Name of Story: If Walls Could Talk…
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They were created once upon a time by Jason Katims and those associated with the writing staff of Roswell and before them it was the esteem creator of the Roswell High series by Melinda Metz book that captured all our attentions for 20 years … This story is based on the television show that started in 1999 and ended in 2002. I am just borrowing the characters and storylines for my own fun and imagination or creating new characters at the whim of the story.
Story Description: When Tess came back, she raised havoc and forced the baby on Max and therefore he was forced into a loveless union for the sake of his son while Liz watched from the sidelines. Instead of waiting for a natural end; she went off to university at Northwestern, and it’s now four years later and she’s graduated and is ready for medical school at Las Cruces. Max stayed in Roswell to raise his son. With Liz back; where do they find each other when all they have is memories and a passion that can’t be quashed?
Author’s Note: Inspired by Carrie Underwood’s song “Backsliding” and countless other country songs about the subject. Who is backsliding? And what does it mean for the lives they currently have, with who they share lives with…
Ignore all that came with Tess’s return and how it ended, and how the series ended… This story goes its own way with the character… and the circumstances that our characters were left in with some notable exceptions and I end up twisting and turning some of the key facts of a certain story by the end… so it’s suspension of belief time….
This is my sexiest story to date and is very naughty and steamy! They should be older and wiser, but when you are faced with being tempted by your high school love, well, look out… So, yes, it on the mature side LOL.
June 1, 2006
A man walked into an apartment building heavy hearted from a long day at work. He didn’t feel like a recent university graduate, and yet he was one and now he was facing long days as he tried to earn a living for a family he supported, who didn’t come from his dream girl but from a foolish error he had made in his youth.
Yet he loved his son, Zane Michael Evans but he didn’t love his wife. But he was married and had been for four years. Fortunately, his wife wasn’t part of his daily life because she was serving a life sentence in a federal prison after being convicted for the army base explosion. Somehow, she had survived her suicide attempt and was taken into custody.
Zane was in his father’s custody but to keep it that way Tess forced Max to marry her to keep him from testifying against her as if that was really a possibility due to the secrets, they both shared together, but also to allow Zane to be raised by Max. Being married allowed him custody without having to go through the courts and proving paternity. Named Zan at birth; Max tried in vain to change it, but Tess put her foot down and Max compromised by twisting their son’s name to Zane.
Living back at his parent’s home in those early days as he got adjusted to fatherhood and watching as his true love walked away as she wasn’t prepared to raise a child who was not hers. Max understood and when Liz got into Northwestern; she accepted and left for Chicago. All the while Max stayed in his boyhood home for few months as he got a handle on how to parent Zane as a single father.
Once he was confident he could handle it on his own then he moved with his best friend into a bigger apartment when Michael and Maria decided to end their relationship as Maria headed off to Los Angeles to retry her hand at fame because she wasn’t willing to sacrifice her dreams to be in a relationship if Michael wasn’t ready to commit. She was willing to give it up, but he wasn’t ready to settle down. So, she finally had enough and left for California and in the aftermath of losing his soulmate, well, it had made Michael a grump as he pined for Maria but not enough to want to go after her…
So, Michael worked job after job barely making rent while Max stayed at the UFO Center where he took on more responsibility in running the place over time as his parents gave him access to his college fund to be able to go to college while Diane took care of Zane when Max had classes. Little by little he made his requirements and officially he graduated last month with a degree in Business. Despite the degree, he didn’t know what he wanted to do and so he was listless within his career aspirations.
All he knew is he needed to do right by his son and that he missed Liz.
Because Liz hadn’t been back since she moved to Chicago to attend Northwestern. She hadn’t wanted to be tempted by coming back to her hometown.
Yet he now knew…
That Liz was back. Awaiting medical school at Las Cruces.
Four years hadn’t vanquished his craving to see her or his wish to touch her. But no, that hadn’t been apart of his life since that day when they had ended. At the time, he had to think about his son and plus, he may not feel married, but he was… And he knew Liz had a right to want her own life.
All he knew was that he missed her as he opened the slot of the mailbox and took out some envelopes. There were two white ones with hand engraved ink and then a mess of bills. Cursing the calling of the bills because again he and Michael would be spending too much of their money to keep their apartment afloat.
Walking into the elevator, he checked his phone and heard from his mother that they were expecting him and Zane for dinner, but he wasn’t up for that kind of evening, so he called and sent his regrets. Sighing he got off the elevator and reached the apartment. Opening the door, he called out. “I am home”
“Daddy…” came the soft voice of five-year-old Zane Michael. Zane would be starting kindergarten come fall and would be in school full time and he knew the boy needed it. Too much of his life was isolation because his father was working so much to pay for his upkeep. While Max got help from his parents or Isabel, still his son needed friends.
