The Martyr of Antar-COMPLETED

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Chapter 43

Isabel stretched and looked wistfully at the couch.
- I’m very sorry, but there’s no way I’m sleeping on that armchair again. It’s quite comfortable for someone smaller, but not for me.- She eyed suggestively at Kyle who took the hint, sighing
- Ok, I’ll take it. You can have the couch. - He said.
- I’ll take the chair by Michael, Kyle can have the other one. -Liz called out, peeking from the bathroom, and ignoring Max’s disappointed glare. He was sitting on the couch giving Isabel a questioning look before Liz spoke and he turned to her.
- You have the sleeping bag, Max. Isn’t that what you brought it for? - Isabel said in a tired voice.
Max nodded and slid off the couch to it. He just sat there, very frustrated. Meanwhile, Liz in the bathroom, was trying to work out where the conflicting feelings she was getting about Michael, came from. Was her original crush coming back? C’mon, she was too old for that! Or was she? Lately, every time she looked at Max, she had a quick flash of Tess, walking into the air force base, just before the explosion. What was that about? She decided she was just probably tired, she hadn’t had much sleep these last days, well no one had, but maybe it affected her differently. She walked out and went to her self appointed chair. She didn’t look anywhere but at Maria and her sleeping spaceboy as she made herself comfortable, curling her small body easily into the chair. Maria smiled at her and winked, and Liz giggled and reached out over Michael’s back taking Maria’s hand in hers. They rested them on him, and closed their eyes, enjoying the triple contact and feeling Michael’s relaxed breathing rising and falling under their clasped hands.
Kyle bent himself into a fetal position fitting perfectly in the chair while Isabel lay back on the couch and stretched our luxuriously, her arms over her head and her legs straight out. She heard some shuffling going on so she opened her eyes and looked towards Max. He was lying on his back, in the sleeping bag, his hands together on his chest. It always freaked her out what she called his “in the coffin impersonation”, he looked like dead people in their wake, ok, he sometimes placed his clasped hands under his head, for a change. Michael, quite the contrary, would sleep sprawled on his belly, in full Michael mode, mooning at the world, and at whoever entered the room, even when he was staying over in the sleeping bag by Max’s bed, but Max was always so tidy, so very Max. Damn, he was exasperating! No wonder their previous world had gone to hell on a one way ticket! With him on the throne! No, that wasn’t fair, they still didn’t know what the whole thing was about, so she shouldn’t jump to conclusions. He was still her brother… Her thoughts were interrupted by a weird unfamiliar, unnerving sound…
- Oooohhmmm … oooohhmmm… oooohhmmm…-
As she listened, trying to make out what it was, too lazy to even open her eyes, she could tell it happened every three seconds and lasted just that long. She opened one eye, but Max was still in his “wake” mode, apparently deaf to the world. She looked up towards the chair and discovered what the shuffling had been about : Kyle was now sitting crossed legged, Indian fashion, his knees resting on the sides of the chair and his arms, on the arms of the chair, his hands were on his knees, palms up. He was meditating! Damn Buddha! And the sound was coming from his open mouth. His eyes were closed but opened wide when Isabel’s voice hit him with the force of slaps going back and forth.
- Either you shut up right now, or I’m sealing your mouth so that your oooohhmmms will have to find another way out and if you dare try your ears, I will turn them into speakers in mute mode! -
- Sorry, sorry, crystal clear incoming message…received, obeying. -
Isabel sighed and began finally relaxing.
Max kept trying to communicate with Liz, but he kept getting flashes of Michael acting as his whipping boy, and it was so frustrating. He finally stopped trying and blanked out his mind, feeling sleep taking over.
Liz felt Max calling to her but she just pushed him away. She wasn’t in the mood for his “who am I, really?” questions right now. She knew he was desperate to find out her opinion, or anyone else’s about what they had just discovered, to see if they could help him figure out what it was all about. And he lost his patience over Michael who had been trying to find out about them for a long time, while he and Isabel kept putting him off because they were so happy in their smug human lives, to see or care about what their friend has going through. Oh, but when it was him who wanted to know, everybody had to jump up and leave whatever they were doing that wasn’t important to Max, to help him out! How does it feel knowing you’re just a second hand king, not the real thing, not even royal blood? Serves you right for being so unfair! Oh my god, what am I thinking? This can’t be me! What’s going on? - Her eyes flew open but she didn’t dare look up in case Max was waiting for just this chance. Isabel seemed to have taken it on stride, she didn’t seem to give a damn about her change of status. Maybe she knew something they didn’t, and wasn’t out for discussion, at least not yet. She knew it was something about Michael, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. “Alright, Liz,” she told herself, “you need to sleep. You’re going through weird stuff lately, like those flashes when you touch people and even when you think hard about someone, sometimes…” Suddenly a vivid image of Isabel flashed before her eyes, she was somehow different, her clothes were beautiful, she was Vilandra! And she was shouting at someone in a frenzy : “You’re nothing! You’re just a king in name, but you’re really nothing! My children will have royal blood! What about yours, huh? Keep that tramp of your wife away! I can’t stand to see her drooling after my man! Rath Michael is mine! No matter what you do to him, he’s mine!” She faded before her voice did, and just before she did, Liz caught a glimpse of a strange Max in just as strange clothes, glaring at his sister dumb with fury across from her. Liz didn’t dare move, she was hardly breathing. Max was right, they had to get Langley to spill out everything. This didn’t look good at all. She did what she used to do when she was a little girl : She imagined the ocean, the waves rising and falling, and the tide rushing in and back, and she fell asleep.
The door burst open and Stuart with two other doctors, talking loudly stepped into the room. They looked startled as they saw the group of teenagers sitting up sleepily.
- Ooops, sorry…We need you to leave the room. -
- Sure, it’s alright, we’re going. - Isabel got up and started taking everyone out of the room.
- I’ll catch up with you at the cafeteria in about half an hour. Have a nice breakfast. - Stuart winked at Isabel.
Maria kissed Michael’s lips and brushed the hair off his face.
- Maria,,, -
- It’ll be ok, just think of me, alright? -
Michael sighs and nods. As Maria was leaving the room, the nurse arrived with her tray full of stuff. Maria’s eyes glazed over as she saw the contents of the tray. She turned towards her with murder in her eyes, but her friends intercepted her and bodily dragged her along with them, ignoring her protests. They went to the cafeteria and asked for everything they could think of as they sat there yawning. Maria was pushed back against the wall with Kyle and Isabel beside her. Max and Liz sat in front, looking very uncomfortable. Maria was muttering to herself and they turned to look at her. She was flushed red with fury.
- I’ll kill her! There’s no way you can stop me! - Maria spluttered.
Liz reached her hand across the table and squeezed Maria`s in hers.
- Please Maria, this is the last time she’ll be with him, don’t cause a problem so we can be out of here today. -
- