the driver side of his car, enters it and starts the engine…waiting to follow the others. “Kick  ass! I want one of those, Max!” Maria slaps him playfully on the arm, turning toward her car. “Jeez, Max…doesn’t  anyone from our planet like you?” Michael says before picking the bags up off the ground and turning to follow Maria. Max turns to Liz and sees the fear on her face. He walks over and puts his hand on her back. “It’ll be ok, Liz. I promise. We knew this was coming.” She looks up at him and nods her head before walking to Maria’s car. “Liz,” Maria looks over at Liz as she gets in the car…seeing the tears in her eyes. “He won’t hurt you…not with all of us there.” Liz turns to look out the window. “I know. He’s never hurt me…he wouldn’t…” her voice fades away as she reaches up to brush a tear off her cheek. “Maria, drop me off at my car…across the street.” Max says from the behind Liz. He reaches forward and puts his hand on her shoulder as her hand comes up to cover his. “Ok.” Maria says as she pulls out of her parking spot and drives away from the mall…the car behind them following. ~TBC~ </center><center>So come and sit on my box, enjoy the view of this water where my lifeboat is sinking. If you reach out for more, you'll find nothing but sorrow...because knowledge is hollow, and pride is hard to swallow. Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **majiklmoon** » Thu Apr 25, 2002 10:19 am

OMG...ok, here is how it is going to be...i'm taking the kids out for a while, and when I get back, there will be more posted...tons more...oodles more...all of it in fact <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> lubs ya Angel <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color><center>"Hey Spike, maybe you should put an ice pack on that muscle cramp!</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Apr 25, 2002 11:02 am

<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)">  Angel I'm with Tracie we need oodles more <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <center>******************************</center><center><img src=http://www.netsnapshot.com/users/6410/i ... r>THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r>ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</center><center>ZAN IS DA MAN<center>Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</center><center>If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</center>

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Thu Apr 25, 2002 6:00 pm

More, more,more!!! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> <center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!

