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Memories Awards Round 2 - 2006
Runner Up for
Best Use of Alien Mythology


TITLE: Soaring With Angels


AUTHOR: Roswell Oracle


RATING: ADULT for language, violence, sexual situations & character death


CATEGORY:The whole gang and others, but focusing on Max and Liz. I am totally a dreamer at heart, but I also have quiet a viper streak too.


REPOSTING: Please ask permission before reposting. I like to know where my story is going to live.


CREDITS:
Angel Standing By by Jewel
Angel by Lionel Ritchie (slow version)
Elegy by Howard Jones
Chop Suey! by System of a Down
When the World Ends by Dave Matthews
Angel by Sarah McLachlan
Sonnet 146 by William Shakespeare
The Tragedy of Hamlet by William Shakespeare


FEEDBACK: Feel free to leave feedback or e-mail it. All comments are welcome. Corrections are appreciated and all questions will be answered as quickly as possible.


DISCLAIMER: Roswell, the characters and the story, are owned by Melinda Metz, Jason Katims and Fox Studios (although the way they have abused them I don't think they deserve them) and are used here purely for entertainment purposes.

Some of the dialogue used was taken from the episodes and I am not claiming credit for having written it but used it simply to set up the tone of a scene or show parallels between lives and realities.

Any additional characters or situations not mentioned in the show are the creation of my dementia.


ACKNOWLEDGEMENT: Thanks to my betas for the feedback, corrections and suggestions - roswellscripter, kiwisarah98, gus-the-loveable & Liz Parker Evans.

And a special thanks to my babe Ellie. Couldn’t have done it without you girl.


AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is an idea I’ve had for quite a while and I finally decided to write it.

The fic is very dark and more sensitive readers may find parts disturbing. There is no non-con or anything like that, but there are depictions of violence and death. Bad things happen to our group, and there is character death.

The fic deals with the dark side that every person has, and reasons it may be unleashed.

ALPHA & OMEGA is my vision of Roswell utopia. Soaring with Angels is my vision of Roswell hell.

I have a feeling that I’m committing sacrilege with this fic and I wouldn’t be surprised if I were burned in effigy in cyberspace. I think I can already hear people chopping wood for the bonfire.


SUMMARY: This fic doesn’t have anything to do with my other fics. It is totally separate and very different. In this fic everything in Seasons 1 & 2 has happened just as it did in the show. We join the action in the episode Departure, as Tess is leaving in the Granolith.
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PART 1


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(Friday - May 4th, 2001)
(The Granolith Chamber)


“Go!” Max spat. “This isn't over, Tess.”

Tess stumbled back, frightened by the harshness of Max’s tone. She had done things he considered terrible, she’d killed Alex and betrayed them all, and she was surprised that Max was letting her leave. Even though she had reminded him she was carrying his son, for a moment she thought he would kill her anyway.

She reached up to touch the cool surface of the Granolith, her salvation, with tears of regret in her eyes. Everything could have been so different if Liz hadn’t of interfered, and Tess had no idea what would happen now.

Tess felt a strange sensation and suddenly she was inside the Granolith. The room started to shake and pieces of rock fell from above. She took a final look at Max as he ducked outside and the Granolith closed a protective covering around itself.

Tess was enclosed in an inner chamber within the Granolith and she could see the outer hull spinning faster and faster. She closed her eyes and sank to the floor, dizzy with the speed of the rotations and glad she wasn’t spinning too. Her stomach was already lurching with fear about going to Antar.

Part of what she’d told Max was true, Khivar wasn’t her enemy. She’s remembered that much from her other life, but neither she nor Nasedo had ever made a deal with him to return to Antar, and Tess didn’t know if she would be welcomed or imprisoned.

She’d hoped that by returning the Granolith, and Max, Isabel and Michael to Antar, that Khivar would believe she was on his side. But now it was just herself and the Granolith. Granted Khivar wanted it, and Tess hoped it was enough.

The Granolith suddenly surged into the air. The speed left Tess breathless, and she slipped into unconsciousness.


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The six of them stood outside the pod chamber, each caught up in their own thoughts.

Isabel was the first to break the silence. “What happens now, Max?”

Max answered automatically. “I have to save my son.”

Liz glanced at Max, studying his profile briefly, before turning away. They needed to talk, but this wasn’t the time or place.

Isabel spoke up again, “We need to get to Valenti before he gives that recording to Mom and Dad.”

Max nodded and looked to Maria. “Why don’t you take Isabel, Liz and Kyle home first? Michael and I will stay here and clean up.”

Maria nodded and she and Kyle and Isabel headed toward the Jetta.

Liz went to Max. “There are some things I need to tell you, but we’re both tired. How about you come over tonight? My parents are gone for the weekend and I’m closing the Crashdown early.”

Max smiled briefly as he reached out to touch her arm, and nodded. “Okay, I’ll see you later.”


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Max and Michael picked through the rubble in the pod chamber. The Granolith had actually melted most of the rock, causing what looked like a lava flow. Everything was destroyed; the pods, the healing stones, the destiny book and the orbs, all melted in the Granolith’s exhaust.

Max picked up a rock and threw it hard. “Damn it, everything’s gone! How am I supposed to get my son back? Tess took our only ride and without the orbs we can’t even call Antar to get another ship!”

“There’s always Brody,” Michael suggested.

Max turned angry eyes to him and nodded. “Brody.”


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(Antar)

Tess had awoken just a moment before to find herself being dragged backwards into an ornate room, by two large men in uniforms.

“Where am I?” she asked. “What’s happening?”

Neither of them answered or even glanced at her as they dropped her to the floor and stepped back.

Tess rubbed her back where she had hit the ground, but was startled when a booming voice erupted from behind her.

“Tess, I presume?”

Tess whirled around to see a tall, golden-haired man on a throne, and recognized him instantly. She had been brought before Khivar.

Nodding Tess climbed shakily to her feet.

“What are you doing here, and why shouldn’t I just kill you now?” Khivar asked.

“I brought you the Granolith, to prove my loyalty. I had a plan to bring Max, Isabel and Michael with me, as a gift to you and Antar, but at the last moment it fell through.”

Khivar studied her. “And why would Max agree to return to Antar now? He was quite resistant to the idea just a few months ago at the summit.”

Tess nodded. “I made Max think that we had slept together and I was pregnant with his son. Then I told him the child couldn’t survive on Earth. We had to return to Antar to save him. That’s why Max agreed to come home.”

Khivar’s eyebrow rose. “But you aren’t carrying his child?”

“No,” Tess said. “I couldn’t risk really sleeping with him, Max might have seen my plan.”

“But when Max changed his mind, you came anyway?” Khivar asked.

“I had to,” Tess said. “Max found out that I betrayed him and he would have killed me if I’d stayed.”

Khivar nodded. “And how do I know that this isn’t just some elaborate plan to plant a spy in my midst?”

Tess shook her head. “Interrogate me, take my memories, but I swear to you I am not like them. I am loyal to you and the republic.”

Khivar’s eyes narrowed. “That’s what you claimed in your last life, before I had you put to death.”


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Song Playing: Falling Angel by Duran Duran


Liz paced nervously in her room waiting for Max. She didn’t know what his reaction would be when she told him about the visit from the Max from the future, but she had to tell him. Tess had left the Royal Four again, and this time she had taken the Granolith with her.

A sudden knock at her window, made Liz jump and she crossed to slide up the pane and allow Max to enter.

He climbed through the window and they stood silent for a moment.

Max had assumed that Liz had asked him over to talk about Tess and the baby, but as he looked at her, he could tell something else was on her mind. “What is it Liz?”

Liz sat on her bed and offered Max a seat next to her with a wave of her hand. She sighed. “I told you last night that I never slept with Kyle, but I didn’t tell you why I let you think I did all these months.”

Max’s brow creased in confusion. “I assumed that you did it so I would reject you and follow my destiny.”

Liz nodded, “Yeah, but that’s not all.” She took a deep breath. “Last year on the night when you sang to me with the Mariachi band, I had a visitor.”

Max nodded, encouraging her to continue.

“He told me never to tell anyone that I had seen him, and he told me about the future.”

“What do you mean he told you about the future,” Max asked. “He was an alien?”

Liz nodded. “He was you, from the future. He told me that he’d used the Granolith to come back in time so he could stop the world from being taken over by Khivar.”

Max shook his head. “And how did he do that?”

“He said that in his time Tess had left the group, making you weaker, and we had to stop her from leaving. But the only way to do that was to make you fall out of love with me, so you would be with Tess.”

“What?” Max asked incredulously, rising from the bed.

“He said you and I had gotten married and it had driven Tess away, so this time I had to make sure you were with Tess to save the world.”

Max shook his head angrily. “That is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. We were together so the world ended? Tess doesn’t have that kind of power to defeat Khivar.”

Liz shook her head. “I don’t know what happened after she left, Max. I just did what you told me to do.”

Max’s anger was growing by the moment. “Did what I told you to do?” he barked. “How about all the times when I told you I didn’t care about destiny and all I wanted was you? You certainly didn’t listen to me then! But you seem to listen to everyone else where our relationship is concerned. You left me at the pod chamber after the message from my mother, even though we had just declared our love. And you threw away everything we might have had and pushed me to Tess because some guy who looked like me said you should?”

“Max,” Liz said, rising from the bed, “it was you. He told me that you were coming with the Mariachi band, that you spent a week learning the lyrics from Mr. Delgato at the hardware store. How would he know that if he wasn’t you?

Max shook his head. “It’s not like it was a secret, Liz. Anybody could have found out. That doesn’t prove a thing.”

“Max,” Liz started, but Max cut her off.

“Damn it Liz, you don’t even know who he really was. It could have been a mind warp, or a shape shifter, a psychotic delusion of some kind. It could have been Khivar himself, but you just did what he said.”

Liz turned introspective. “It could have been a psychotic break. It felt like the world turned upside down when I heard that message from you mother. For a while I though I would go crazy without you. Maybe I did.”

Max dismissed her words, continuing. “And even if it was true, you should have come to me and let me make my own choice. We could have figured it out together, fought together. But you took the decision away from me and did what you thought was best for us all.”

Liz’s anger rose to meet Max’s. “I thought I was saving the world.”

His face twisted with anger and he took a step closer, yelling at her. “Liz the martyr, saving the fucking world. What about us?” he roared. “Didn’t our love mean anything that you could just throw it away so casually, not once but twice? Do you know how hard it was watching you walk away from me that day at the pod chamber, loving you so much? And then you left me here to deal with all of this alien crap and my experiences in the While Room, while you hid in Florida the whole summer. But I was so sure we would work it out when you came back. I love you so much you are like a part of me, but then I found you in bed with Kyle. I hated you for that!”

Liz stepped closer bringing their bodies together, yelling back at him. “And you think I don’t hate you for sleeping with Tess? For getting her pregnant? I was so furious that I went to Sean last night. I was going to sleep with him to get back at you for breaking my heart, but I just couldn’t.”

Max grabbed her shoulders. “Well how do you think I felt when I was screwing that whore? That day you were leaving for Sweden, walking away from me again, and I have never felt so alone in my life. I thought you had really stopped loving me and it felt like my heart was dying. I just wanted to hurt you, and hurt myself as much as I could. That was the only thing I was thinking when I was with Tess, how much pain I was causing us both. I really haven’t felt alive since I saw you in bed with Kyle.”


Song Playing: Alive by POD


Liz reached up and grabbed Max’s face bringing it down to meet hers. She raised up on tiptoes and kissed him hard, putting all of the months of frustration and anger into the kiss.

Max kissed her back, grinding his lips against her, as if he would never get enough of her. And then he suddenly pushed her away.

Breathing hard he raked a hand through his hair. “What the hell are you doing Liz?”

Liz met his eyes. “You’re right Max. I should have told you what happened and given you a choice, and I shouldn’t have walked away from you. I was a coward. We could have faced everything together.”

Liz shook her head. “We’ve both done and said things we regret. But I love you so much it actually hurts when we’re not together. I am sick of sacrificing us for everyone around us, for the greater good. Can’t we just be together because we want to be, because we are in love? Don’t we deserve to be happy? Is it too much to ask after everything that has happened for us to put aside the blame and the hurt and start over?”

Max’s face softened, “I want that more than anything.” He dragged Liz into his arms, devouring her lips.

But it wasn’t enough for either of them. They craved the joining of bodies, the most intimate connection. They tore at each other’s clothes, hands roaming hungrily over each part of newly exposed flesh, and barely breaking their kiss they were both naked in moments.

Max pulled back and they looked into each other’s eyes as he lowered Liz onto the bed. He pushed a knee between her legs and she opened herself to him, welcoming him. And without any preamble he surged inside her with a single powerful thrust.

Max felt something within Liz tear and he almost withdrew, but as their bodies had joined he also felt the familiar rush of their connection. Through the bond he could feel Liz’s emotions and even though she was in a little pain, she didn’t want him to stop.

He held her eyes as he withdrew almost all the way from her body and then thrust into her again. Liz was so tight and warm around him and he felt her pleasure through the connection as he felt his own, and it almost caused him to explode.

Again he withdrew and surged into her, and Liz gasped with pleasure.

In their joined minds they saw all of the pain they had both experienced over the past year. They shared every harsh word, every hurt feeling, every perceived betrayal. Their anger returned and burned together, combining to push them both into a frenzied rage.

With a growl Max increased his pace slamming into Liz’s welcoming heat. He wanted to pound the images and feelings out of his head by losing himself in her. And he could feel that Liz wanted the same thing.

Liz’s anger flowed through her as Max pounded into her almost painfully, but she didn’t mind the pain. In fact, it heightened her pleasure, and with each of Max’s powerful thrusts, she felt sensations within her building, straining toward a climax as her anger also increased. She wrapped her legs around Max, changing the angle of his penetration and moaned with the sensations of pleasure. And digging her short nails into his back, she encouraged him to go faster as she gasped his name. “Max.”

He understood her urgency because he could feel through the connection that she was close, and he felt the first twinges of his own orgasm. He increased his pace and reaching between them stroked her clit quickly.

And with only a few more thrusts Liz came hard, screaming his name.

Her velvety walls pulsed around his cock, bringing him with her, and he surged into her a final time, emptying his seed deep within her. “Liz,” he groaned, as he collapsed onto her. He felt his anger release with his orgasm and knew that Liz’s had done the same.

Their lovemaking had been about passion, anger, and mutual need, and maybe that should have worried them. But it had also been about healing the rift between them. And for both of them it was making love, because no matter what had happened, they did still love one another. They always had, they always would.

The thoughts flew through their connected minds so quickly that neither Max nor Liz was sure in whose mind they originated, but it didn’t matter because they both agreed.

Max propped himself up on one elbow to look into Liz’s eyes. Her legs were still entwined comfortably with his and he was still buried deep within her, neither of them wanting the connection to end. Gently he pushed the strands of damp hair off her forehead. He thought she had never looked more beautiful than she did at that moment, flushed with passion and obviously well loved by him. “I love you Liz, no matter what I’ve always loved you.”

Liz smiled and reached up to touch his face, “I love you too, and now that we’re together, we’ll never let anything or anyone come between us again.”

Max took her hand and pressed his lips to her palm. “From now on we come first and everything else is a distant second.”

Liz nodded. “I like that.”

Max touched her face gently, “Liz, I want to apologize…”

Liz pressed her finger to his lips, stopping his words. “I felt all of your pain and regret in the connection. You don’t need to say it.”

Max kissed her finger and nodded. “And I felt yours, but that’s not what I was talking about. I’m sorry that our first time was so…” he trailed off, looking for the right words.

“Energetic?” Liz supplied.

Max shook his head, “I was thinking…”

Liz finished his sentence, “Rough.” She smiled at the surprised look on Max’s face. “I heard it in your thoughts.” She shook her head. “And don’t try to apologize for our lovemaking. I wanted it that way as much as you did.”

“You’re incredible Liz,” Max said with a smile.


Song Playing: Sweet Surrender by Sarah Mclachlan


Liz felt Max’s long shaft harden inside her again and she tightened her legs around him, pushing him deeper within her. “So do you think this connection is a permanent thing, or is it only because you’re inside me?”

“I don’t know,” Max admitted, “but I’m not ready to test it yet.” He brushed his hand across her breast. “Do you want to try this again? And this time we’ll take everything nice and slow so we can savor every moment.”

Liz nodded, gasping with pleasure as Max stroked her hard peak with his thumb.

He withdrew his cock from her so achingly slowly until just the tip of him was inside her, and then just as slowly he pushed back into her.

Liz shuddered with pleasure feeling every long, hard inch of him inside her.

Max continued his slow pace as he placed kisses all over her face. He brushed her lips with his, then moved on to her cheeks, her forehead, her nose, her eyelids, before returning to her lips.

With a feather’s touch, his hands smoothed down her neck and across her chest. He pushed a small amount of power into his hand causing a soft golden glow to follow his touch, stimulating each nerve he passed over. He continued caressing her skin, barely brushing her breasts as he moved lower across her flat stomach.

He touched and caressed every part of her knowing he would never get enough. Liz moaned and gasped with pleasure beneath him as he continued to touch her, and it was driving him wild. But he resisted the urge to increase his pace within her, he wasn’t ready for it to be over yet. And instead he kissed a line down her throat to take a perfect breast into his mouth.

Liz arched up into him as his warm, soft mouth enclosed her sensitive peak. Max slowly circled her areola with his tongue and she writhed beneath him, urging him to touch her hard, aching nipple.

Max laved her nub, gently grazing it with his teeth before moving on to the other. His hands roamed over her body touching and caressing as he continued his achingly slow pace within her.

Liz smoothed her hands over his well-muscled back and chest, brushing his nipples with her fingers

The sensations were almost painful as their mutual desire gradually built, fueled by each languid stroke. Max held her eyes as he continued to slowly push inside her, and Liz had never felt more loved in her life. She reached up to touch his face. “I love you so much, Max.”

Max smiled and brushed her lips with his own. “And I love you.”

Liz lifted her hips to meet his next stroke, changing the angle of penetration and he brushed over a sensitive spot inside her that made her gasp.

And sensitive to Liz’s reaction Max lifted her hips and concentrated on grazing the spot within her with each stroke. Even with the slow pace, Max felt her building quickly toward release. He looked into her face eager to see every expression as she came apart under him. And with a few more slow thrusts Liz exploded, crying out.

Max watched as she arched up into him, feeling her fingers grasping at his back, and seeing her pleasure pushed him over the edge too.

He stayed within her as they both worked to catch their breath, surprised that such a slow pace could exhaust them so much.

Long minutes passed and Max started to pull out of her, but Liz held him. “No, I like feeling you inside me.”

Max met her eyes nodding and reached up to cup her cheek. “You said your parents were gone, right?”

Liz nodded. “The whole weekend.”

“Do you mind if I stay?” He placed a kiss on her forehead. “It’s just all so new being back together and I don’t want to be away from you yet. I want to go to sleep and wake up with you in my arms.”

Liz reached up to touch his face, smiling. “There’s nothing I want more, Max.”

Max pulled out of her. “Don’t worry about not using protection,” he said. “I’ll take care of it.” He passed his hand over Liz’s lower body dissolving his sperm within her, wishing he had thought to do it another time. But he pushed the thought aside only wanting to concentrate on Liz and the moment.

Physically and mentally exhausted, they settled into her bed and Max spooned Liz from behind. He pushed a knee between her legs, opening her to him and guided his semi-hard cock into her soft heat, not wanting to be separated from her either, even in sleep.

Liz sighed in contentment as he settled within her, and tucked her head under his chin. Max wrapped his arms around her, cupping one perfect breast in his hand. With the other hand he clasped her small hand, and placed a soft kiss on her head, as he whispered sleepily, “Finally mine.”


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(Evans’ House)

Isabel sat in her room looking out the window into the sky. She had spent a long night with her parents, having dinner and watching a video. Her father had questioned her choice of spending a weekend night with them but she had told them truthfully that she wanted to be there.

She’d laughed with them and watched them interact with each other, cherishing their warm, loving relationship. And it just reminded her of everything she had almost given up. Earth, her family and friends, and school, was all that she knew.

Isabel had meant what she’d said to Max about him being her home, but she hadn’t wanted to go to Antar, and she still didn’t. And she was so relieved that Liz had stopped them.

Everything had just happened so fast. Alex’s death, her feud with Max, discovering Max had a son, and finding out they could go home. She still didn’t understand the reasons for Max’s treatment of her, but she had put her anger aside when she witnessed his pain and he’d told her about his son. But Max hadn’t apologized to her and she still resented the fact that he had ruined her college plans. She resented Michael’s interference as well. As much as he fought with Max, Michael always agreed with him when it concerned her.

Even when Michael said he was staying on Earth and Max had said she could stay too, Isabel had agreed to go with Max. But now that she’d had time to think about it, she wondered if she were given the same choice, would she do the same thing again?


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TBC


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Hi everyone. Thanks for the great feedback!

I'll be posting once a week, either late Friday or early Saturday.
Now on to the remarks

frenchkiss70 - there is a reason for the urgent sex and it will be revealed eventually. Tess' motives are explained more in this part.

c_which - yes, I wanted Max especially to be a lot more alien

ellie - you naughty girl :wink:

icequeen - this fic is from a little different perspective

begonia9508
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Grace52373
- hopefully it doesn't get too dark for you :wink: but you've been warned

RoswellScripter - thanks for all your help

kissme4ever123
Buffsteraddict
83 AlienAngel
cocopucks
- thanks for your feedback! keep reading!


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PART 2


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(Earth Date - Sunday - May 6th, 2001)

Tess had been on Antar for two days, and the whole time she had been locked in a room in the palace, seeing no one except the guard who brought her food. She knew that Khivar was wondering whether to believe her or not, and probably whether to execute her.

She remembered enough about her past life to know that Khivar hadn’t believed her when she had denounced her husband and proclaimed her loyalty to Khivar and his new republic. She had been Zan’s wife, and that had been enough to condemn her in Khivar’s eyes. And the only thing that made this time any different was the fact that she had given him the Granolith.

She wished that she’d had some way to make a deal with Khivar before she’d returned to Antar, but the truth was that she had been all alone. Nasedo had been loyal to Max, she’d only told that lie hoping to make Max pity her enough to let her go.

Tess hadn’t even considered betraying Max until after the summit. She’d told Max the truth. Lonni and Rath had tried to get into her mind and take the location of the Granolith, and she had fought them. She had felt the power within her build to an impossible point, and then she had passed out. When she awoke, Lonni and Rath were gone and Max was shaking her.

She didn’t know what she’d done or what had happened to Lonni and Rath, but after she had returned home she started having dreams, visions of her past life. Before that she hadn’t really remembered much about her true home beside a few images and feelings, but somehow she knew that her use of power in New York had helped her memories come out. At first the images were vague, jumbled, but over time they started getting clearer and clearer. And eventually she remembered her life on Antar, her marriage to Zan, Khivar, the war, the whole truth.

Her marriage had been arranged. She was the daughter of a powerful Duke on Antar but the marriage hadn’t sealed a treaty or anything. Zan had simply chosen her to be his wife, and of course her father had agreed.

She had never met Zan before the party announcing their betrothal, but in a quiet corner that night Zan had told her she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He had kissed her so sweetly, and she had fallen for him.

She had eagerly agreed to the marriage, wanting to be Queen, and she had actually believed herself desperately in love with Zan, and had thought he loved her in return. But after the wedding Zan had treated her abominably for someone of her rank, for his wife. He left her alone most of the time while he dealt with affairs of state. He rarely took her to parties or the theater or even out of the palace, only coming to her occasionally at night.

It wasn’t until later that she discovered Zan had never loved her. He had married her simply because she was beautiful and of noble birth, and he wanted an heir. She was simply a means to an end. And by the time she had discovered the whole truth, she hated him.

She would have done anything for him, forgiven him anything if he’d loved her, but he’d lied to her and used her love for him. That was why she had decided to betray her husband, her family, and take them back to Antar, to Khivar.

A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts, and the door opened before she could respond.

Khivar strode into her room and took a seat in a large chair, offering her a seat with a gesture.

Tess sat opposite him, practically holding her breath, awaiting his decision.

“Tell me your plan to bring Max and the others back here,” Khivar said.

His request surprised Tess but she nodded. “Once I started to remember my past life I knew that I had to hand Max and the Granolith over to you.”

“You thought you could bring Max and the Granolith home and be hailed as a hero?” Khivar asked sarcastically.

Tess shrugged. “I thought that you would welcome me back anyway. Let me live my life here.”

Khivar nodded and motioned for her to continue.

“Our protector told me that the Granolith could get us home, but he died and never told us how it worked. There was a book sent with us but none of us remembered how to read it. I was convinced it would tell how to work the Granolith but I knew Max didn’t want to go home. He is so wrapped up in his human life and would rather forget that I exist altogether. He would rather stay on Earth and be with Liz.”

Khivar nodded. “Liz is his human girlfriend.”

“Yes.” Tess continued. “I knew Max would never agree to having the book translated. So I mind warped one of our friends, Alex, and sent him to get the book translated.”

