| posted on 11-Aug-2002 10:19:46 PM by 2crzy4roswell |
~*~ Banner by Borderinsanity ~*~ Title: "Promises to Keep" Author: 2crzy4roswell (Ari) Disclaimer: I have no affiliation with Roswell or any one associated with it. Because if I did then everything that happened in S2 and S3 never would have existed! Category: I am A VERY BIG dreamer so my couples have to be: M/L, Mi/M, A/I. Rating: PG-13 for now. Summary: Post Graduation. I don’t want to give away too much so please read the prologue and if you still like what you read, tell me and I will give you more of a summary and write more. This is MY FIRST FIC EVER! Many of you already know me as one of your loyal readers who can’t get enough of your wonderful stories. This story has been in my head for quite some time. With my daughters' help and others from this wonderful site, who have tolerated listening to me, I have finally written it. I would love to hear feedback from you but I must tell you that I am very nervous and my ego is very fragile so please be kind. But I also want honest feedback. I want to know if I need to fix something in my story, loose ends, details, etc. WAIT!! WARNING!! Before I begin, I have to tell you now ~ there will be some sad parts in my story, heartbreaking as a matter of fact, but in the world Roswell I need a happy ending okay? So all you dreamers, Candy lovers, Stargazers & others that I don’t know all the names to…..Don’t panick! I too am all the above!!! I couldn’t sleep at night if it didn’t have a happy ending! SO I’m issuing Dreamer Insurance and this fic will have a Happy Ending. So please sit down and I hope you enjoy it as much as I wrote it. Note: When you see italic writing like this, it represents what that person is thinking. Prologue “Escape” New Mexico Desert about 40 miles south of Roswell ~ Midnight Sunday, July 15, 2012. The summer night is warm as she runs. The sound of fabric rubbing against itself is the only thing that can be heard except for her heavy gasping. Her chest hurts from breathing too hard and her ears throb from the pounding of her heart. She begins to run faster ignoring that fact that every muscle in her body is screaming in protest of the pain but she didn’t stop, she couldn’t. She stumbles over a small rock, falling to the ground, seconds later she is back on her feet and running again. *Flashback* A thunderous explosion in the background of the desert night causes the earth to shake and a blinding blast comes moments later as she turns to see three figures frantically running towards her before the brightness causes her to flinch closing her eyes and looking away. *End of flashback* She blinks and hot tears run down her face as her head pounds. She desperately fights for control as her mind races. Can’t stop. Focus. Tears begin to form in her eyes again and her vision becomes blurry. She falls again, with a heavy thud, on the desert floor and there is a stinging sensation coming from her knees. Her breathing comes in rasping wheezes and she frowns as she examines her injuries. How many times have I fallen? A distant sound breaks the eerie silence and she turns her face to search the desert horizon and sky where she thought she heard the sound. Her eyes squint in deep concentration looking for any evidence that would support her suspicions. Doesn’t matter how many times I’ve fallen. All that matters is that I keep going. Can’t stop. She gets up and continues to run as she whips her head to look behind her. *Flashback* Sounds of gunshots and car windows breaking are all around her. She ducks, huddling over, protecting herself from flying glass. Smoke begins to cover the cloudless night sky and it begins to sting her nostrils. It hurts and she tries to inhale short breaths. She returns her focus back to the figures that are coming towards her. Her body trembles involuntarily and voices are heard in the distance and on the walkie-talkie in the car she is sitting in but all she can do is stare at the figures that are coming closer to her, becoming larger. Then she hears a voice yelling at her “Go! Go!! Go!!!” *End of flashback* Her tangled hair screens part of her face and with a dirt-caked palm she pushes the strands away. The rest of her body is covered with dirt as well and her dark long-sleeve shirt, which is unkempt and torn. Her jeans are ragged and ripped at the knees where dried blood has now formed. Her eyes stare in the direction ahead of her, concentrating willing every ounce of strength she has to continue her trek. The stars from the night sky twinkle, as they seem to silently guide her to her intended destination. Finally, she slows her pace. I’m close. I have to be. I can feel it. She approaches and begins to climb up a very large rock, just like many others all around her that seem to form a crevice, wincing slightly when her knees come in contact with the jagged surface. Reaching the top, crouching, she again slowly scans the desert horizon in the direction she came from. Suddenly, the sound of rattling close beside her catches her attention. Too close. She turns her head carefully to see a rattler no more than a foot from her. It’s scaly, slender body tightly coiled as its tail vibrates to make the menacing sound. Its lidless eyes fix on her as its forked tongue appears and disappears from its mouth. Cautiously, slowly, she raises her arm toward the viper. Fear, anger, hatred and determination fill her thoughts and a blasting light comes from the palm of her hand, striking her target. A black scorch mark and the smell of burned meat are now all that remains of the threat toward her life. She takes one last look around as she slides down the other side of the boulder, landing on her feet. She walks a few feet further to an area of another boulder that looked similar to all the others and begins moving the palms of her hands over it, searching. She stops her search and stares at the slab of rock. Perspiration covers her entire body and she rubs her palms against her jeans leaving streaks of crimson on them. Concentrate. She brings her hand back up to the boulder and waves it. An iridescent handprint begins to materialize from the rock and she places her palm on it. The entrance slowly opens. “C’mon…. hurry!” She whispers impatiently. The chamber is dark and cool and it seems like a long time since she or the others had been here. She tries to control her breathing. She would be of no use if she lost consciousness now and all would be lost. Slowly her eyes begin to adjust to the darkness as her breathing slows. A faint light can be seen from the back of the room and carefully she walks toward it, leaning her hand on the stone wall for support. She crouches down and begins to crawl through the small passage. Exiting from the other end, she struggles to stand and her eyes set on the object she came here for. “The granilith.” She roughly wipes the tears from her face and eyes so she could see more clearly. Her tired features could now be seen with the dim light that is in the chamber. Sleeplessness and tribulation has taken its toll on her and she feels older than twenty-eight. She walks over and begins to examine the piece of alien machinery, quickly looking over the console and searching for the symbols they taught her. Found them. She begins to press various symbols on the keypad and a faint hum starts to sound. She bends down under the granilith console to a wall of metal and waves her hand over it. The wall dissolves and within it’s confides is a long, white crystal. She removes and inserts it into the chasm on the panel. The clear color of the crystal changes to an iridescent ruby and the hum becomes louder. Liz chokes a laugh. “It’s working…thank god….” Lights begin to glow from the symbols on the console as Liz walks toward the black backpack that is lying against one of the far walls of the room. She reaches for it and slings it over her shoulder. “Can’t leave this behind” and returns to the place in front of the console. Seconds later, a brilliant light envelops the room and she is then transported into the granilith. All of a sudden, she hears noises just outside the chamber and their voices getting closer. Liz wonders. Maybe…..No. I can’t sense him…...he’s....they’re all…. Not wanting to finish the thought, she struggles not to breakdown, to stay strong. Two menacing figures enter with weapons searching the chamber for their prey. Astonishment and fear spread across their faces of what is about to happen but it’s too late. She gives them a wicked smile. “It’s too late boys, and it’s too bad.” They turn and run for the exit hoping to reach it in time yet moments later a striking light shoots into the night sky and what is left behind bursts into flames. An explosion from the remaining pieces launches them against the wall, knocking them unconscious. The chamber begins to shake and crumble as heavy pieces of rocks from the surrounding wall begin to fall and it collapses. Destroyed, now becoming a tomb for the two unfortunate men. End of Prologue If you still like what you've read here are the pages where you can find following chapters: Chapter 1 = page 2 - - - - -Chapter 16 =page 56 Chapter 2 = page 3 - - - - -Chapter 17 = page 57 Chapter 3 = page 5 - - - - -Chapter 18 = page 60 Chapter 4 = page 6 Chapter 4a = page 7 Chapter 4b = page 8 Chapter 5 = page 9 Chapter 6 = page 11 Chapter 7 = page 14 Chapter 8 = page 17 Chapter 9 = page 19 & 20 Chapter 10 = page 22 & 23 Chapter 11 = page 26 Chapter 11A = page 31 Chapert 11B = page 32 Chapter 12B = page 41 Chapter 12 = page 37 Chapter 13 = page 43 Chapter 14 = page ? Chapter 15 = page 52 [ edited 52time(s), last at 22-Feb-2003 5:02:14 AM ] |
| posted on 11-Aug-2002 10:38:52 PM by 2crzy4roswell |
| Wow!
Thanks Pathos! I just posted this & I got a response! *heart beating loudly in chest* I will post another part tomorrow if you would like?     |
| posted on 11-Aug-2002 10:48:29 PM by 2crzy4roswell |
| This is my 1st fic. And as you know I just posted it!!!
Thank you Eccentric One for fixing my problem!!! You guys really like my prologue? *gushing with pride* I will post a new part tomorrow! [ edited 1time(s), last at 13-Aug-2002 12:01:08 AM ] |
| posted on 12-Aug-2002 11:53:58 PM by 2crzy4roswell |
| GREAT BUDDAH IN ROSWELL!!
I can’t believe this! When I read all the wonderful fics on this site and when you writers say you don’t know how great it feels to get fb. I had no idea until you guys did it!!!! My family thinks that I finally flipped out because I am jumping up and down in my living room yelling. “They read my fic. People actually read my fic!” You have no idea how hard it is to type right now. My hands are shaking and my heart is pounding right out of my chest! Thank you Pathos for being my 1st person to post. You will never know how surprised I was to see fb so soon. I love you. Talena, Lullaby, tamira, Alexandra86, Kim_56Emotion, Bordersinsanity, mrsjbehr – Thank you too! OMG!!!! SansuCry, Wench On A Leash, Breathless – You can’t believe how moved I am right now that you took the time to read my prologue! I love your fics. You guys are what inspired me to write. And Wrench on a Leash ~ Thank you for the poem, thank you! ILYMEFOREVER – Hi! I’m so glad you’re here. I missed you Chica! Thank you for reading and helping me! B-mail me when you can! Lucky Star – I finally wrote it! Yeah! Thank you so much for your help. I hope you enjoy it as much as I wrote it. Geesh!!! You think I won an academy award or something! I think this note is longer than the chapter I wrote. Okay Everyone, I will post every two days and hopefully at the same time so that you can look for it. I thought about every other day but I need to read your fics too!!! I hope to get into a system so that it is consistent. Remember I am one of your biggest fans on this site so I know how it feels waiting for a new part. So I want to extend the same courtesy to you. So enough of my babbling and here is chapter one…. ********************* Okay, if you have read the prologue and would now like a summary here it is. If you don’t just skip this part and start reading. This story begins briefly 10 years in the future. The gang are faced with the same problem that Future Max encountered only instead of 15 years, it happens in 10. In the show and in my story Tess dies making the original plan that Future Max had to keep Tess from leaving fails because she died. Duh! Which brings "our enemies" to attack earlier. This time Liz goes back determined to make sure that her present timeline does not happen which is (was) worse than when Future Max came to her. Liz returns right at the summer of 2000 “Destiny” when her past self leaves for Florida for the summer. Future Liz enlists Maria and others in helping her change the future. Her objective: Alex and Tess MUST LIVE and their enemies must be defeated. And with that here is the next part. (Opening credits) For those of you who are fortunate enough to have the song “Here with me” by Dido. Please play now. I would put a link here so that you could hear the opening credits of the song but alas I don’t know how to do that. 
For those of you who don’t have the song, here is my written version.