Post by **Angel13** » Thu Apr 25, 2002 6:17 pm

Part 22~ When they arrive back at the house, Maria is on her cell phone with Nancy…asking her if the kids could stay there for a little longer. “If it’s a problem, I can have my Mom come pick them up.” Maria says into her phone as they walk through the front door. “Oh no, Maria…I love having them here. You come get them whenever you want.” Nancy says. Thanking Nancy and clicking the phone off, she hears Jaret ask, “You have kids?” as he looks between Michael and Maria. “Yah.” Michael answers. “You don’t go near them.” “Calm down Tarzan. Just amazed that they lived.” Jaret says as he walks further into the house, taking in his surroundings. “What do you mean?” Max asks, following Jaret into the living room. Jaret looks at Maria’s protruding belly, “You’re not engineered to breed with humans. It was supposed to be impossible.” He explains as he looks back at Michael. “Guess they were wrong.” and he shrugs his shoulders. “Do they have abilities?” “No.” Michael answers quickly as he leads Maria to a chair. Jaret sits down on Max’s couch and looks over at Maria. “How long? How long has it been?” he asks, nodding toward her stomach. “Six months.” She answers him. He raises his eyebrows in disbelief and says, “Hm.” “What…’Hm’?!” Maria demands. “That kid should be out of there by now.” He says. “But what do I know about human physiology?” and turns toward Max, “Can I please have a glass of water?” “Wait! What do you mean?” Maria gets his attention again. “I was pregnant with the twins for a full 9 months.” “That was twins.” Jaret says simply. “Antarian children take 3 months…at the  most…to develop. Figure in a little human DNA and I figure a single child should take about 4 and a half, 5 months to cook in a human female. Your timer should have beeped at least a month ago, I’m guessing.” He looks up at her. “This isn’t a casserole we’re talking about! This is my baby!” Maria exclaims. “Whatever. Your human processes are so primitive, that’s just how I’ve always looked at the whole ordeal. Antarian females don’t carry their children as you do. So, like I said, what do I know about human physiology? I’m probably wrong.” He shrugs his shoulders again. Maria sits down and Michael sits on the couch, next to her chair. “It’s ok. I check every day…I’d know if something was wrong.” He tells Maria as he glares at Jaret. “You’re right.” Maria lets a breath out and relaxes. “Liz, do you have any idea what you’ve gotten yourself into here?” Jaret gets her attention. “Why would you risk attracting unwanted attention to yourself like this?” Liz looks over to Jaret, her face a mask of sadness and regret. “Why  wouldn’t she?! Is she supposed to live her life as Khivar’s plaything?” Maria asks incredulously as she grips Liz’s hand. But Jaret doesn’t look away from Liz. Instead of answering Maria he says, “Once…twice more…at the most, Liz. He’s getting lazy. Now the opportunity’s lost.” He sighs and sinks back into the couch. Max walks back in the living room with some water and a couple of cans of soda. “He doesn’t touch her again. If he wants me, he can come to me.” Max says. Jaret rolls his eyes and says, “You don’t understand.” “Make me.” Max responds. “Make me understand, then.” “So,” Jaret sighs, “Liz tells me that your…Nacedo?” he looks at Liz for confirmation on the name. At her nod, he continues, “that your Nacedo…didn’t tell you much about yourselves.” “No. He didn’t.” Max says. “But you’re a shapeshifter…like he was, right?” he asks. “Yes.” Jaret responds, when the front door suddenly bursts open and Isabel comes rushing into the living room. “Max! What’s going on? Michael called and told me…” she drifts off when she sees the strange person sitting on the couch. “Who are you?” she asks. Jaret stands suddenly, “Vilondra.” He whispers. Jesse walks in behind Isabel and hears this. Moving to take Isabel’s arm, he turns to Max…keeping a wary gaze on Jaret, “Hey…this…this isn’t that Khivar guy again, is it?” fear in his voice. “No.” Jaret replies. “I’m Jaret.” Not taking his eyes off of Isabel. “Well,  Jaret, if you don’t mind, you can stop ogling my wife.” Jesse says tersely. Jaret steps back, sitting down. “I’m sorry. If Khivar knew I was this close to Vilondra…he would have my head.” “So, you were saying…you’re a shapeshifter?” Michael interrupts the staring contest between Jesse and Jaret. “Yah, so?” Jaret responds. Max looks at him pointedly and says, “You’ve been to our planet?” “Of course.” “So you can tell us…” Max begins, but Jaret interrupts. “Oh…I see where this is going.” He nods his head in understanding. “Look, I’m no history teacher. So don’t expect me to waste my time, as well as yours, by telling you things you don’t need to know. I know what the message said that was sent with you in your ship. But that message was created a long time ago…by a desperate woman. You shouldn’t believe that you’re going to return to our planet. Because you won’t.” Max looks confused. “But…I thought that’s what we were supposed to do…to help our people fight Khivar.” Jaret laughs shortly, “Help?! Fight Khivar?! Look at yourselves! You’re weak humans now…with very  limited abilities. You wouldn’t survive a full  day on our planet.” He looks at the faces around him, some angry, some confused. “Look, as I started to say earlier…Liz told me that your Nacedo didn’t tell you these things. That he was working for Khivar. Assuming that’s true, of course he would follow along with what the message still said. He knew you weren’t going to return, but he had his own agenda.” As Jaret pauses to take a drink of water, Michael asks, “So why would Khivar still be after us…after Max? If we’re such  weak humans, what does he care if we live?” “He doesn’t. Not really. You’re not important to his cause…to his attempts to take over the planet. All he was really interested in was Vilondra.” Turning to look at Isabel, he says, “But you must have scared the crap out of him when he came for you, because he’s afraid of you now. He won’t come near you.” Turning back to Max, he says, “What Khivar has is some bazaar need to…he likes having Liz under his thumb because he feels that it gives him power over you, Max. He thinks it’s fun that he can still cause you pain even though he killed you already…you know…before. It’s nothing but a game to him. It was dumb luck, really, that he stumbled across her in Albuquerque in the first place.” “I’m sorry if you thought you’d be going back to fight, but you are little more than figureheads for a people who still believe in myths and legends. No one expects you to fight with them.” Jaret tells them. Confused at their reaction, Jaret says, “I was made to believe that you didn’t wish to return to Antar. That you were content with your human lives. That’s what Tess told us.” “Well, yah…but…” Isabel starts, “I guess we just always believed that there was some higher purpose for our existence…for our being sent here.” “Nope. I guess your only ‘higher purpose’ would be to live out your lives…like your mother wanted. She gave you a second chance and it’s your responsibility to accept it. ” He says turning Max. “But now we have this mess with Liz. You’ve made him angry by not playing by the rules.” Max looks at him, his face turning red with anger. “What rules?!” He stands up and crosses to the fireplace. “He imprisons and tortures Liz for his own sick pleasure? Makes her run from the people who love her? As far as I’m concerned, there  are no rules!” “So now what?” Michael asks Jaret. “We’re not handing Liz back over to him…obviously. What was he gonna do…keep Liz ‘under his thumb’ for the rest of her life?” “He would have tired of her eventually. It’s already been three years since he last came to her. If he was ever going to let her go, though, he sure as hell won’t now…knowing she’s with you. That would mean he’s lost the game…and that’s unacceptable to him.” He looks at Max. “Unfortunately, you’ve now also ruined our plans to destroy his inner loyalist circle while he’s here with Liz. We’d been working on infiltrating them for 10 years, whenever he came here to be with Liz. We were close…just one or two more visits to Earth, and we would have had him by the throat.” “Too damn bad.” Max says and looks into the fireplace, deep in thought as everyone talks around him. After a few minutes, Isabel gets his attention. “Max…what are you thinking?” He looks at Jaret closely, “What if Liz was dead? Would he think he won his ‘game’ then?” ~TBC~ </center><center>So come and sit on my box, enjoy the view of this water where my lifeboat is sinking. If you reach out for more, you'll find nothing but sorrow...because knowledge is hollow, and pride is hard to swallow. Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Thu Apr 25, 2002 6:47 pm