Daddy needed friends too and not in the ways that a five-year-old may need them as he mused but hated thinking of his lack of a sex life. When he only knew he only wanted one woman in his bed. His gorgeous brunette ex. “How was your day Zane?”
“Cool. Aunt Isabel took me to the alien museum” Zane asked his father. “Why didn’t we see you there?”
“I must have been out doing museum business,” Max smiled as he sighed when he looked at the boy. How he wished that fate could have been kinder, and it was his son with Liz that he was looking at but nope, life was cruel, but he loved his son and would do anything for the boy and that included, stay in a terrible marriage to a woman who had hurt their whole world and would be forever be behind cement walls. How he wished he could love the circumstances the boy was born into, but they made a life together and he didn’t regret his son… “Where is Aunt Isabel?” he asked as he looked for his sister.
“Went out to dinner with Kyle,” Michael muttered as he watched reruns of Bewitched to Max’s amusement because he knew that was the calling card for Michaels’ blues. “Can’t help it can you?” he asked his best friend.
“It’s my life,” Michael muttered.
“It is but haven’t you watched every episode like fifty times by now?” Max asked as he put down his wallet and the envelopes on the table.
“It’s good television…” Michael murmured as he knew this was his life once he was home from work. And because he had to keep an eye on Zane until Max got home once Isabel told him about her date.
“It’s a good something…” Max admitted.
“Why is Uncle Michael grumpy?” Zane asked of his father.
“Michael is grumpy because….” Max started.
“Max stop it,” Michael said with a glare as he didn’t want to hear the reason he was in his funk even if it was true as he turned to the boy and attempted to smile through his misery. “Zane, I am fine.”
“If you say so” Zane said but clearly he didn’t believe his uncle, and knew like his father Uncle Michael was fixated on the past, and someone who he hadn’t even seen since he was a baby although they didn’t say it, but it was the sense he got from his visions.
“What do you want for dinner?” Max asked of his son and roommate as he knew he shouldn’t keep on Michael’s case over the fact his roommate had yet to move on from Maria dumping him to run off to Los Angeles even as word came back to them that she had moved on and had married and had two children; twins. That only had aggravated the situation for his friend.
“Leftovers,” Michael grunted as Max took a survey of the fridge and knew that was basically all they had left in the fridge and he looked down at the pint-size version of himself. “Leftover Chinese I guess it is…”
Checking the answering machine, he smiled when he heard when he heard his sister’s voice. “Max, come join us at Cow Patties. Kyle and I are headed there after dinner. Join us and bring Michael if he can handle it. Mom and Dad would love to look after Zane I am sure”
“How about it” Max asked as he stopped the machine.
“No,” Michael said adamantly as he fixated on his funk, and on the television as he tried to ignore his mood.
“Well I am going…” Max said with a smile. “So, how about it Zane, do you want to spend time with Grandma and Grandpa?”
“Sure,” the five-year-old smiled because he always loved spending time with his Grandparents and they loved spending time with their grandson, despite the oddity of the situation but they supported their son and doted on their only grandchild which Max appreciated because he knew Zane needed it.
“Good, now let’s concentrate on making something out of this leftover mess we have and then we’ll get you ready…” Max said as went into the kitchen and worked on dinner. “Michael, you are eating too.”
“Leave me alone.” Michael murmured.
“No,” Max smiled as Zane looked at the envelopes on the table. “What is this Daddy,” the little boy asked of his father as he showed his dad two white envelopes. “Why does one of them have my name?”
“Let me look,” Max asked as he took the envelope and went pale when he looked at the envelope and saw Michael had one too but his was addressed to Max and Zane Evans.
“What’s wrong?” Zane asked as his father went silent and then went dark and pale. The boy turned to his uncle “Uncle Michael what happened to Daddy?”
“How should I know?” Michael asked as he looked up from his funk and saw paleness of his friends face and knew only one person would put his friend and roommate into that frame of mind. “Oh Shit!” he muttered as he instantly got up and looked at his envelope and started cursing as Zane looked at both his father and uncle with confusion as Michael opened his and read the contents.
Invite you to
the wedding of
August 1, 2006
Ceremony to take place at St. James Cathedral
Reception to follow at the Roswell Country Club
RSVP to Elizabeth Parker by July 1st
“Scratch that Max,” Michael said as he took the invitation out of his friend’s hands. “We are both going to Cow Patties and getting drunk”