Piano keys begin to play that familiar tune as the backdrop of a New Mexico desert flashes with menacing clouds in its sky. Quick glimpses of old newspaper clippings are shown framed to a wall, SAUCER and the word “ROSWELL” appears in the center of your screen. An unfocused silhouette of Max, three figures of Max, Isabel and Michael walking in the desert with a radiant red sunset behind them, Liz wiping down a table at the crashDown in her uniform as Max walks up to stand behind her from outside. She feels his presence and she turns to look at him. From Max’s view Liz walks towards him with the wall of glass between them and we see Liz’s adoring face and Max’s handsome reflection off the glass. Oh I am what I am I do what I want But I can’t hide Staring Liz Parker, Max Evans…. I won’t go I won’t sleep And I can not breath until you’re here resting with me. …….Isabel Evans, Maria Deluca, Michael Guerin…. I won’t to leave I can’t hide I can not breathe until you’re resting here with me. …….Alex Whitman, Kyle Valenti and Jim Valenti as sheriff. The same haunting tune fades as we see our beloved couples in the desert as the camera pulls out and up. Chapter One “Back to the past” Roswell ~ Friday, July 7, 2000, 11:30 p.m. “Ohhh…I’m sorry Chica. I keep forgetting you’re two hours ahead of me. I just got home and I needed to talk to you.” “It’s okay Maria. I was waiting for you to call me.” Liz said suppressing a yawn. “How was work today? Did Agnes come in to help?” “Yes but you know how Agnes is. I might as well have been working alone but your dad just hired some new bitchy girl named Courtney Something. I don’t like her. She keeps giving Michael those ‘I so want you’ looks.” “How is Michael?” “Michael continues to be as stubborn as ever. You know he’s avoiding me and he won’t answer any of my phone calls.” Maria said into the telephone receiver. She was painting her toes as she sat on her bed. Her head was at an angle as she tried to balance the phone between her ear and shoulder. “You know Michael doesn’t like to just sit around doing nothing and it’s been real quiet around here since….” Maria stopped realizing where she was going in the conversation. “You’ve been gone two weeks already, did I already tell you I had to go to the 4th of July picnic with my mom. Since you weren’t here she thought it would be a good time to have a mother/daughter bonding day.” “Yes, Maria you did. And I already said I was sorry. Anyway, you mom’s not that bad. You had a good time admit it.” “Well as much fun as you can have with a mother around.” Maria admitted. “I really wished you were here for that then I would have really enjoyed myself. You know it feels weird not having you here with Alex and me. We miss you. I miss you.” “I miss you guys too.” Liz said honestly. “You know he keeps asking me about you. Everyday he asks the same questions. Maria did her best imitation of a whiny Max-voice and did her finest impression of a melancholy Max-face. “Have you heard from Liz today? Did Liz call?” “Maria-” Liz began before Maria cut her off. “He misses you too Liz. He wants to know if you’re okay. You are okay, aren’t you?” Maria questioned. “Were you okay when you found out that Michael was destined to be with Isabel?” “You’re right. I’m sorry. Did I already tell you how much I miss you? You know I would have gone with you if I could. You know that don’t you?” “Yes, Maria. I know that but….” Liz said as her voice filtered out from the other end of the phone. “You heard the message from Max’s real mother…Max and Tess are meant to be together. I can’t get in the way of Max’s destiny.” Maria’s face wrinkled in disgust. She was really beginning to hate that word. “I just needed some time…” Her voice drifted off slowly. “…And besides you know my dad wouldn’t be able to run the restaurant if the both of us were gone.” “I know. You’re right. It’s just….” Maria started. “Liz, sweetie. Max has been avoiding Tess like two weeks worth of trash since you left. You know I see him now more than I see Michael and Alex.” As she recalled Max day after day sitting in the restaurant in hopes that maybe this day Maria would give him some news about Liz. After which she silently blew on her wet painted toes. “Liz?” “Yes, Maria?” “How long are you going to stay in Florida?” Maria questioned. There was an uncomfortable silence as she waited for Liz’s answer. “I’ll be here with my auntie for two months. I’ll be back in August.” Maria let out an unhappy sigh. What was she going to do without her best friend for two whole months while Max tormented her everyday for new information about Liz? “What am I suppose to tell Max?” She questioned. “Tell him…” Liz thought. “…tell him the truth that I’ll be back in August.” ****************** Maria placed her phone back so that it could be charged. She was always forgetting to put it back that’s why she had to get off the phone with Liz so soon because the phone kept beeping its warning at her that the battery was low. Maria slid to the edge of her bed. She placed her feet on the ground and pointed her toes upward. Inserted between her toes were cushiony foam that spread her toes apart awkwardly. This time I’m not going to smudge my polish. She thought as she delicately waddled to her open window. The summer breeze was welcoming. It was really hot today. She was grateful that she worked because Mr. Parker had finally got a brand new air-conditioner and had it installed at the CrashDown. The only problem was that it seemed like everyone in Roswell was at the restaurant eating and trying to stay out of the heat. Maria debated whether or not she should close her window. Her house didn’t have air-conditioning; only precisely positioned fans throughout the house. She stared out in the night sky and wondered on what she was going to tell Max tomorrow when he asks her those same questions again. She felt bad for him. Should she tell Max what Liz told her? She sighed and then felt sadness for herself. How was she going to endure two months of Max when all she wanted was Michael? Michael. Just the thought of his name made her heart beat faster as she eyed the new moon as it slowly ascended up into the night sky. Her heart ached for him and she knew he felt the same. He had told her so. How could he just say that he loved her and then leave? Her feelings of insecurity began again. What was the matter with her and loving men that were always leaving her? First her father, and now Michael. She went over and took the top off of one of the many small bottles that that adorned her dresser and began to inhale the scent, desperately hoping to calm her anxiety. The curtains fluttered slightly as more of the summer night air made its way into her bedroom. A distant flash appeared and disappeared from the window almost like lighting. But there wasn’t a cloud in the sky tonight and the sudden sound of rustling coming from nearby her window caught Maria’s attention. What was that? Is there a flash summer thunderstorm on its way? I’ve gotta start watching the news. The noise continued and she wondered if the breeze was actually strong enough to make the shrubs on the side of her house move like that. Maybe one of the neighborhood cats is slinking about searching for some food. Then she though. It could be Michael. Maybe he came to apologize for being such an ass. “Hey, it could happen.” She whispered to herself. A smug smile formed on her lips. She leaned slightly out of her window to get a better glimpse, ready to play it cool and calm. Thinking of how she would take her time at accepting his pathetic apology after she made him sweat a little. Maria focused on where the sound was coming from. It was coming closer. Why would Michael be hiding in the bushes? She thought. Did he forget where my window was and got lost? “Figures.” She muttered out loud. “Michael?” Maria sung out into the night. Suddenly fear set into Maria as she thought. What if it isn’t Michael and I just told some psycho that I am home! Oh god. “Maria?….” Came a voice that shook her out of her fright. It was a woman’s voice. A voice that sounded very familiar but weak. For a moment Maria thought that maybe she just imagined the voice. Did I hang up the phone? She thought. Maria frowned slightly in concentration and turned around to look at her phone. No. There was the phone resting on its cradle charging just where she had placed it minutes before. Maria turned around again to look out the window, instantly Maria’s eyes widened and all the color drained from her face as a hand covered her mouth. End of chapter one ~*~ My apologizes on the short version of my credits but might I suggest popping in one of your favorite episodes and watching the real thing. Mine pales by comparison.
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| posted on 13-Aug-2002 7:06:53 PM by 2crzy4roswell |
| Okay everyone I didn't realize that chapter one was so short so here is chapter 2!
CAUTION!!!! ANGST ALERT!!! BOX OF TISSUE WARNING!!! I didn’t realize how sad this part was until I began to proofread it. Geesh, where did I put my box of tissues? Please don’t hate me! ~ Chapter 2 ~ In Max’s voice: Previously on Promises to Keep…… A distant flash appeared and disappeared from the window almost like lighting. But there wasn’t a cloud in the sky tonight and the sudden sound of rustling coming from nearby her window caught Maria’s attention. What was that? Is there a flash summer thunderstorm on its way? I should watch the news more. The noise continued and she wondered if the breeze was actually strong enough to make the shrubs on the side of her house move like that. Maybe one of the neighborhood cats is slinking about searching for some food. Then she thought. It could be Michael. Maybe he came to apologize for being such an ass. “Hey, it could happen.” She whispered to herself. A smug smile formed on her lips. She leaned slightly out of her window to get a better glimpse, ready to play it cool and calm. Thinking of how she would take her time at accepting his pathetic apology after she made him sweat a little. Maria focused on where the sound was coming from. It was coming closer. Why would Michael be hiding in the bushes? She thought. Did he forget where my window was and got lost? “Figures.” She muttered out loud. “Michael?” Maria spoke in a loud whisper into the night. Fear set into Maria as she suddenly thought. What if it isn’t Michael and I just told some psycho that I am home! Oh god. “Maria?….” Came a voice that shook her out of her fright. It was a woman’s voice. A voice that sounded very familiar but weak. For a moment Maria thought that maybe she just imagined the voice. Did I hang up the phone? She thought. Maria frowned slightly in concentration and turned around to look at her phone. No. There was the phone resting on its cradle charging just where she had placed it minutes before. Maria turned around again to look out the window, instantly Maria’s eyes widened and all the color drained from her face as a hand covered her mouth. “The scaring game” Maria’s first instinct was to scream when the small hand covered her mouth. Then she heard. “Ssshhh, ‘Ria, please don’t scream.” The voice pleaded. Maria froze in place. Shock had consumed her entire body as she realized that she was staring face to face with Liz albeit a disheveled and dirty-looking Liz. “Umm? Iz ug umm?” Maria muttered from behind Liz’s hand. Liz pleaded as she looked into Maria’s eyes wildly. “Ria, promise me you won’t scream when I remove my hand okay?” Maria nodded. Liz cautiously removed her palm away with the expectation that she might have to return it any second. Liz breathed out the breath she had been holding when Maria made no attempt to scream but continued staring at her in shock. “Thank you. I suppose I wasn’t as quiet as I thought I was and I didn’t mean to scare you. I just didn’t want to wake the neighbors or your mom.” Maria shot Liz a disapproving glare. "What did you expect me to do when you go sneaking about in the middle of the night?” “You’re right..…I’m sorry.” Liz said apologetically. Liz’s face made a questioning look and turned to Maria “What were you trying to say when I had my hand over your mouth?” “I said Liz? Is that you?” Maria said sarcastically as she tried to collect herself. “Oh…..Yeah, it’s me….” “Duh!” Maria answered as Liz climbed through the window. Liz softly laid down her backpack she had been carrying on the floor then sat on the bed as she watched Maria begin to pace back and forth in front of her. The light in Maria’s room was dim causing the room to seem tranquil. Maria was anything but tranquil and she was babbling again. Liz’s lips curved into a small smile. “Okay. What’s going on? How did you get here? Didn’t I just finish talking to you on the phone? Aren’t you supposed to be in Florida? I called you at your aunt’s house. I’m sure of it!” Maria began with a whisper but with each question her voice got a little louder. Then Maria stopped pacing. She stood facing the woman sitting on her bed and took a closer look at her. She walked over and sat beside her best friend. “What happened to you chica? You look horrible.” *Flashback* “Isabel! Where’s Maria? Where’s Michael?" Liz yelled as debris began crashing down all around them as they ran towards the car. She saw Isabel was sobbing as Kyle had his arm wrapped around her waist supporting her if he were to let go she would fall. Their clothes were tattered and Isabel appeared to have cuts and bruises on her face and arms. They ran towards the car. Liz then turned to look at Max who was only a step behind them. His appearance mirrored Kyle and Isabel’s and she noticed large patches of what seemed like blood on his face and arms. Her eyes focused on the motionless body he was carrying. “MAX??!!” *End of Flashback* “Liz? Liz! ” Maria waved her hands in front of Liz’s face breaking her out of her daze. “Hello? Liz? Did you hear anything I said?” Maria questioned. She looked over the features of her best friend. Dark circles under her red blotchy eyes showed signs of endless crying and there were deep worry wrinkles throughout her face. Her hair had evidence of a few strands of gray and it came to her shoulders. Maria’s heart broke looking at her. She looked like hell. She was frightened at her appearance. “Liz. You cut your hair!” Maria exclaimed gently trying to suppress her inner turmoil. “You know with your hair shorter you look a lot older.” Maria voiced as she tucked a few stray strands from Liz’s face to behind her ear after which Maria hugged her. “I feel a lot older too.” Liz calmly spoke against Maria’s shoulder. Liz was almost scared in how calm she had made that statement. Had she come to that point where she felt nothing? Nothing but numbness. Had she changed that much? Was she going to be able to have what it takes to relate everything that needed to be done to a group of teenagers? She had to. So much had happened to her in