She bowed her head in genuine sorrow. “Unfortunately, his mind was too weakened by the mind warp and he broke out of it. He would have told Max everything and I couldn’t let him, so I tried to fix his mind, but he died.”

Tess looked up as she continued. “I had to give Max a reason to leave Earth, and that meant separating him from Liz. I started to drive a wedge between Max and Liz by pretending to help him with his memory recovery, but really I was mind warping him. And Alex’s death pushed Max and Liz even farther apart because she wouldn’t stop investigating. My plan was working perfectly. I waited for Max to reach rock bottom and then I went to him and planted the mind warp that we had made love. The next day I told him I was pregnant and a few days later I told him the baby was sick and couldn’t live on Earth.”

She shook her head. “I had planned to just suddenly, conveniently remember how to read the book so we could go home, but I didn’t have to. Liz was still defying Max, still interfering, so I led her to the translation and a control crystal I had prepared. I knew no one would question anything that Liz found.”

“And the plan was working,” Tess said. “We were standing around the Granolith about to leave when Liz came rushing in. Somehow she had discovered the truth about Alex, and Max turned on me.”

Tess shook her head remembering. “I was really scared there for a minute, I thought he was going to kill me. I think the mind warps did something to him, woke up his alien side. I barely escaped alive, and only because I reminded Max that killing me would kill his son.”

She thought that Khivar paled for a moment, but he quickly covered as he spoke. “Even though your intentions may have been good, you might have done all of us a disservice. Up until now Max hasn’t remembered the past or how to access the majority of his power, but you might have brought that out of him. And if you have, it will make killing him that much harder.”

Tess shook her head. “I only gave Max a few vague memories of being with me and Michael and Isabel. He didn’t remember anything on his own.”

Khivar nodded. “And Max never realized that you were mind warping him, or questioned the veracity of the sex or the child?”

Tess shook her head. “I am very good at my mind warps,” she said proudly. “Of course,” she admitted, ”now that I’m not on Earth to reinforce the mind warp, Max will eventually remember the truth.”

Khivar smiled. “I’m glad that you have so much confidence in your abilities, because I’ve decided to take you back to Earth so you can prove your loyalty.”

“But…” Tess started, only to have Khivar cut her off.

“This is not up for discussion,” Khivar said. “I am taking a compliment of troops to Earth to kill Max and Michael and retrieve Isabel, and you are coming with us.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Over the weekend Max and Liz made love many times. Sometimes it was slow and languorous, allowing them to explore every inch of each other’s bodies, and sometimes it was frenzied and urgent.

They barely left her room the whole two days, only occasionally for food, and calls of nature, and the several times Max had pulled them into the shower. He’d used the excuse of getting clean to rub the slippery soap over every part of Liz’s beautiful body, and she’d done the same to him. And it had excited them so much that he’d taken her several times under the hot spray of the water before they went back to her bed.

And even though hybrid-aliens recovered more quickly than humans, there were times when Max required a break. That was when he had discovered the pleasure of going down on Liz.

Sure, he’d thought about it before. The idea of what Liz would look like, smell like, taste like, had fueled many of his fantasies, but it was nothing compared to the real thing.

He nestled between her legs, which were spread wide for him, and took his time examining every inch of her. He brushed his fingers through her dark curls, a startling contrast to the porcelain whiteness of her skin. She was shaped like a delicate flower, the petals of her lower lips incredibly soft to his touch as he traced them with his fingers. He gently parted her folds and she gasped with pleasure, and the sweet sent of her arousal washed over him. It was so intoxicating that he couldn’t stop himself and he leaned in for a taste.

He stroked his tongue deep between her folds, dipping briefly into her center, lapping the smoky nectar. Instantly he was hard again but he ignored his erection, wanting to enjoy the newfound pleasure. He continued to lick her lower lips, as Liz started to writhe beneath him, and he slowly made his way to her clit. With a long hard stroke of his tongue he brushed over her sensitive nub and Liz arched up into him, gasping with pleasure.

Max smiled and started the process over again this time going down toward her center. With his tongue, he separated her folds and circled her wet core, moving ever closer. Each stroke of his tongue brought a new flow of juices from within her and he eagerly lapped them up.

It was driving him wild that he could turn Liz on so much using just a few strokes of his tongue. And more than anything he wanted to make her explode around him.

He dipped his tongue into her slit, making Liz moan, and he quickly thrust within her a few times before pulling out. This time Liz’s moans were of disappointment but they quickly changed as he swirled his tongue around her clit, bringing it into his mouth sucking it. She arched off the bed into him as he grazed her clit with his teeth and then he released it to return to the center of her desire.

Quickly he plunged his tongue into her and she writhed, gasping his name. He could tell that she was getting close and as he continued to thrust his tongue into her, he reached up and brushed her clit with his thumb.

After a few more thrusts of his tongue he withdrew from her and returned to her clit. He used his fingers to expose it to him and slashed at it quickly several times. Then he plunged his tongue back inside her as his fingers continued to brush her clit.

As he thrust within her, Max watched Liz’s head thrash from side to side and he closed his eyes plunging his tongue even deeper inside.

Liz came with a groan, clamping her legs around his head and Max greedily lapped up her juices as she rode out her orgasm. It was the sexiest thing he had ever experienced, Liz exploding under the gentle touch of his hands and tongue, her sweet taste and scent all around him. And Max knew he would never get enough her.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Monday - May 7th, 1999)
(West Roswell High School)


Song Playing: I Want You Now by Depeche Mode


Liz sat in class Monday morning trying to listen, but all she could think about was Max. They had exchanged glances as he hurried into class late, just moments ago, but they hadn’t been able to speak.

It had been so incredible spending the weekend with him, making love over and over again. But Max hadn’t spent the night last night because her parents were returning, and Liz was already having withdrawal symptoms. She craved Max’s warm hands and mouth on her body, lovingly kissing and caressing every inch. She missed the feel of him under hands, his familiar scent and taste, his naked body against hers. But most of all, her feminine core felt empty without him inside.

Her whole body felt different since she and Max had become lovers, more sensitive, more alive. There was a pleasant ache in her previously unused muscles because of their frequent, enthusiastic lovemaking. Her breasts tingled as if she could still feel Max’s hands and mouth on them, and the memory of the pleasure they had given one another resonated throughout her body and mind. But there were other more subtle changes too.

They had discovered that the connection was permanent between them and through it they could share thoughts and emotions. It was as if their lovemaking had opened their minds and souls to one another and bound them together.

Through the connection Liz could tell that Max wanted her as much as she wanted him.

And as if her thoughts had conjured him, Max turned his eyes to her and was suddenly in her mind. I missed you last night, he said. I could hardly sleep because I wanted to be inside you so badly.

Liz shivered in reaction and she knew Max felt her desire through the connection. I missed you too.

She felt an answering wave of desire from Max and gasped as her feminine core suddenly clenched and dampened.

Liz, Max growled through their connection, you’re so hot and ready for me, you’re going to drive me insane.

His words enflamed her even more. Max, I want you so much.

After class, he promised. In the eraser room.

For both of them the class seemed to last an eternity as they tried to curb their desire. When the bell rang they quickly walked down the hall, hand-in-hand, heading straight to the eraser room. Liz went inside first and Max closed the door behind them, locking it with his powers.

Instantly Liz was in his arms and he devoured her mouth, thrusting his tongue inside, mimicking what he was desperate to do to her. Through the connection, Max could feel Liz’s matching hunger and his hands moved between them to the fastening on her jeans. With a single yank he took down her pants and panties and they pooled on the floor at her sandal-clad feet.

Without breaking the kiss, Liz stepped out of her clothes and slipped off her sandals leaving her naked from the waist down.

Max pushed down his own jeans and boxers, freeing his aching cock. He picked Liz up easily, pressing her back into the wall, and with a powerful stroke he was deep inside.

The pleasure of having Max inside her nearly took Liz’s breath away and she wrapped her legs around him as he set a furious pace. Both of them were so ready that their joining was almost painful.

Max thrust inside her urgently, fast and hard, and within only a matter of moments they both exploded.

He collapsed against her, shuddering from the power of his release, his breath coming in gasps. “Liz,” he groaned, “I needed that so much, to be close to you, to feel you around me.”

“Me too,” Liz gasped, as she touched his face. “I felt like I was going crazy without you.”

Max allowed them a handful of moments to catch their breath. Then he placed a gentle kiss on her lips before pulling out of her and lowering her to the floor. With a pass of his hand he cleaned them both and then gathered Liz’s clothes, handing them to her. “I would love to stay with you all day doing this, but with finals coming up, I think we’d better get to class.”

Liz smiled. “It could be a little hard to explain why we failed all of our tests.”

Max nodded and devoured her greedily with his eyes as she got dressed.

Liz felt his gaze on her. “But if you don’t stop looking at me like that, neither one of us is going to make it to class.”

Max smiled, meeting her eyes. “I thought looking would be much less dangerous than touching.” He took a step closer. “It’s just that it’s all so new, being back together, and being able to be so open. To look at you and touch you like I want to, to tell you how much I love you.”

Liz wrapped her arms around him. “I know what you mean, because I feel that way too.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(New York, NY)
(The dupe’s underground home)

Lonni watched as Rath finished the last of his reps with the weights. “How do you feel today?”

“Good,” he nodded, “almost back to normal.”

She brushed his long hair off his sweat-covered neck, examining the burn scar on the left side of his face. “That’s good, baby.”

Lonni had spent the last few months gradually bringing him back to health after what Tess had done.

After the summit she and Rath had tried to get the location of the Granolith from Tess’ mind and it was working, but suddenly Tess had screamed in rage and a power had erupted from her. A fireball had surrounded Tess and flashed outward. Lonni had dived for cover but Rath hadn’t been so lucky.

He’d been engulfed by Tess’ fire and burned terribly. Lonni had dragged him back to their home and spent the next week using every ounce of her power just to keep him alive. She didn’t have healing powers like Zan or Max but she could heal simple things. And each day she pushed all of her power into him, carefully searching for his worst injuries and healing them the best she could.

It had taken months, with her meager healing abilities and Rath’s own natural healing, along with hours of physical therapy, for him to get back to normal.

Lonni brushed her fingers over the scars on his face. “I’ll try again to fix your face.”

Rath nodded. “I’m ready to finish this. I want revenge for the pain that bitch put me through.”

Lonni touched his shoulders soothingly. “We’ll get revenge, but we have to be careful. We can’t take on Tess directly or Max. They’re too powerful.”

“So what do we do?” Rath asked.

“I say we just kill Max and Tess, maybe another convenient auto-pedestrian accident. Then we can go through their friends one at a time until we find out where the Granolith is. I suggest we start with Max’s former girlfriend though. What do you bet that my cornball brother told her the Granolith’s location?”

Rath nodded and smiled. “Liz.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(West Roswell High School)

With an arm around Liz, Max walked her to her locker and kissed her thoroughly. “I’ll see you in history.”

Liz smiled and touched his face, “Yeah, I’ll see you there.”

Max leaned in to kiss her again. He pressed his forehead to hers, inhaling her clean scent. “Okay, I’m really leaving now.”

Liz nodded stood up on tiptoes, pressing her lips to his briefly. “Okay.”

He took a step away and then turned back and pulled her into his arms for another quick kiss, before releasing her and hurrying down the hall.

Liz sighed as she watched him walk away, but was interrupted by Maria’s voice behind her.

“So Liz, you don’t return my calls all weekend and now I find you and Max practically devouring each other in the school hall. Looks to me like you’re back together again.”

Liz nodded, a huge grin breaking out that she couldn’t contain. She took Maria’s arm and leaned in close, “Max and I spent the whole weekend together.”

“Together,” Maria drawled. “Does that mean together, or” she raised her eyebrows, “together?”

Liz met her eyes and nodded.

The shock was evident on Maria’s face. “You and Max…” she trailed off. “But what about Tess and his son?”

Liz shook her head. “We didn’t really talk about that. We just decided to make a clean start.”

“But Liz,” Maria argued, “you have to talk about it. His wife and son aren’t just going to go away.”

“We will talk about it,” Liz said. “But when we were together it made our connection permanent and we could see and feel all of the hurt and anger and regret that the other felt. And it was so cathartic to experience it that way. It helped us to understand what we both went through.”

Maria nodded. “I just hope you aren’t going too fast and regret it later.”

Liz sighed. “It’s not like it was completely Max’s fault. I pushed him away so many times. I broke his heart when I pretended to sleep with Kyle, and pushed him to Tess. I just shouldn’t have been surprised when it really happened.” Liz shook her head. “We both did things to hurt each other, and we have both been in a lot of pain for so long. And I can’t say that I’m not still hurt, and we need to work through a lot. But I just decided that I wasn’t going to let Tess ruin any more of my life. Max and I want to be together. Don’t we deserve to have a little happiness?”

“Okay,” Maria agreed, “maybe you’re right. I always thought you belonged together.” She leaned into Liz. “But you and Max aren’t the only ones who took a big step in human - alien relations.”

Liz looked at Maria. “When did this happen?”

“Before they were supposed to leave,” Maria said. “I was going to tell you that night. But then my mom started remembering, and everything happened so fast with Kyle and Tess.” She shook her head. “I just didn’t have the chance to tell you.”

“And that’s why Michael came out of the pod chamber,” Liz realized. “To stay on Earth with you.”

Maria nodded.

“That’s great Maria,” Liz said sincerely. “You deserve to be happy.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


With a goofy grin Max continued to his locker. He was just getting his books when Michael appeared.

“Maxwell,” he said, swatting Max’s shoulder, “I tried to call you several times this weekend, and Maria tells me that Liz didn’t answer any of her calls, so I’m guessing you and Liz are back together.”

Max’s smile widened as they started down the hall.

Michael nodded. “That’s a yes all right. I never see you that happy unless Liz is involved.”

“We decided to put all of the crap behind us and start over,” Max said.

“And…” Michael prompted.

“You’re right,” Max admitted. “Liz and I spent the whole weekend together.” He’d had no hesitation in telling Michael about his night with Tess, but the fact that he and Liz had become lovers seemed too special to just blurt out, even to his best friend.

But Michael picked up on Max’s reticence, and with a hand to his shoulder stopped them in the hall. “Wait a minute. You and Liz?”

Max stuffed his hands into his pockets and shifted uncomfortably.

“You did,” Michael said realizing the truth. “The whole weekend?”

Max couldn’t contain his happiness and finally smiled. “It was incredible.”

Michael cocked his head and scratched at his eyebrow. “Better than, um…”

Max nodded. “Not even comparable. I love Liz, and with her it was like coming home. The connection between us came back and hasn’t gone away.”

Michael shook his head. “What does that mean exactly?”

“I can hear Liz’s thoughts,” Max explained, “feel her emotions. It makes us so close.”

“And you didn’t have a connection with Tess?” Michael asked.

Max shook his head. “No, and I wouldn’t have wanted it, even before we found out what Tess did. I never loved her, it was just all a stupid mistake.”

Michael nodded. “And was the um, physical sensation, the same with Liz?”

“It seemed pretty normal,” Max said. “I think it was different with Tess because of the alien factor.” Max shrugged. “Of course with Liz, I wanted to savor every moment, and make every inch of her skin glow.”

Michael leaned in. “Make her skin glow? You never mentioned that with Tess. How did you know how to make Liz’s skin glow?”

“When Liz and I first got together and she was getting visions, I discovered I could make her skin glow when I pushed a little power into her. And I didn’t know it would happen, it was just instinct. But I didn’t do that with Tess,” Max said. “I didn’t want to. It just seemed so intimate.”

Michael’s brow creased. “More intimate than sleeping with her?”

Max shook his head. “I know it sounds dumb, but that’s how I felt. It’s something that was special between Liz and myself.”

“It doesn’t sound dumb,” Michael said. “I know you never stopped loving Liz.”

Max nodded and Michael continued. “But I might have to try that glow thing the next time Maria and I get together.”

Max looked at Michael. “Are you saying that you and Maria…”

Michael nodded. “The night we were supposed to leave. That’s one of the reasons I wanted to talk to you this weekend.”

Max patted him on the back. “That’s great Michael. I’ve always thought Maria was good for you.” Suddenly the truth occurred to Max. “That’s why you decided to stay on Earth.”

Michael smiled. “It’s like what you said, Max. I knew I was already home.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Michael’s Apartment)

Hand-in-hand, Max and Liz were the last ones to arrive for the meeting, because they’d visited the eraser room for the third time that day to make urgent love. They hadn’t been able to keep their hands off one another, their desire fueled by each other’s thoughts and feelings shared through the connection.

Max led Liz to the sofa and pulled her down next to him, entwining their fingers.

Isabel watched them with a touch of jealousy, her loss of Alex so recent. It seemed like everything always worked out for Max, no matter what he did, no matter how much of a jerk he was. He’d slept with Tess and gotten her pregnant but still Liz took him back. Isabel looked away as Max started.

Max looked around at the remaining members of the group. Jim Valenti and Kyle, Michael and Maria, and Isabel, they all looked so lost. “I’m sure that you all know by now that the pod chamber and everything inside it was destroyed. The healing stones, the orbs and the book, it’s all gone. And now that we know Tess betrayed us we can’t believe anything she said. She must have led Liz to the translation and we can’t believe that was real either. Tess probably only gave us the information she wanted us to have. But since the book was destroyed we’ll never know what was really in it. The only link to Antar and my son is Larek.”

Max continued. “Brody’s out of town until Wednesday but then I want to go and contact Larek, find out what he can tell us.”

There were nods around the room.

Max glanced at Liz before continuing and she nodded. He and Liz had decided to tell the others about his future self’s visit but not how he had come back. Liz hadn’t even told Maria how Max came back in time, and the less people who knew about the Granolith’s potential, the better.

“There is something else we need to tell you,” Max said. “Last fall Liz had a visitor.” He paused and looked around at the rapt faces before him. “From the future.”

The looks on their faces turned to disbelief.

Michael was the first to speak. “The future? What the hell are you talking about? Is this a joke?”

Max shook his head and Liz continued. “It was Max.”

“Max,” Michael said in a wooden tone, looking at Liz. “Max came back in time to visit you.”

Liz nodded. “Max came back to tell me that in his time Khivar took over the Earth. But he said with my help he could stop it from happening. He said that in his time Tess had left and that made you weaker, but this time we could get her to stay if Max was with her.”

“So that’s why you pretended to sleep with me that night?” Kyle asked.

Liz nodded. “Yes,” she said softly as she squeezed Max’s hand. “It was the only way I could think of to get Max to turn away from me.”

Max squeezed her hand and kissed the top of her head. I never stopped loving you. Nothing could change that.

Tears pricked at Liz’s eyes.

Michael spoke up. “How did Khivar take over the Earth? And how did the other Max think Tess was going to help us?”

“I don’t know,” Liz said, her voice thick with emotion. She wiped at her eyes. “He wouldn’t tell me very much. He only said that because he married me in his time, Tess left and fourteen years from now it caused the end of the world.”

“But Tess left again,” Isabel said. “She was with Max but she betrayed us anyway.” She shook her head. “The Max from the future was wrong.”

Michael looked at Liz. “Yeah, why would Max tell you that? Are you sure it was him? What if it was another of Tess mind warps?”

Max shook his head as he squeezed Liz’s hand. “At this point it really doesn’t matter if it was me or not. We just wanted everyone to know. If it was true then we have to be prepared.”

“What are we going to do?” Isabel asked, the panic evident in her tone. “I’m sure Tess has told Khivar everything about us, where we live, our strengths and weaknesses. How can we ever win?”

“Calm down, Isabel,” Max said somewhat harshly and then continued in a softer tone. “We’re not going to accomplish anything by panicking. Now that Khivar has my son maybe he’ll leave us alone. I think we should see what Larek has to say first. Maybe he can tell us what Khivar is doing.”

Max shook his head. “But we have some more urgent things to deal with. We should get rid of Tess’ stuff. No one will believe that she left town with all of her stuff here, and her car.”

Michael nodded. “What about the Jeep?”

“I reported it stolen,” Max said. “I’m driving my mom’s car for now.” He shook his head again. “But the most important thing is that we need to keep alert, look for anything unusual.”

Kyle huffed. “Like an alien army invading Earth.”

“Great,” Michael said sarcastically. “The brilliant hide in plain sight strategy.”

“What Michael?” Max barked. “What the hell else do you want us to do? Leave town? Go into hiding?” He shook his head. “I’m not going to let Khivar or anyone else dictate how I live.”

“Okay,” Michael said placatingly. “So we meet at the UFO museum to talk to Brody on Wednesday.”

Max shook his head. “We don’t need to make a big production. Liz and I will go, and if we find out anything we’ll let you know.”

Isabel watched as Jim and Kyle, and then Max and Liz left. “His Majesty is leaving the building,” she mocked, turning toward Michael. “Can you believe that he ordered us not to go see Brody?”

Michael shook his head. “Give it a rest Isabel. Maybe Max is right. All of us stomping into Brody’s office all the time might get suspicious. And Max will tell us what happens.”

Isabel shook her head incredulously and walked out.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Max climbed into bed still missing Liz, but not quite as hungry for her because he had just taken her home from Buckley Point, where they had made love several times in the back seat of his parents’ car.

He felt a pleasant languor throughout his body, and within minutes he fell into a deep sleep.

The dream came almost immediately.



Max had a flash of a ruined street. Crumbling buildings. Fires.

Screams filled the air. A roar of rage.

And there was blood everywhere. So much blood.



Immediately Max came awake gagging, and barely leaned over the side of the bed before retching the contents of his stomach.

He’d never experienced anything like the dream before. It had been so real. He could feel the fear and the rage, and the smell of the blood was overwhelming.

It was the first memory he’d gotten on his own, and he had no doubt that it was a memory.

Max pressed his hands to his head. To what kind of world had he sent his son?


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


TBC


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Thank you everyone for all of the great feedback. I'm glad you're enjoying the story.

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- Thanks for the kind words. Keep reading!


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- Max is starting to remember his past, and he's worried about how bad things are on Antar under 50+ years of Khivar's rule.
And yes the reason for the lovemaking will be revealed, but not yet. :wink:


For Ellie, my babe, thanks for all the support. And yeah, Max has no clue where Isabel is concerned.


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PART 3


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Tuesday - May 8th, 1999)

Liz went into the Crashdown and hurried through the busy dining room. Her parents were gone for a couple of hours and she had invited Max to come over. They had made love twice at school but Liz was desperate to have him inside her again.

She pushed open the door into the back room but was stopped just inside the door by a familiar voice.

“Liz,” Sean called out. He followed her into the back room and attempted to take her into his arms.

“Sean,” Liz said, stepping back to avoid his embrace. She had completely forgotten about him when she had gotten back together with Max.

Sean’s brow creased with confusion when she stepped away. “What’s wrong, Liz? I’ve been trying to call you for the last three days. After Friday night, I thought we were getting close.”

Liz shook her head guiltily. “Oh Sean, I’m so sorry, but there can’t ever be anything like that between us.”

Sean stepped closer to her. “Liz, you’ve been coming on hot and cold for weeks and then you jump me Friday, and now you’re regretting it.”

“I do regret it,” Liz said softly, “but not why you think.” She took a step back. “Sean I got back together with Max.”

“What?” Sean asked incredulously. “On Friday you said he’d broken your heart.” He shook his head. “I am such an idiot. It was all just a big tease. You were using me to make Max jealous weren’t you? And it must have worked.”

Liz’s first instinct was to defend herself and tell him he was wrong, but it might be easier for Sean to believe his misconceptions. She nodded. “I’m sorry Sean. I really am.”

Sean backed up a step, shaking his head. “I thought you were different. I thought…” he trailed off as the door opened behind him and he turned to see Max. Sean snorted as he looked from Max to Liz. “You two deserve each other.” He pushed past Max and through the door.

“He’s mad that we’re back together.” Max said.

Liz nodded. “I forgot to tell him,” she said with a sigh. “I let him think there could be something between us, but there never could have been, because I never stopped loving you.”

Max took her in his arms. “I can understand his pain because I’ve experienced it.” He hugged her fiercely. “I’m just so grateful that we’re together finally. I didn’t want to live without you.”

Liz hugged him back. “Me either Max. I knew I would never be happy without you.”

They went up the stairs and Liz kissed Max hard as she pulled him into her room. She started to pull his shirt over his head but Max stopped her.

“Wait,” he breathed. “Wait, Liz.”

Liz smiled. “It’s okay. My parents are gone for a couple of hours.”

Max shook his head backing up a step. “No, it’s not that. It just seems like every time we get a few minutes alone all we do is…“ he trailed off. “I just don’t want you to think that sex is the only reason I want to spend time with you. We haven’t talked much since we got back together and we haven’t talked about Tess or my son at all.”

Liz took a step closer. “I don’t think that Max. I can feel your love through the connection.” She reached out to him. “You don’t think that about me, do you? That all I want from you is sex?”

“Of course not.” Max said. “I just wanted to make sure that you…” he trailed off with a groan as Liz closed the distance between them and cupped his erection through his pants, squeezing lightly.