Angel, you  SO ROCK!! This story kicks major <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... tongue.gif ALT=":b"> utt. Great 2nd update! I hope Max makes the plan and runs with it...please make Khivar pay...dearly! <center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/uroswellkitkat ... lkitkat</A> at: 4/25/02 5:49:44 pm

Post by **majiklmoon** » Thu Apr 25, 2002 8:17 pm

you are allowed to update more than once or twice a day ya know. this part was so cool...i cannot wait for more! <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color><center>"Hey Spike, maybe you should put an ice pack on that muscle cramp!</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Thu Apr 25, 2002 11:24 pm

<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> - you've spoiled us Angel... getting up to two parts a day... now it's not acceptable to go a day without an update! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> These two parts Rocked! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> I was waiting all day to come home and read them.... Love how Max and Liz are able to just keep each other's company...  sigh And Jaret...never thought he'd be quite the character he is... I was surprised to see him so curt towards humans.... but I like him... no-nonsense type of alien <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> and Whoa! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"> - the whole thing about not returning 'home' - never saw that coming... This is great - keep posting <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... kliam2.gif ALT=":hotpink"> <center>Malee's Sidekick aka Colonel Threadkiller <img src=http://photo.msn.s8.com/MS8zLzAvMS8xMDg ... > "Open up my Head and Let me Out!" - DMB <img src=http://w3f.com/gifs/flag/usa/hr.gif> AtO is so cool, she makes anything look easy!</center>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Fri Apr 26, 2002 9:51 am

Majiklmoon recommended this fic to me, basically to keep me from pestering her about adding more chapters to her story, but I'm glad she did. It's truly wonderful! I think you have a better grasp on Maria's character than the writers of the Roswell series this year. I could so hear her saying that line about Michael marveling at the concept of fire and the wheel. Perfect. While there are parts that make me want to cry (sniff, sniff, poor Liz) and I'm not liking that whole hint about there being a problem with Maria's baby, I am on the edge of my keyboard waiting for more. If I offered to throw mini reeces at your keyboard, would you post faster?