the ten days. So much pain…so much suffering. Horrible things that she would not allow to happen again. Things she would make sure were made right this time. Liz spoke again. “Ria? “What day is it?” Maria gave a confused look at the question that was just given to her. “Well…it’s…” She turned to look at the digital clock that sat on her nightstand. “…12:30 AM…so technically it’s Saturday morning” Maria answered. “What is the date? I need to know what month this is and what year.” Liz sighed reprimanding herself for not being specific when she asked the first time. Fatigue was finally catching up with her. She couldn’t remember when she had slept or eaten for that matter. It wasn’t important but Liz’s body was now beginning to feel the exhaustion. “It’s Saturday, July 8th the year 2000.” Maria stated. “ Good. That’s what I thought.” said Liz. “I was just making sure.” “Are you going to tell me what’s going on Liz?" Maria spoke pulling Liz away from her so that she could look at her face. “Sweetie, does this have something to do with Max?” *Flashback* “You know what you have to do. We have promises to keep remember?” “But…” Max placed his blood stained finger over her lips. “Do you remember when I told you that whether I died tomorrow or fifty years from now, that my destiny is the same? Do you?” Liz choked out. “Yes.” “It hasn’t changed. You are still the owner of my heart.” Max’s amber eyes stared deeply into Liz’s soft chocolate ones. “And you are the keeper of mine.” She returned. “You are my life, the reason why I still draw breath.” He closed his eyes and concentrated on his connection with her. “And I thank God everyday that you chose me.” As she let the connection become stronger. “How could I not? It was you. You were my destiny, Liz. You still are.” He returned his gazed back to sweep over her face as if needing to memorize it. His handsome features could still be seen through the blood and grime. He delicately traced her soft lips with his thumb and Liz closed her eyes as two new tears rolled down her cheeks. His breathing came in low ragged gasps as he tried to speak. “I won’t say good-bye….I promised remember? This isn’t the end… Just the beginning, right?” Max’s tears came streaming down his cheeks leaving clean streaks of skin as they slid. “You’ll make it right….this time…Make sure that…..this…this doesn’t happen so that we can be together again…all of us?” Liz slowly nodded her head. “Good.” He took his hand and wrapped it around the back of her head gently pulling her to him. He grazed his lips softly across hers. “I love you Liz Evans. Nothing will ever make me stop loving you. Nothing.” He tenderly kissed her. With every last fiber of his being, he poured the last of his strength, his undying love, and hope into that kiss. Liz momentarily lost herself within the sweet salty taste forgetting everything around her as there was only Max until he pulled away. He lightly began weaving his fingers through her soft locks as he gazed at her. “Like silk. I never get tired...” “Max?” Liz’s voice quaked waiting for him to respond as she stared at his still form. His soft amber eyes gazed quietly at her but the light in them had faded away. Suddenly her body began to tremble as a void came crashing down on her, hollow, empty, alone. The silence was deafening. “No…..Max!…nnnnooooooo. ” Despair claimed her as she began rocking back and forth as she clutched his body to hers, placing her forehead to his. “You promised Max…I promise…” *End of Flashback* “Yeah, I guess you could say that.” Liz answered in the same steely tone as she vacantly stared into Maria’s eyes. “Please tell me why your clothes are torn and why there is so much blood on your clothes? Maria’s voice wavered as she spoke. Liz looked down to examine herself as if for the first time then returned her gaze to Maria. “You’re trying to slowly drive me insane aren’t you Liz?” Maria said as she continued to silently inspect her best friend’s face. “’Ria, Do I have any extra clothes here?” Maria frowned. “Of course. You always keep some clothes here. Just like I have some at your place.” Liz’s mouth broke into a weak smile. “Can I hop in the shower? I’m really tired…and apparently very filthy. I promise to explain everything to you in the morning, okay?” “Okay.” Maria said hesitantly. She then walked over to her dresser and pulled out some clothes from one of her drawers. She walked back and held them out for Liz to take. When Liz didn’t reach for them, she set them on her lap and knelt down in front of her. “You do remember where the bathroom is, don’t you Liz?” She spoke softly. “Yeah.” Shaking herself out of her thoughts Liz nodded and then began to stand. “I probably don’t have to say this but please shower quietly ‘cause there is no way I want to try to explain to my mom how and why you’re here.” Liz had stopped at the door and looked at Maria. “You’re right and I’m too tired to think of an excuse as to why I am here.” With that she silently walked down the hall and into the bathroom. End of Chapter two Sorry folks that this part was short too. But they do get longer. I promise.
Liz will be taking a bathroom break until either Thursday or Friday night. I need time to catch up on reading all the great fics here, they are what inspire me as well as fb does!!
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| posted on 14-Aug-2002 5:24:32 PM by 2crzy4roswell |
| HEY EVERYONE!!
I just wanted you guys to know that INSPIRATION HIT ME REAL HARD & my mind is going a mile a minute. I'm trying as fast as I can to put it on paper, type it on Word or even on my leg. I suggest using a pen when writing on your leg. A pencil hurts too much.
Okay I need audience participation here. I've got a few requests that I'm hoping you guys can help me with. 1st of all, I need a pic of Jason from the Shipping New. Can anyone tell me where I can go so I can get one without leaving my seat here at the computer? *stupid grin on face* 2nd - I need the name of a town near Roswell. I tried looking at my maps & they have been no help. I guess it's time for me to buy better maps. Any name please, one that isn't too far away. 3rd and last. I need your help with helping me find an outfit for Liz. It has to be an outfit that Liz would NEVER wear if she was conscious. Something lil miss Parker would NEVER be caught dead in. Something Maria would wear without a second thought but it can't be too outragous that it catches people's attention. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
It's so funny. I have the big picture going on in my head but when it comes to small details I suck!
Okay ~ Anyway if all goes well, the girls should return tomorrow evening. (my time - that's PCT, right?) OH! BTW ~ Islandgirl5 - You're really gonna love MY Kyle in a few chapters. He's turning out to be my favorite but don't tell that to the others they might get jealous.
TTFN = Ta Ta For Now! [ edited 2time(s), last at 15-Aug-2002 12:07:54 PM ] |
| posted on 15-Aug-2002 9:06:32 PM by 2crzy4roswell |
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Welcome SarahWhitman!!!! Do you know that my paternal grandmother’s maiden name was Whitman! Who knows I could be related to Alex!! So I finally meet my soul sister & it’s on the internet! Cool! Thank you for the link unfortunately there was ABSOLUTELY NOT ONE SINGLE PIC OF JASON!! He wasn’t even in the credits!! *fuming* So I still need a pic! On the outfit, you need to be more specific. I have no imagination! Hi Cermel!!! – I’m so happy you are reading my fic! And I see there is also a new part of “Too Soon” I have to go over there & read it! ILYMEFOREVER – Thank you for bumping! And Thank you Eccentric_One – for proofreading this part! One last question before you start to read. How long does it take to drive from Roswell to Albuquerque? Okay. Enough! Geeessh! I’m worse than those annoying commercials before the show. ~ Chapter three ~ “Secrets” Liz allowed the hot water to pound her tired body. The water beaded down her face, down her neck, sliding down her torso to her legs then to her feet as it slid silently to the tiled floor and down the shower drain. She went through the details of her plan in her mind. It was important that she went over every detail. Timing was everything. If she missed something then she would have set things in motion that would most likely be worse than what she experienced. She couldn’t imagine going through this again and again, continuously go back to the past to keep fixing things. That image gave her a headache. And even if she wanted to she couldn’t. She had wanted to come sooner before the Special Unit had taken Max but there had been no time to change the date. She only had one shot at this and she had to make it right this time. The pounding in her head became stronger. Was it because of the images she had conjured in her head or was it because of her physical injuries? It could be both. She thought. She looked over her left arm that had several minor cuts on it and placed her right palm over the worst. She closed her eyes and concentrated and a slow, soft green glow began to spread across her arm closing the wounds but scars remained. She opened her eyes and surveyed her work. She could heal some of her superficial wounds but not very well. Exhaustion had made her weak and her real 'gift' was not healing. That was Max’s. Liz reached for the shampoo and worked it into her scalp. The fragrance of peach began to permeate into the air and Liz inhaled the scent and allowed some of the tension to leave her body. Liz had always liked showering at Maria’s because Maria would love to experiment with different scented shampoos. She had always said it was an extension of her aromatherapy. She decided that she would let all troubling thoughts to go down the drain like the all the filth she was washing off her body. Just for tonight. She needed sleep, to be ready for what she had to face tomorrow. I might as well try and rest. She thought as she stepped back into the stream of water to rinse the suds off. The stinging sensation in her knees returned and Liz bent down to access the damage. Both knees were scraped up pretty bad with minor cuts up and down both of her legs. Liz bent down and put the palms of her hands on each knee. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes again and concentrated and began the same procedure on her legs as she did her left arm. When she was finished her body was shaking. It was just too much. It had taken just about everything she had to just close the wounds. She put the palms of her both hands on the shower wall in front of her. She was dizzy and she wanted to just sit down right there in the shower stall but she couldn’t. The longer she stayed in the bathroom the bigger the chance was Maria’s mother would hear the water running and wake up. She turned off the water and waited for the world to stop spinning. As quickly as her body would allow her to move, she wrapped a large towel around her and sat down on the closed toilet seat. There she dried her body and put on the T-shirt and shorts Maria had handed her. She wearily stood up and went to stand in front of the fogged up mirror over the sink and with the palm of her hand, she swiped part of the mirror so that she could take a look at herself. She cringed. She didn’t recognize the woman staring back at her. Was that really her? Her head began to pound again and she opened the medicine cabinet in hopes of finding some an aspirin. She sighed. She should have remembered Maria and her mom didn’t keep pharmaceuticals, only homeopathic ingredients. God, how she wished for a couple of Extra Strength Tylenol’s at this very moment or better yet Max’s soothing fingers gently massaging at her temples and removing her pain. She smiled feeling the imagined sensation of Max’s magical fingers near her temples. At that moment her body stiffened and anguish threatened to overcome her again. No. She said to herself. She had no more tears to cry. She had to stay strong, stay focused. She was here for a purpose and she intended to accomplish it. Liz ran her hands through her hair and it began to dry. Never again would she need a hair dryer thanks to Max Evans and a little help from Isabel on perfecting it. She decided to leave it slightly damp. She didn’t want to give any ammunition to Maria on how her hair was now clean and dry without the use of a loud piece of appliance. Liz grabbed the pile of clothes that littered the bathroom floor and returned to Maria’s room. When entering Liz found Maria over Liz’s backpack that she had left on the floor. “Damn.” Liz muttered under her breath. “Maria? What are you doing?” “What is all this stuff, Liz?” Maria questioned. Liz quickly walked over to where Maria was and picked up the few articles that Maria held and returned them to the backpack. After zipping it up, Liz closed her palm over the adjoining zippers. Her hand glowed with a same green tint for the briefest of seconds melting the zippers together, making it impossible to open the bag. This didn’t escape Maria’s eyes and she pulled away at what she had just witnessed. Maria could not hide the fright that was coursing through her body at that very moment. Who was this person in front of her? This couldn’t be Liz. Liz couldn’t do things like that. Only aliens could do that. “Oh my god! You’re not Liz! Who are you?” Maria’s voice came out as a rasped whisper. “Liz can’t do things like that.” Tears began to spring from Maria’s eyes. “Oh my god…you’re….gonna…kill me…aren’t you?” Maria’s mind was frantically trying to process everything she just saw and what was going to happen to her. “Ria, it’s okay. Really it’s me, Lizzie.” Liz attempted to calm Maria’s fear by trying to reach out and hold her but Maria pulled away before she could even move toward her. Liz stopped her motion and dropped her hand. “No….no, it’s not okay. I want to know….before you…. kill me. Who are you? What do you want from me?” Maria choked out. Liz took a deep breath. She hadn’t intended on telling this story twice. Wasn’t it enough that she was going have to tell a group of overly paranoid, extremely fearful, half-alien, half-human teenagers tomorrow? She was not looking forward to it. Sure, Sheriff Valenti and Alex would be there too but she didn’t think that would make the situation any better. And now she would have to explain to Maria before she panicked and did something rash. It would only complicate matters. She’s gonna flip out just like the night she found out the truth about Max, Michael and Isabel. She thought then reassured herself. Have you forgotten already? She’s strong, remember? Just tell her. That’s why you came to her first before anyone else. Liz took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Ria, remember when I got shot at the CrashDown?” Maria nodded slightly. “Well….after that day, things began changing….my body started changing…It had something to do with Max healing me. I can do a few things they can do plus a little extra that they can’t. Maria tried to hide the look of disbelief. Her eyes darted to the door and then back to Liz's. Sensing Maria mistrust and obvious plot for escape, Liz slumped onto the floor and spoke in a defeated tone. “Look. Ask me something that only Liz would know about, okay?” Maria’s eyes narrowed as she stared at the woman she had believed was her best friend. “Anything?” She questioned apprehensively. “Yes, anything.” “Okay.” Still up against the wall with her arms cradling her knees in a fetal position, she began to think. “Okay……what's….the square root of 49?....What is the symbol for gold?....What are the three primary colors?" "7...AU... red, blue and yellow....Maria these are suppose to be questions that you know the answers to and how do those questions prove that I'm really Liz?" She responded with obvious confusion on her face. Maria clearly looked agitated. "Give me a break, I don't work well under pressure." "Come on Ria, why don't you ask me what your locker combination was." Maria gave Liz an annoyed look. "Everyone knew my locker combination remember?! Everyone but me…stupid numbers." She muttered under her breath. "Then what about asking me what day our friend George came to visit you for the first time?" Liz suggested. "God Liz, you of all people should know that everyone in our 9th grade biology class knew when I got my first visit from our friend George." Maria shot Liz an accusatory glare. "Oh yeah……of all days to be wearing white pants." Liz mused thoughtfully. “I know!” Maria spoke up excitedly as her body bounced up and down with the same emotion. “What was the one secret that we were suppose to take to our graves?” Liz thought for a second. “You mean other than the fact that aliens do exist?” “No, no. The other secret.” Maria emphasized. “With Alex……6th grade?