She met his eyes. “We’ll talk afterward, I promise. Right now I just need you inside me, okay?”

Max nodded. “Anything you want.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Copper Summit, AZ)

Nicholas paced around his office. For months he had been the only one of his troops who wasn’t confined to the ship. All of the others’ husks had failed, and it was only with a large expenditure of his powers that he was able to keep his own husk alive.

He hated to admit failure on the mission but he didn’t know what he could do alone. The Royal Four were just too powerful. He and Khivar had been trying to devise a plan but so far nothing they had come up with had satisfied them.

A light flashed on the panel and Nicholas rushed to answer it. “Your Majesty,” Nicholas greeted formally. “How nice to hear from you.”

“I have good news,” Khivar said. “Tess has apparently turned from Max and she has brought the Granolith to Antar.”

“Tess?” Nicholas gasped. “She’s the one who nearly wiped us out. Why would she turn now?”

Khivar laughed. “She says she remembers her other life and she has always supported us.”

Nicholas nodded. “But you think she may be a spy.”

“It is possible,” Khivar admitted. “But the more I talk to her, the more I believe her. In any event, I will be arriving on Earth in a matter of days, with a fully stocked ship to create more husks, and a new compliment of troops. And I am bringing Tess. I’ll let her prove her loyalty by helping us kill Max and Michael.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Liz twirled around her room as she got ready for bed, feeling so happy and free. She and Max had made sweet love and then they had talked for hours about the events of the past year; Future Max’s visit, Tess, Max’s son. And even though it still hurt her to know that Max had slept with Tess, Liz understood the reasons, the pain he had experienced. She forgave him for his actions, and forgave herself for her own actions that had driven him to Tess.

Future Max had made her think that they could save the world, and maybe they had changed what happened. But Liz had thought she could control every thing and every one, and it just wasn’t true. They had changed things, but had they really made it a better world? Alex was dead, Max had a son with Tess, Khivar had the Granolith, and it was her fault. So how could she possibly blame Max for doing what she’d set him up to do?

Liz was glad that she’d suggested putting it all behind them and starting over. So much had been taken from them and she didn’t want to waste any more time. Being with Max was all she had ever wanted, and now that they were together completely she was happier than she’d ever been.

Their being together in Future Max’s time may have ended the world, but being apart didn’t seem to have made things better. She was more convinced than ever that they should be together. They were stronger together, and together they could fight whatever came their way.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Wednesday - May 9th, 1999)
(Crashdown Café)

Isabel watched as Liz leaned into Max laughing at the dumb joke he had made and Max placed a kiss on her forehead.

Then Isabel’s eyes turned to Maria and Michael who were bickering in the back room.

Max and Liz. Maria and Michael. Watching the couples every day just reinforced the fact that Isabel was alone.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Maria followed Liz into the back room of the Crashdown and pulled her into a quiet corner. “So do you want to tell me what happened with you and Sean?”

Liz shook her head. “Friday after Max told me about Tess and the baby, and that they were leaving, I was so upset and I felt so betrayed and alone, and I went to Sean.”

“You went to Sean for what?” Maria asked.

Liz shook her head again. “I was just sick of everything. I had made all of these sacrifices for Max, and none of it mattered. So I went to Sean intending to sleep with him, to try and get rid of this empty feeling inside.”

“Liz,” Maria said sympathetically.

“But I couldn’t do it,” Liz said. “I kissed him a few times and I just knew it was wrong. I didn’t want my first time to be with Sean because I didn’t love him.”

Maria nodded, “And when you got back together with Max it hurt Sean because he thought you were getting close.”

Liz nodded. “I thought it would be easier for him if he thought I had just used him to get Max back.”

“Well that explains it,” Maria said. “When I got home this afternoon my Mom told me that Sean packed up and left. He left a note saying he was going home to his parents.”

“I’m sorry, Maria,” Liz started, but Maria cut her off.

“Good riddance if you ask me,” Maria said. “I mean with everything else going on, the last thing we need is my loser cousin hanging around.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Roswell UFO Museum)

Max and Liz walked into Brody’s office. “Hey Brody,” they greeted him.

“Max,” Brody greeted, “and Liz, how nice to see you. I don’t get over to the Crashdown nearly as much as I used to.”

Liz nodded, distracting him while Max moved behind him. “Well we still have your favorite sandwich on the menu.”

Max placed a hand on Brody’s shoulder and pushed a small amount of power into him.

After a moment Brody looked at Liz and then Max. “It’s Larek, Max.”

“Tess betrayed us, Larek,” Max said, getting right to the point. “She got pregnant with my son and tricked us into going back to Antar. She was planning to hand us all over to Khivar with the Granolith.” He moved to stand by Liz putting an arm around her waist, “But Liz found out the truth and stopped us from going. Unfortunately I couldn’t stop the Granolith and Tess took it and my son to Khivar.”

“Your wife betrayed you?” Larek hissed. “You made her a Queen. You gave her everything.”

Max shook his head. “I couldn’t love her like she wanted.”

“That’s grounds for a divorce,” Larek said, “not letting a planet slip through your fingers.” He turned introspective. “Or perhaps she has set her sights on Khivar, hoping to become Queen again through him.”

“I don’t know,” Max said. “But we need you to find out anything you can about the Granolith and Khivar’s plans, and about my son.”

Larek nodded. “Of course. Anything you need, my friend. I will contact you immediately when I have news.”

Liz nodded. “Thank you Larek. I don’t know what we would have done without your help.”

Larek focused on Liz and smiled before turning to speak to Max. “At least you now know who your loyal supporters are.” He motioned to Liz. “Liz is to be your new wife.”

Max took Liz’s hand and nodded. “She is my wife in everything but name. Even though Liz was born human, she was my true wife all along. She was the one who supported me and saved my life more than once. She’s my life, my love, my soul mate.”

Larek nodded approvingly. “I wish you much joy in your life together.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


In her dream Isabel sat in Alex’s room telling him about the events of the last few days. “So even though Max stopped me from leaving town, he still hasn’t apologized to me. And Michael’s almost as bad. He supported Max all the way, told me I couldn’t leave, and he hasn’t apologized either.”

Alex strummed his guitar. “So what do you want me to say, Isabel?”

Isabel shook her head. “I want you to say that Max was wrong and he’s a jerk.”

“Okay,” Alex said, strumming the guitar again. “Max was wrong and he’s a jerk.”

Isabel smiled.

Alex put the guitar down. “You know if I were really here I would never say that.”

Isabel’s smile faded. “Yeah, I know.”

“And you know the truth,” Alex said. “Max could have found a better way to get you to stay, but he was right not to let you leave. You needed to be here. You still do.”

Isabel nodded. “I know. I’m just still mad at him, I guess,” she said with a sigh, shaking her head. ”I still can’t believe that Liz took him back so quickly after how he treated her, and then he slept with Tess and got her pregnant.”

Alex took her hand. “Liz loves him, and sometimes love allows you to forgive a lot of things.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Thursday - May 10th, 1999)
(Crashdown Cafe)

Michael and Maria slid in the booth across from Max and Liz, in the otherwise empty restaurant, and Isabel pulled a chair to the end of the table.

“So what’s the deal?” Michael asked.

Max shook his head. “What deal?”

Michael leaned forward. “You know, what did Larek say?”

“He didn’t say anything,” Max said.

“Wait,” Isabel said. “You did talk to him, didn’t you?”

Max nodded. “Of course.”

“And he didn’t say anything,” Isabel said sarcastically.

“He didn’t know anything,” Max said, getting annoyed.

“Max,” Isabel complained, “I’ve been waiting for you to call all day. I thought you’d have some important news.”

“Yeah, Max,” Michael said. “We’ve all been waiting to see what he said.”

“And I would have told you, if he’d said anything,” Max growled. He looked around, realizing how loud his outburst had been and then turned back to Isabel and Michael. “What is this about anyway?”

Isabel leaned in, whispering fiercely. “You just made this announcement that you and Liz were going to talk to Larek and then you don’t even tell us about it. Like we’re not even involved or something.”

“Isabel,” Michael said, surprised.

But Max cut him off. “Okay Isabel, you’re still mad at me, but that’s no reason to go off on Liz.”

Isabel shook her head. “I didn’t say anything against Liz.” She met Liz’s eyes across the table. “I’m grateful for everything you did for us, and especially for stopping us from going to Antar.”

“Isabel…” Liz started, only to be cut off as Isabel shook her head.

“I didn’t want to go,” Isabel said meeting Max’s eyes, “and the only reason we were going is because of Max.” She spoke directly to her brother, “Your actions, your bad decisions, that’s why we were leaving our home and everybody we love. You were leaving Liz to go with your murdering slut of a wife.”

“Iz,” Max growled.

Isabel ignored him and continued. “We’re trusting you to lead us and you screwed up, big time.”

“Nobody’s perfect,” Liz said, automatically defending Max. “We’ve all made mistakes. Max is doing the best he can.”

“Is he?” Isabel asked sarcastically.

“That’s enough!” Max roared, and immediately lowered his voice to an angry hiss. “We shouldn’t be fighting each other. We have plenty of enemies trying to kill us. If we don’t work together that’s exactly what’s going to happen.”

Michael spoke up. “Max is right, Isabel. We need to work together now more than ever.”

Isabel turned on Michael as she rose from the table. “Of course you’d say that. You’re just my brother’s flunky.”

She turned and walked out the door.

Max started to rise but Liz’s hand on his arm stopped him.

Max had told her what he’d done to Isabel to make her stay in town, and the tricks she had played on him. And on top of Alex death and Tess’ betrayal, Liz understood Isabel’s feelings of helplessness. “Max,” she said softly. “With Alex’s death and everything, Isabel has had a rough time lately.”

“We all have,” Maria said.

Liz nodded. “We lost our friend, but Isabel lost her love.”

They sat in silence for a few moments and without a word Max took Liz’s hand and rose, pulling her with him, and they went out the door.

Maria leaned against Michael sighing. “I bet I know where they’re going.”

Michael nodded and suddenly they both looked at one another. A knowing smile lifted the corners of Michael lips as he leaned in. “I think we should close early.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Song Playing: Rise by Disturbed


Max hadn’t needed to say a word to her. Liz could feel his emotions and intentions surging through their bond. And when he took her hand, she had eagerly gone with him

They drove for a short time to a secluded spot and climbed into the backseat.

Liz instantly wriggled out of her pants and underwear, kicking them aside, and parted her legs, welcoming Max. He surged into her setting an urgent pace and Liz grasped at his back encouraging him.

Max pistoned into Liz fast and deep, each thrust burying him to the hilt. His anger consumed him, and being inside Liz was the best, the only place that he had ever found relief. In their combined minds their emotions swirled together and fed off each other, until neither one knew whose thoughts where who’s. Max’s anger found an answering fury in Liz and it multiplied together, building quickly, as did their orgasms.

Liz’s body was warm and welcoming, and open to him whenever he needed her, just like her mind, heart and soul. Through the bond, Max knew that Liz accepted everything about him, even his faults. She loved him unconditionally and wanted everything he was, everything he could give her.

He thrust into even harder, grunting with the exertion, and drawing gasps of pleasure from Liz. Max could feel in Liz’s mind that his thrusts were almost on the brink of pain, but it only heightened her pleasure, knowing that he was taking her to the edge. He continued, slamming their lower bodies together, until sweat poured off them both.

Liz suddenly climaxed, arching up into him, and with a final deep thrust Max exploded, growling his completion.

He took Liz’s limp, sated body into his arms and slowly leaned back into a sitting position, pulling her on top of him. But he was careful not to let his cock slide out of her, since they both preferred to have him inside.

He held her to him tightly, their breathing gradually returning to normal, his anger having dissolved with their orgasm. “Thank you, Liz, for being here, for believing in me, for loving me. I love you so much and I need you, your support, your love.”

“I’ll always be there for you Max, no matter what,” Liz vowed. “I would do anything for you. And I’ll never stop loving you.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Evans’ House)

Max knocked softly on Isabel’s door. “Can I talk to you for a minute, Iz?”

When she didn’t answer after a moment, he opened the door and went inside. Isabel was on her bed, sitting in the dark, crying softly. Max sat down next to her. “Iz, I’m sorry about not telling you about the meeting with Larek. It’s just that there was nothing to tell, and I didn’t think it was that big a deal.”

Isabel looked at him though her tears. “But you changed your mind. You think now that you were wrong not to tell me?”

“Well,” Max said, “Liz and I talked and I guess I can see it from your point of view better.”

Isabel’s eyes narrowed. “Liz told you to apologize to me. That’s the only reason you’re here, isn’t it?” She shook her head. “You never apologized to me for forcing me to stay here and not go to college.”

Max shook his head. “Because I’m not sorry. You need to be here. That hasn’t changed. Maybe I could have found a better way, but you were being so stubborn.”

Isabel gasped in surprise, but Max continued. “I’m the leader Isabel, and right or wrong that means I’m in charge. I try not to interfere in your life too much, but I’m trying to save our lives and there are times that you have to do what I say.”

“I can’t believe that you said that, Max,” Isabel said incredulously.

“Well what do you want?” Max asked, his voice rising. “You and Michael are always telling me you don’t like how I do things, but you never have any suggestions either. Someone has to be in charge, someone has to make the hard decisions. And even though I don’t want it, that’s who I am and it’s never going to change. People are going to try and kill us our whole lives just because of who we are.”

He shook his head continuing in a softer tone. “Don’t you think I would love to go back to the time before Tess and Nasedo came, before we knew any of this, and just live blissfully ignorant? All I have ever wanted was Liz, and because of all of this alien crap I nearly lost her forever. I am just so lucky that she forgave me and took me back. I don’t feel whole without her.”

“And I know you lost Alex, and you’re hurting, but now is not the time to be making rash decisions. Believe me, I know. Why do you think I slept with Tess? It’s because I thought Liz had stopped loving me, and nothing seemed to matter any more. But that one stupid mistake changed everything and nearly got us all killed.”

Isabel listened to his words, nodding. Max was right about one thing. He was lucky. Even though he had nearly lost Liz, Liz was still alive and she had taken him back. Alex was dead and nothing would change that.

Max had continued talking while she zoned out, and Isabel focused on him again.

“So I promise to keep you and Michael informed, okay?” Max said.

Isabel nodded absentmindedly, knowing that Max thought she had forgiven him. She let him pull her into an embrace. He was so focused on Liz and himself that he didn’t see how much pain she was in.

Yeah, she thought to herself, Max was lucky. No matter what, things always seemed to work out for him. Liz, Michael, herself, and even Alex, were all just casualties in his wake.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Fire.

Smoldering ruins as far as he could see.

The acrid smell of smoke was almost overwhelming but even stronger was the copper scent of fresh blood.

He looked down and saw the sticky, red substance covering his hands and the large sword he was holding.

Max woke up with a jolt, the smell of blood still in his nose. Automatically he held up his hands, looking for the blood, and collapsed in relief when he didn’t see any.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


TBC


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Thanks everyone for all the feedback and support.

aurorasky - yup, Khivar is coming
jbfan - glad you like Alpha & Omega. Hope you like this one just as much
frenchkiss70 - more about Tess’ mindwarp in this part
83 AlienAngel - a little about Kyle this part
nibbles2 - it is true, everyone is caught up in their own stuff
kissme4ever123 - thanks for the feedback
cocopucks - more about Isabel this part
begonia9508 - Max has a definate lack of tact when it comes to his sister
Behrystrwbry - more about Max’s dreams soon
Ellie - thanks for all the support babe



~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


PART 4


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Friday - May 11th, 2001)
(Copper Summit, AZ)

They had arrived in Copper Summit that morning but Tess still hadn’t been off the ship. Khivar had blocked her powers with an amplifier and left her in a room on the ship, with a single guard. She didn’t know what his plans were or what he wanted her to do. He hadn’t told her anything.

She was somewhat nervous about helping Khivar. She had expected him to welcome her back to Antar and her part in the war would be over. But Khivar was forcing her to prove her loyalty. And Tess knew Max would kill her if he found out she was on Earth again.

Suddenly the door slid open and a guard came in. “Khivar requests your presence.”

He led her down the corridor and into an ornate office where Nicholas and Khivar were seated. With an elegant gesture Khivar motioned for her to have a seat.

Tess sat down and looked between Nicholas and Khivar waiting for them to start.

“When does Max think his son will be born?” Khivar asked.

The question wasn’t what Tess expected. “Um, at the end of this month.”

Khivar nodded. “And how long until the mind warp starts to wear off him?”

Tess shrugged. “I don’t know. Everyone is different. I’d been mind warping Max every day since I told him I was pregnant, so he wouldn’t question it. But it will probably last at least a few weeks.”

“And you’ve been away from him about a week,” Khivar mused.

Tess nodded. “I will need to be pretty close to him to reinforce the mind warp.”

Khivar’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. “How close?”

“I at least need to be within a few miles.” Tess shook her head. “Closer than I want to be, believe me. Max will kill me if he figures out I lied to him about the baby.”

“Then you’d better make sure he doesn’t remember the truth,” Khivar said smoothly. “There is something else I want you to do though.”

“What’s that? Tess asked apprehensively.

Khivar continued. “At the end of the month I want you to start sending Max visions of his son trying to contact him.”

Tess shook her head. “That’s not a good idea. It will drive him crazy.”

Khivar smiled. That’s exactly what I’m hoping for.”

He rose from his seat. “Tomorrow Nicholas will take you to Roswell so you can reinforce Max’s mind warp. Of course any deviation from the plan on your part will be interpreted as betrayal and Nicholas has orders to kill you.”

Tess shivered. “I’ll do what you say.”

Khivar nodded. “Just behave tomorrow and do a good job, and we will wait until after Max expects his son to be born to start sending him the visions.”

With a wave of his hand Khivar dismissed her and Nicholas opened the door for the guard to take her back to her room. When the door closed behind her, Nicholas turned back to Khivar.

“What do you think your Majesty?”

Khivar shrugged. “I think this could be one of the biggest breaks we’ve had in a while. Tess’ abilities will fit in with the plan perfectly. The power of the Granolith has sped up the maturation process of the husks, and they are almost ready. We’ll give the new troops a chance to become accustomed to them, and then we’ll proceed.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Evans’ house - Max’s bedroom)


Song Playing: You and Me by Lifehouse


With his tongue and fingers Max had brought Liz to orgasm again and again, so many times she’d lost count, making her skin glow gold almost incandescently until she was a quivering bundle of nerves. Then he had plunged his hard shaft into her waiting heat, setting an urgent pace. With a few of Max’s deep strokes, Liz came again, and a moment later Max followed her.

Max collapsed on top of her breathing hard and Liz basked in the sensations that only he could cause. Every time with Max was wonderful, amazing even, but when she had orgasmed the last time, something seemed different. It was like something in her mind had opened, expanded, and the world around her was altered somehow.

Liz languidly stroked Max’s back as their spasms of pleasure slowed and their breathing returned to normal. She couldn’t quite put her finger on what was different, she just knew that something was.

Suddenly Max raised up to look in her face, with wide eyes. “Liz, you have power running all through you,” he gasped. “I can feel it.”

Confused Liz reached up to touch his face. “What are you talking about?”

“Ava said you were changed,” Max said, “and you are.”

Liz shook her head, tracing Max’s strong jaw, but stopped almost immediately when a soft blue glow followed her hand. Gasping with surprise she snatched her hand back, examining it closely.

She met Max’s eyes and he nodded encouragingly.

Once again she reached to him, touching his chest, caressing it, and they both saw the glow that she was causing. “What does this mean, Max?”

He smiled. “It means you’re getting powers. You’re becoming like me.”

Liz nodded. “I contacted you in New York but nothing has happened since. I was beginning to think it really wasn’t going to happen. But I felt something inside change just now. I think somehow you made it happen.”

“I think it’s been gradually happening since I healed you,” Max said softly. “It just took time to get strong enough to come out. And I think you’re right, I sped the process along. I was pushing a lot of power into you just now and I guess it helped complete the transformation.” He touched her face gently. “You don’t seem freaked out. All I can feel through the bond is curiosity, acceptance, and even relief.”

Liz shook her head. “I’m not freaked out, at all. I thought maybe I would be, but it just makes me more like you, and you have never freaked me out. Being like you will only bring us closer together.”

Max smiled and kissed her forehead. “Is it any wonder that I love you? You’re amazing Liz.”

Liz smiled. “Well maybe I wasn’t before, but with these new powers…” she trailed off, smoothing her hand down his chest, but no glow followed. Instantly her smile was replaced with a frown.

Max laughed. “It doesn’t just happen. You have to learn how to control your powers.” He kissed her lips hungrily. “Luckily you have lots of opportunities to practice.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Saturday - May 12th, 2001)
(Michael’s Apartment)

Kyle, Isabel, Michael and Maria were gathered in Michael’s apartment eager to hear why Max had called the meeting.

“Have you heard something from Larek?” Michael asked.

“Larek?” Max asked confused.

“Isn’t that why you called the meeting?” Isabel asked.

Max shook his head. “No, we haven’t heard anything from Larek. I called the meeting to tell you that last night we found out Liz is developing powers.”

“What?” Kyle asked excited. “What kind of powers?”

“We don’t know yet,” Max said. He looked at Liz with a grin. “But we’re going to spend lots of time together to work on her control.”

Isabel spoke up. “Ava told us last year when Liz contacted Max in New York that Liz was changed, but nothing has happened since. So why do you think it’s coming out now?”

Max answered. “When Liz contacted me, you were helping her Isabel, with your powers. Like you gave her an energy boost. We think it took time to for Liz’s powers to get strong enough to manifest on their own.”

“So what did you do?” Maria asked Liz excitedly.

“Yeah,” Kyle said. “What did you do?”

Liz blushed. “Um, I um, made Max’s skin glow.”

Kyle’s brow knotted in confusion. “What do you mean you made his skin glow?”

Liz looked up to meet Max’s eyes and he nodded encouragingly. She reached out to caress his arm, concentrating on pushing some energy into him, and was pleasantly surprised to see the soft blue glow follow her hand.

“Holy crap!” Kyle exclaimed.

“Eeewww,” Isabel said. “This is some kind of sexual thing, isn’t it?”

Liz blushed again confirming Isabel’s suspicion.

Max wrapped his arm around Liz and kissed the top of her head.

“I so don’t want to know about this,” Isabel said.

Max shook his head. “The point is that Liz didn’t even realize that she was doing it, so at first she might have some accidents. We should all keep our eyes open. And if it happens we need to fix them as quickly and quietly as possible.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


The large van finally stopped after the long ride and one of the guards motioned Tess to get out. She climbed out, stretching her stiff muscles, but stopped when she saw the large house. It was of modern design, composed mainly of concrete and glass, and rose three stories off the ground.

She turned to Nicholas who had also emerged from the van. “This is where we’re staying?”

Nicholas nodded. “You have an entire wing to yourself, complete with servants and guards, of course. There is a swimming pool, tennis court, and a theater, all of which you are free to use. There is also a fence around the entire property with an Antarian security system. Your powers would be useless against it,” he held up an amplifier, “even if we weren’t blocking them.”

Tess shook her head. “I won’t try to escape. I’m committed to Khivar.”

Nicholas nodded. “We’ll see.” He motioned to the Skin soldiers emerging from the house. “Ask them for whatever you need. You won’t be allowed to leave the grounds. For tonight just get settled in, and tomorrow I will supervise as you will reinforce Max’s mind warp.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Sunday - May 13th, 2001)
(Roswell Cemetery)

Hand-in-hand Liz and Maria walked to Alex’s grave. They knelt in front of his headstone and Liz brushed away the leaves while Maria arranged the small bouquet of wildflowers they brought.

“I’m sorry we haven’t been to see you, Alex,” Maria said. “A lot has been going on. We found out that Tess killed you, but you knew that, and we stopped her from taking Michael, Isabel and Max home to their enemies.” Maria glanced at Liz. “But Tess had already gotten Max to sleep with her and she’s pregnant with his son. So many things have happened and I can’t believe that you aren’t here to talk about them.”

Maria suddenly burst into tears and Liz hugged her tightly, tears streaming down her own face.

“How can we do this?” Maria asked. “How can we just go on with our lives? I feel so guilty for being happy at all. It’s like I’m betraying Alex. But when I think about him all I do is cry.”

“I know it’s hard,” Liz said softly, “I feel the same way. Every day I cry when I think about Alex and remember he’s never coming back. But I also know that Alex wouldn’t want us to mourn him. He would want us to remember the good times we had together. He would want us to move on and be happy.”

Liz wiped the tears from her face and reached out to touch his headstone. “Isn’t that right Alex? You would want to know that Michael decided to stay on Earth to be with Maria. That Max and I finally got back together. That Isabel is graduating this year.” She hugged Maria tighter. “He would want to know that we’re all doing the best we can without him.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Monday - May 21st, 2001)
(West Roswell High School)

Isabel pulled into the parking lot and Michael jumped into the car. She put it in gear and sped away. After a few miles she dropped her disguise. “What did you find out?” Lonni asked.

