Summary: Okay, duckies. Try not to kill me here, but this is a Kyle/Liz story. Yes, yes, I know, I’m a Dreamer. But guess what? I’m in love with Kyle. There I said it. Are any of you really surprised to see me come out of the closet on that one? In fact, I don’t know why this story would come as any great surprise. It was only a matter of time before Kyle got his own story. So, I won’t hold it against any of you if you decide not to read this one. But I can offer you one promise. This won’t be a K/L story where Max turns out to be some great bastard that everyone hates for stalking Liz. I’m not in the mood for that, so Max is safe here at least. Or at least as safe as he can be in my hands. Oh, and I should probably mention that this is a couple of years post “Destiny”. That would help, right?
Illusions