….” Seconds passed and suddenly Liz’s face lit up and for the first time in weeks Liz truly smiled. “You know we were sworn never to even mention it amongst ourselves remember?” Giggling began to emanate from Maria as the thoughts began to resurface from the archives of her mind. “Yeah….mama’s boy…” “How did we ever convince Alex to let us dress him up like a girl?” Liz said. She couldn’t help smiling as she thought of that day. “Remember, my mom let me have all of her old make-up to play with so we told him I wanted to become a beautician and that I had already practiced on you and that it was now his turn?” Maria continued with a gleam in her eye. “He really did enjoy all the pampering we did on him remember? We gave him a mud pack facial, deep-conditioned his hair and….and ..” “And then we put periwinkle eye shadow to bring out his eyes and racy red lipstick to make him all sexy…” Liz proceeded. “He was having so much fun and then you got the idea of putting him in one of his mom’s dresses…” Both girls looked at each other, smiled and began to sing in unison. “I so pretty….I so pretty and happy and gay!” Seeing Alex in their mind’s eye dancing about the room reciting the song from West Side Story. Fits of soft laughter began to fill the room. Maria held on to her sides with one hand and her mouth with the other as new tears sprang from her eyes only this time they were from laughter as she fell to her side on the floor. Liz too couldn’t help feeling happy from her nostalgia. It felt good to laugh again. “But…then…he finally…he finally realized the last word he said in that song …and …and he made us…swear on our unborn children that we were to never, EVER mention that day again.” Maria said gasping for air between each chuckle. At the mention of the word “children” Liz’s face became solemn again and she was brought back to her reality. A reality her heart couldn’t forget. One she was determined to change. Maria was finally beginning to breathe normally again when she noticed Liz’s change in demeanor and wondered what had happened that now gave her such a haunted look. “Liz? What’s the matter?” “It’s nothing.” Liz lied. She didn’t want to bring down the air of happiness she had just shared with Maria. It had brought her an escape if only for a few minutes and she would secretly treasure it in her heart. How could she tell her what was on her mind after the delight she had just given her moments before? Why would she burden her best friend with things that she was here to prevent? No. She would enjoy this brief moment of happiness. She didn’t know if she would experience it again while she was here so she pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind. “Why don’t we just go to bed? There’s so much that has to be done tomorrow okay?” “Sure, Liz.” Maria had conveniently shrugged off the sudden shock of what had happened a few minutes before. The secret they shared had told her without a doubt that this was Liz. Liz was always true to her word. Maria knew no one else knew that secret other than Alex. It was something they wouldn’t have told anyone because of their love and respect for him no matter how silly it was. She resigned to talk about what she saw Liz do in the morning. Things would be a lot clearer in the morning and she was getting very tired. Maria leaped from the floor to the bed as Liz slowly rose watching as Maria took her usual spot where she liked to sleep. She made her way to the other side and lay down above the covers. It was just too hot to be under sheets tonight. The bed was soft as both girls got comfortable. Maria went and turned off the light and the room went dark and silent. Liz lay staring at the ceiling as her eyes became accustomed to the blackness. Forcing herself to relax maybe even possibly sleep as Maria adjusted her pillow from under head. Slowly both of their eyelids started to become heavy. “Good night Petunia.” “Night Ria.” End of chapter 3 Okay Everyone! Now the girls will sleep. I jumped the gun when I told you before saying they went to sleep when in reality (yeah, that’s a good one!) Liz went to the bathroom. Liz and Maria will wake up on Saturday. Edited so many times because I finally figured out how to paste the banner. [ edited 5time(s), last at 16-Aug-2002 4:47:20 PM ] |
| posted on 16-Aug-2002 4:50:19 PM by 2crzy4roswell |
| I'm so pathetic.
I self bumping to find my fic!  |
| posted on 17-Aug-2002 12:45:44 AM by 2crzy4roswell |
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~*~ Banner by Borderinsanity ~*~ Hi Everyone! You know I promised to post Saturday but I just couldn’t help it!
Chapter four is long enough that I have cut it into three parts so here is the first part of Chapter four. I never was able to figure out what Liz should wear so I’m not really happy with it. I apologize in advance.
roswellluver, angeleyes, BelevnDreamsToo, mandyhanford – Thank you for coming to read my fic! ccrswll – This is so exciting! I am honored. I love your fic! Every time I finish reading a new part I get to wear big grin on my face all day & require a very cold shower!! They don’t work but at least I’m clean!
Here we go…. ~ Chapter Four ~ "The Meeting" Liz jolted upright from her nightmare. Her body trembled and she was drenched in sweat. Nausea threatened to overtake her and she gasped for air. She closed her eyes as she tried to regain her bearings. Slowly her breathing began to even out and she opened her eyes to see the slight beginnings of light in the horizon from the window and knew it was almost sunrise. Her fitful repose did little to help her. Her body was exhausted so when she finally did succumb to sleep, her nightmares returned. Physically she did get some rest but emotionally she was drained. She supposed she wouldn't be getting peace while she was here anyway. She had a mission to complete. She looked over at Maria's sleeping form next to her and she envied her. How she wished she could rest without having the same images haunt her when she closed her eyes. They're what keep you focused. They keep you from being distracted. "....miles to go before I sleep....miles to go...She softly whispered under her breath. She slid off the bed, picked up her backpack and headed for the closet. She decided she would get dressed and begin the day. The sooner she started the sooner this would all be over. Liz reached the closet just as a knock came from the door. "Maria sweetie. I'm coming in....." Came Amy Deluca's voice just as she opened the door and entered. Liz stealthily hid in the closet behind the small wall and nestled between several hanging pieces of clothing and a pile of shoes. Maria's closet was never organized and there were many things scattered all over the floor. One could hide easily without detection in here. "Maria!" Mrs. Deluca sat on the edge of the bed beside her daughter and gave her a nudge. "Maria sweetheart!" "Huh! What? Mom..... I don't need to work until this afternoon...okay?" Maria's voice was thick with sleep as she turned her back on her mom. "I didn't come in here to wake you up for work. I just wanted to tell you I've got to go to Albuquerque and pick up some more glow-in-the-dark alien key chains and inflatable green aliens. I think I’ll get some blue ones too while I'm there so I'll need to take the car. But first I have to go to the market. We don't have anything to eat. Is there something you want me to pick up while I'm there?" Rubbing her eyes, Maria tried to process what her mother was telling her. "Uh...yeah...buy some shaving cream and some razors. I've got to shave my legs today." "Okay. Can you get Alex to take you to work this afternoon?" Amy questioned. "Sure." "How did you sleep last night? Did you get to talk to Liz?" Maria sat up suddenly and looked about the room. Was it just a dream she had last night? Did Liz really come through her window? Her eyes scanned her bedroom for signs that would help her decide if it was imagined or not. "Uh, yeah...Liz says she's not coming back until August and… I had the strangest dream..." Amy rose from the bed and casually made her way toward the door. "Oh really? I'd love to hear it sweet pea but I've got to go now before it gets any later. I want to be back by this evening. I don't like to leave you in the house alone. Okay?" "Kay." Maria said as she lay back down, working her way back to sleep. "Why don't you get up and take a shower. Enjoy the morning before you have to go to work. Call Alex and do something. You shouldn't sleep your summer away." Amy said not waiting for a response from her daughter and left the room closing the door behind her. Maria lay on her bed wondering if she had eaten something that didn't agree with her last night. She was told that was what usually triggered strange dreams. Well whatever it was she decided she would avoid it the next time around. She really did miss Liz but man did her dream seem real. No matter, sixty-thirty in the morning was just too early for her to get up and she still felt very tired. She'd call Alex later, much later, maybe in a couple of hours or so as she drifted back to sleep. Liz stayed in the closet listening to Maria and her mother talk. Liz hadn't considered Maria's mom taking the car. This posed a problem. How were she and Maria supposed to get to Michael's place now? She couldn't ask Alex to come pick her up right after picking up Isabel. They would have too many questions and would want answers before getting to Michael's. She had no intention of telling this story twice. They couldn't take the bus. She didn't want to bring any more attention to herself than necessary. No matter how much of a disguise she wore, there was always a chance that someone would recognize her. She couldn't allow that. No. She would have to figure out something and something soon. Liz then heard the Jetta backing out of the driveway and then driving down the street. She slipped out quietly from her hiding place and peeked out to find Maria was still laying in bed with her back to her. Liz sighed and began to make her way back to Maria's bed, sitting at the edge just where Amy was a few minutes ago. Liz nudged Maria. "Maria? Oh Maria." "Mom...I'll get up in just a little bit okay?" Maria said annoyed thinking that her mother was bothering her again. Did she forget to tell me something or is she just trying to annoy me? "Ria, please get up." Liz said again. Maria recognized Liz's voice this time and for the second time this morning she shot up in her bed. "Oh my god! It wasn't a dream was it? That really happened last night!" She stared at Liz beside her. "Yes, Maria. Last night really happened. Listen, we don't have much time. We need to get Alex, Isabel and Sheriff Valenti to Michael's place and we've got to do this without Max, Kyle and Tess knowing about it. Now your mom is going to be taking the Jetta out of town which leaves us with no car to get to Michael's." Maria listened and tried to once again process everything that was being told to her by Liz in her sleep-induced mind. It just seemed to be too early to be thinking, just too early, especially on summer vacation. "Am I ever going to get some sleep?" Maria said mainly to herself. "Plenty of time to sleep later" Liz unthinking answered with the same tone. "Maria. Why don't you go jump in the shower and I'll get dressed. Then maybe by the time your mom comes back we would have figured a way to get to Michael's." Maria nodded and figured she wasn't going to be getting anymore sleep this morning. Shock of what had happened last night, that indeed it was a reality was starting to sink in. She hopped off her bed and casually sauntered over to the dresser to get what she needed as Liz stood up and headed back to the closet to pick out an outfit. Maria turned to head out of her room towards the bathroom and when she reached the door, she turned around to look at Liz. "You're going to explain all of this when we get to Michael's right?" Liz turned to Maria. "Yes, I'll explain everything when we get to Michael's." ******************** After Maria's shower, Liz had her call Alex and convince him to call Isabel. He needed to get her out of the house and to Michael's place in an hour without Max being suspicious. Then Liz had her do the same with Sheriff Valenti. It was important that Kyle not suspect anything. As Maria set the phone down, she looked at Liz. "Okay. Sheriff Valenti said that Kyle won't suspect a thing. He's putting his uniform on so if he wakes up he'll think he's heading for work." Liz stood in front of Maria wearing a tie-dye top. The colors aqua, pink, yellow, orange and green swirled around from the center on out. She wore faded blue jeans that were cut at the calf and the matching psychedelic pattern from her shirt adorned the bottom edges of the pants. She wore high heel leather strap sandals as Maria looked at her and smiled. "I never would have thought you to wear that outfit. My Liz, aren't we being adventuresome!" "That's just it Maria. No one would suspect me, Liz Parker, to be wearing an outfit like this." "That's