Rath let his disguise dissolve. “Well Max and Liz are back together and Tess left town suddenly. Most of the people I talked to seemed to think that Tess took off because Max dumped her.”

Lonni nodded. “So there’s one less thing we have to worry about, and even more of a reason to think that Liz knows where the Granolith is.”

Rath nodded. “When do we do it?”

“We gotta be smart about this,” Lonni said. “We’ll check out the situation and make a plan.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Buckley Point)

Liz settled into Max’s arms, wholly satisfied after their lovemaking. He was still buried deep within her and she savored the sensation, loving how close it made her feel to him. Absent-mindedly she stroked his bare chest, as Max passed his hand over her lower body, using his powers to dissolve the sperm within her. “Max,” she said softly, looking up into his face, “I’m glad you thought of doing that. I love feeling you inside me. I can’t imagine losing that feeling because you were covered in latex.”

Max kissed the top of her head. “I’m glad too,” he rumbled. “I love feeling you around me, so soft and wet.”

“But what exactly made you think of it?” Liz asked.

Max shook his head. “I knew it was irresponsible when we were first having sex without protection. Don’t get me wrong, I would love to have my child growing inside you. But I love you too much and I wouldn’t get you pregnant until I was sure that we both wanted it.” He sighed. “I made that mistake already.”

“But why didn’t you think of doing it with Tess?” Liz pressed. “You must have known it was irresponsible then too.”

Max shook his head. “I don’t remember thinking much at all,” he said woodenly. “And when I woke up the next morning, I was practically in a panic. All I could think of was getting away from her and how I’d betrayed you. The whole thing was like a nightmare. It never even occurred to me that she might be pregnant and I’ll regret that the rest of my life.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Isabel sighed as she sat in Alex’s room, watching him strum his guitar. Visiting him in her dreams wasn’t as comforting as it had been. Now it just made her sad. It was just another reminder of what she’d lost, of how alone she was.

Since Max and Liz had gotten back together, they were hardly away from one another, and now that Liz’s powers had emerged, they were spending even more time together. And Michael and Maria were no different. They seemed to spend every moment together, at school, at work. All the time they were either arguing or making out and it drove Isabel insane.

The only person who seemed to have time for her was Kyle. But he was still freaked out by Tess’ betrayal and the part he had played in Alex’s death. Kyle didn’t even want to get back at Max any more, saying he understood what Max had been through. All she and Kyle seemed to do was make each other even more depressed.

Suddenly the scene around her changed. Alex was gone and Isabel was standing alone in a grove of trees with shimmering leaves. The sky was a brilliant blue, multi-colored flowers carpeted the ground around her, and an unseen stream gurgled nearby. A soft, warm breeze washed through the grove, making the leaves on the trees and the flowers dance.

Isabel laughed, and twirled around and around.

A soft voice seemed to echo through the sound of the rustling leaves. “You never have to be alone Isabel. Love is waiting for you.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Thursday - May 31st, 2001)
(Roswell City Park)

It was a beautiful summer day and Max and Liz had spent a lazy afternoon picnicking in the park.

Liz combed her fingers through Max’s soft hair as he lay in her lap, both of them savoring the time spent together.

Max reached up and took Liz’s hand, bringing it to his mouth to place a kiss of her soft skin. “I could stay like this forever.”

Liz smiled. “Me too. Any day that we…”

Liz’s voice faded into the background as Max’s vision blurred. He felt strange, disoriented, and there was a loud buzzing in his head. Feelings flashed through him too quickly to understand them all, but Max clearly sensed pain and fear. He could feel another mind in his and it was familiar.

Suddenly Max’s grasp on Liz’s hand tightened painfully and his whole body stiffened “Max!” she cried out. He convulsed, eyes squeezed shut, and Liz touched his face, trying to determine what was wrong. “Max, can you hear me?”

And just as suddenly as it started it was over. Max’s grasp on her hand loosened and he opened his eyes.

Liz took his face in her hands. “Oh my God Max, what happened?”

Max sat up with tears in his eyes. “It was my son, Liz,” he said in a choked voice. “My son has been born.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Tess opened her eyes to find Khivar watching her.

“You were successful?” Khivar asked.

Tess nodded. “It’s done.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


TBC
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Thanks everyone for the feedback!

begonia9508 - yes, enemies are gathering all around

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Ellie - you gotta love bad-ass villians :wink:




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PART 5


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(Sunday - June 3rd, 2001)

In the month that Max and Liz had been back together, they couldn’t seem to get enough of each other, making urgent love two and three times a day, and sometimes more. No matter how many times they were together they craved another and another joining.

When they were at school they met in the eraser room, the janitor’s closet, the athletic equipment room, wherever was most convenient.

When Liz was working they slipped into the Crashdown bathroom or sometimes up to her room. The backseat of Max’s mother’s car was also a favorite, as well as Max’s bed, on the few occasions they found themselves alone in his house.

But all of those places put restrictions on their lovemaking either on the position, or by forcing them to be quiet, or making them worry that they might be discovered.

But that afternoon an idea had come to Max. He’d brought Liz to the ruined pod chamber and sealed them inside. With his powers he created a mattress, complete with sheets, blankets and pillows, and he placed candles around the room to light it.

Currently he was surging inside Liz, listening to her moans and gasps of pleasure. It was good between them no matter what, amazing even, but Max missed the excited sounds Liz made that she was forced to contain when they were together other places.

She wrapped her legs around his, angling her hips up to meet his thrusts. “Max!” she gasped.

He loved it that he could turn her on so much that she was desperate for him, and he increased his pace, thrusting powerfully into her.

“Max!” she cried more urgently, as her fingers dug into his back.

He could tell she was close, and with a satisfied grin he reached between them to rub her clit, sending her instantly over the edge.

Her thighs clamped around him as her inner walls rhythmically squeezed his cock, and he came with a groan of pure masculine pleasure. “Liiiiiz!”

Liz stroked the hair on the back of his sweat-covered neck. “Do you think this is normal, how much we want each other?” she asked between breaths.

Max grinned and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Since when has anything between us been normal?”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Friday - June 8th, 2001)

Every night for the last two weeks Isabel had visited the grove in her dreams. She lay among the flowers and let the sun warm her while she listened to the whispering wind.

Mostly it spoke of trivialities, the scent of the flowers, the songs of the birds. Sometimes it murmured poetry, or whispered exquisite stories of friendship, belonging and love.

And while it spoke, the warm wind flowed softly around her. It lifted the hair off her neck tickling her nape, it caressed her cheek, and brushed gently over her lips like the kiss of a lover.

Isabel wasn’t stupid. She didn’t have any illusions about who was visiting her in her dreams, but she pretended she didn’t know, and she never spoke his name. Somehow it didn’t seem real since she had never actually acknowledged him openly.

And maybe it was foolish, but she didn’t feel so terribly alone when she was there with him.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Cactus Motel)

Rath threw himself down onto the sofa next to Lonni. “How are we going to do this? Max is always with someone, usually Liz.”

“We can’t do anything to him with Michael or Isabel around,” said Lonni. “But this Liz thing could work to our advantage.”

Rath nodded for her to continue.

“We wait until Max and Liz are alone and we push him into traffic or something. Then we can just grab Liz, and wham, bam, thank-you-little-Lizzie, the Granolith is ours.”

“Why don’t we just grab Liz?” Rath asked. “Max isn’t with her all the time.”

Lonni shook her head. “It’s too risky. Max shows up at weird times. You’ve seen him yourself sneaking into Liz’s bedroom in the middle of the night for a little somethin’ somethin’.” She shook her head again. “What if we grabbed her and all the sudden Maxie is there? No, it’s safer to take him out first, then we don’t have to be looking over our shoulders.”

“Okay,” Rath agreed.

Lonni smiled. “We start following them and do it when we see the right opportunity.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Roswell UFO Museum)

It was late and the museum would be closing in a few minutes. Max walked past the handful of remaining customers, straightening the displays. He sighed when he saw the alien autopsy diorama. Someone always got into the display and pulled out the alien’s organs.

Max had just finished stuffing them back into the small gray body when his vision started to blur.

White light was all he could see, but it was too bright for his eyes and he squinted against it. He heard a baby’s cry and felt a stab of pain. Fear practically overwhelmed him and Max tried to reach for the other mind, wanting to offer comfort, but suddenly it was gone.

When his vision cleared, Max found himself kneeling on the floor with tears streaming down his cheeks. He rose shakily to his feet looking around, grateful that no one had noticed, and wiped away the tears. He had gotten several visions over the last few days, and each one was more intense than the last.

Max was terrified about what was happening to his son, and he had never felt so helpless in his life.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Sunday - June 10th, 2001)
(Crashdown Café)


Song Playing: Ava Adore by Smashing Pumpkins


Liz bustled around the dining room quickly finishing closing for the night. She had invited Max over and he was due any minute. He had been having a lot of visions of his son, and even though he hadn’t said anything to her, she could sense through their bond that he was really upset. So she had made plans to take his mind off his troubles, if only for a little while.

She pulled the shades down on the front windows and took the last tray of dishes into the back. And she was just going back into the dining room when she heard a knock at the door.

Liz unlocked the door stepping aside for Max to enter and greeted him with a quick kiss. “I just have to finish cleaning up one last table.”

Max nodded and she re-locked the door and pulled down the shade.

She crossed to the table and started wiping it with a cloth, leaning farther and farther over, making the skirt of her uniform ride up.

Suddenly she heard Max gasp.

“You’re not wearing any underwear,” he groaned.

She looked back over her shoulder and smiled at him wickedly. “Come on Max, I’ve seen your fantasy. Here we are, all alone in the Crashdown. The shades are pulled, the door is locked, my parents are gone for the night. We can do whatever we want.”

Max crossed to her and wrapped his arms around from behind. He pressed his erection against her bare bottom, growling into her neck. “You’ve seen that, have you?”

Liz nodded, leaning back into him. “Yes, Max,” she gasped as her desire rose.

Max smoothed his hands up her legs, caressing her soft derriere. “I love it when you wear short skirts,” he rasped. “When I see your bare legs all I can think about is having them wrapped around me while I’m buried deep inside you.”

Liz shuddered with desire. “Max, take me like you do in your fantasy.”

Max didn’t speak. He smoothed his hands up her stomach to her breasts, pinching her nipples slightly before he popped open the top button of her uniform. Reaching inside he pulled her breasts out of her bra, quickly stroking her hardening nubs.

With one hand still clutching a breast, he used the other hand to push her forward onto the tabletop of the booth where he always sat. Again he squeezed Liz’s breast as he unfastened his jeans, and not even bothering to remove them he simply freed his already throbbing cock.

As Liz listened to the telltale sound of Max’s zipper her thighs clenched in anticipation. Since she had seen his fantasy a few days ago she had worked to arrange it. And all day she had been hot and ready for him, picturing his reaction.

With a grunt of satisfaction Max surged into her and Liz cried out. As he had done in his fantasy he set a quick pace, taking her hard and fast, slamming her into the table. He clutched her breasts, using them as handholds to pull her back into him as he pounded into her.

Liz moaned with pleasure. Max’s every stroke brushed the sensitive spot within her, building her orgasm quickly, and she panted his name, “Max. Max.”

“Liz,” he groaned as he increased his pace. He could feel his own orgasm coming and tried to hold it off, wanting to draw out the pleasure. But he saw the fantasy in their combined minds, Liz’s version mixing with his own, and the images pushed him over the edge. His hand slid down to quickly stroke her clit as he surged deep within her, and she came with him.

Still holding her in his arms, Max collapsed on top of her, taking ragged breaths. He kissed her neck near her ear. “Liz, that was so hot.”

Liz nodded, trying to catch her breath. “Definitely one of your better ideas.”

He kissed her neck again lingeringly. “And what about your ideas?”

Liz smiled. “You’ve seen some of my fantasies?”

“Yeah,” Max said. “One comes to mind.”

“Which one is that?” she asked teasingly.

Max brushed her hard nipple with his thumb as he nuzzled her neck. “It’s about the night I came here and I followed you into the back room to get strawberries, and we ended up making out on that metal table.” He kissed her neck again. “But in your fantasy it didn’t end there.”

Liz gasped as his finger brushed across her clit. “Max you don’t know how many times I’ve imagined you taking me on that metal table since that night. And even though it didn’t really happen, I haven’t been able to walk past there without thinking about it.”

Max stroked her clit quickly as he whispered into her neck. “I think we should really give you something to remember. We’ll go into the back room right now and I’ll fuck you on that table, fast and hard, like I wanted to that night. I’ll make you cum so hard you’ll be screaming my name. Then you won’t even be able to walk past that table without blushing.”

Liz shuddered with reaction, Max’s dirty talk making her so hot and wet for him. Her inner walls clamped around his cock and she felt him harden within her. And unable to speak, she simply nodded.

With another kiss to her neck, Max pulled his rigid shaft out of her and took her hand, leading them to the kitchen door. He paused with a hand on the door and looked back at the booth with a grin. “I will certainly never look at that booth the same way again.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


In her dream Isabel lay near the gurgling stream, dangling her fingers in the cool water. The warm breeze swirled her hair around tickling her face as it softly quoted Shakespeare.



Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken…



She had never spoken to the wind before, never acknowledged its presence. But she was curious. Isabel interrupted, “Why did you create this place?”

Isabel thought she felt a surge of satisfaction and pleasure as the wind answered. “I wanted to make a place where I knew you would be comfortable, where you would feel less alone.”

“You know what I’m feeling?” Isabel asked.

“I can feel your emotions here, as you can feel mine.”

“Because we’re in my mind,” Isabel said, realizing the truth. “And what do you want?”

The wind brushed across her lips like a gentle kiss. “I simply want to let us get to know one another.”

Isabel put her hand to her lips, shivering in reaction. “And what have you learned about me?”

“That you’re just as beautiful inside as you are outside. You’re sad and lonely because of the death of your friend. But you’re warm and loving, and you deserve to be happy.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Liz’s Balcony)

Max held Liz in his arms inhaling the sweet scent of her hair as they lay in the recliner.

Liz stroked his chest. “Max do you want to talk about the visions you’ve been getting from your son, about the dreams of your past?”

“I never mentioned the dreams,” Max said softly.

Liz reached up to touch his face. “You didn’t have to tell me. I saw in your mind how much it’s been upsetting you.”

Max smiled and kissed her head. “I didn’t want to worry you.”

“I know,” Liz said, “but you don’t have to protect me. I want to know everything that is going on with you. I can help you, or at least we can share the burden.”

“Okay,” Max agreed. “I’ve been getting dreams about my other life since Tess left.”

Liz nodded. “Tess was helping you recover your memories.”

“I didn’t see anything like this when she was helping me,” Max said wearily, shaking his head. “These dreams are terrible Liz, about the war. There is so much destruction, and blood. I can feel fear and hatred and death all around me.”

Liz reached over and took his hand. “And you’re afraid that you sent your son into the middle of it.”

Max nodded. “He is so afraid when I feel him in my mind,” he said in a hollow tone. “What if Tess was wrong? What if Khivar double-crossed her and he’s hurting my son. It’s driving me crazy that there’s nothing I can do to help him.”

“Max,” Liz said soothingly. “He’s just a baby they wouldn’t hurt him. What would they gain by hurting him?”

Max shook his head. “What if they know I can feel him and they are hurting him because of it?”

“No,” Liz asserted, shaking her head. “They would have to be monsters to do that.”

“And how do we know that’s not exactly what they are?” Max asked.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Tuesday - June 12th, 2001)

Lonni and Rath watched Max and Liz as hand-in-hand they left the park. They stopped, waiting to cross the road and Max wrapped his arms around Liz from behind. She leaned back into him laughing and suddenly turned within his embrace pushing playfully at his chest.

Max caught her hands in his and placed a kiss on each palm.

Liz disengaged her hands and reached up to touch his face.

And Lonni took the opportunity to act. “Now!” she said.

Both she and Rath focused their powers on Max, pushing him into the road.

Max stumbled backward, falling to the ground directly in the path of an oncoming truck.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Liz screamed as he fell. “Max!” Without hesitation she rushed into the street and grabbed him under the arms, using her own weight and momentum to lift him and propel them both out of the way.

They fell to the ground just out of danger and the truck drove over the spot where Max had fallen before screeching to a halt.

The driver jumped from the truck and ran to them. “Are you kids all right?” He addressed Max, “I saw you fall and I didn’t think I was going to be able to stop.”

Max nodded, looking at Liz. “Yeah, we’re okay,” he said shakily. “Just a little scraped up.”

The driver helped them to their feet. “Can I take you to a doctor or something?”

“No,” Max said distractedly, looking around. “Thanks for the offer but we’re fine. Really.”

The driver nodded. “Well be careful.” He turned and went back to his truck.

Max kept an arm around Liz as they finished crossing the street and they took a seat on a convenient bench. He looked at her bloody knees and passed his hand over them, soothing the injury away.

Liz threw her arms around him. “Max that was too close. To think a dumb accident like that could have taken you away from me.”

Max wrapped Liz in his arms. “It wasn’t an accident.”

Liz pulled back. “What are you talking about?” she asked incredulously.

Max shook his head. “I didn’t fall. I felt someone push me, hard.”

”Push you,” Liz gasped. “But no one was there.”

Max nodded. “I know.”

Liz swallowed hard and looked around. “Max, that’s just how Ava said Rath and Lonni killed Zan.”

“I remember,” Max said. “And I guess they’ve decided to come after me now.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Lonni and Rath jogged back to their car.

“Well that was a bust,” Rath said. “And now Max knows we’re gunning for him.”

Lonni shook her head. “Not necessarily. But even if he does, he can’t stay on guard all the time. We just have to watch for another opportunity. Sooner or later my brother’s luck will run out.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Michael’s Apartment)

“Wait a minute,” Michael said to Max, after his description of the incident. “You trip and fall into traffic, so you automatically jump to the conclusion that it was Lonni and Rath? It’s been months since the summit and we haven’t heard a thing from them. Why would they wait all that time and attack you now?”

“I didn’t trip,” Max asserted. “I was pushed with a large amount of power.”

Liz stepped forward. “It’s just how Ava said they killed Zan.”

“Did you see them?” Jim asked.

“Yeah,” Isabel said. “Are you sure it was them?”

“Who else would it be?” Maria asked. “There aren’t that many aliens on Earth, are there?”

“Well,” Isabel said, “it could be Nicholas and the Skins.”

“Shouldn’t they all be dead by now?” Kyle asked. “I mean you destroyed their harvest.”

“We don’t know how long it would take for all the husks to fail,” Michael said. “So some of them could still be around.”

Max spoke up. “Whoever it is, we all need to be careful. They might not just be after me.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Isabel had been up most of the night thinking and it was almost morning before she allowed herself to sleep.

Instantly she was the meadow. The wind rushed past her, blowing her hair, and she could feel its anxiety and relief.

“I thought you weren’t coming,” it whispered softly.

“Someone tried to kill Max today,” Isabel said. “He thinks it was Lonni and Rath.”

The wind swirled around her warm and soothing. “Your brother has many enemies.”

“Was it you, your people that tried to kill him?” Isabel asked.

“No,” the wind whispered.

“But you did kill him before, in our other life,” Isabel persisted.

“Your brother and I are enemies,” the wind whispered, “but everything isn’t always so black and white.”

“And what about me?” Isabel asked.

“We were never enemies,” the breeze whispered seductively, caressing her neck and face.

Isabel shivered with reaction and closed her eyes. “So what were we to one another?”

“You know the truth, even if you don’t remember the details,” it said, brushing her lips.

“Do I?” Isabel gasped.

She had the unmistakable impression that the breeze swirling around her smiled as it answered. “We were lovers,” it whispered. “Soul mates. And somewhere deep inside, you remember. You respond to my words, to my touch, just as you used to. We belong together, even your death couldn’t change that.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


TBC


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kissme4ever123 - Thanks for the feedback. Keep reading!

begonia9508
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harroc83 - Yes Max & Liz are connected but Tess has been honing her powers for years. She is very good at what she does. She can alter perception, emotions and memories. Max and Liz aren’t strong enough with their powers yet to see what she’s doing. And yes, the reason for all the nookie is coming soon.

Ellie
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icequeen - Isabel definitely is hitting a low point and that is when people often make bad decisions


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PART 6


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(Friday - June 15th, 2001)
(Roswell UFO Museum)


Song Playing: Send Me an Angel by Real Life


Max climbed the ladder to Liz’s balcony. It was after midnight but he’d had another disturbing vision about his son, and he needed Liz’s calming presence.

He crossed to her window and saw her sleeping inside. Reaching up he was about to knock, but he didn’t want to scare her, so he went into her mind.

Liz was dreaming. It was dark and only a few candles lit the scene. Max found himself in a large open room, supported by columns. There was a soft fog covering the floor, and a warm breeze that caused many sheets of a diaphanous fabric to billow and dance. Max couldn’t tell what was going on at first and then he heard the unmistakable sounds of Liz’s pleasure. He took a few more steps and his suspicions were confirmed. Liz was dreaming about having sex with him.

They were on a large canopy bed and the dream Max was slowly thrusting into her welcoming heat. Max gasped, instantly hard, as he watched the erotic scene before him. He couldn’t believe how much it turned him on seeing himself having sex with the woman he loved.

Max left her dream and used his powers to open Liz’s window, quietly climbing into her room. It was a hot night and Liz had kicked off the covers revealing that she was wearing only a tank and tiny pair of panties, making Max’s body clench with desire. Carefully he climbed into the bed with her, straddling her body, wanting nothing more than to make her dream a reality. He imagined surging into her sleeping body, echoing what was happening in her dream, bringing her to orgasm in reality, while his dream self did the same in her mind. But he was somewhat worried that Liz might cry out her pleasure and wake her parents. So instead he kissed her.

He kissed her long and lingeringly, and even though she was still asleep, Liz kissed him back. She reached up and wrapped her arms around him pulling him closer. Her body arched into him and Max’s hand roamed over the soft skin of her stomach exposed by her tank. His hand slid underneath her shirt, finding her breast and brushing her hard peak. Liz moaned into his mouth and he devoured her lips, thrusting his tongue inside, echoing what he really wanted to do.

Max moved his hand lower, skimming across her stomach to his final destination. Sliding his hand underneath the elastic of her panties, Max found her wet and ready, and his already rigid shaft hardened painfully. He dipped a finger into her juices and brushed them onto her clit. Again Liz arched into him, moaning into his mouth.

Max kept his mouth on hers, kissing her hard, as he rubbed her swollen nub in a circular motion. With every few strokes he increased the pressure and the speed, and Liz writhed beneath him. She kissed him back, grasping at his head as her body arched into him.

Suddenly her orgasm hit and she spasmed beneath him, coming awake with a gasp.

Liz focused on him with a smile. “Max, I was dreaming about you.”

Max smiled. “I know,” he growled, brushing her clit. “I saw it in your mind, and I couldn’t help touching you.”

Liz reached for the fastening on his pants. “Well, let’s get these off and you can do it right.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Tuesday - June 19th, 2001)
(Roswell UFO Museum)

With an armload of boxes, Max emerged from the storage room. Brody had decided to overhaul one of the displays and it would mean hours of work.

It was just before opening and there were no customers yet. The area being changed was cordoned off by tape that looked like it came from a crime scene, but the words were more appropriate to the museum’s theme. It read ‘Top Secret - UFO Crash Scene.’

Max stepped over the tape and bent to put the boxes down, when suddenly a familiar sensation washed over him. Rath and Lonni were near, he was sure of it. He could feel them as if they were touching him.

But before he could stand up, a loud creaking noise drew his attention. The large metal shelves next to him suddenly rocked forward and started to fall toward him.

Max barely had time to react, throwing himself out of the way. The shelves crashed to the floor where he had been kneeling, missing him by inches. Instantly Max looked around for Lonni and Rath, sure that they had tired to kill him again.

Brody raced out of his office, seeing the destruction just as Max was getting up. “Oh my God, Max!” Brody exclaimed helping Max up. “Are you all right?”

Behind Brody, Max saw movement on the far side of the room, and focused on the stairs just in time to see to see two figures racing out the door.

He tried to follow, but Brody was still holding him, taking his silence as sign of an injury. “Wait Max, where are you going? Max can you hear me?”

Max shook his head. “I’m fine, really Brody. Just a little shaken up.”

Brody looked at him suspiciously. “I think you should take the rest of the day off, maybe get checked out by a doctor.”

Max nodded, agreeing because he wanted to go after Lonni and Rath. “Okay. Thanks Brody.”

He hurried across the museum and up the stairs, but as he suspected it had taken too long. The street outside was empty.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Max and Liz met Michael, Maria and Kyle at the theater.

Michael spoke up. “Are you sure this is a good idea Max? If Lonni and Rath really tried to kill you again maybe we should be out looking for them.”

“We’d never find them,” Max said. He shook his head. “I just thought we could all use a normal night.”

Michael nodded, putting his arm around Maria. “Maybe you’re right.”

“Where’s Isabel?” Kyle asked.