Post by **Angel13** » Fri Apr 26, 2002 10:16 am

Thanks for the great feeback you guys! Part 23~  Saturday, June 8, 2013 – 7pm Liz’s parent’s house Liz takes one last bite of her Mom’s lasagna, her favorite, and says, “Wow, Mom. That was great. Thanks for making it.” “There’s more, Liz…here.” Nancy makes a move to serve another piece to Liz. “No, mom…I’m good. I’m full, really.” Liz stops her. Nancy sits back down and says, “You should eat more, you’re so…” “I know. Mom, I’m ok…really.” Liz says as she takes a sip of wine. Liz and Max had excused themselves from the alien discussion in Max’s living room to go to her parent’s for dinner. They’d been invited a while ago and couldn’t cancel on them. Liz told Max that he didn’t have to go…she would tell her parents that he had a family thing that came up. But he said no, he would go. Trying to get back in her father’s good graces wasn’t an easy task…he didn’t want to do anything to screw up. As they left, Michael and Isabel were still huddled together making plans with Jaret…Maria having already gone to pick up the kids and bring them back to their temporary house. “So, Liz, have you decided what you’re going to do…about a job, I mean? And a place to live?” Jeff asked her. “Yah, actually, I saw that the new Chili’s over by the college is hiring for a bartender. I’m going tomorrow for an interview.” Liz tells him. “Oh…well, your mother and I were talking and if you want to work here, we’d love to have you back.” “Thanks, Dad, but I can make a lot more in tips bartending than waitressing here.” Liz smiles at him. She can feel Max’s eyes on her. He didn’t know she was planning on getting a job. Jeff eyes them and asks, “And you’ve decided to stay with Max? At his house?” Max speaks up quickly, “I have plenty of room. And she’s staying in the guest room.” Liz rolls her eyes and says, “Dad…really…I’m almost 30 years old. Where I’m sleeping really isn’t any of your business.” “She’s right, honey. Just leave her alone.” Nancy says to her husband before turning back to Max. “So…Max…are you teaching any classes over the summer?” Max looks gratefully at Nancy, “No, I decided to take this summer off. I was going to be in Colorado this summer…but…um, I decided not to go.” He says as he looks over to Liz. She looks up at him and smiles when her Dad says, “I’ve been trying to talk Lizzie into taking classes at the college this summer. You know she never went to college, don’t you?” with an accusing tone. “Dad…stop it. It’s not Max’s fault I didn’t go to college.” Liz sighs and looks down at her plate. “Jeff, for God’s sake, leave him alone.” Nancy cuts in. “Come help me make some coffee.” and she gets up, waiting for her husband to follow her. When Liz and Max are left alone, Liz shifts uncomfortably in her chair. She picks up her wine glass and fiddles with it as she looks anywhere but at Max. Suddenly Max breaks the silence. “Well, I think this is going well, don’t you?” Liz looks up into his face for a few moments…before they both burst out laughing at his absurd statement. Jeff and Nancy walk back in carrying coffee and cups and see Max and Liz laughing at the table. Smiling, Nancy asks, “So have Maria and Michael decided on how long they’re staying?” Liz turns gratefully to her mother for beginning a new discussion as Max says, “I don’t know. They haven’t said anything, but I know they decided to stay longer than their usual two weeks because Maria wants to spend time with Liz.” “Well, those kids are so wonderful.” Nancy gushes. “Grace is such a little chatterbox, she told me today all about their house in L.A. and all of her friends there. And Alex…he’s such a little man.” Jeff laughs and says, “He always comes in with suggestions on how to change the menu. He’s convinced we need some macaroni and cheese.” “Yah, they’re great.” Liz says with a small laugh. “We make waffles and Alex always insists on taking charge.” Their laughter fades and after a few moments of awkward silence, Liz says, “Do you mind if I go look at my room for a little bit?” She hadn’t asked to see her bedroom since she’s been back…not wanting to relive the memories that lead up to her leaving. Nancy pops up out of her chair, surprised at Liz’s request. “Sure, honey. Take your time.” “Max, you wanna come with me?” Liz asks him. “Oh…um, sure.” Max looks at her before glancing at her parents. They get up and walk down the hallway, listening to her parents whispering fiercely at each other. She stops at the doorway and turns the knob. The door opens easily and they step inside, turning the lights on and closing the door. “Wow, it looks exactly the same.” Liz says with wonder to Max. She walks into the room and basks in the familiarity. It looks exactly as she left it. She walks over to the dresser and looks at the pictures stuck in the sides of the mirror above it. Her and Maria…Her and Max…Maria and Alex. As she looks in the mirror, she can hear haunting voices from the past.  Today, we’re educated women! We are woman, hear us roar. Her and Maria’s girlish giggles fade away as she turns to the bed and sits down on it, bouncing a couple of times before she gets up and runs her hand along the brick wall until she comes to the loose brick. Setting her wine down, she turns and grins at Max as she removes the brick and reaches in to pull her journal out. Its cover and pages are slightly warped with dampness, but it’s still intact. “Is that…” Max begins, eyebrows raised in surprise. Liz nods and, picking up her wine, turns to the window leading to the balcony.  