just it Liz. You still look like-" Maria's voice cut off when Liz took both palms of her hands and placed them on the top of her forehead where her hairline began and swept her fingers all the way through her hair instantly becoming a platinum blonde. She did the same to her eyebrows by placing her two index fingers on the bridge of her nose where her eyebrows began and made an outward sweeping motion. She then placed the palms her hands over her closed eyelids therewith removing them revealing to Maria her once chocolate brown eyes were now hazel. Maria sat on her bed with her mouth agape, unable to speak, she just continued staring at the newly transformed Liz. "What do you think Maria? Will anybody recognize me now?" Maria's head shook and no sound came from her mouth. She couldn't believe it! She finally had nothing to say. Moments past and Maria finally shook herself out of her stupor and found her voice. "How did you do that Liz?" "I'll explain everything when we get to Michael's. I promise. Now we've got to figure out how we are going to get there without a car?" "We can still use the car. I'll just ask my mom to borrow it really quick telling her that I need to get something at your place before she heads out, instead I'll take you to Michael's. I'll have her drop me off at the park that's near his place and tell her I'm meeting Alex there for a picnic. She already mentioned before she went to the market that I should do something with Alex today. It won't be a lie. I'll still be seeing him." Maria offered. "Okay. Let's do it." *********************** Standing in front of Michael's place Liz stood near his front doorway wearing dark sunglasses waiting for Maria to arrive. She had slipped out Maria's bedroom window when Mrs. Deluca returned from the market. Maria helped her mom with the groceries and gave her cover story they spoke of earlier as Liz slipped silently into the back seat of the Jetta with her black backpack slung securely on her back. She slumped to the floor and waited for Maria to return with the keys. The less of her that was seen around town the better. It was still early as Liz stood there looking around the apartment complex. The sun was starting to beat down and it was going to be another hot day. She tried to knock at the door but hesitated. She knew she should just do it and wait for the others to arrive inside but facing Michael alone right now hurt too much. The nightmare was still too fresh in her mind and the pain in her stomach caused her to wrap her arms around herself. If she was having trouble with Michael what was she going to do when she saw Max? She stood there trying to calm the despondency that was threatening her when she saw Maria walking in her direction. "Why aren't you inside?" Maria asked in a whispered tone when she reached Liz. "I didn't want to go in until you came." Liz didn't want explain more so she left it at that. "Liz, Michael is not going to be happy when he sees me. I was hoping you were already in there talking to him, you know, maybe helping him realize what an ass he is for the way he's been treating me lately." "Michael loves you." Liz said matter-of-factly. "That's what he said but he has a strange way of showing it." *Flashback* "He wouldn't leave Liz. I tried to do pull him up, tried to get him to come with us but he wouldn't leave her. I couldn't carry him and…” Max's eyes were filled with unshed tears as he spoke. His body was ridged and the haunted expression on his face was telling her he was reliving that night all over again in his mind. "Max...” Liz began. Max turned to hold her in his arms. He held her tightly like a man who was lost, trembling. "He couldn't leave her....” He got hurt real bad and Kyle had Isabel and I had...” He choked down the tight lump in his throat. "He loved her Liz. He love her so much...so much...More than his own life." *End of Flashback* Maria stared at Liz as she had faded out again. It scared her when she did that remembering last night. She wondered what Liz was thinking that would make her simply fade away. She had never seen Liz do it before. Well except when she thought of Max but usually when she did that she had that daydreamer look on her face. She could always tell when she was thinking of Max. But the look on Liz's face was one that alarmed her. She only hoped it still wasn't because of Max that was making her have that expression. It broke her heart and she wished she could help her best friend. "Come on, Lizzie. Let's go inside." Maria wrapped her arm around Liz and guided her closer to the door. They were the first to arrive at Michael's place. Maria began banging at his front door when Michael angrily answered it. He found Maria standing there sulking with her arms crossed in front of her. Michael's face flashed of annoyance. He had been sleeping when she began knocking and awoke abruptly to hear the pounding at his door. He was about to make a comment when Liz appeared from behind Maria. He was shocked but managed to speak. "Liz...so blonde, huh?" Liz stared at him, gave him a weak smile and entered his apartment heading toward the kitchen. "Can it, Spaceboy. We're here on official business." Maria said as she passed him to enter his apartment. She walked into Michael's small living room and sat down on the couch. "What?!" Michael said irritably as he rubbed his face and hair with the palm of his hand. He wondered if maybe he was still sleeping and this was just a dream. If I'm still sleeping then this is definitely a nightmare. "Better not close that door yet, Guerin. Alex and Isabel will be here any minute." "What the-" Michael's sentence was cut short when Isabel and Alex came walking into his apartment. "Alright, what's going on here?" Isabel said looking around the room and placing her purse on the coffee table then sitting on Michael's recliner. "Alex calls me up and says we should have breakfast together and talk. Then tells me in the car that we've got to go to Michael's....” Isabel stopped and spied the back of a blonde in the kitchen who is preparing coffee. "And who is the surfer girl in the kitchen?" At that Sheriff Valenti strolled in holding a bright pink box containing donuts. "Morning everyone. What's going on here that has everyone up this early on a Saturday morning?" He said as he took his sunglasses off and looked at everyone in the living room. "Hell, if I know" Michael ranted as he began to close the door then stopped suddenly. "Is that it? Or is Max, Tess and Kyle on their way here too?" He said sarcastically as he directed his question at Maria. "Nope. That's it. You can close the door now." Maria answered. Jim was walking into the small living space with the rest of the group and placed the pink box on the coffee table when he asked. "Why aren’t Max and Tess coming? What's going on?" He then stood next to the recliner that Isabel sat in. Alex had found a seat next to Maria on the couch. "Because right now Max, Kyle and Tess can't know about this." Liz said calmly. Looking briefly at everyone who had gathered around Michael's small living room before going to the cupboard to remove coffee mugs. "Liz? Is that you?" Alex said with apparent shock written all over his face when he recognized her voice. Everyone in the room but Maria and Michael stood still dumbfounded when Alex realized who was in the kitchen. They were all staring at a blonde Liz casually making coffee. "Yes. Alex that's Liz and yeah she's blonde." Maria informed her other best friend. Liz set the coffee mugs on the counter and began walking into the living room as Michael closed the door and followed behind her. She stood in the center of the room and looked at each one before she began to talk. Split second expressions bounced off of Liz's face each time she turned to look at each individual in the room - Jim, Isabel, Maria, Michael, and then Alex. Liz's eyes became misty when her eyes set upon Alex then her body hardened and she steeled herself again. No one said a word as they stared intently at her. "By now, all of you have many questions and I'll try to answer them all as much as I can. The first question you guys probably have is what am I doing here when I suppose to be in Florida right?” "Well that's one question." Alex said still staring. "That and why you're a blonde in what is apparently Maria's clothes. Are you wearing contacts?" Liz smirked. "That's easy enough to answer. I didn't want anyone to know who I was. As far as everyone is concerned I'm still in Florida and I want to keep it that way. And no, Alex I'm not wearing contacts." "When did you get back and why don't you want anyone to know?" Alex shot another question at her. "What do you mean you're not wearing contacts? I know that's not you're real eye color." Liz desperately tried to restrain herself. She was having a conversation with Alex. A real conversation, unlike the one-sided ones she had had over the years in her mind. She wanted to reach out and hug him. Tell him she missed him all of these years and not a day went by that she didn't think of him. How she was sorry for not being able to save him. But how could she? No one in this room knew of what had happened to Alex except for her. She was the only one who knew the future; she was from the future. This was one of the reasons why she was here. She knew it was going to be difficult but it was a small price she was willing to pay to make sure that history would not repeat itself. "I got back yesterday. And only the people in this room can know I'm back. Nobody. Not Kyle, not Tess. Especially not Max." Liz wanted to tell Alex everything. It was torture for her. She just wanted to blurt it all out and tell him everything but she knew that by the end of this meeting he and the others would have all the answers to their questions. She would tell them everything even if it took all day. "Why? Why can't Max know?" Isabel spoke. She looked at Liz wondering. She didn't like keeping secrets especially from Max. Their secret they shared together from their parents was already eating at her soul. She wanted so desperately to tell them. In her heart she knew they would accept her but her mind said otherwise. Her life was one lie after another. She wondered if she even wanted to know the truth anymore. After so many years of telling lies, would the truth seem more alien than her? "Because...I don't think they're ready to know about this yet." Liz lied. It was just an excuse. It was her that wasn't ready. She didn't think she could function if she saw Kyle, Tess and Max here. She needed to be thinking clearly and it was too much too soon for her fragile heart. She would need time to recoup then she would meet with them. Then she would have the strength to face them again. "Soon, Iz. Just not yet." As she met Isabel's questioning eyes. Liz stood with her arms crossed at her chest. She brought one arm down and with her other hand began rubbing her opposite forearm protectively braced herself for what she was about to say. "I know this may be hard to believe but right now the 16-year-old me is in Florida. I am 28 years old and I've come back from the year 2012." With that comment she received strange and bewildered looks from all in the room as she continued. "I've come back to set things right. To make sure that what happened in my timeline does not happen again. I asked you to come here because I can't do this alone. I'll need your help. There are certain things that need to be done and timing is of the essence. If this plan works, then we will have changed the future...all of our futures...allowing us to have the future we deserved." Liz looked around at everyone. Michael had been listening intently and pacing part of the floor behind his couch when he stopped. "And why should we believe you?" Michael said accusingly. "You may not even be Liz! You could be like one of our enemies, some sort of shapeshifter or something to look like Liz." By this time he had walked right up in her face. His hot breath puffed as he towered over her in an attempt of intimidation. Liz looked up into his eyes and they began a staring war. Maria suddenly broke the tension when she began giggling remembering last night in her head. "Oh boy, this is going to be fun." She said way too loud. Liz smiled. She too remembered last night as she and everyone else in the room turned to look at Maria after her comment. "Michael's right." Liz said as she looked around at everyone's face. "Why should you believe me? I just gave you some crazy story about being from the future." Liz's eyes glazed slightly as she went back to look at Michael, her mind involuntarily slipping into the past. "Always in protector mode...Always wanting to know about your enemies before they know you... Realizing that she was regressing, Liz shook herself out of her self-induced daze and continued. "What kind of proof do you want?" End of Chapter four Okay everyone. I’ll post Chapter 4A tomorrow. ~Goodnight [ edited 5time(s), last at 14-Sep-2002 1:15:31 AM ] |
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~*~ Banner by Borderinsanity ~*~ Hello Everyone! I hope you are enjoying my story. Well as much as you can, knowing Liz’s future really sucks (or sucked) But Liz is here to fix everything remember? Don’t forget that! That’s why I wrote this story to fix everything that got screwed up.
*As I sing that song from the ‘Pirate Movie’ at the top of my lungs!!! “GIVE ME A HAPPY ENDING…EVVVERRRY…TIME!! WE’LL KISS AND MAKE UP THAT’S A VERY HEALTHY SI…GN! Oh dear! I think I just dated myself here!
You people might not remember that movie. I saw it a thousand times when it came out in theaters that summer and my dad didn’t know what to do with us ‘cause he had my brother & me on the weekends so he would take us to the movies. It was in the good ole days when they let you sit in the theater all day so we would see the same movie like three times. I even bought the album. It starred Christopher Atkins (he was famous for being in the Blue Lagoon with Brooke Shields). I so had a crush on him! And the female star was…OMG! I forgot her name! Well anyway, if any of you guys had seen that movie, it ends with everyone singing that song! There’s a point here, a method to my madness (Buddha! I hope there’s a method), a reason for my babbling (I hope). What I was trying to get at is ‘IN THE END – THERE IS A HAPPY ENDING’ BelevnDreamsToo – I wrote the above to reassure you. Okay?
Breathless – One of your questions will be answered in this part & the other on the next part![tougue] RoswellLady, Cermel – Hi guys! I’m so excited!! I can’t wait to find out what’s going to happen next too! You see my characters have a taken on a life of their own. I already have written the entire story in my head and many chapters are already completed but Max & the gang have ideas of their own. As a matter of fact, that’s just what happened last night. So I’m writing like mad. It’s hysterical!