Max shook his head. “She didn’t want to see the movie. I guess she’s tired, because she said something about going to bed early.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Tuesday - June 19th, 2001)

Liz walked into her house, early for her curfew, her body still humming from Max’s lovemaking.

Her parents were sitting on the sofa watching TV. She had a dreamy smile on her face when she walked passed them going to her room. “Goodnight Mom, Dad.”

She had barely shut the door behind her when there was a soft knock.

“Liz, can I talk to you?” her mother asked.

Liz sighed silently. She had a pretty good idea what her mother wanted to talk about, and crossed to the door, opening it. “Sure Mom,” she said with a forced smile.

“You were out with Max tonight,” Nancy said, making it a statement, not a question.

Liz nodded, her suspicions about her mother’s motives confirmed.

“You’ve been seeing him again, a lot,” Nancy said. “You must be back together.”

“Mom…” Liz started, but Nancy cut her off.

“Liz, I know that you have all of these feelings and um, hormones, and it’s easy to think you’re in love. And I know that um, intimacy seems like a natural part of love…”

Her mother’s voice faded into the background as Liz’s anger rose. When they’d had this conversation the last time she had been embarrassed, but now Liz was just annoyed. Her mother had no idea about everything that she and Max had gone through to be together, and she never would. But Liz was angry that her mother would assume that her relationship with Max was simply a high school crush just because they were young.

“Mom,” Liz said louder interrupting. “Max and I are back together, but the status of our relationship is none of your business.”

Nancy reached out to her. “Liz, I just want to protect you and make sure you’re safe. That you’re not ruining your life.”

Liz met her eyes angrily. “So you think I’m ruining my life being with Max.”

“No,” Nancy said. “But you’re so young. You have another year of high school left, and what about your plans for college? You’ve never lived anywhere but Roswell, and there’s a whole big world out there, so many things you’ve never experienced, and if you get pregnant it will change everything.”

Liz shook her head. “Mom, I’m not stupid and I’m not going to get pregnant. And I’m not going to talk about this any more. Whether Max and I are sleeping together or not is completely between us.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Saturday - June 23rd, 2001)
(Roswell UFO Museum)

Liz bounced down the stairs and into Max’s arms, kissing him quickly. “Are you ready to go?”

Max smiled. “Yeah, I just have to turn out the lights on the displays.” Max wrapped his arm around her. Together they went to the switches and he quickly flipped them off.

They turned and headed toward the stairs but were stopped by Brody’s voice.

“Max, Liz” he called out.

They turned toward him. “Hey Brody,” they said in unison.

“It’s Larek,” he said.

Liz felt Max’s sudden tension.

“What have you found out, Larek?” Max asked.

Larek shook his head. “That’s just it Max, my people weren’t able to discover anything. Khivar hasn’t announced the return of the Granolith or anything about Tess or your son. Any one of those facts could give him an advantage in the war.”

Max shook his head. “He must have a reason for keeping quiet then.”

Larek nodded. “Possibly, but what could it be?”

“I don’t know,” Max said consideringly. “Will you let us know if you find out anything else?”

“Of course,” Larek said.

Max nodded and glanced at Liz, and suddenly an idea occurred to him. “Larek, if Khivar sent more troops to Earth, how long would it take them to get here?”

Larek considered for a moment. “With the additional power of the Granolith added to a ship’s propulsion unit, Khivar could have new troops on Earth in a matter of hours.”

“What?” Max asked incredulously. “We were led to believe that the Granolith was a one-use item.”

Larek shook his head. “You were lied to. The Granolith has almost unlimited power. That is why everyone wants it.”

Max looked at Liz. “We have to warn the others. There could be new troops on Earth already.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Michael answered his door and was surprised to see Isabel, Valenti, Kyle and Maria. “We having a party I don’t know about?” he asked as he moved aside to let them in.

“Max called an emergency meeting,” Jim said. “He told us to come here.”

Max and Liz came in behind them.

“Sorry it’s so late,” Max said, closing the door behind them. “But Larek told us that the translation lied about the Granolith. It isn’t just a one-use thing. It has massive amounts of powers. Khivar can use it to bring troops to Earth in a matter of hours, so there could already be a new compliment of soldiers in Copper Summit.”

“Damn it!” Michael exclaimed rising. He motioned to Liz. “Maybe Max’s future self was right about Khivar taking over the Earth. Maybe this time it’s just happening a lot faster.”

“Let’s not panic,” Max said. “We don’t know anything is wrong, but we can be smart about this. I think we need to start a regular schedule to practice our powers to try and be ready if anything does happen.”

Kyle spoke up. “So we’ve got Lonni and Rath, and now possibly a new bunch of Skins. It never gets boring around here does it?”

Isabel ignored his comments. “How is practicing our powers going to help, Max?” Khivar could send thousands of troops.”

Max looked at her incredulously. “What do you suggest we do? Turn ourselves over to him to be executed?”

Isabel shook her head. “Maybe we could make a deal. Maybe if you formally renounced the throne…”

Michael cut her off. “You can’t believe Khivar would honor any deal we make Isabel. Tess betrayed us and she was family.” He shook his head. “We fight or we die.”

Isabel looked at both Max and Michael and finally nodded.

Max continued. “We’ll figure out a schedule to practice our powers tomorrow.” He turned to Valenti. “And you’ll keep us informed of anything unusual.”

Jim nodded.

Max ran a hand through his hair. “Okay, let’s meet tomorrow at the Crashdown for breakfast.”

There were nods of agreement around the room and the group started to leave.

Max took Liz’s hand. “Will you wait outside with Isabel for a minute. There’s something I need to talk to Michael about.”

Liz nodded. “Sure.”

Max waited until the door closed behind them before speaking. “Michael, I want you to look out for Liz.”

“You’re with her practically all the time, Max,” Michael pointed out.

Max shook his head. “I’m talking about when I’m not there. I work, and she does, I can’t protect her then. But you’re with her at work and I want to know that you’ll protect her if anything happens, if the Skins or Lonni and Rath do anything.”

Michael nodded. “Of course I’ll protect her.”

Max shook his head again. “No Michael, promise me that you won’t let anything happen to her.”

Michael met Max’s eyes. “I promise Max.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(The Pod Chamber)


Song Playing: Black Celebration by Depeche Mode


Max had taken Isabel home first and then driven himself and Liz to the pod chamber to have some privacy.

“Why can’t they just leave us alone?” Max asked angrily. “Isabel, Michael and I, we would all be satisfied just to live our lives here and never have anything to do with Antar. We never asked for any of this, but all of them, Lonni and Rath, Nicholas and the Skins, Khivar, they just keep dragging us back in.”

He put his hands to his head as tears of frustration and anger started to roll down his cheeks. “And these dreams of my past and the visions of my son are driving me insane. I have all of this power, but I can’t do anything to help him. I was a King. I ruled a planet. How can I be so helpless now?”

Liz touched his face gently, wiping away his tears. “Sssshhh, Max. We’ll figure out a way to help him, I promise. We won’t stop trying until we do.”

Max took her head in his hands kissing her hard. “I need you Liz,” he said between kisses. “I need you so much.”

Liz wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back. She could feel his desire through the connection and knew that he desperately wanted to lose himself in her. But he was also a little afraid of the violence of his feelings.

Liz broke the kiss, looking into his eyes. “Fuck me Max, hard, like we both want. Pound your anger and frustration into me, I can take it. I want all of you, everything you can give me.” She grazed her short nails down his back, pulling him closer. “I’m ready for you, can’t you feel it?”

“Yes Liz!” Max growled. He pulled her shirt over her head and with a single jerk, ripped her bra apart, freeing her breasts.

As he removed his own shirt, Liz reached for the fastening on his pants. She pushed his jeans and boxers down, grasping his erection.

Max stepped out of his clothes and backed them toward the bed he had made. He quickly disposed of Liz’s jeans and underwear and lifted her onto the bed. With a single, powerful stroke, he was inside her soft, welcoming heat.

Liz cried out with the sensation of Max filling her. She wrapped her legs around him pulling him even deeper within.

As she requested, Max withdrew and slammed back into her, again and again, groaning with the strain.

Liz grasped his chiseled ass, encouraging him to a faster speed. “Yes Max,” she gasped. “Harder, harder!”

Because Liz’s legs were wrapped around him, each of his thrusts to buried him to the hilt, and Max was afraid that he might hurt her. But he could feel her excitement through their connection and her words erased any remaining concerns. Holding her shoulders for leverage, he withdrew again and surged into her with all his strength.

Liz whimpered with pleasure and Max increased his pace, slamming into her as hard and fast as he could. His rage and frustration came rushing back, each of his thrusts building them to an impossible point, along with his orgasm.

Each time Max pounded into her, Liz gasped with excitement, unable to contain the sounds. She was on the edge of pain with each of Max’s deep strokes, but it only increased her desire for him. She thrust her hips up to meet him, slamming their bodies together even harder and causing Max’s hard length to brush the sensitive spot within her. She didn’t think her pleasure could get any more intense but with a few more strokes her whole body tightened and she spasmed with release. “Maaax!”

Max’s anger coupled with Liz’s pleasure pushed him over the edge, and with a final deep thrust Max came with a roar.

As he gasped for air, Max took Liz in his arms and placed soft kisses all over her face. “I love you so much Liz. I am so lucky to have you. We’re perfect together, made for each other.”

She reached up to touch his face. “I believe that too, Max. With everything that’s in me, I know we were meant to be together.”

Max kissed her lips and smiled. “Well, right now, I’m in you.”

Liz smiled at his bad joke. “You’re always inside of me Max, even when we’re physically apart. You’re inside my mind, my heart, and soul. We are never truly separated.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Tuesday - June 26th, 2001)
(Cactus Motel)

Lonni smiled as she reached over to touch Rath’s chest. “I have an idea of how to get rid of Max, and he will never even see it coming.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(The Quarry)

Isabel took a seat next to Kyle and Maria and the three of them watched as Max and Michael instructed Liz in the use of her powers.

Isabel sighed. “I don’t know what good this is going to do. Liz is over there trying to move small rocks. What is she going to do, annoy the Skins to death?”

Maria frowned. “Well I don’t even have powers, but I’m here for Michael. You know, the supportive girl friend routine.”

Kyle nodded. “And it’s possible I’ll be in the same boat as Liz in a few months,” he said. “I kinda wanted to know what I might be going through.”

Isabel stretched her neck. “Well I think this whole thing is a waste of time.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Friday - June 29th, 2001)

Max was headed out the kitchen door toward the garage, when his father’s voice stopped him.

“Max,” Philip called out. “I’m glad I caught you. I know I said you could use your mother’s car tonight but my car broke down on the way home from work. I had to have it towed to the shop. And your mother and I have that Bar Association dinner tonight and I’m the keynote speaker, so we need the car.”

Max nodded. “No problem, Dad. I’m sure that Liz can borrow her parents’ car.”

“Good,” Philip said. “I would hate to mess up your plans. Your mother and I really like Liz. She’s a nice girl.”

Max smiled. “She’s the best.”

Philip nodded. “We’ll have to do something about getting you and Isabel another car this weekend. Being short a car is really getting to be a pain.”

His father went upstairs to change and Max called Liz explaining the last minute change in plans.

“It won’t be a problem to borrow the car Max,” Liz assured him.

“I don’t know,” Max said. “With Lonni and Rath around, and possibly the Skins, I don’t like the idea of you driving by yourself.”

“Max, you can’t protect me all the time,” Liz said. “I’m going to be alone sometimes.”

“I know,” Max said. “I just worry about you.”

“And I worry about you.” Liz said. “And we can be careful, but we can’t barricade ourselves in our houses. It’ll be okay,” Liz assured him. “I’ll just pick you up in about twenty minutes.”

Max reluctantly agreed and hung up the phone. He poured himself a glass of juice and sat down at the table flipping through the TV channels with the remote as he waited for Liz, trying not to think about what could happen to her.

Fifteen minutes later his parents came downstairs, all dressed up.

“You look great,” Max said.

Diane smiled and hugged him. “Thanks honey. We’re running late because the car broke down, I just feel so rushed.”

Philip put an arm around her leading her to the door, as he spoke to Max. “Have a good time with Liz.”

They hurried out the door and Max refocused on the TV. A few moments later there was a sound of a terrible explosion.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Lonni and Rath sat in their car watching the Evans’ house.

“What is taking him so long?” Lonni asked.

Rath shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe he can’t decide what to wear.”

“Are you sure you did it right?” Lonni asked.

“Of course,” Rath said annoyed. “It’s not like it’s the first time.”

Finally the garage opened and a car backed out of the driveway and into the street.

“Is that the car?” Lonni asked.

Rath nodded. “That’s the one Max has been driving.”

“Well don’t wait until he gets too close,” Lonni warned. “He might recognize us and suspect that something is up.”

Rath smiled and held up a remote. He depressed the button and the car exploded.

Lonni smiled. “My brother isn’t walking away from that one alive.”

They watched the car burn with satisfaction but a figure emerged from the house, rushing into the street.

“Dammit,” Lonni said as she recognized Max. “What the hell do we have to do to kill him?”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Max rushed out of the house and down the driveway looking for the source of the explosion, and his eyes lit on his parents car a half block away. The car was engulfed in flames and for a moment the scene didn’t seem real.

“Mom! Dad!” Max called out. He started running toward them just as another explosion ripped through the car. It picked him up off his feet, hurling him back several feet and he hit the ground hard.

Max climbed painfully to his feet as he watched the burning car. There was nothing he could do. His parents were already dead.

Suddenly it felt as if someone were watching him, and through the flames of his parents’ car Max saw Lonni and Rath about a block away.

They climbed into their car and sped away.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Liz saw the fireball burst into the sky just before she turned down Max’s street, and a sense of terrible foreboding took her breath away. Automatically she reached for Max through their connection and his feelings of horror slammed into her. Through his eyes saw his parents car engulfed in flames and witnessed the second explosion and the unsettling feeling of Max being thrown through the air.

He hit the ground and she felt his physical and emotional pain as if it were her own. Tears ran down her face as she quickly drove around the corner and stopped near Max. She raced out of the car. “Max!”

He turned toward her. “They’re dead,” he said in a wooden tone. “Lonni and Rath killed my parents.”

“You saw them,” she realized, replaying the last of the scene in her mind.

Max reached for Liz and they embraced tightly. Suddenly he collapsed to his knees as he burst into tears, and unable to support his weight Liz fell with him.

She hugged him fiercely, wishing with everything that was in her that it was a mistake.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


For Max the rest of the evening had passed in a blur. The fire department put out the flames on the car and his parents’ charred bodies were removed. Lights from news cameras illuminated the neighborhood eerily, making the scene even more surreal. Reporters clamored for Max’s attention. There were questions from the police, and neighbors offered words of comfort.

But through it all Liz was a stabilizing force at his side. Not once during the long ordeal did he loosen his grip on her, even when Isabel arrived and he had to tell her the terrible news.

The three of them had embraced and cried long after everyone was gone. But Liz was worried for their safety and convinced Max to call Michael to spend the night. He placed the call and was surprised how detached his voice sounded when he relayed the terrible events.

Michael had arrived minutes later and took over the job of trying to comfort Isabel. But she was practically hysterical with grief, and finally Max used his powers to lull her into a deep sleep.

Liz called her parents to relate the news and tell them she was staying to help. And then with Liz at his side Max made the long list of phone calls to family and friends, as Michael kept watch.

When Max finished, he suddenly felt exhausted. Without a word Liz knew, and she led him into his room. Silently she removed his shoes, socks, pants and shirt and put him in bed. And he watched as she removed her own clothes and pulled one of his large t-shirts over her head.

She climbed into bed with him, and when she wrapped her arms around him, he burst into tears.

He hugged her tightly, sobbing his grief into her chest. Liz cried too, mourning his parents and overwhelmed by his pain. She stroked his hair silently and opened her mind wide to him, letting all of his emotions slam into her, sharing his burden. Eventually Max found a measure of relief, and the last thing that he remembered was drifting to sleep in her loving embrace.

All through the night I'll be standing over you
All through the night I'll be watching over you
And through bad dreams I'll be right there, baby,
Holding your hand, telling you everything is all right
And when you cry I'll be right there
Telling you, you were never anything less than beautiful
So don't you worry
I'm you’re angel standing by



~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


TBC
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Thanks everyone for reading and all the thoughtful feedback!

frenchkiss70 - Liz was not only willing but she suggested it. She knew Max needed her and she wanted to comfort him. I envision love encompassing the good and the bad.
cocopucks - you’re right the truth is coming
harroc83 - more Isabel in this part!
kissme4ever123 - thanks for reading
Ellie - Max and Liz are on the same page but sometimes that blinds them to what’s going on around them
icequeen - don’t know what story your’re reading but Max and Liz just hugged and cried and slept. :D It’s just your dirty little mind where they did the nookie. :wink: :lol: More about the reactions to their parents’ death in this part.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


PART 7


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Tuesday - July 3rd, 2001)

Isabel was able to hold herself together until after the funeral and then she collapsed onto her bed, sobbing. She still couldn’t believe that her parents were dead. It seemed like everyone she loved was taken from her. Max was lost in his own grief, but he had Liz to comfort him. Isabel had no one, and she had never felt so alone in her life.

Immediately she thought of the grove in her dreams.

She hadn’t been to the grove for several days, since the night Max told them that the Granolith could be used to bring more Skin soldiers to Earth. She’d had conflicting emotions about whether to tell Max and the others about the dreams, but in the end she didn’t think it was any of their business. It was her special place, her life.

Isabel closed her eyes, letting herself get drawn into her dream world. It looked exactly the same, the warm sun, the colorful flowers, the tall trees, but even her special place couldn’t comfort her.

She fell to her knees and called out desperately. “Khivar, are you here?”

A warm breeze brushed past her face. “Always, my love.”

“You’re on Earth aren’t you?” Isabel asked. “Not far from here. That’s how you can contact me.”

“Yes,” he said, “I am nearby.”

Isabel started to cry. “I need you, Khivar. Lonni and Rath murdered my parents. I just feel so alone.”

“I will come for you,” he said softly.

“No,” Isabel said. “Max is here. Just show me where and I’ll come to you.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Song Playing: Waiting for the Night by Depeche Mode


The funeral seemed to last forever and through it all Max had maintained a brave front. But now that he was home and alone with Liz, he didn’t need to put up a façade. He was so tired and suddenly it felt like he couldn’t even move.

Liz could feel his exhaustion and took him by the hand, leading him into his room. And when he started to cry she wrapped him in her arms and pulled him down onto the bed, gently stroking his hair.

After what seemed like a long time his tears subsided and Max looked up into Liz’s face. She kissed the tears from his cheeks, letting all of her love flow through the connection into him.

Max kissed her softly. His hands brushed down her arms. “Let me touch you Liz,” he said softly. “Let me touch every inch of you so I know that you’re mine.”

Liz nodded. “I’m am yours, Max. Always.”

Reaching for the fastening on her dress, she stood and let it fall to the floor. She slipped the straps of her camisole down her shoulders and it pooled at her feet. Then she stepped out of her shoes as she pushed down her panties.

Completely naked she got back into bed, kneeling next to Max and reached for his tie.

As Liz tossed his tie aside and started to unbutton his shirt, Max touched her. He caressed the soft skin of her arms, pushing a small amount of power into her, brushing his palms from her shoulders to her wrists and back again.

Liz turned to remove his shoes and socks and Max took the opportunity to touch her back. He rubbed his cheek across her shoulder blades, inhaling her fresh scent. He wrapped his arms around her, smoothing his hands over her stomach and breasts, a soft glow following his every touch.

Liz turned in his arms, reaching for the fastening on his pants, and Max stopped touching her long enough to lift his hips to allow her to pull his pants and his boxers off.

With his clothes gone, Max knelt next to Liz, taking her in his arms. He nuzzled her neck, his hands roaming over her back, and as he touched her, he started to softly weep.

Max’s touch wasn’t sexual, it was soothing, healing for them both. And while he continued to touch her, Liz’s hands caressed Max. She started with his neck and moved down across his hard chest and stomach, drawing a soft, blue glow from his skin. She nuzzled his pecs as her hands smoothed across his erect shaft, down to his balls. And continuing, she brushed across his thighs, around to his chiseled butt, up his back and shoulders.

Max’s hands trailed lower on Liz’s back, over the globes of her bottom and across her bent legs, caressing her thighs and calves, down to her feet. Then he reversed direction, touching as much of her as he could on his way back up. He briefly brushed over her lower lips and clit, continuing up her stomach and breasts. When he reached her neck he hugged her to him fiercely and started crying in earnest.

Liz hugged him back and whispered softly. “Max, you’re exhausted, you need to get some sleep.”

His tear-filled eyes looked into hers. “Stay,” he croaked.

Liz nodded and he pulled her down with him so they lay side-by-side. He held her tightly, drawing her to him so that every possible surface of their bodies touched, head to toe, as he continued to cry.

Liz caressed his face soothingly. She knew what they both wanted and wrapped her leg around him, aligning her wet core with his velvety cock, and slid him inside her.

Max’s body clenched and he grasped her butt fitting their bodies even closer together. He sighed in contentment and after a few moments they both drifted to sleep.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Isabel stopped the car in front of the small house Khivar had shown her and got out. She looked toward the door but hesitated about moving closer.

The door opened almost immediately and a tall, muscular man emerged from the house and stood, silently waiting.

Isabel let her eyes roam over him, unsurprised at his ruggedly handsome face, golden hair and cobalt blue eyes. Somehow it was just how she had imagined him. She supposed she should feel nervous or frightened, he was after all their greatest enemy, but all she felt was a profound sense of relief. This was where she belonged, she had no doubt.

And without further hesitation, Isabel walked toward him and let him enfold her into his embrace. She closed her eyes, leaning against him, and her tears started to fall.

Khivar placed a soft kiss on her head and together they went into the house.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Wednesday - July 4th, 2001)

Liz woke up to find Max watching her from inches away. He smiled when she looked at him and gently touched her face. Liz smiled back. Her leg was still wrapped around him and his long shaft was still inside her soft core. She tightened her leg around him, pulling him deeper inside. “I could get used to waking up like this.”

Max nodded. “I already have.” He brushed her lips with his. “Liz I’ve been awake for a while thinking. I don’t want to be away from you any more. I want us to be together all the time.”

Liz touched his face. “We are together as much as we can be.”

Max shook his head. “No, I mean I want you to move in with me. I want you to live here. Then we can go to bed together every night, and wake up together every day.”

Liz smiled. “I want that more than anything Max, but we can’t. We have a whole year of school left, and my parents would never agree.”

“We’re both eighteen,” Max reminded her. “We could get married.”

Liz’s smile widened. “You’re proposing?”

Max nodded. “Yes.” He frowned. “Well no.” He shook his head. “I mean of course I want to marry you, but a proposal should be special, and I don’t have a ring.”

Liz kissed him lingeringly and felt his cock harden within her. With a smile she met his eyes. “Every moment I spend with you is special, and this is the perfect time and place to propose. I never feel closer to you than when you’re inside me.” She touched his face. “I can feel all of your love and passion. It’s the most perfect symbol of our love, being joined so intimately.”

Max smiled. “So does that mean you’ll marry me?”

Liz’s smile widened. “Of course I’ll marry you. But I think we should at least wait until we graduate.”

Max nodded. “We’ll wait until you’re ready.” He kissed her long and lingeringly. “But I am going to keep trying to get you to change your mind.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Sunday - July 8th, 2001)

Liz climbed the stairs to her house and headed toward her room, but her mother called out from the kitchen.

“Liz, how are Max and Isabel?”

Liz took a seat at the table next to her mother. “They’re okay. Just trying to figure out how to live their lives. Tomorrow they’re meeting with their parents’ accountant to see if they can keep the house.”

Nancy nodded. “It’s so horrible what happened to the Evans. And I’ve been thinking about Max and Isabel a lot, especially Max. You’ve been spending a lot of time with him, and I know he needs your support, especially now. I was just thinking that you’re father and I should get to know him better.”

“What do you mean?” Liz asked.

“Well,” Nancy said, “I thought Max could come to dinner, maybe sometime in the next couple of weeks.”

Liz nodded, undecided if the invitation was a good or bad thing.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Max heard the front door open from the kitchen and hurried down the hall to see his sister. “Isabel,” he called out.

She didn’t answer but he went to her room to find her digging through her clothes. “Where have you been? I haven’t seen you for days.”

“I got a job.” Isabel said.

“A job?” Max asked incredulously.

Isabel shrugged. “I wanted something normal to do, and I can’t just sit around the house.”

“Are you crazy?” Max asked. He shook his head. “You have to quit.”

“I’m not going to quit,” Isabel said angrily.

“A job will take up too much of your time,” Max said. “And how are you going to leave if there’s an emergency?”

Isabel glared at him. “You work.”

Max nodded. “I have access to a lot of information and equipment, and Brody. I think that is worth keeping my job.”

Isabel shook her head. “So you are always right and I am always wrong.

Max sighed. “This job of yours is a whim, or maybe it’s your way of defying me, and I don’t have the time to indulge your tantrums. We’re in danger and you’re playing at being a modern working woman?”