Liz, don’t shut me out…please. She looks over at Max, who has moved to look at the pictures stuck in the mirror, before she opens the window and steps out on the balcony. The colored lights are gone, as well as most of what used to be out here. The only things left are her old lounge chairs. She glances over when she hears Max climbing out her window. “It looks smaller.” He says as he glances around the empty balcony. Liz smiles and says, “Yah, Michael says it’s because our world has gotten bigger.” “How philosophical of him.” Max says with a grin. She walks over and leans against the short wall of the balcony and slowly opens the old cover, glancing at the words on the pages as she flips through them. Her journal. She thought she’d never see it again. She never dared start another one. She picks up her glass and takes a sip, letting her head fall on her shoulder as she looks around. Max watches as Liz glances around her balcony, knowing she’s remembering things that happened out here when they were younger. She looks at the spot where Max and her shared their first kiss. The wall that Max made a heart with their initials glow. The spot where her and Alex sat and watched his slides from Sweden. Except he never went to Sweden. All her thoughts at that time about getting away and traveling were inspired by Alex’s mindwarps. Tears come to her eyes and she brings a hand up to her mouth. Alex. Sweet Alex, who should have never died at 17. Who, in one timeline lived to be at least 19. How many times over the years did she wish she could go back in time and change what she did the day of graduation. But whose lives would be sacrificed by a move like that? She should have never listened to time-traveling Max. He sees her struggling to not cry and he brings his arm up around her shoulder. “It’s my fault Alex died, Max.” Liz looks up to him, then back down to her journal. “What? Why would you think that…you had nothing to do with Alex dying.” Max looks at her incredulously. “When I changed the timeline, I killed him.” She says. Knowing she’s talking about when he came back from the future, Max says, “No. You have no way of knowing that, Liz. You had not control over that.” “But he was with us the night we got married, Max. He met us out in the desert with everyone else and danced with us all night. So he should have at  least lived to be 19.” Liz turns sad eyes up to him. Liz never told him they got married…she didn’t tell him anything about the future that he came back from. After shaking the thought that they got married at 19 out of his head, he says, “Liz, it was my fault. I came back and asked you to change things…and look at the alternative we got. It’s all  my fault. We have no way of knowing what will happen. Each little decision we make every day can have a huge impact on our future. I should have never come back and asked you to do something like that.” “Yah, well…I think I went a little overboard with the Kyle thing.” She sits down on a lounge chair and looks up at him with a small smile. “I was supposed to push you away, not knock you over a cliff.” “I can’t believe I suggested something like that to you.” He looks down at her. “It was my idea, not yours.” She laughs then, “You thought it wouldn’t work. I think your exact words were, ‘I would  never be jealous of Kyle.’” He laughs with her. “Guess I didn’t know myself very well.” After a few moments, he asks, “So…that vision I saw…when we were in Las Vegas? It was real?” At her nod he says, “You were gonna tell me then, weren’t you? You wanted to say something when I told you about it, I could tell.” She nods again and takes a sip of her wine. He wants to ask her more, but doubts that she’ll tell him. Instead, he reaches his hand down and helps her up from the lounge chair. “Ready to go back in?” When their hands touch, they feel a jolt of electricity and Liz pulls her hand back. “Ouch…sorry…must have gotten some static electricity.” Max says to her, looking down at his hand. She nods and he climbs back into her room through the window as she takes a last look around. Taking the journal with her, she turns to follow Max back into her room. Shutting the window, she remembers all the times Max climbed up the ladder to see her. She thinks about the late hours they spent lying under the stars in each other’s arms and she turns away from the window and heads back in to her parents. ~TBC~ </center><center>So come and sit on my box, enjoy the view of this water where my lifeboat is sinking. If you reach out for more, you'll find nothing but sorrow...because knowledge is hollow, and pride is hard to swallow. Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Fri Apr 26, 2002 10:31 am

Thank you, thank you, thank you. For a few golden moments, I wasn't bored at my job. But then it ended with "tbc". More please. I still have 6 hours to go before the whistle blows.

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Fri Apr 26, 2002 1:07 pm

That was so wonderful! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> I love the way they are getting so comfortable with each other. And go Liz for sticking up for Max and not letting Jeff put him down! Can't wait for more! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <center>*************<center>Roswell, O,Roswell...where ever did you go? <center>Patience is a virtue...just not mine.<center>Who asked you!

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Fri Apr 26, 2002 1:39 pm

<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)">  Angel Dashing in to say we still need oodles more.  I LOVE THIS!!! <center>******************************</center><center><img src=http://www.netsnapshot.com/users/6410/i ... r>THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r>ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</center><center>ZAN IS DA MAN<center>Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</center><center>If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</center>

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