SansuCry – *Laughing* You’re right, it is tomorrow. Okay! I was planning on posting later but you know what? Here it is. I’m now going to take my kids to go see ‘The Power Puff Girls – The Movie’ “Help me!” But I will be rewarded by reading your new part when I get back! And you’re right - Zan, Linkin Park, and Lifehouse: Were the Only Good Things About Roswell Season Two.
Here’s the next part…. ~ Chapter 4A ~ “The Meeting Too” Liz’s reaction threw Michael off and he froze staring at her unable to speak. “She’s been doing that since last night. You’d think I’d have gotten used to it by now.” Maria said from her spot on the couch as she stared at Liz. Michael turned his head to look at Maria with a questioned look on his face then returned his gaze back to Liz. He didn’t know what to think. He was trying to process everything that had just happened since he was abruptly awoken from his slumber. His mind was going in a hundred different directions and they were all screaming at him that this didn’t sound right. It smelled like a set up. Of all the people to be coming back from the future, why Liz, and was future time travel possible? And if it was then why didn’t he come back or Max? She could be one of their enemies that Max’s mom spoke of that day at the pod chamber. But why would they shape shift into Liz? Was she here to split them up? Divide and conquer? A voice interrupted his thoughts. “She really is Liz - Michael. She proved it to me last night.” “How?” Michael's head whipped to look at her. Maria’s eyes twinkled and a goofy smile appeared on her face as she looked at Alex then at Liz and returned her focus back to Michael. “It’s a secret. Just another one I have to take to my grave.” She answered sarcastically. “Huh?” Michael was more confused and irritated than ever. Was he ever going to get an answer that he would understand? Alex listened to the conversation that was going on around him and when Maria shot a glance at him and then back at Liz with that look on her face and that comment, Alex turned a thousand shades of red. He knew what they were talking about. “I believe Liz is who she says she is. If Maria believes she’s Liz then I believe her.” Alex said. “Why? Because Maria said so?” Isabel shot back. “Yes.” Alex looked at Isabel with compassion in his eyes. “Our mother said that we would know-” Isabel began. “Our enemies from the evil within.” Liz finished the sentence as she looked at Isabel and then back to Michael. Isabel froze. Would their enemies know what her mother had said? Liz was in the pod chamber that day when they heard her speak to them. Could she really be Liz? “Liz, let Isabel and Michael touch you, give them a flash or something to show that you really are who you say you are.” Maria offered. Both Isabel and Michael stiffened. What would they see when they touch her? What kind of flashes would they get? Fear spread across Isabel and Michael’s face but then Michael straighten his shoulders back and gave his best impression of ‘I can do this’ and steadied himself. “Is that the only way for her to prove that she is Liz?” The sheriff spoke for the first time since Liz began her speech about the future. He wasn’t sure if the woman he was looking at was really Liz. So much had happened to him in the last several weeks including a second chance with his son. And now a woman who resembled, only slightly, like an older version of Liz was standing in front of him. There stood a blonde haired woman with hazel eyes in a very teenager looking outfit but she didn’t look like a teenager. Her figure gave shape of a woman with full hips, possibly a woman who had given birth to children? There were multiple scars on her legs and he gathered that there might be more under that long sleeve shirt she was wearing. It seemed too hot to be wearing long sleeves. He noticed other things too. As a sheriff he was trained to see all of these things that John Q. Public wouldn’t look for. Her disguise was very good, one that came from years of practice. His mind tried desperately to make sense of it all. Could this person really be Liz from the future? What had happened there that incited Liz to return? “There has to be another way, right?” He questioned hoping to gather more information before making his decision. Liz looked at the sheriff then Isabel then Michael. “Yes there is.” She then turned and went to retrieve her backpack she had left near the kitchen and returned to the living room setting it on the coffee table. Everyone watched warily. She used her powers to reverse what she did to the zipper tags the night before and began to unzip her bag as everyone gasped except Maria. “Liz can’t do what you just did.” Alex pointed at the bag as he exclaimed from his spot on the couch. “Can she?” He looked at Maria questioningly. “It had something to do with Max healing her” Maria reassured him. “Right Liz?” “Yes.” As she took out an old faded black journal from her bag. Michael’s eyes locked on the book. It looked like the one he took from Liz months ago from her room but this one looked old and dull. Liz began to recite her words. “September 23rd. Journal entry one. I’m Liz Parker and five days ago I died. After that, things really got weird…It wasn’t smart for me to write all those things down, was it?” She stared at Michael trying to gauge his body language. “You know that now.” Michael said as he looked from the book to Liz. “I put you guys in an awful spot. Roswell’s not exactly the town you want to be unique in, if you know what I mean. You have to know who your friends are.” “It’s nice to know we have at least one friend in this town.” Michael paused remembering that night when he confronted Liz about her journal at the CrashDown. No one else was there but the two of them. They became closer that night. It was the beginning of a friendship, one with trust. They shared a secret. He had told no one, not even Maria. Michael knew Liz also had told no one, not even Max. He then looked back at Liz and snorted. “Thanks for giving me one more reason to envy Max Evans.” Liz smiled. She could see he believed her. At least for the moment. She would gain his complete trust eventually. She needed a friend in this town. And gaining Michael’s was the first step. She knew she had Maria’s trust and to a degree, she had Alex’s. Now she needed to gain Isabel’s. It had taken her years to get close to Isabel. They finally did become close and she was after all her sister-in-law. Well, at least not yet in this timeline. But Liz had hope that she would be again. She clung to that hope. It was all she had right now. Hope she could convince the people in this room to help her. She knew once she gained Isabel’s confidence Jim hopefully would soon follow. Maria, Alex, Jim and Isabel watched the exchange between Michael and Liz. “What was that all about?” Isabel asked confused as she stared at her brother’s friend and the girl he loved. Michael took his attention off of Liz and gave it to Isabel. “I believe her.” He sighed heavily. “For now.” “Okay. Let’s assume we do believe that you’re Liz. Is time travel even possible?” Isabel questioned. “All right. We’re told that there really are aliens ‘Among Us’ and you question time travel?” Maria shot back her remark to Isabel. “She’s got a point there.” Alex chimed in. “Fine then.” Isabel backed off slightly. “How did you get here?” Jim wanted to know taking his cowboy hat off his head and placing it on headrest of the recliner. “Granilith.” “What?” Everyone asked in unison. “The granilith. Oh, That’s right you haven’t found it yet.” Liz said as she opened her old, faded journal and leafed through the pages. “Isabel doesn’t find it until her birthday surp……” Liz stopped and looked up from her journal to look at the people in the room. “Sorry. I’m jumping ahead here. The granilith belongs to the Royal Four or those wanting to rule Antar. It has an enormous amount of power, and we were able to modify it to artificially create a tear in time space.” “When you say ‘we’ you mean….” Isabel inquired. “You, me, Max, Michael, Kyle but mostly Serena. She’s the one that did most of the work.” Liz said looking at Isabel then at the others. “Who Serena?” Alex asked. “Um, she’s a friend. We’ll meet her soon enough.” Liz said vaguely. There was so much to be told but there was so little time. “You said Kyle helps. How is that possible?” Jim wanted to know about his son’s involvement in all of this. “Kyle will start developing powers too.” Liz said looking at the sheriff gauging his reaction to her response. “The powers we possess are actually things that the human mind can do. Remember what Nasedo said Michael? That our brains are incredible machines that we haven’t begun to use? Michael nodded. “Michael, Isabel, Max and Tess were engineered and given the capacity to do everything that the human mind is capable of. You were just programmed to be several thousand years ahead of mankind so when Max healed me and Kyle, he kind of jump started the evolutionary process in our brains. So there are some things we are better at than others because of our personalities traits.” “Huh?” Maria was confused. “What do you mean because of your personalities traits?” “Well, ” Liz said looking at Michael. “Michael here tends to get frustrated easily so he’s really good at blowing things up and being second in command has something to do with it too. Don’t worry Michael, in the future you become a pro at controlling your powers.” She turned to glance at Isabel. “Max is always trying to fix things so he’s the healer. The Royal Seal gives him other gifts too, him being king and all.” “And me?” Isabel asked not sure if she wanted Liz to really answer. Liz sighed heavily. “You dream walk because you need insight into people’s minds. You’re scared because you’re different. You don’t want to be different. Getting into people’s dreams helps you cope with your insecurities, so do speak.” Liz looked at Isabel apologetically. She shouldn’t have said what she said. She knew Isabel hated feeling vulnerable and she did just that. She just gave Isabel one more reason for keeping her distance. Nice going Liz. “And Kyle?” Jim said ignoring Isabel’s look on her face. He was curious about his son. “Well. Jim you have to know your son’s personality.” Liz smirked and said no more. “You’re not going to tell us are you?” Alex said narrowing his eyes at Liz. ~ End of Chapter 4A ~ Chapter 4B will be posted on Sunday. [ edited 4time(s), last at 18-Aug-2002 9:58:52 PM ] |
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~*~ Banner by Borderinsanity ~*~ Hello Everyone! I’m back! Angel eyes – Welcome!
Breathless – I hope you liked how I described their powers and their personalities. I hope it doesn’t sound too hokie! I just always felt that is how they expressed themselves. You know, look at Tess! She mind-warped people! She made people believe things that were never there! So she was a manipulative *bleep!* I’m glad you liked how Liz convinced Michael. I’m kind of proud of that ‘bonding’ moment between Mi/L!
SarahWhitman – You will get your wish on Wednesday!
BelevnDreamsToo – quote:*Shifting comfortably, finding the floor extremely fascinating* You will get your last question answered in this part.
SansuCry – So sorry! I saw that someone bumped your fic to page one & I thought you posted a new part. Just wishful thinking that’s all!
mrsjbehr, mandyhanford – Thank you for the bumps!