Isabel’s face reddened with anger. “I’m not going to quit my job. You don’t control my life, you can’t make me quit.”

“Can’t I?” Max asked angrily.

Isabel gasped.

“And what about school?” Max asked. “You were so adamant about going to school and now you’ve just tossed that aside.”

Isabel looked at him angrily. “I’ve kind of gone off the idea of school.”

Max ignored her sarcasm. “You missed a practice yesterday.”

Isabel shook her head as tears gathered in her eyes. “I can’t believe you had a practice so soon after what happened. Don’t you have any respect?”

“What are we going to wait for, Isabel, another one of us to die?” Max asked angrily. “Lonni and Rath are still out there and maybe the Skins too. They are not going to wait until we’ve stopped grieving. We need to be ready for the next attack.” He shook his head. “Mom and Dad wouldn’t want us to die because we’re grieving for them.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Monday - July 9th, 2001)
(Crashdown Café)

Max came in and saw Liz, Maria and Michael in a booth. He slid in next to Liz and placed a kiss on her head, wrapping his arm around her waist.

Maria spoke up. “So Max what are you going to do about your house? Are you going to be able to keep up the payments?”

Max nodded. “My dad’s practice has been good and he already paid off the house. So Isabel and I don’t have to move.” He motioned to Michael. “I even asked Michael to live with us.”

“You did?” Maria asked, surprised. She turned to him. “You didn’t tell me you were going to move in with Max and Isabel.”

“Because I’m not,” Michael said. “I told Max no thanks.”

“But why?” Maria asked him. “You could all live like a family.”

As Michael and Maria continued to talk, Liz turned to Max. “What about the rest of the bills, Max? A house is expensive to run, with utilities, taxes, insurance, repairs, not to mention food, and you need another car. Are you going to have to work for Brody full time?”

Max shook his head, touching her hair. “My parents’ accountant said both my Mom and Dad had a lot of insurance, plus savings and investments, retirement plans. And my dad’s partners in the law firm are buying out our share.” He leaned in close. “Actually with everything I don’t even need to work, but I’m going to stay at the museum. It gives us access to a lot of information, not to mention Larek.”

Liz relaxed, glad that Max and Isabel’s lives wouldn’t be further disrupted. “That’s good Max. I think you’re right about the museum. Brody’s equipment has helped us a lot. And I’m glad you can stay in your house.”

Max smiled and leaned in closer. “So will you marry me now that you know I’m rich?”

“Max!” Liz gasped. She started laughing. “You are so bad.”

He kissed her cheek. “Well, you can’t blame me for trying.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


For the last week Isabel had spent every day with Khivar. She told Max that she had gotten a job and he was so wrapped up in Liz that he barely even acknowledged her absence, except to yell at her for missing practice.

Every morning she went to the small house where Khivar was staying and they spent the whole day together. Khivar held her, soothing away the pain of her parent’s death with his tender caresses. He listened to worries and fears, his gentle attention chasing away her loneliness and confusion. He kissed her so tenderly that tears fell from her eyes, and his soft whispered words of love made her feel truly accepted for the first time in her life.

Slowly he began to give her images and memories from her other life. He showed her their first kiss, their forbidden love, and their secret affair.

Isabel didn’t even question the veracity of the memories. She knew they were true because in the short time since Khivar had started visiting her in her dreams, she had fallen in love with him all over again.

And today as she arrived at his house she’d already decided on her course of action.

Khivar met her at the door and pulled her into his arms. “Isabel, my love.”

Isabel tilted her head up to meet his lips and she took the initiative and deepened the kiss briefly before pulling back to look into his eyes. “I love you Khivar. I’m yours, now and forever.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Wednesday - July 11th, 2001)

Smoke.

Fire.

The rubble of a formerly great city surrounded him. The stench of death was almost overwhelming.

Max plunged his sword into a man’s chest.

He could feel fear all around him, and his own rage. His enemies were everywhere.

With a slice of his sword Max slit a man’s throat, and blood sprayed out covering him.

Max awoke with a gasp.

Every dream was getting worse, more violent. He’d wanted to learn about his past at first, but now he wondered how horrific his past life had been.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Saturday - July 14th, 2001)

In the two weeks since his parents’ death Max had gone out every night looking for Rath and Lonni. He knew they were still around, he could feel them watching him. They had screwed up so far, but Max knew they were waiting for a good chance to kill him.

So he had given them chance after chance. Every night he walked alone in the dark, deserted streets of Roswell, in the park, even the cemetery.

For whatever reason Lonni and Rath were obviously scared of him and that made Max even bolder. The other times they had attacked him had been ambushes and Max figured that they must know they wouldn’t win in a fair fight. But how did they know? Had they openly confronted Zan and gotten their asses kicked? Did he really possess that much more power than them? Or were they just cowards?

Max had never really though about his dupe that much. Zan was dead, barely even a footnote in their lives. But sometimes Max wondered what he was like.

He knew they were physically identical, but from the description Ava had given Liz, Max knew that Zan had an edgier look. He had tattoos, piercings, facial hair and wore his hair in spikes. But Max wondered what his dupe was like inside. Lonni and Rath were very different from Isabel and Michael. Was Zan hard and evil like they were? Or had Ava been right and Zan was a good person?

Max shook his head. He would never know the truth, Zan was dead. And when Max found Lonni and Rath, they would be too.

Tonight Max walked down a dark alley behind the UFO Museum, hoping to draw them out, and finally it worked.

“What are you doing, little brother?” Lonni purred from behind him. “Don’t you know it’s dangerous out at night alone?”

Max turned toward her slowly, raising his hand before him. “I’m looking for you, my loving sister.”

Lonni had a gun pointed at him as she stepped out of the shadows. “Don’t try anything stupid, Max.” She motioned behind him. “Rath has a gun on you too. You might be able to take me out, but you’ll never get us both.”

“Why are you trying to kill me?” Max asked. “After all this time?”

Lonni motioned to Rath again. “Tess fucked up Rath with her powers in New York. We’re just finishing what we started then.”

“You want the Granolith?” Max asked incredulously.

Lonni nodded.

Max shook his head. “Tess betrayed us and took the Granolith to Antar, to Khivar.”

“I don’t believe you,” Lonni said. “That chick was stupid in love with you.”

“But I didn’t love her,” Max said. “I couldn’t. So she was going to hand us all over to Khivar, but Liz found out before it was too late.”

Lonni nodded. “Even if you won’t tell us where the Granolith is, I’m sure I can get the information out of Liz.”

“She has nothing to do with this,” Max snarled.

Lonni smiled, addressing her remarks to Rath. “Look how fast he jumps to protect her. Liz knows where it is all right.”

She turned her gaze back to Max. “After we kill you nothing will stop us from getting to Liz. She’s just a human, she won’t be able to keep the information from us. And when I’m done with her maybe I’ll give her to Rath.” Lonni smiled and winked at Max. “Rath can get a little rough, but she’ll probably survive.”

Max roared with rage and sent his shield out around him with a burst of energy.

It knocked Lonni and Rath off their feet, slamming Lonni against a brick wall, and Rath through a wooden fence.

Max rushed forward and grabbed Lonni by the throat, using a surge of power to lift her off her feet. He slammed her head against the brick wall, meeting her eyes with steely determination. “You killed my parents, for that you’re going to die.”

Lonni struggled against him uselessly, gasping for breath, her genuine surprise showing in her face. She obviously hadn’t known about his shield.

Max’s power built around him and he held Lonni’s eyes as he placed his other hand on her head and pushed a steady stream of energy into her.

At first she simply felt a warmth spreading through her, but as the power built, the sensation turned to itching and then burning. Desperately she tried to use her powers against Max but they didn’t even seem to have any effect. She met his eyes and was surprised to see them glowing blue with the energy surging through him.

Max slowly built the amount of power he pushed into Lonni, raising the temperature of every organ inside her body. She deserved to suffer for what she had done and he was going to make sure she did.

He could feel her pain and she struggled against him attempting to use her powers, but he easily held her in place and nullified her powers. Lonni had been right to fear him. He had a lot more power than she did, he could feel it.

Max smiled as he pushed more power into her and the pain intensified. A light shined from beneath her skin, growing brighter as his power burned her from the inside.

And Lonni screamed horribly as Max’s power overwhelmed her.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Rath had been knocked cold for a few moments by Max’s powers. He sat up painfully, every part of his body aching. His gun was gone and he looked for it briefly, but Lonni’s screams made him hurry back through the hole in the fence to see what was happening.

He stopped short when he saw the scene before him. Max held Lonni off the ground, and his power surrounded them both, green pulsing waves swirling around them. Lonni’s body glowed from the inside, the light getting brighter and brighter until Rath had to look away.

Suddenly the light was gone, and when Rath looked back only Max remained.

Rath stumbled backward, more frightened than he had ever been in his life. He had never seen that kind of power before.

He went back through the fence, desperately looking for the gun and finally saw it a few feet away, the barrel bent.

Rath started toward the gun, but looked to the fence again nervously. Max would be coming for him any moment. But he couldn’t take on Max’s powers, and he turned and ran.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Isabel lay in Khivar’s arm, absentmindedly stroking his chest. Khivar had made love to her so sweetly, so passionately. She had no doubt that he loved her with all of his heart and soul, just like she loved him. She knew her friends would be horrified by her actions, but she didn’t care. It was her life and she was truly happy for the first time.

She had a thousand questions whirling around in her mind, about Antar and her past with Khivar. But there was one question that wouldn’t go away.

“Khivar,” she said, rising up to look into his handsome face. “What happened to Tess?”

“She claims to be loyal to me, to us,” he said touching her face. “I wasn’t sure if she was telling the truth, so I brought her to Earth to prove her loyalty.”

“Tess is on Earth,” Isabel mused. “And what about Max’s son?”

“Another of Tess’ mind warps,” Khivar said.

“There’s no baby?” Isabel gasped,

Khivar shook his head. “Tess said she was even afraid to really have sex with Max because he might see her plan to bring you back to Antar.”

For a moment Isabel was stunned. “They never even had sex?” She remembered how freaked out Max had been about sleeping with Tess. Isabel smiled, and then she started laughing.

“Would you like to see Tess?” Khivar asked. “She’s in a house not too far away.”

Isabel shook her head. “Max deserves everything Tess did to him, but she betrayed us, betrayed me. I don’t want to see her.”

Khivar stroked her cheek. “She brought the Granolith to Antar which allowed us to be together.”

Isabel shook her head. “I love you Khivar, and it’s wonderful that we’re together, but I’m not giving Tess credit for that. You never would have stopped looking for me.”

Khivar kissed her forehead tenderly. “You’re right. I waited over sixty years and traveled from another galaxy to find you. I love you so much that I would have moved all of hell to be with you again.”

Isabel hugged him. “It’s because of your undying love and persistence that we’re together again. Tess is simply a traitorous bitch and she deserves to die.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Max searched the area around the UFO Museum unsuccessfully for Rath. He’d found the two guns and melted them into the asphalt, but Rath had obviously fled.

And even though it had been more than an hour the energy his rage had summoned to kill Lonni still raced through his body. It was more powerful than any adrenaline rush he had ever experienced and the only thing he could think of was how incredible it would be making love to Liz with all of the power pulsing through them.

He climbed the ladder to her balcony and crossed to her window. She was sleeping peacefully inside but with a thought he awakened her.

Liz came awake to the touch of Max’s mind and sat up, instantly knowing he was there. She watched him use his powers to open the window and silently climb inside. She held out a hand, welcoming him, and when he touched her she gasped at the amount of power running through him.

Through the connection Liz could feel his overwhelming desire for her, but it was coupled with triumph, and in a smaller way disappointment. “What happened Max?” she asked softly.

Max took her in his arms. “I killed Lonni,” he said softly.

“Oh my God!” Liz whispered harshly. “Are you all right?”

Max nodded. His hands roamed over her body, pushing power into her, causing the golden glow to follow his touch and stimulating her every nerve. Instantly he felt Liz’s desire rise to meet his own and she gasped with pleasure and arched into his touch.

He kissed her neck. “Rath got away, and if he has a brain at all, he’ll stay away.”

Max felt more questions in her mind but he wasn’t in the mood to talk. He kissed her hard as he trailed a hand down her chest, between her breasts, pushing a steady stream of power into her and making her body glow everywhere. As his hand continued lower, he could feel Liz’s quickly building pleasure and pushed even more energy into her. When he reached her clit, Liz’s body suddenly tightened and she squeezed her eyes shut, climaxing in his arms with a gasp.

Max held her as her spasms subsided, reveling in her pleasure he could feel through the bond. Finally she opened her eyes, and for a moment he swore that they glowed with a soft golden light. But she reached for him, pulling him down into a kiss, her questions already forgotten.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

TBC
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PART 8


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(Friday - July 23rd, 2001)

It was late, after midnight, but Tess opened her eyes with a smile. The visions she sent Max of his son were increasingly horrific and she could feel his impotent rage.

She hadn’t thought it was a good idea when Khivar had suggested sending the visions, but Tess had to admit she was enjoying every minute. She looked forward to sending Max the dreams, and every day that passed she grew less and less afraid of him. Max was just a stupid boy and she had Khivar’s protection. There was nothing Max could do to her.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Wednesday - July 30th, 2001)

Liz smiled as she watched Max and her father discussing the upcoming football season. She knew Max wasn’t a big fan, but he was trying.

Max had been to her house several times in the last couple of weeks to have dinner and spend time with her parents. At first Liz had been apprehensive about how her parents would act, but it seemed they really were just interested in getting to know Max.

And as if he knew she was thinking about him, Max turned to her with a smile. Relax Liz, he said in her mind. This was bound to happen sooner or later, and I think your father is even starting to like me.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Saturday - August 4th, 2001)
(The Quarry)

Max and Liz arrived just as Isabel was getting out of her car.

“Finally she shows up for practice,” Max said angrily, stopping the car. “She’s missed the last three. She’s never home, always at work or wherever, and she doesn’t hang out with us. I’m surprised she even knew to come.”

Liz placed a comforting hand on his leg. “Max she’s still hurting.”

“And I’m not?” he asked incredulously. “They were my parents too, but I’m not falling apart and avoiding my friends. I’m not skipping practices and putting us in danger.”

“Max,” Liz said soothingly, “Isabel just needs some time. She lost Alex too.”

Max shook his head, starting to get out of the car. “I’m going to talk to her again.”

“Wait,” Liz said. “You’re too mad, you’ll only get in an argument. Go ahead and start practicing with Michael and let me talk to Isabel.”

Max lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it gently. “Okay Liz.”

He got out of the car and headed over to where Michael, Kyle and Maria were standing.

Liz went to intercept Isabel. “Hey Isabel, I haven’t seen you in a while. How are you doing?”

Isabel shrugged. “Okay, I guess.”

“Isabel, I know that you and Max haven’t been getting along very well,” Liz said. “But I just wanted to you to know that even though I’m with Max, I’m also your friend. And if there’s anything I can do for you, just tell me.”

Isabel surprised Liz by hugging her. “Thanks Liz. I came here to apologize to all of you for being so distant lately.”

Liz shook her head. “Everyone handles losing someone they love differently. I understand that and I’ve been trying to explain it to Max. I hate to see you two fighting.”

“It’s just that he tries to run my life,” Isabel said. “He acts like he owns me.” She shook her head. “Liz you are a strong person, I don’t know how you can put up with Max.”

Liz nodded. “Max has always been controlling but I think more of his past self is coming out,” she said. “Think about it Isabel, even if Max doesn’t remember, he ruled a planet. He had a lot of power and he would be used to people obeying him.” She shrugged. “It’s just who he is.”

Liz smiled as she continued. “Max and I don’t always agree. But Isabel, whether I’m with him or not, whether we’re fighting or not, Max does own me; heart, body and soul. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

Isabel looked at her strangely for a moment, and nodded. “Liz, do you think Max will forgive me?” she asked softly.

“Of course,” Liz said. “He’s your brother. He loves you.”

The sounds of explosions drew their attention to where Michael and Max had started to practice. Liz and Isabel watched for a few moments as Michael used his powers to levitate rocks, directing them at Max, who used his shield in different ways to destroy the rocks.

“They’re getting better, aren’t they?” Isabel asked.

Liz nodded, answering distractedly. “Yeah, the practice is really helping.” Through their bond Liz could feel the difference in Max’s power. He was suddenly stronger and had better control. But Liz didn’t think the few practices they’d had make such a difference.

Liz continued to watch Max silently and when he finished she walked over and touched his arm. “Max, you have a lot more power recently. I thought I noticed it a few days ago but today I’m sure.”

Max nodded. “I feel it today too. I’ve never had access to this much power and it isn’t as hard to control. Nasedo did say we would get stronger, I just really haven’t felt it in a while. I guess the practice is really helping.”

Liz nodded even though she wasn’t convinced that was the reason. “Yeah, I guess so.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Sunday - August 5th, 2001)

Khivar took Isabel into his arms as she arrived at his house, and kissed her softly. He pulled back to look into her eyes. “Are you sure that you want to do this? I’m worried about you, I think it’s too soon.”

Isabel looked into his handsome face. Since they had become lovers Khivar had gradually shown her his memories of their plot to overthrow her brother on Antar. And Isabel remembered and understood everything.

She had never thought it was possible, but she had willingly betrayed her brother, her family, and she was unhesitatingly doing it again. Since she had gotten together with Khivar she’d been avoiding Max, Liz, all of them, but yesterday she had apologized to get close to them so she could learn their plans. And today, for herself and for Khivar, she was conspiring against Max and leading the Skin troops right to him.

Max was her brother and she loved him. But for so many reasons she hated him too. She hated him because of the things he had done. She hated him for trying to control her life. She hated him for the way he had treated her in both their lifetimes. She hated him for trying to keep her from Khivar, the one man she had ever loved. But most of all she hated Max for forcing her to kill him again.

“It has to be done, I understand that,” Isabel said.

Khivar searched her face and then finally nodded. “Is everything still going according to plan?” he asked.

Isabel nodded. “Yes. I just left Max and Michael at the Crashdown.” Worry suddenly crossed her face, as a sliver of regret pierced her mind. “You will give them the chance to surrender?”

Khivar nodded. “I promised I would. It will make much more of a statement if we take them back to Antar alive. But I don’t think your brother will accept any deal I offer.”

“I know,” Isabel agreed, “but I have to give him one last chance.”

“And what about Michael?” Khivar asked. “You’re sure he couldn’t be persuaded to join us? He would make a powerful ally.”

“No,” Isabel said.

“Even if we explained everything to him?” Khivar asked.

“He wouldn’t even listen to us.” Isabel shook her head. “There’s no way Michael would ever turn against Max.”

Khivar nodded. “Just like his last life.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Crashdown Café)

It was late and there were no customers in the restaurant. Liz was sitting in a booth with Max, their booth, and he was kissing her neck as his hand slid dangerously high under her skirt. He wanted her so badly that he was practically going insane waiting for the restaurant to close.

And through the bond, Max knew she wanted him just as badly. In her mind he could see that she was thinking about the night he had taken her on the tabletop where they were currently sitting, and then on the metal table in the back room.

“Liz,” Michael called out from the kitchen. But Liz was so absorbed in Max that she didn’t hear him.

Michael could see Max practically devouring Liz’s neck, and he was glad the back of the booth blocked the rest of his view, not even wanting to imagine where Max’s hands were.

“Liz!” Michael called louder.

She turned toward him, but Max’s hand around her waist stopped her from getting out of the booth. “What Michael?”

Michael held up a sack. “Brody called in an order. You need to take it over to him.”

She nodded as Max kissed her neck again and he growled in disappointment letting her go.

Max couldn’t take his eyes off Liz as she walked away from him in her short skirt, imaging her with no underwear. He was already painfully hard but he knew he would have to wait at least another half hour to have her. With a deep breath he tried to calm himself but instantly decided it was impossible sitting in their booth.

He rose and went to Liz, embracing her from behind, rubbing his erection into her sweet bottom. “Let me take Brody’s order. I have to talk to him about something anyway.” He kissed her neck near her ear and whispered so only she could hear. “And if I don’t get away from you for a minute, I going to take you on our booth, right in front of Michael.”

Liz turned in his arms and kissed him briefly. “Okay, but hurry back. Only fifteen minutes until we close.”

Max took the bag from her and jogged across the street.

Liz watched him until he disappeared inside the museum and stared at the door for several minutes after. Finally she turned back to Michael only to see him with her back toward her scouring the grill.

With a sigh, she walked behind the counter and started to wipe it down when the bell above the door sounded. Liz turned to the door and had to work hard to hide her disappointment when five men entered. The last-minute customers would ensure they had to stay late.

Liz came out from behind the counter to greet them. “Take a seat wherever you want, the menus are on the tables.”

But the men remained silently standing, and suddenly Liz got a bad feeling. “Is there something I can help you with?” she asked nervously as the bell on the door jangled again.

Nicholas stepped through the others. “I think you can help us Liz. Tell me where Max is.”

Liz glanced behind her through the window at Michael. He had ignored the bell above the door as usual and hadn’t seen the Skins enter, and Liz started to back away from the soldiers toward the door that led into the kitchen.

“Don’t take another step Liz,” Nicholas warned. “All we want is Max and Michael.”

Liz shook her head. “No way.” She yelled over her shoulder as loud as she could. “Michael run!”

But faster than she thought possible, one of the Skin soldiers grabbed her by the throat, spinning her around and twisting her arm painfully behind her.

When he heard Liz call out, Michael swung toward the dining room with his arm outstretched, but faltered when he saw Liz in the soldier’s grasp.

“There is no reason for us to harm Liz,” Nicholas said to Michael. “If you surrender peacefully no casualties will be necessary.”

Michael grimaced. “No casualties?” he asked incredulously. “What about when Max and I are executed?”

“Khivar is willing to offer the two of you a deal,” Nicholas said.

“Just run Michael,” Liz said. “I’ll be fine.”

Michael shook his head. “No way I’m leaving you.”

Nicholas nodded to the soldier holding Liz and he pulled her arm higher, causing her to cry out in pain.

“Leaving wouldn’t be a good idea, Michael,” Nicholas said. “You never know what kind of accidents could happen. Humans are so delicate.” He sighed. “Besides, there are five more strapping soldiers waiting out the back. So why don’t you put that arm down and come on out here.”

Liz was starting to panic. She was scared to death for Michael and Max, knowing they would die if Khivar got them. But she thought Michael was on the verge of surrender to save her, and that would make the situation worse. She didn’t want to call for Max and risk him too, but she didn’t have a choice. With her mind she reached for Max, letting her fear surge across the bond. Max there are ten Skin soldiers here and Nicholas. They want you and Michael.

Max answered her the same way. I’m coming Liz. Just hold on.

Liz quickly built her energy. The Skins probably didn’t know she had powers and if she could cause a distraction, they would have a better chance. She gripped the Skin’s arm holding her neck and pushed her power into him, quickly heating his arm, burning him.

Michael looked around, undecided about what to do. He could probably take out a couple of the Skins but what would they do to Liz? And then suddenly the room erupted into chaos.

With a roar of pain, the Skin holding Liz jerked away from her and struck her across the face with the back of his hand, sending her to the floor.

Michael took the opportunity to throw three of the soldiers into the wall as hard as he could, breaking the seals on their husks and turning them to dust.

The door burst open behind them and Max rushed in sending his shield out using it like a blade, cutting the other two soldiers in half, and they disappeared in a shower of flakes.

Nicholas dropped to the floor and pulled Liz up with him, using her as a shield. He had seen Liz use her powers and pinned her arms to her sides.

The back door burst open and five more Skin soldiers rushed in.

Michael blasted them into the wall and two of them turned to dust but the remaining three regained their feet quickly.

One of the soldiers sent a blast at Michael, missing his head by inches and he dove aside.

Another soldier hit Michael with a burst of power to the chest, that knocked him back into the counter and he fell to the floor with a grunt.

Nicholas took the opportunity to pull Liz through the door and into the back room. “There was no reason for all of this,” he called out. “Khivar simply wanted to offer a deal.”

“We’re not interested in any deals,” Max said, following them closely. “You can tell that to Khivar, if you get out of here alive.” He glanced at Liz and noticed the blood on her face, and was instantly furious. “But don’t think you’re getting out of here with Liz,” he growled. “She’s mine, and I’ll kill every one of you for touching her.”

Nicholas shook his head, slowly backing to the outside door, the remaining soldiers behind him. “I don’t think you’ll risk using your powers with Liz in the way.”

Max smiled cruelly, focusing all of his anger on Nicholas. “You don’t know how good my aim is.”

Michael got to his feet and took aim at Nicholas, but hesitated, fearing he would hit Liz.

Suddenly Nicholas used a burst of power, propelling Liz straight at Max, as he and the three soldiers turned and ran out into the alley.

Max caught Liz’s flying body easily.

Michael rushed out the door after Nicholas and the Skins.

Max put Liz in a booth and knelt before her, taking her head in his hands. Her lip was swollen and bleeding and she had a small gash on her forehead. “Are you okay?”