Wench On A Leash – WOW! Loved your long fb! I’m dancing on air! We’re getting there, little by little. It won’t be too long before Liz will tell us what happened! Okay Everyone, I don’t know if this part warrants a tissue warning. You read it. Tell me and I will put one up! I still need a picture of what Jason looked like in the ‘Shipping News’ Does anyone have a suggestion? On with the show….. ~ Chapter 4B ~ “The Meeting Continues” Liz gave a wicked grin. “That’s not what’s important right now. I need you guys to help me change the future. What we need here has to be precise and surgical.” Liz commanded. “What happened in the future Liz? What happened that was so bad that you needed to come back?” Jim voiced. “And why you Liz? Of all the people to return, why you? Why wasn’t it me or Isabel or even Max who came back?” Michael threw out. “Why didn’t you come before you got shot or even before Max was captured? You of all people know what they did to him Liz. Why didn’t you come before they took him?” Isabel’s voice wavered slightly as she looked at Liz with much hurt in her eyes. Liz tried with every cell in her body to keep from breaking down. With each question it felt like she was being punched in the gut and all the air left her lungs. Isabel’s question was the final blow and her heart broke again. How is it possible for my heart to be broken again when there isn’t anymore left to break? She struggled within herself to keep from retreating back to her nightmare she called her life. Reliving it would only make her feel the hurt, the pain, and the suffering again and she had enough regret to last two lifetimes. She didn’t have time for that right now. She had to concentrate on the task at hand. With new resolve Liz turned to look at Isabel, fresh unshed tears threatened to fall as she desperately tried to blink them away. “I wanted to….” She gave a chuckle. “I just didn’t have…time…to change the date. It happened so fast. I just didn’t have time to change the date.” It sounded funny saying she didn’t have time. She paused letting what she said sink in as everyone in the room sat in silence. Maria watched as the barrage of questions were thrown at Liz mercilessly and saw how each one affected her. With each question it seemed to inflict more and more pain on her, and she couldn’t take it anymore. She rose from the couch and went to stand by her friend. “You guys are asking too many questions too fast. Can’t you see what you’re doing to her? Can’t you imagine what she must have gone through to get here? You guys didn’t see how she looked last night so back off a little, okay?” Maria said defensively then hugged Liz. “It’s okay Lizzie. I’m here. I’ve got your back.” Alex watched Maria stand by Liz and say those words to the group. Alex had known Liz since the fifth grade and they had been the best of friends. They had been through a lot together especially within the last few months. He trusted Liz with his life and she always came to him when she needed help, now she needed his support. There were still so many questions but right now all he knew was that his friend needed him and he would be there for her. Alex stood and walked toward his two childhood friends. Maria pulled away from Liz as Alex came toward them and she gave him a small smile. Alex stopped and stood in front of Liz. He looked at Maria, smiled back at her and then looked at Liz. “Lizzie, I’m here too. I’ve got your back too.” He hugged her. “I’m not going anywhere.” Liz had seen Maria get up, heard her words and felt Maria’s hug. Through her numbness that she was feeling, a spark of gratitude surfaced and she was glad she still had Maria’s trust but when Alex stood and started walking toward her, time slowed. She watched him as he got up from his seat and as if frame-by-frame she watched him begin to close the distance between them, as her eyes got wider. *Flashback* Valenti’s voice: “There's been an accident. Alex is dead.” …………… ……………“I think you should all go home now.” “Oh my God!” “Come on, I'll take you home.” Liz focuses on Max’s hand that is now covered in Alex’s blood. Through her haze she sees him looking helplessly at his hand. “Max. Go after her.” “Liz-” “Yeah. Go after her, Max.” *End of flashback* All of a sudden he was standing in front of her and Maria. There stood Alex, just arms length from her. His eyes shining with tenderness. *Flashback* Maria’s voice: “Amazing grace, how sweet the sound. That saved a wrench like me….” Her voice cracks as she stifles a sob. One after another they lay a red rose on Alex’s coffin. Slowly they begin to lower it into the ground and handfuls of dirt are tossed on the top of his casket. *End of flashback* And then he hugged her. His long arms wrapped around her and she could smell him. Fresh, clean Alex. Then she heard his words. “I’m not going anywhere.” Liz broke down. How could she stay strong while Alex hugged her? She swung her arms around him and held on. “He’s not dead. He’s NOT dead He’s NOT DEAD.” Her mind kept chanting over and over. She hugged him tighter as if he would simply vanish just like in her dreams. How many times had she wished, over the years, that she could have hugged him one last time but now, now her wish had come true. Here she was hugging him and he was hugging her back. He was solid, no illusion this time. He was really here with her and she swore that this time, fates be damned, she would NOT allow harm to come to Alex. Her very real, very alive Alex. Her body shook with the intensity of her cries and tears she thought she no longer had, were streaming down her face soaking Alex’s soft grey shirt. Alex held her. He didn’t understand what had made her so upset but he continued to hold her. Softly whispering reassures in her ear, soothingly rubbing his hands up and down her back until Maria came to his assistance and the both of them guided her to the couch. Michael stood there feeling uncomfortable on how the situation had become. Liz fell apart in Alex’s arms. Had he did that? Did he and Isabel really make Liz cry? He looked at Isabel who was frozen at what was happening in front of her. She didn’t even notice Michael’s questioning look. Michael felt compelled to do something. He couldn’t just stand here and watch her cry. But do what? Then suddenly he stalked out of the living room and down the hall. He appeared moments later with a towel in his hand as he walked toward the threesome on his couch. He stood in front of them and threw his arm out that contained the towel he retrieved from his bathroom. “Here use this.” Liz’s cries slowed somewhat and she lifted her face to see what Michael had handed her. Tear streaked cheeks; a red runny nose and swollen blood-shot eyes greeted Michael. “Thank you.” She whispered as she took the large velvety towel in one hand while her other arm still firmly wrapped around Alex’s waist. She had no intention of letting go of Alex anytime soon, if ever. She wiped her face as one last sniffle escaped. Liz moved closer to Alex just short of sitting on his lap then looked up at Michael. No one knew why she had crumbled. She was embarrassed that she had made such a scene. She was able to keep her emotions in check when Alex was sitting on the couch and she stayed a good distance from him but when he hugged her and spoke those words to her, she could no longer keep them bottled up and she lost control and she didn’t like losing control. Liz didn’t even know how long she’d been crying; she had lost track of time. Slowly she left her self-deprecating thoughts and decided to return to the questions that were left unanswered, due to her emotional outburst. “Max did come to me from 14 years from my future, Michael. He came in October of this year from my timeline. In his timeline our enemies took over Earth. He came to me for help. He trusted me to help him but it didn’t work. I did what future Max wanted me to do, and we were rewarded by having our enemies attack sooner. This time we’re going to do this right. The reason why I came back was it was my name that was picked. My name was the one that got pulled out of the hat. Luck of the draw.” Liz said as she stared at Michael. Michael looked at Liz’s face. It seemed like she was holding something back. He could tell by the look on her face. She was trying to hide something. He waited hoping she would continue but then realized. “Brown eyes.” “What?” Maria questioned looking at Michael. “Brown eyes. You had hazel eyes when you arrived here.” Maria looked at Liz’s eyes. “He’s right Liz. Your eyes are brown again.” “Oh” was all Liz said. “What happened?” Isabel wanted to know as she came closer to the couch and sat on the coffee table. “Why did your eyes change back to brown?” Liz breaking down in front of her, in front of everyone, had Isabel wondering what had just happened. She felt a tinge of guilt believing she was an accomplice to Liz’s present state and when she saw Michael storm out of the room, Isabel thought he finally had enough. But when he went down the hall and not the door, she became confused. Where was Michael going? “God, he’s going to the bathroom! Of all the times to decide he has to pee!” Her thoughts were squashed when seconds later as he reappeared with a large hunter green towel balled up in his hand. It was one of a whole set she had bought him as a house warming present and there he was offering it to Liz. Isabel was torn between newfound respect and utter annoyance for Michael not having at least one box of tissues in his place. “I guess I should be glad he didn’t bring a roll of toilet paper to Liz instead of the towel.” Liz looked at the group that was now tightly circled around her. Even Jim had gotten closer and was looking apologetically at her next to Michael in a squatting position with his left forearm resting on his thigh and his other outstretched on the cushion of the couch near Maria to be eye level with the group. “It takes a lot of energy to keep the changes. I’m just tired that’s all. I haven’t slept very well in a while. I can’t remember when I ate last, not that I have been hungry.” Liz said as she sat playing with towel with her free hand that lay on her lap. “Well then it’s a good thing I bought those donuts on my way here.” The sheriff replied. “How about some coffee with them, huh?” He said as he stood up and made his way to the kitchen where the smell of fresh brew coffee was starting to fill the air. Isabel reached for the pink box and opened it offering an assortment of pastries to Liz. Liz grabbed one and slowly took a small bite as everyone else took a donut for himself or herself. “Do you want anything in your coffee Liz? Milk? Sugar?” Jim asked from the kitchen. “I don’t have any sugar and I ran out of milk yesterday.” Michael informed the sheriff. “Well then I guess it’ll just have to be black then.” Jim responded as he poured the dark aromatic liquid into two cups of the many that were on the counter. “Jim?” Liz looked up at the handsome sheriff with bright blue eyes serving coffee. “Could you bring the Tabasco sauce when you bring the coffee, please?” Everyone motion stilled at Liz’s comment and they all sat and stared at her. “What?” Liz said looking at the people who were staring at her. “You want Tabasco sauce?… In your coffee?” Isabel questioned with visible confusion and interest on her face. “I said I was from the future not from another planet. I been living with you guys for the last ten years, don’t you think some things would have rubbed off on me after awhile?” Liz said sarcastically as Jim brought a cup of coffee and a half-emptied bottle of the requested sauce and handed it to Liz. “Thanks.” Liz said as she placed her doughnut on the towel on her lap and took the contents from Jim’s hands. “Michael could you please remove the top for me… please?” Michael dumbly did as he was told and then watched Liz give the bottle three good downward shakes into her coffee. Jim returned with a coffee mug of his own and a spoon he found in a drawer and handed it to Liz. Liz took the spoon, stirred her coffee and took a small sip and swallowed the hot liquid giving a satisfied look on her face. “I can’t take it as strong as you guys like it but nevertheless it’s still good.” “Alright, that is just too freaky for me.” Maria commented as she took the sauce away from Liz and placed in on the small table in front of her. Liz picked up her donut and took another small bite. “Thanks again for the towel Michael.” “No problem. I would have brought you a roll of toilet paper but I’m out of that too.” “Oh god! It figures!” Isabel said as she rolled her eyes and stood up, heading to the kitchen to get some coffee of her own. Everyone ate silently lost in their own thought when Alex spoke. “So what happens now Liz?” Four pair of eyes looked at Liz searching for answers that only she could give. End of Chapter 4B Come back on Wednesday for Chapter five folks! I’ll have a nice long one for you. [ edited 2time(s), last at 18-Aug-2002 10:13:59 PM ] |
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~*~ Banner by Borderinsanity ~*~ mandyhanford - Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy BIRTH-DAY DEAR Mandy!!! Happy birthday to YOU!!! Hope you like this new chapter. I posted this in two parts because of length. My gift to you!
BelevnDreamsToo – Sorry, I’ll go back & put a Super-sappy Tissue-Warning in! Angel eyes - Thank you! SansuCry – Talk about tissue warning!! Girl, I’m still trying to recover from your last part of ‘Eyes of Fear’. More changes of color coming at ya! Yup, I can’t wait to find out what her plan is too!
Tabasco Liz - Welcome! Venus_star2.com – You found my fic! I made you cry? Sorry.
Breathless – Poor Liz couldn’t keep her defensive walls up for too long, not with Alex. I don’t know what Liz is going to say to anybody, she hasn’t told me yet! I’m really enjoying writing Michael, he’s blast to write! And thank you about the powers/personality reassurance! * sigh *
RoswellLady – I guess I didn’t realize how sad that flashback was. Sorry. Thank you for your praises!
Okay everyone, I’ve cranked up the intensity up a notch on this chapter. Let me know what guys think. ~ Chapter Five ~ “Close Encounters of the Max Kind” The Evans’ house ~ Saturday, July 7, 2000 Max stood in front of his closet finishing the last button on his navy blue shirt. He reached for his work vest from the UFO Center and began the same ritual. He stared at himself in the mirror absent-mindedly not really looking at himself. He was thinking of Liz again. His mind kept playing that same scene over and over in his head like a broken record of what happened that day at the pod chamber when he, Isabel, Michael and Tess finally got the message from their real mother. The hurt look on Liz’s face was like being stabbed in the heart with a knife. He had told her that everything he said before when they were hiding in the abandon van was still true. Her voice echoed in his mind. “Max, you have a destiny. You just heard it. I can’t stand in the way of it.” He wanted to convince her that it didn’t matter what was just said, that his feelings didn’t just change because of a woman he couldn’t remember told him he was married to Tess. “But you mean everything to me.” He could still feel her soft, warm lips press against his when she kissed him. “Good-bye Max.” And then she was walking away. He saw her turn and take one last look at him and the imaginary knife twisted. The pain was unbearable. She turned around and ran out of the pod chamber and into the desert. He followed her, calling her. “Liz, Liz, wait.” He needed to go after her but then he felt an arm restraining him. “You gotta let her go.” He thought she just needed time. He decided to wait a day to finally go to talk to her only to be told that she left for Florida. He cursed himself for waiting. He should have gone to her that same night but he didn’t. Now he would have to wait until she got back. He tried to convince Maria to give him the number of Liz’s aunt but she refused, telling him that Liz just needed time away to think things through. He wanted to talk to her. He wanted to tell her he missed her and that he would be waiting for her when she came back. He would head to the CrashDown later after work and ask Maria again if she had heard anything from Liz today. He knew he was probably getting on Maria’s nerves but he couldn’t help it. Max reached for his keys on his desk and made his way out of his bedroom to the kitchen where his dad was sitting in a chair reading the newspaper in one hand and holding a cup of coffee in the other as it rested on the dining table. His mom was whipping up pancake batter in a bowl and Max could hear crackling of bacon. He inhaled and smiled. He loved his mother and breakfast was the only meal she couldn’t butcher. How hard was it to cook bacon and eggs? He thought to himself. Now pancakes that was different story. He went over and pick up a strip of bacon from a plate near his mother then went to the refrigerator to get himself some orange juice. “Morning mom.” “Morning sweetheart. How did you sleep?” “Fine.” Max fibbed. He hadn’t slept well since they rescued him from the FBI’s white room where their special unit, ran by Pierce, had taken him weeks ago. He relived his greatest nightmare every night when he slept. He closed his eyes willing his heart to stop pounding in his chest. He couldn’t have a panic attack in front of his parents. It was bad enough he had overheard them talking about sending him to a therapist. He was supposed to be acting normal but how could he act normal with Liz gone. His body simply couldn’t rest. Being near Liz, just sitting at the booth, watching her go about her duties at the CrashDown would calm his anxieties. His heart, body and soul told him that. Although she made his heartbeat fast, it was in a good way. Not seeing her, not being able to talk to her, see her smile, hear her laugh for the last two weeks only made his nightmares intensify. “Morning son.” Phillip looked up at his son then returned his attention back to the paper. “Off to work?” “Morning dad. Yeah. Milton needed some help so I offered to work extra hours.” Max explained as he looked around the kitchen. “Where’s Isabel?” “She went to have breakfast with that boy.” Diane informed her son. “What boy?” Max questioned. “You know the one you two are friends with, Alex. That’s his name right? “Isabel went out to eat with Alex?” Max’s interest peaked slightly as he took a bite of the bacon he held in his hand and washed it down with a swig of juice. “He’s a nice boy. He’s respectful. He has manners, which seems to be a rarity for that age group.” “You mean teenagers, Diane. Doesn’t he wear pants that are two sizes too big for him and carry a long chain that dangles to his feet?” Phillip inquired. “I didn’t say he was perfect dear, just that he had manners. I like him.” She emphasized as she told her husband. She removed the last of the bacon from the hot skillet with the spatula and placed it on the plate where Max just minutes ago had taken one. Max laughed at his parents talking about Alex. He wondered if Alex took Isabel to the CrashDown for breakfast. He knew Alex liked Isabel and he thought Isabel might like Alex. He would have to talk to her later about that. He had been so engrossed in what was happening with him and Liz he didn’t really notice what his sister was up to. He only knew what was going on with Michael and Maria because if he really wanted to know more about Liz he would have to endure listening to Maria talk about Michael’s shortcomings. “Do you have time to eat, dear?” His mother wanted to know. Max thought. If he sat down and had breakfast, he might not have time to run over to Michael’s. It seemed that when Michael and Maria were having trouble in their relationship that tended to make Michael focus on wanting to know more about their alien side. Tess wasn’t helping; at least, he didn’t thing she was helping by encouraging him. They needed to keep acting normal, normal like in average Earth teenager normal. ‘Not normal alien let’s see how we can focus on blowing up rocks and find out more about our past lives normal.’ “No, sorry mom. I think I’ll stop by Michael’s place before I head off to work.” “Okay, sweetie. Drive carefully.” Diane said as she leaned slightly forward and gave her son a quick peck on his cheek. Max returned the kiss. “Okay. Bye mom, dad.” “Bye.” Phillip said, his eyes never leaving the paper. “Bye.” Diane said then returned to her pancakes. Max drove automatically to Michael’s apartment. He shifted gears and his hands turned the steering wheel to make a turn without thinking. It was a good thing because Max’s mind wasn’t on driving. He was glad he was working more hours at the UFO Center. There his mind could focus on other things. If he kept himself busy enough he wouldn’t think about Liz, much. He didn’t know what he would have done if he weren’t working. Oh yeah, that’s right he would have gone insane waiting for Liz and would have hopped the first plane to Florida to find her. He didn’t know where exactly in Florida but that was a minor technicality. He would feel her, sense her until he found her. That was another thing he and Liz had that he and Tess didn’t. They connected. They were connected. He believed it was because he had saved Liz but he didn’t know that for sure and he didn’t care. He liked it. He liked being able to know when she was near. It made him feel good to know that even his body recognized Liz, kind of like an alien Loc-Jack system he chuckled to himself. Except she wasn’t a car and he belonged to her rather than she belonged him. He slowed the Jeep when got near searching for a parking space when he spotted two familiar vehicles nearby. Why is Alex and Sheriff Valenti’s squad car here? Max didn’t like the feeling he was getting. Did something happen? And if so why didn’t anyone call him? Max parked his Jeep, killed the engine and hopped out of it. He paused just a moment when his stomach started to rumble slightly, like butterflies fluttering and his heart began to race. These were the feelings he got when Liz was around but he knew Liz was in Florida. Was she? That’s what the Parkers and Maria said but here his body was telling him otherwise. He felt something just at the edge of his mind and panic set in. What if this was actually some new power he was developing instead? All this time he thought it was a connection with Liz and it could have been a new power emerging. It’s almost like my spider’s senses are tingling except I’m not Spiderman. He tried to make joke of it to ease his tension. He took another step and slowly made his way toward the front door. He would soon find out. His heart sped up. He hoped with all his being Liz was really in Michael’s apartment. He stopped short at the front door to pull himself together. *************** ~ Back in Michael’s apartment ~ Liz picked up her donut and took another small bite. “Thanks again for the towel Michael.” “No problem. I would have brought you a roll of toilet paper but I’m out of that too.” “Oh god! It figures!” Isabel said as she rolled her eyes and stood up, heading to the kitchen to get some coffee of her own. Everyone ate silently lost in their own thoughts when Alex spoke. “So what happens now Liz?” Four pair of eyes looked at Liz searching for answers that only she could give Suddenly Liz shot up from her seat on the couch. Her face scrunched in concentration as the towel and donut fell to her feet on the floor. “Max” She whispered. “What?” Maria questioned, as she looked at Liz confused. “Max. He’s coming here…to…Michael’s” Liz spoke as her heart hammered in her chest so hard she thought her ribs would break. “He’s here now.” “How do you know that?” Alex asked growing concerned at how Liz was reacting. “I don’t know. I can just feel him and he’s getting closer” As the adrenalin coursed through her veins. Isabel quickly went over to the window, pulled the curtains slightly and peered out. “Jesus, she right. Max is getting out of his Jeep right now.” Isabel said as she spun her head to look at Liz whose face lost all pallor. “He can’t find me here. Oh god I’m not ready.” Liz muttered to herself. All of a sudden Liz’s hair began to change back. Starting from her roots and slowly flowing down to the ends of where they met her shoulders. Everyone stood shocked as they witnessed Liz’s hair transformation. Liz looked questioningly at the stunned faces around her? “What?” “Your hair. It’s brown again.” Alex’s voice said softly as he continued to gape at her. “Even your eyebrows.” Maria said. “Will I ever catch break? Have I not suffered enough?” Liz spat out venomously as she looked upward at the ceiling but her comments were directed at the heavens. “Why?” She regained her composure. “Fine. We’ll play this game”. Liz’s demeanor changed and she began spouting out orders to everyone in the room. “Isabel go outside and distract Max until Alex comes out. Tell him you left something here…your lipstick and you came to get it. Alex - make sure you have your keys in hand when you go out there. Try to convince him to go with you to eat breakfast.” Isabel nodded, exited the door with just enough for her body to go through then shut the door quickly behind her. “Maria. Michael. You’re having another lovers’ spat.” Liz commanded. “We are?” Bewilderment plastered on her face. “If Max doesn’t go with Alex and Isabel, you are. That’s your cover story. That’s why you’re here.” Liz instructed. “Oh” Maria mouthed the letter ‘O’ as she nodded her head up and down slowly. “Sheriff. You just came by to see how Michael’s doing and brought some doughnuts.” Jim stood astounded with what he had just witnessed on how Liz switched gears instantly. He marveled on how she went from panic stricken to drill sergeant in a matter of seconds. She was a woman with determination. “Yes ma’am.” He smiled, lifted his cup and took a sip. “I’ll hide in Michael’s room until he leaves. Remember it’s important that Max think nothing is wrong. Just act normal, remember? Our futures depend on it. Liz looked at everyone as they hustled about from her instructions. She then turned and hurried down the hall. Alex made his way to the front door as the entire group heard Michael’s bedroom door shut. ******************** [ edited 1time(s), last at 21-Aug-2002 6:17:34 PM ] |
| posted on 21-Aug-2002 5:33:00 PM by 2crzy4roswell |
| ~ Chapter Five continued ~
******************** ~ Outside Michael’s door ~ Max stood in the doorway, took a deep breath, held it for a second and went to reach for the doorknob when it was whisked away from him and Isabel came out. “Max!” “Isabel?” Max jumped back slightly. “What are you doing here?” “I left something here…lipstick…I came to get it. Alex is taking me to breakfast, want to come?” Isabel tried to act as nonchalant as possible but she felt her cheeks beginning to flush. “What are you doing here? I thought you had to work today?” “I just came to see Michael before I went in. What’s going on?” “Nothing. Why?” Isabel said as she began pulling up her hair into a neat ponytail. She reached into her front pocket of her jeans, withdrew an elastic band and proceeded to wrap it around her long blonde mane. Before Max could respond Alex opened and shut the door quickly behind him. “Max!” Alex said with a slightly higher pitch in his voice than he’d wished. “Alex.” Max was growing concerned. “What’s going on in there? Max voiced. “Why is the sheriff here? Did something happen?” Isabel willed her heartbeat to slow and put on the ‘everything is normal’ facade she had become so good at. She did this all the time with her parents. She could do it to Max. “He just came to check on how Michael was doing. That’s all.” “He brought doughnuts.” Alex added. Max looked from his sister then to Liz’s best friend as they stood shoulder to shoulder. They formed a human barricade between him and the door and Max wondered what was happening on the other side that they seemed so intent on keeping him from. “So Max do you want to come with us. I was going to take Isabel to the CrashDown. You know they have a breakfast special-” “No thanks. I think I’ll just go inside.” He raised one eyebrow and gave a quizzical look. “Maybe even say hi to the sheriff while I’m in there.” “He brought doughnuts.” Alex repeated. Max had heard enough. He wanted to get into Michael’s apartment now! “Can I-?” Max said as he pointed to the door. “Are you going to move so I can I go in?” Isabel and Alex simultaneously turned their heads to look at each other. “Can he go in?” Isabel asked. “He can go in.” Alex answered. Max stood there staring at the two people in front of him and suddenly the image of Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum came to his mind. But which one is Tweedle Dee and who is Tweedle Dum? Isabel moved away from the door and Alex stepped back and added. “Maria and Michael are having a lover’s spat.” As Max reached for the knob and swung the door open. He entered taking two large strides into the apartment as Alex and Isabel followed behind. Max’s eyes scanned the apartment quickly. In the living room stood Maria and Michael standing face to face with Sheriff Valenti leaning against the counter top near the kitchen with an amused look on his face. His blue eyes sparkled as he watched the scene unfold before him. “Morning Maxwell.” Michael said flatly. “Morning Max.” Maria said with a nervous smile as she shifted uncomfortably. “Max.” Jim said lifting his head slightly then took another sip from his mug. “What’s going on?” Max stared at the people he called his friends. The way they stood, Max likened it as if they were actors filming on a TV show, standing on their marks waiting for the director to yell ‘Action’. “They’re having a lovers spat” Jim smirked this time biting off a generous portion of his glazed doughnut. “I brought doughnuts, want one?” As he pushed the half chewed morsel to one side of his mouth to speak. Max’s eyes narrowed as he scrutinized their behavior. Was that really what was going on? A lovers’ spat? Max took in an exasperated breath, held it then exhaled. They were definitely uncomfortable, that is except for the sheriff. He continued to sport a huge grin, and Max then imagined the Cheshire cat. I must still be asleep just like Alice? Wonder if the Queen of Hearts is here too. Suddenly Max’s stomach began to flutter again and that feeling in the back of his mind returned. “What happened now?” Max reluctantly ask. Maria’s heart was beating faster than a hummingbird and she was desperately thinking of something to say when all of sudden her mouth started to move. “I think Michael has got the hots for that new girl Courtney at the CrashDown. I saw him flirting with her when she was coming on to him the other day.” Michael stood there shocked. “I did not!” “Oh yes you did!” “Saying ‘Your orders ready’ is not considered flirting Maria.” Michael scowled. “It’s the way you said it,” Maria threw back. Max stood there listening while the two went at it. Maybe that’s all it was. Isabel and Alex probably came in and got caught in the middle of round one and the Sheriff just happened to be passing by to check up on Michael like he was doing. Everyone knew Michael was still taking it hard about killing Pierce. Max cried no tears for Pierce. He had ordered all those horrifying experiments to be done on him. He shuddered thinking what would have happened to him if Michael and Nasedo had not come for him in time. He knew Michael only wanted to protect the sheriff. It had been an accident but Michael was not convinced. Max also knew this was the r |