Liz nodded, but winced in pain. “One of the Skins hit me and then I hit my head on the floor. I’ve got a bit of a headache.”

Max used his powers to search her for injuries. He released a tension-filled breath when he didn’t find anything serious and gently healed her face. When he was sure she was fine, he pulled her into an embrace. “I was so scared when you called me, Liz. I thought I was going to lose you.”

Liz hugged him back. “I was pretty scared myself. I thought Khivar was finally going to get you and Michael.”

“Isabel!” Max suddenly exclaimed. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed her number. After a few rings she answered. “Isabel, are you okay?”

“Of course,” she answered.

Max sighed in relief. “Iz, the Skins attacked us at the Crashdown.”

“Oh my God, Max! Is everyone okay?”

“Yeah,” Max said. “They hurt Liz, but I healed her.”

“They hurt Liz?” Isabel asked. “What did they do?”

“One of the soldiers hit her and knocked her to the floor, and she hit her head. It wasn’t serious, but it easily could have been.”

“What happened to the Skins?” Isabel asked.

“We killed most of them,” Max said, “and Michael is chasing the rest, including Nicholas.”

“Nicholas?” Isabel asked. “What are we going to do Max?”

“I just wanted to see if you were okay,” Max said. “And be careful Isabel. They only said they wanted Michael and me, but they could be after you too. I’ll call everyone and warn them and we’ll figure out what to do.”

Michael came jogging back through the door as Max ended his call. “I got two more of them,” he said between breaths, “but Nicholas got away.”

Max rounded on Michael angrily. “I told you to protect Liz and you let this happen!?!” he growled. “I’m gone for less than ten minutes and you nearly let her get killed!”

Michael shook his head. “I know I let you down, and I’m sorry.” He looked at Liz. “I’m sorry, I should have protected you better.”

Liz stepped between them. “I wasn’t seriously hurt Max, and this isn’t Michael’s fault. It was six against one.”

“No,” Michael said. “Max is right. You can’t defend yourself against aliens. It’s my job to protect you when Max isn’t here. I’m sorry, I’ll do better next time.” He looked at Max over Liz’s head. “I’ll keep her safe, I swear.”

Max nodded and Michael turned to go back into the kitchen.

Liz cried out when she saw the blood on the back of his head. “Michael, you’re hurt.”

Michael shook his head. “It’s just a bump. I hit my head on the counter.”

Max stopped him. “You’re bleeding, Michael.” He placed his hand on Michael’s head searching for injuries. “It’s a slight concussion,” he said healing it easily. “Michael, maybe I was a little hard on you. I was just so angry that Liz got caught in the middle of this mess.”

Michael nodded. “I know.” He turned again and went into the back room.

Liz turned back to Max. “So you asked Michael to protect me?”

Max nodded. “I can’t be with you all the time, and Michael is here when I’m not.” He shook his head. “But I never should have left. It’s my fault this happened. You’re safety is my responsibility.”

Liz shook her head as she leaned into him. “Max, we’ve talked about this before. You can’t protect me all the time.”

“I know,” Max said, gathering her into his arms. “Intellectually, I know that. But I can’t help wanting to keep you safe all time, especially with what happened to my parents. I love you and I don’t want anything to happen to you.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Khivar’s House)

Nicholas and the remaining Skin soldier came in the back door.

“The operation was hardly successful,” Khivar said. “We send eleven men out and two return.”

Nicholas shook his head. “Max had left by the time we arrived. We had the upper hand, but Liz used her powers to create a distraction, and then Max came back. We barely escaped with our lives.”

Khivar turned to Isabel. “I thought you said Liz was just beginning to develop powers?”

Isabel nodded. “She has only known she has powers for about three months, but Max has been working with her a lot to help her gain control.”

“Successfully it seems,” Khivar said.

Nicholas continued. “I tried to tell Michael and Max that we were there simply to offer a deal, but neither of them was interested in hearing the proposal. I had to use Liz as a shield to get us out, or Max and Michael would have killed us all.”

“Max said you hurt Liz,” Isabel said. “I told you I didn’t want her involved. Liz has always helped us, even when she didn’t have to. She sacrificed so much for us.” Isabel turned introspective as guilt assailed her. “She’s a good person and she’s my friend.”

“It was an accident,” Nicholas assured her.

Khivar wrapped an arm around Isabel. “I’m sorry it has to be this way my love, but you know Liz won’t be your friend when this is over,” he said softly. “Sacrifices have to be made sometimes, you know that.”

Isabel nodded. “I just…” she trailed off shaking her head. “I know Liz will hate me for betraying Max and Michael. She’ll never understand why I did it.”

Khivar kissed her cheek gently, and pulled back to look into her eyes. “It will all be okay, I promise. We just need to come up with a better plan so we can finally end this.”


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(Tuesday - August 7th, 2001)
(The Quarry)

Liz took a seat next to Kyle as Maria threw rocks into the air for Max and Michael to practice their aim.

“So where’s Isabel?” Kyle asked.

Liz glanced at Max, knowing his sister’s absence was making him angry. “Isabel said she had to work.”

Kyle nodded. “She has been pretty…um, unenthusiastic about practice.” He leaned in closer. “I heard Isabel and Max arguing about the practices. She thinks it’s a waste of time.”

Liz nodded, “It is her decision to practice or not. But we are stronger together, and I hope nothing bad happens because she is unprepared.”

“Me too,” Kyle said. “I worry about what is going to happen to all of us now that we know the Skins are here. At least you’ve started to get powers to help defend yourself. I just feel totally helpless. We don’t know if I’ll even get powers, and if I do it probably won’t be for months. Max healed me eight months after he healed you.”

Liz nodded. “So you might get powers five months from now.”

Kyle shook his head. “But you used your powers to save Max in New York. I haven’t had even a hint of anything like that.”

“I didn’t do it alone,” Liz reminded him. “Isabel used her powers to boost mine…” she trailed off as thoughts flashed through her head.

Kyle’s brow creased in concern. “What is it, Liz?”

Liz looked at him. “Um, I was just thinking that my powers might not have come out when they did if Max hadn’t been pushing so much power into me. So maybe your powers could be brought out sooner.”

Kyle shook his head. “Liz, I don’t care how much power it gives me, I’m not having sex with Max.”

They both broke out laughing, drawing the attention of the others, who jogged over to join them.

“Want to share the joke?” Michael asked. “I know I could use a laugh.”

Kyle started to open his mouth, but Liz quickly cut him off. “I just told Kyle that it might be possible to help his powers come out if someone pushed power into him.”

Michael smirked, “Insert your own gay sex joke here.”

Max crouched next to Liz, touching her arm. “But Liz could have a point. Maybe we should try it. If Kyle did develop powers it would come in handy.”

“I could give it a shot,” Michael volunteered. “I’ve wanted to use my powers on certain members of the Roswell High jock squad for years.”

Liz stood up pulling Max with her. “While you guys are doing that, Max and I need to talk.”

Maria nodded. “I’ll stay here and make sure this stays heterosexual.”


Song Playing: Angel by Concrete Blonde


Liz didn’t stop until they were almost half way across the quarry and Max wrapped his arms around her from behind. “What do you want to talk about?” he asked.

“When I had the idea about Kyle’s powers another thing occurred to me.” She leaned back into him. “Max, have you noticed when we make love and push a lot of power into each other, that we’re not as, um, desperate to make love again later.”

Max’s brow creased briefly and then he nodded. “I think you’re right.”

“And what if there’s a reason for that,” Liz said. “What if we are supposed to push our power into each other? We both felt your power release mine. And the last few times we’ve practiced, you and I both noticed that you were stronger.”

Max nodded agreeing.

Liz continued, “Well, what if there are like levels to our powers that can be unlocked by us joining energy?”

Max nodded. “That’s an interesting possibility.”

Liz felt his desire rise instantly, echoing her own.

Max turned them so his back was to the others, shielding Liz, and leaned down to kiss her neck. “I can’t wait to try out your theory.” With one arm still around her waist, he pulled her back into him, letting her feel his erection. He kissed her neck again, “Maybe we should try a little now.” He splayed his other hand at the base of her neck and started to push power into her, as he continued to devour her neck.

Liz shuddered in reaction and instantly one of her fantasies popped into her mind before she could stop it.

In their combined minds Max saw several images of them making love at the quarry. What is that, Liz? he teased.

Max, she gasped, it’s just a fantasy I’ve had since we started coming here to practice. You know, like what if we were with the others but we couldn’t wait to be together?

You mean if I were so hot for you that I couldn’t keep my hands off you? Max asked, brushing her breast.

Liz nodded and drew in a shaky breath. Yes.

Well that could be any day we’re here, Max said, stroking her hardening nub with his thumb. His voice dropped to a growl. Sex outside and in public? Liz you are such a bad girl. He pushed more power into her, as he continued to kiss and nip her neck, making her gasp. And do I get to see the rest of your fantasy?

Liz nodded and loosened her control on the images and they flowed through the connection.



In the fantasy she and Max were practicing with the others. But instead of concentrating on her powers, Liz kept stealing glances at Max. Just looking at his hard, strong body was enough to make her want him. And her desire rose as she watched his muscular arms flex and bulge as he practiced his shield.

Suddenly Max felt her desire through their connection and turned to her with a knowing smile.

Liz blushed, but her feminine core clenched and dampened, knowing Max would soon be inside her.

He came to her and silently clasped her hand, leading her away from the others, who didn’t even notice their departure. Max took her behind some rocks that Liz could barely see over, so they could keep an eye out for unwanted visitors.

Max devoured her lips hungrily before spinning her in his arms and pushing her against the rocks. “Liz I want you so much,” he growled. He freed his rigid cock and pressed his erection against her bottom. He smoothed his hands up her bare legs, exposed by the short skirt she was wearing, pushed her panties aside, and surged inside her waiting heat.

Liz whimpered.

“Shhhhh,” Max whispered into her ear, as he slowly pulled out of her. “We don’t want to give everyone a show.”

Liz nodded, and struggled to keep quiet, but each of Max’s movements drew his shaft across the sensitive spot inside her.

Max slipped one hand under her shirt clasping her breast, as he continued his slow pace inside her. He stroked her hardening nipple through her bra, before pushing the lace aside to expose her breast. His other hand slid up under her skirt and into her panties, to find her clit.

“Max,” Liz gasped. His clever fingers worked their magic while he continued to push inside her. “Yes Max, just like that. You always know what I need.”

Max grinned and kissed her neck, increasing his pace. “That’s what you need, Liz,” he growled. “My hard cock pounding into you.”

Liz gasped again, his dirty talk driving her wild. “Yes Max.” She was quickly building to orgasm, each of Max’s strokes pushing her toward the edge.

He increased his pace again, stroking her clit quickly, as he growled into her ear, “Liz baby, this is so hot. But we’ll have to try it again outside, when I can have you completely naked and loudly moaning your pleasure as I make you come in my arms.”

Max’s words triggered her orgasm and Liz’s body spasmed around him, making him explode into her.




As they watched Liz’s fantasy in their combined minds, Max lightly trailed his hand up and down Liz’s body, pushing more and more power into her. Of course she was fully clothed, but Max’s touch seemed to go right through to her skin. He started at her neck, brushing over one breast, down across her stomach, pausing over her clit before reversing direction. To Liz it felt like Max was caressing every inch of her and she could even feel him inside her as if they were physically making love.

With each pass of his hand Max increased the amount of power, echoing the actions in the fantasy. It was so erotic seeing the fantasy in Liz’s mind and experiencing the feelings of her dream self and her real self as he touched her.

The real Liz was quickly building to orgasm, just as her fantasy counterpart did. And when Max felt that she was on the edge his hand settled over her clit and he pushed more power into her than he ever had. Liz’s body stiffened and she arched into his hands as her orgasm washed through her. A golden light pulsed out across her skin causing every inch of her to glow, but it didn’t stop at her skin.

The light passed into Max as Liz’s feelings of pleasure washed through him from their bond. It felt like Liz’s small hands were touching him everywhere at once, stimulating every nerve, and her pleasure pushed him over the edge. With a groan, his body tightened and he exploded.

He held Liz tightly to him and lowered them to the ground. “That was different.”

Liz turned in his arms nodding, and her brown eyes ringed with a golden glow met his amber eyes that were ringed by a blue glow. She reached up to touch his face. “Different, but very good.”

Max kissed her. “I think you were right about our powers. It was like your power was looking for me.”

Liz nodded. “We’re definitely going to have to do some experiments with this.”

“A lot of experiments,” Max said and then took her lips in another kiss.

Liz trailed her hand down Max’s arm pushing just enough power into him to cause a blue glow. “What do you think the colors mean?” she asked softly. “Maybe they are a visual representation of our power. I’m gold and you’re blue.” She shook her head. “But that can’t be right, because your shield is green.”

Max smiled and kissed her forehead. Liz, ever the scientist. “I think it’s more basic than that,” he said. “It is a representation of our energy but it’s our life energy, our auras.”

“Our souls,” Liz said softly, meeting his eyes.

Max nodded agreeing. “Yeah, it’s the energy of our souls.” He touched her face gently, almost reverently as their eyes held. Suddenly the corners of his mouth lifted. “And you’re right about something else too.”

“What’s that?” Liz asked.

Max smiled. “We are definitely going to have to try outdoor sex where I can have you naked and moaning my name.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Evans’ House)

Max poured the laundry detergent into the washing machine and reached to close the lid when suddenly his vision blurred. He gripped the sides of the washer, feeling dizzy.

The familiar feeling of his son’s fear washed over him but this time it was more intense, almost paralyzing. Tears pricked Max’s eyes and he slumped to the floor. It literally made him nauseous knowing how afraid his son was, and he couldn’t do anything about it.

Pain was the next sensation that ripped through Max. There were muffled sounds of talking in the background and he thought he heard the cries of a child. Khivar was torturing his son, Max was sure of it.

He cried out with rage and suddenly someone was shaking him.

“Max are you okay?” Isabel asked.

Max’s vision cleared as the connection suddenly ended and he focused on his sister. “Isabel?”

“You’re sitting on the floor screaming, Max. What’s going on?”

He shook his head. “I had another vision from my son,” Max said wiping at his eyes. “Khivar is hurting him Iz. I just feel so helpless.”

Isabel helped him to his feet. “I’m sorry Max, I know how worried you are about him.”

Max sighed. “Thanks Iz. I think I’ll just try to get some sleep.”

Isabel watched as her brother left the room and a smile lifted the corners of her mouth. Khivar had told her that he had ordered Tess to send Max the visions of his son. It was just one more thing to build the pressure on Max and keep him off guard. And it was like Khivar had said, they would take any advantage they could get.

And it appeared that Tess was doing her job well. The dreams were driving Max crazy. And it almost made Isabel like Tess.

Almost.


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TBC
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- Yup, Isabel definitely has issues. More about her motives later. :wink:


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PART 9


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(Wednesday - August 8th, 2001)
(The Pod Chamber)


Song Playing: Angels by Robbie Williams


Max led Liz into the pod chamber and sealed the door behind them. “I thought we should be somewhere safe the first time we try this,” he said. “You know, just in case something weird happens.”

Liz looked at him with a smile and a raised eyebrow.

“Okay,” Max said, “in case something really weird happens.”

Liz reached for him, devouring his lips.

Max kissed her, but pulled back after a moment. “We proved yesterday that we can do this power exchange without having actual sex at the same time.”

Liz nodded, pressing her body against him. “Yeah, but I really think we should.”

“You do?” Max asked in mock seriousness, taking her head in his hands.

“Yes,” Liz teased, reaching for the buttons on his shirt. “I mean, in the interests of science, we should find out what will happen.”

Max kissed her neck. “Well, in the interests of science.” He kissed her neck again, moving up to her ear. “And I really need to be inside you,” he whispered.

Liz pushed his shirt down his arms and Max let it fall to the floor. He paused in devouring her neck to pull her shirt over her head. His hands automatically went to her breasts as he bent to capture her lips. He flicked her nipples through the satiny fabric of her bra before reaching behind her to undo the fastening. Liz let the bra fall to the floor and Max kissed a line down her neck to take a breast into his mouth.

Liz gasped as Max’s soft mouth touched her sensitive flesh. His tongue circled her areola, moving ever closer to her aching nub. Suddenly Max took her other breast in his hand and brushed the hard nipple with his thumb, pushing power into her. Liz arched into him, grasping his head and finally Max laved her nub.

Liz whimpered and Max quickly switched sides, giving the other breast the same attention. He reached down, unfastening Liz’s shorts and pushed them down her legs, along with her panties. As he took possession of her lips again, he smoothed his hands up her naked legs and grasped her soft bottom lifting her off the floor.

Max walked them backward and placed Liz on the bed, then quickly removed the rest of his clothes. Liz’s eyes devoured him. He could feel her desire through their bond, and it made his already hard cock stiffen painfully.

He climbed on the bed moving over Liz’s body and kissed her hard. Pushing a knee between her legs caused her to open them and he settled himself over her, pressing his aching cock against her heated core. Liz’s small hands wandered over his back, pulling him closer. She wanted him inside her badly but he intended to draw out her pleasure.

Max kissed a trail down her neck. Once again he took her breast in his mouth, gently sucking and nipping, and Liz arched up into him grinding her wet center against his arousal. Finally he left her breast and slowly kissed a trail down her flat abdomen.

Liz held her breath as Max went lower, wanting nothing more than to have his mouth on her throbbing slit. But Max passed over the center of her desire and instead kissed a line down her sensitive thigh and calf.

Max trailed his hands down Liz’s body, pushing power into her, following where his lips had gone. His hands smoothed over her breasts, down her stomach, caressing one leg and then the other. He kissed the bottom of each foot before he returned to her legs, kissing a trail up her inner thigh back to her now soaking center.

Max slid his hands up Liz’s legs, parting them farther, opening her to him. He caressed the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, pushing power into her as his mouth agonizingly slowly approached her aching slit.

Liz could feel his hot breath on her lower lips and she spread her legs even farther, urging him to touch her, but at the last moment Max turned aside and kissed her thigh.

He continued to tease her with his kisses and caresses getting ever closer to her center and Liz started to thrash beneath him. Then he surprised her by brushing his finger through her wet folds, stroking her clit gently before replacing his fingers with his mouth.

Liz gasped as his tongue gently separated her folds caressing her aching slit, and when he dipped his tongue into her center, she arched off the bed into him.

Max reached up with both hands and took possession of her breasts. He used his thumbs with a feather’s touch to circle her areolas, pushing more power into her as his tongue continued to flick across her lower lips.

Liz could feel the sensations building within her with each of Max’s strokes, and she couldn’t contain her moans of pleasure.

Max’s thumbs brushed across her nipples as his tongue found her clit and Liz nearly arched off the bed. She felt like she had a live wire attached to her, and the throbbing in her aching center kept time with her wilding racing heart.

Sensitive to her reactions, Max continued to graze her nipples while lashing her clit with his tongue, and he felt Liz quickly building toward an orgasm.

“Max,” Liz gasped. She felt if she didn’t have relief soon, she would go insane, and she reached down grasping at Max’s head.

Max could feel her need through the connection and he released her breasts. With one hand he unsheathed her clit to give himself better access. Using a quick swirling motion, he slid his tongue over her nub and sucked it into his mouth, gently grazing it with his teeth before releasing it. He repeated the action several times and Liz moans grew ever louder, driving him wild. Max continued to lash at her clit, his pace ever increasing, and he used his free hand to trace her sensitive lower lips.

Liz writhed beneath him, her gasps of pleasure echoing his tempo, faster and faster. “Max,” she gasped, crying out for release. “Max.”

Max smiled and plunged his tongue deep inside her as his fingers brushed her clit pushing power into her, and she came flying apart.

“Max,” she whimpered. Her thighs clamped on his head as she rode out the sensations. Liz had never felt anything so powerful, her whole body spasming with pleasure. She was aware that Max’s tongue was still buried within her, and as her velvety walls continued to clench around him, Max’s nimble fingers gently brushed her clit, pushing even more power into her.

At first Liz though it felt relaxing, having Max stroke her, but suddenly she was aroused again.

When Max felt Liz’s body tighten with desire again, he withdrew his tongue. Liz moaned in disappointment, but he slid two long fingers inside her soaking core. He pulled them out almost all the way and then very slowly slid them inside her, pushing power into his fingers as they went deep within.

Liz moaned and writhed beneath him, frustrated by his slow pace. Max had never used power inside her before and it made her incredibly sensitive. She could feel another orgasm building, but suddenly his fingers brushed the sensitive G-spot within her and the power pulsing through his fingers almost caused her to jump off the bed at the unexpected pleasure.

Max smiled wider and concentrated on her sensitive spot, brushing over it again and again, slowly building his speed and the amount of power he was pushing into her. And he laved her clit with his tongue, echoing the ever-increasing speed of his fingers within her.

He pumped his fingers into her faster and faster, increasing the pressure on her clit with each stroke of his tongue, and more quickly than he would have thought possible Liz was on the precipice again. Her gasps of pleasure came quicker, and with a few final strokes Max replaced his tongue on her clit with his hand. He sent an incredible amount of power into her clit while doing the same to the sensitive spot inside her, and Liz came with a scream.

He left his fingers inside her, until her spasms calmed, and then slowly withdrew them. He raised them to his nose, inhaling her smoky scent, his eyes burning with need.

And Liz felt the same way. After two powerful orgasms she should be satisfied, but she still had an ache deep within her core that was begging to be filled. She sat up and pulled Max to her devouring his lips in a hungry kiss, as her hands roamed across his magnificent chest. She pushed power into him, caressed her way down his huge arms squeezing the bulging muscles before returning to his chest. She slid her palms over his pecs, a blue glow following her touch, and paused to brush her thumbs over his hard nipples. Then she continued down across his six-pack abs, reaching lower to grasp his rock-hard shaft.

Liz broke the kiss and looked into his eyes, as she gently squeezed him in her hand. “I need you inside me.”

Max nodded and cupped her face taking her lips in another kiss as he laid her back on the bed. Once again he nestled between her legs, that were spread wide for him, but he didn’t enter her. As he deepened the kiss, he rubbed their lower bodies together, sliding his cock through the wetness of her folds. He brushed against her aching core up to the oversensitized nub of her clit and back again, over and over.

Liz arched up into him, straining to get closer. She opened her legs wider and slid her hands down his back grasping his ass, attempting to coax him to complete the connection. Her throbbing slit was aching for him and she started to pump against him.

Finally Liz broke their kiss. “Max. Max, please,” she gasped. “I need you so much.”

Max smiled and slid down her again, this time directing his cock toward her soaking opening. He pushed just the tip of himself inside, and so agonizingly slowly inched the long length of him into her slick passage.

Liz moaned at the sensation of finally being filled, Max’s large cock stretching her inner walls deliciously.

He withdrew from her almost all the way and then very slowly pushed himself back in. Liz was so hot and wet surrounding him that Max had to work not to explode.

Liz could feel every inch of him as Max continued to torture her with the achingly slow pace. Her desire was rising with his every stroke, but it wasn’t enough.

Max could feel Liz’s desperation with each stroke. Again he pulled out of her, and then with a thrust of his hips, plunged the entire length of himself hard within her.

Liz moaned with pleasure and Max increased his pace, pounding into her faster and harder. She wrapped her legs around him, changing the angle of his penetration and he felt her come again hard, her whole body spasming with the release.

But Max didn’t stop. He continued to pound into her, the hard length of him stroking her inner walls, and he could feel through the connection that Liz was quickly caught up in desire again. Harder, deeper, faster, he thrust and she angled her hips up to meet him.

Max pressed his hand over her clit and pushed a huge amount of power into her and Liz came again, spasming around the hard length of him buried inside her.

Max paused in his rhythm as her velvety walls clenched around his shaft, groaning with the effort not to come. But he only gave her a moment to recover before he slid almost all the out of her soaked passage and then surged into her again.

Liz gasped with pleasure, each orgasm making her even more sensitive, and after only a few more of Max’s powerful thrusts she was close to release again.

Max’s glorious length brushed the sensitive spot inside her and Liz cried out as he stroked it again and again. Her head thrashed wildly and she thought she would go insane, the intensity of her desire building to an impossible point.

“Max,” she gasped urgently. “Max!” She reached down and grasped his pistoning ass, urging him to increase his pace even more.

Max instantly obeyed Liz’s request. He grasped her hips, raising them to meet his frenzied trusts. He plunged into her faster and harder, slamming their lower bodies together almost painfully.

A sheen of sweat covered both their bodies and Max’s thrusts grew more insistent, strained, and Liz knew he was close. She grasped at his back desperately, pushing a steady stream of power into him.

He brushed her lips with his, and held her eyes. “Come for me Liz,” he whispered. “Come for me baby.”

He reached between them and rubbed her sensitive clit in circles. With each thrust into her, he increased the pressure on her nub and pushed more energy into her. Every inch of Liz’s body glowed with the soft golden light, and as she got closer to orgasm the intensity of the light increased.

Liz continued to push power into Max too and watched amazed as the soft blue glow spread throughout him. But with only a few more of Max’s powerful thrusts, she flew over the edge, screaming his name.

Liz’s thighs clamped tightly on Max’s hips as her inner walls spasmed rhythmically around his cock. “Liiiiiiz!” he cried out, as his powerful release took him and he collapsed onto her.

Their orgasm was powerful, more intense than anything they had experienced before, and through their connected minds they could both experience what the other was feeling. Electric sensations washed through their bodies and they felt like they were floating, anchored only to each other.

It was like nothing in the world existed but them, and they clasped in a tight embrace. Their thoughts and emotions flowed between them uncensored and they had never felt so close.

They both felt the change that happened in Liz’s body and mind when the orgasm ripped through them. And thoughts flew through their connected minds wondering what it might mean to their future.

Power continued to surge through their bodies, passing between them through the physical contact, mingling together. Time had no meaning and they were content to bask in their love for one another.

But gradually the power started to lessen. The light flowing through their bodies subsided with the energy, and they slowly floated back to reality. The sensations of their release slowed and were replaced with a deep languor.

Max caressed Liz’s face, but she was the first to break the silence. “That was incredible.”

Max looked into her still glowing eyes and grinned. “I love you, Liz.”

Liz reached up to touch his face. “I love you too, Max.”

Max pulled out of Liz and was surprised to find himself completely soft. He glanced at his watch and gasped in surprised. “Liz we’ve been here for more than three hours.”

Suddenly a rush of energy went through Liz and the world around her darkened. She was deluged with images, but there were so many that she could only recognize a few. Liz saw a ruined city, smoldering rubble, and there was fear and hatred all around her. She looked down at her hands and they were covered with blood. But she knew it wasn’t a prophecy or vision of things to come. She was witnessing the past, Max’s past life, accessing the dreams he’d been having.

Liz tried to see more, to understand what was happening but other images crowded into her mind. And these were images of the future, she was sure of it. She saw Nicholas and Tess and another man she assumed was Khivar. Then there was the sound of weeping and screaming and a profound sense of loss.

When Liz didn’t answer him, Max’s eyes went to her face. Liz’s body was rigid and she gasped for air. Max automatically reached for her. “Liz!”

But just as suddenly as it started, it was over, and Liz turned wide eyes to him. “Max, I had a vision.”


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(Michael’s Apartment)

Michael opened the door to Max and Liz. “You’re like an hour late to your own meeting.”

“Sorry,” Max said, looking around the room at the gathered friends; Maria, Kyle, Michael and Isabel. “There was an unavoidable delay.”

“Eeewww,” Isabel said. “This is some creepy sex thing again, isn’t it?”

Max shook his head. “It looks like Liz is developing a new power. She had a vision.”

“What was it about?” Isabel gasped.

Max turned to Liz, motioning for her to continue.

“I saw the dream Max has been having of his past life,” Liz said.

“Well that’s not a vision,” Isabel said. “You could have just seen that in his head.”

Liz nodded. “You’re right, but then I saw Nicholas and Tess with another man I think was Khivar.”

Michael nodded, “Well we know they’re working together, so what?”

Liz shook her head. “You don’t understand. It was the future, I’m sure of it. Nicholas was with Tess and Khivar, on Earth. So either they’re here now or they soon will be.”

“Holy crap!” Kyle exclaimed. “What else did you see?”

“Nothing,” Liz said. “I couldn’t see anything else.”

“Well you’ve got to try again,” Kyle said.

“Try what?” Liz asked. “I don’t know how to make a vision manifest.”

“Is this like before?” Michael asked Max. “When Liz was having visions because you two were…” Maria smacked him across the chest causing him to trail off.

“Yeah,” Kyle said to Liz. “Have sex with Max again and maybe you’ll see more.”

“No!” Max growled, suddenly angry. He couldn’t believe that their friends were so casually discussing his and Liz’s sex life. To Max and Liz, sex was a beautiful expression of their love, but to their friends it was simply a way to gather information, and the butt of their jokes.

“We weren’t having sex when Liz got the vision,” Max said angrily, “and we’re not going fishing for information that way again. You should all have more respect for Liz than that.”

“I agree,” Isabel said. “I didn’t like it the first time, and now that Liz is a friend, I say no way.”

“I’m sorry Liz,” Kyle said. “Sometimes my mouth isn’t attached to my brain.”

Michael bowed his head. “Yeah, I’m sorry too. I didn’t mean…” he trailed off.

“It’s okay,” Liz said.

Max wrapped his arm around her, pulling her into his side. “Let’s get to the real reason for this meeting which is Kyle’s powers.”

Michael nodded, glad for the subject change. “Yeah, I put a lot of power into Kyle yesterday and today, but I didn’t feel any power coming from him.”

“Maybe Kyle won’t get powers,” Isabel said. “We don’t even know if he will.” She turned to Max and Liz, “And like I was telling them before you got here, when Liz and I connected to save Max in New York, I could feel the power in Liz. There wasn’t a lot, but it was there. So if Michael doesn’t feel any power in Kyle, maybe he isn’t getting any.”

Max shook his head. “It’s only been two days yet. If Michael and Kyle don’t mind, I think they should keep trying.”


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(Khivar’s House)

Isabel entered the house without knocking and wasn’t surprised to see Nicholas and Khivar deep in conversation.

Khivar rose to greet her with a kiss, taking her into her arms. “Find out anything interesting at the meeting?”

“We’ve got a problem,” Isabel said. “Liz had a vision about you and Nicholas and Tess. She didn’t see anything really, just that you were all on Earth.”

“Since when has Liz gotten visions?” Khivar asked.

Isabel shook her head. “She had a few about the crash when she and Max first got together. Kissing him seemed to trigger the visions and they led her to a communications orb that was buried in the desert. But she hasn’t gotten any that I know of since then.”

“Until today,” Khivar mused.

Isabel nodded. “Liz got this idea that when Max pushed energy into her it helped increase her powers. And it looks like she was right.”

Khivar’s brow creased in consideration. ”We should try the same thing on you. I thought your powers just had to emerge naturally, but if we can speed up the process it would definitely be to our advantage.”

Isabel nodded again. “Liz also suggested that they try pushing energy into Kyle, hoping to bring his powers out early. I tried to talk them out of it but Max is determined to keep doing it. I think I should stick close to them so I can find out what is going on. Maybe I should volunteer to help Kyle and then I can keep track of his progress. It would be really bad timing if he developed powers too.”

Khivar shook his head, holding her tightly. “No Isabel, it’s too dangerous. I want you to stay away from them. If Liz sees that you are colluding with us, Max will probably kill you.” He shook his head again, stroking his thumb down her cheek. “We waited so long to be together and I don’t think I would survive losing you again.”

Isabel smiled and hugged him fiercely. “You won’t lose me. But I just want this over.”

Khivar sighed and spoke softly. “We need to step up our plan, before Liz can get any more visions.”

Nicholas spoke up. “We have over a hundred troops. Why don’t we just throw everything we have at Max? He and Michael can’t possibly defeat that many.”

“Don’t be so sure,” Khivar said. “Max is the most powerful ruler that Antar ever had. And he may not have full access to his powers yet, but he is growing more powerful every day.” He shook his head. “I don’t want to risk a full-out attack yet. We’ll try another approach first. I have an idea that will lead Max right to us. We just have to wait for the right opportunity.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Evans’ House)

Max sat at the kitchen table and stared at the TV screen, but he wasn’t watching the show. He’d been thinking about the night he’d spent with Tess.

He had assumed that the sensations he’d experienced with her were because she was a hybrid. But that couldn’t be the reason because through the connection earlier Max had sensed that Liz’s transformation was complete. She was a hybrid now too.

So the only explanation for the similarity in his experiences with Liz and Tess had to be the power. But Tess hadn’t made his skin glow, so she must have been pushing power into him, or using power on him for another reason.

And there was another difference too. He had also felt totally rejuvenated after he’d been with Liz. He’d felt powerful, like he could take on the world. But it hadn’t been like that with Tess. After being with her he’d been exhausted, like he’d run a marathon. He’d been so exhausted that he’d fallen asleep with her.

Maybe Tess had manipulated his emotions again, Max mused, or maybe she had used her powers to enhance his sexual experience, or maybe the whole thing had been a mind warp.

Max shook his head. He didn’t think that could be true. That night they had created a child, and Max had felt his son trying to contact him. There was no way all of that could have been a mind warp. Could it?

He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even notice his fingers tapping on the table.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Parker House – Liz’s Balcony)

Maria climbed through Liz’s window and threw herself down onto the lounger with Liz. “Not out with Max tonight?” she asked with a knowing smile.

“No,” Liz answered with a smile. Maria knew how much she and Max had been making love and Liz had told her about her idea to share power.

“So that idea of yours must have worked?” Maria asked. “I mean you were an hour late to the meeting.”

Liz smiled at Maria’s not so subtle hints. “Yes, Max and I made love and pushed power into each other.”

“And?” Maria prompted.

“It was incredible,” Liz said dreamily. “It’s like our orgasm lasted two hours.”

“Wait a minute,” Maria broke in, “a two hour orgasm?”

“But we didn’t even know it at the time,” Liz said. “It only seemed like maybe fifteen or twenty minutes had passed. Our minds were connected and we were floating together while these electric sensations flowed through us. It’s like we were drunk on the power.”

“So you had this uber-orgasm and then you get a vision?” Maria asked.

“It was because of the power,” Liz said. “Both Max and I felt me change.”

“But aren’t these changes scaring you?” Maria asked. “I mean we don’t even know what you’re changing into.”

Liz shook her head. “It’s not like that Maria.” She tried putting it in terms Maria might understand. “It’s kind of like the difference I felt in myself after Max and I first made love. I have this new awareness and understanding, I see things from a totally different point of view. My mind is opening, expanding to accept the power. And it doesn’t scare me, I’m just becoming more like Max.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Thursday - August 9th, 2001)

Enemies came at Max from all sides.

He stood his ground and raised an arm to throw the first group back, and with the other outstretched hand slammed his shield into the others. Max had a blaster on his hip but he reached for his sword on the other side. With a roar he leapt toward the fallen men, killing three of them with a single slash.

Another enemy soldier rushed him and Max thrust the sword through his body, throwing him aside.

Shots rang out down the hall and Max could hear shouts and screams and the sounds of battle. They were under attack. The rebels were attacking the palace.

Two of the soldiers climbed to their feet, drawing Max’s attention, and whipping the sword through the air Max decapitated the first. But the second soldier threw himself aside and aimed a blaster at Max, rapidly firing several shots.

Max threw his shield up but he wasn’t fast enough, and the first shot grazed his arm sending a searing pain through him.

With a gasp Max awoke, automatically grabbing his arm. The pain was still fresh in his mind and he was somewhat surprised to find his flesh whole. He leaned back and took deep breaths to calm his racing heart as the images of his dream continued to flash through his head.

Max realized that his dreams were becoming clearer since Liz had started pushing power into him. She was certainly right. Combining their power was opening all kinds of doors, including helping him see his past. He didn’t even have to try any more to retrieve the memories, they were coming to him practically every night in his dreams, whether he wanted them or not.

But it was more than just Liz’s power that was triggering his. It was as if every violent act that was committed against him, every time he was enraged, brought his latent power to the surface. And the power and the anger were not only awakening his memories, but his alien side too.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


(Saturday - August 11th, 2001)
(Crashdown Café)

Liz met Max at the front door with a kiss.

Max flicked his eyes over her, noting that she had already changed out of her uniform. “You ready to go? The movie starts in twenty minutes.”

Liz nodded. “I have to take out the last of the trash. I’ll just be a sec.”

Max pulled her to him. “Then we have a little time,” he said taking her lips for a longer kiss.

Liz leaned into him for a moment deepening the kiss, before pulling back with a smile. “If we don’t stop now, we’ll be late.”

Max smiled. “I think I could live with being late.”

Liz giggled feeling his desire through the connection. “Max!” she said exasperatedly.

Max’s smile widened, “What about after the movie?”

Liz smiled and raised an eyebrow. “Well, if you’re good…”

Max reached between them, stroking her breast as he held her eyes. “I’m always good,” he purred.

“Max,” Liz gasped as her desire instantly rose to meet his. “My parents are home.”

He pulled her closer, letting her feel his erection. “Then let’s go back to my house.”

Liz nodded, the movie forgotten, her only thought was having Max inside her. “Okay,” she gasped. “I’ll just finish up and then we can go.”

Max leaned into her. “Hurry,” he growled.

Liz nodded and he reluctantly released her. She backed to the kitchen door still holding his eyes that seemed to burn with need. A matching shiver of desire racked her body and she hurried into the back room.

She pushed the back door open into the alley and lugged the bags of trash to the dumpster. Tossing them inside she turned to go back to Max, but stopped as she heard someone call her name.

“Liz.”

She turned toward the sound just in time to see a large metal garbage can flying through the air at her, inches from her face. Liz barely had time to raise an arm as it hit her hard, knocking her unconscious.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Max felt Liz’s fear through the connection and rushed through the back room, calling out, “Liz!”

He burst through the door and into the alley, barely registering that Liz was lying on the ground before he was lifted off his feet and slammed into the wall. Then everything went black.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


A stinging sensation across his face caused Max to come to suddenly. With a jerk of his head, he tried to sit up but couldn’t. He was strapped to a table, his arms and hands secured so he couldn’t use his powers.

Glancing around groggily, Max could see that he was in a warehouse of some kind. He shook his head trying to clear it, to remember what happened, and was rewarded with another slap.

“Wake up!” barked a voice with a distinctively New York accent.

Max’s eyes focused on Rath and instantly he was awake. “What happened?”

“I’m finally taking you down, duke,” Rath said. He picked up a large knife from a table, showing it to Max. “But I’m gonna fuck you up first.”

Max ignored him. “Where is Liz? Is she okay?”

Rath motioned to the side. “Right over there, duke.”

Max followed the direction of Rath’s gaze to where Liz was laying facedown on the floor, unconscious. He could see that her right arm was folded under her at an unnatural angle and one side of her face was bruised and bloody, her eye swollen shut.

“What did you do to her?” Max gasped.

“She’s a little fucked up, but it’s nothing too serious, I don’t think,” Rath said. He smirked, leaning closer to Max’s face. “When she comes to, I thought I’d use her for a little entertainment. I wanted that sweet cunt the first time I saw her.”

Max threw himself against his bonds, instantly enraged. “Don’t you touch her!” he growled.

Rath smiled as Max struggled. “So many times I’ve thought about jamming my prick into that tight, hot pussy.”

“I’ll kill you!” Max roared, struggling furiously.

“I don’t know duke,” Rath continued, “she’s so small. Do you think if I fucked her hard enough she’d just rip in two?”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Pain.

Blinding pain was Liz’s first sensation. She was aware that she was laying on a hard, cool surface and she could hear muffled voices. It seemed like there were two people speaking but she couldn’t make out any words, it was just a dull murmuring sound.

Liz attempted to open her eyes but only one obeyed her. She was lying on a concrete floor but she couldn’t remember what had happened, and from her position she couldn’t really see anything.

The voices continued, one calm but the other was growing louder, shouting, and suddenly some of the words started to make sense.

“…so small. Mmm mmf think if I fucked mfmm mmff enough she’d just rip m fmm?”

Liz attempted to raise her head, but groaned with the sudden stab of pain.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Max and Rath looked to Liz when she groaned.

With a smile Rath put down the knife and walked over to her. She was moving slightly and he grasped her around the waist dragging her up.

Liz cried out as a stabbing pain went through her stomach and her broken arm brushed across the floor. She nearly passed out but stubbornly fought to stay awake.

Rath held her against him with one hand around her waist while he focused on Max. “She’s a bit banged up but that won’t make fucking her any less fun.” He smiled and used his free hand to grab her breast squeezing it hard as he pumped his groin against her, mimicking sex. “I’ll do her right here so you can watch, duke.”

Liz shivered with fear and revulsion as Rath touched her. With her one good eye Liz could see that Max was strapped to a table and she met his eyes and held them. Max’s rage was evident as he struggled against his bonds, Rath’s taunts driving him crazy. They both knew Rath meant every word. Without a second thought he would rape her, and kill them both.

Liz knew she was their only chance. She was pretty sure that Rath didn’t know she had powers, and while there was no way she could take him on, she could release Max. She tried to raise her left hand to undo Max’s bonds but then Rath jerked her again and she cried out with the pain.

“She’s into it already,” Rath taunted Max. “I bet you never gave it to her good and hard. I’ll have her screaming my name and begging for more.” He yanked at her shirt popping the buttons off.

A fresh stab of fear assailed Liz and she started to struggle against him. “No!”

Rath gripped her tighter and leaned down to kiss her neck. “That’s it baby, fight me. It makes it so much more fun.” He looked to Max as he pulled her shirt down revealing her bra and a large bruise covering her collarbone. “I knew she’d be a feisty one.”

Max surged forward with all his strength. “You bastard!”

Rath laughed.

Raising her left arm again, Liz focused her powers on Max’s bonds. But suddenly Rath yanked at her shirt attempting to pull it off her injured right arm.

Liz screamed. For a moment the pain was unbelievably intense, and then everything went black as she passed out.

As Liz’s body sagged in his arms, Rath met Max’s thunderous gaze with a grin. “Look’s like I was too rough with her already.” With a long stroke of his tongue Rath licked her cheek and then released her, letting her fall to the floor. “I’ll just have something to look forward to later.”

Max’s rage grew with every moment watching Rath touch Liz, but he couldn’t do anything to save either of them with his hands bound.

Rath swaggered over to him again and picked up the knife, running his thumb across the edge. “I guess it’s just you and me for now, duke.” He slashed a few small shallow cuts across Max’s chest, taunting him. “Who’s the man now, bitch?”

Max started to have flashbacks of his time in the White Room as Rath continued to cut him, but he pushed them aside. He honestly didn’t care what Rath did to him but he was driving himself crazy thinking about what Rath might do to Liz. He had never felt so helpless in his life, and as his frustration grew so did his rage. Max could feel his power building within as it never had before, but with his hands bound it had no outlet.

Rath continued to cut him, deeper and deeper, until Max’s chest was criss-crossed with wounds and blood was soaking the front of his shirt. “I’m running out of room here, duke,” Rath said.

“Where should I start cutting next?” he taunted, moving the knife over Max’s body. He feigned a slash at Max’s face. “Here?” He moved the knife down over Max’s crotch. “Or should I just cut to the chase and make sure you’re not the man.” He chuckled. “But what fun would that be? It would be over too fast.”

Suddenly Rath plunged the knife into Max’s side just below his ribs, and Max roared in pain.

More than anything Max wanted to kill Rath. For all of the pain and suffering he had caused them, for killing his parents, for touching Liz, Max wanted to watch Rath die slowly. And suddenly he felt a barrier within his mind give way.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Max’s roar of pain brought Liz to her senses again, his pain and frustration slamming into her mind through their connection. She was lying on her side and slowly turned her head, careful to keep quiet until she could see Max.

Rath was standing over him, a large bloody knife in his hand and suddenly Liz was desperately afraid that Max was already dead. She automatically reached through the connection, and just as she touched Max’s mind a surge of power rushed through them both.

Liz saw Max’s shield explode outward carrying Rath’s body with it, slamming him against the wall. Rath’s head hit hard and he slumped unconscious to the ground.

Painfully reaching out with her left hand, Liz focused her powers to release Max’s shackles but she was surprised to see that they were already open. Max had somehow used his powers without his hands. He was surprised too, Liz could feel that through their bond, but she could also feel the rage rushing through him.

Max stumbled off the table, his knees nearly going out from under him, and extended his arm toward Rath. With a twist of his hand he lifted Rath’s limp body through the air and slammed him down onto the table, locking him down securely.

Only then did Max turn to Liz. He rushed over, falling to his knees before her. “Liz, it’s okay,” he said softly, wincing as he sensed her pain. Careful not to touch her broken body, Max passed his healing hands over her, searching for injuries. He could see her bloody and swollen face and the angry bruise above her collarbone, and his examination also revealed two fractured ribs that were causing some internal bleeding. Her collarbone was broken, her right arm was shattered in several places, and she had a slight concussion. Max concentrated on her, pushing his power into her body, carefully mending every fracture, every tissue.

Then he gently took her head in his hands and soothed away the bruising, cuts and swelling, allowing her to open her other eye.

Exhausted, Max slumped forward, breathing hard, and Liz stiffly pulled herself up.

She reached out to his bloody chest. “Max you’re bleeding! He cut you!”

He shook his head, pulling her into his arms. “It’s nothing. I need to build up my strength a little and then I’ll fix it. I’ll take the rest of your pain away too.”

“Oh Max,” Liz sobbed, the gravity of the situation finally catching up with her. “I was so scared and I almost lost you.”

Max held her tighter. “Never. You’ll never lose me. And I’ll make sure that nothing ever happens to you again.”

Liz shivered in his arms. “What about Rath?”

Max pulled back to look into her eyes. “He’ll never hurt you or anyone else again,” he said softly, as he stroked her hair. “I’ll take care of him.”

Liz suddenly felt sleepy, hardly able to keep her eyes open. “What are you going to do?”

Max continued to stroke her hair, lulling her to sleep with his powers. “I don’t want you to worry about that.” He placed a kiss on her forehead. “Just rest for a while and when you wake up everything will be okay.”

“But Max…” Liz protested, but she didn’t finish her sentence. Her heavy lids closed and she drifted to sleep.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Max made sure that Liz was sleeping peacefully before he turned his attention back to Rath. He was exhausted from healing Liz and he was still bleeding from his own wounds but he had to deal with Rath.

His gaze burned over Michael’s dupe. They had been so lucky. Liz had been moments from being raped by that animal and Max still didn’t know how he had used his powers to save them. All he remembered was the blinding rage at the thought of Rath touching her again and suddenly his powers had burst from him.

Max remembered every one of Rath’s threats concerning Liz, and his rage rose with every moment. And as his rage intensified, Max felt his strength returning. But it didn’t stop there. Max felt power filling him, spilling out along every inch of his skin as if his body weren’t big enough to contain it. But the power was his. Max could tell that the energy was there within him all along and his anger had helped him summon it.

Without even looking, Max knew that his wounds had been healed by the power surging through him and he turned rage-filled eyes to their enemy.

Max struck Rath across the face hard, pushing a shock of power into him.

Rath moaned but remained unconscious.

Max placed a hand on his head. Rath had a bad concussion from striking the wall and Max could tell that he wouldn’t awaken for hours. But Max wanted his revenge now, and healed just enough of Rath’s injury to keep him conscious.

Again Max struck Rath, and this time he came awake.

Max loomed over him, letting Rath see the change in their positions, making him realize that now he was helpless.

Rath shook his head disbelievingly. “You used your powers with your hands tied down. How is that possible?”

Max smiled. “I’m the man. Don’t ever forget it.”

“Yeah, boy scout?” Rath taunted. “What are you going to do? Kill me?”

Max shook his head. “You tried to kill me I don’t know how many times, and you killed my parents. For those reasons alone I would kill you.” He leaned in closer, growling, “But you touched Liz. For that I am going to kill you slowly, cut you into pieces, and enjoy every minute of it.”

He held up the knife so Rath could see it as he continued. “You see there are some advantages to being a healer.” With a quick jerk of the knife Max slashed Rath across the chest. “I know every organ, every artery inside you.” With another deeper slash, Max cut Rath’s face. “I know exactly where, and how deep I can cut you, and exactly how long each injury will take to kill you.”

Max saw genuine fear in Rath’s eyes and smiled. “Liz is mine,” he said thrusting the knife deep into Rath’s stomach, burying it to the hilt. “She is good and clean and you dared to touch her, you dared to defile her.” He jerked the knife up, cutting through Rath’s skin, opening the wound.

Rath roared with pain and Max’s smile widened.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


When Liz awoke she found herself in her own bed, and for a moment she wondered if any of it had happened. But Max’s warm body spooning hers, while his arms were wrapped protectively around her were proof that it was real. He obviously hadn’t wanted to leave her alone and she was glad he was there. Max’s presence made her feel safe.

Liz moved experimentally waiting for the pain but discovered that Max had indeed taken it all away. And as she stirred Max’s arms tightened around her, but she could tell he was still asleep.

She carefully turned toward him. Max’s shirt was whole and free of blood, but she pulled it up checking for injuries, and sighed in relief when she didn’t find any. She knew healing her had exhausted Max and she also knew he would wait to heal himself until he was satisfied she was okay.

With a sigh Liz laid her head against Max’s chest, inhaling his familiar scent. She had come so close to losing him and shivered with delayed reaction as a few tears escaped her eyes.

It was still dark outside and Liz had no idea what time it was. She knew she should wake Max and send him home, but she didn’t want to for either of their sakes. Max had obviously brought her home so her parents wouldn’t miss her. But he’d stayed not only because he wanted to ensure her safety, but for both of their peace of mind.

No, Liz decided, as she settled in next to Max, she wouldn’t wake him, wouldn’t send him away. She wanted him with her, after all it was where he belonged.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


TBC
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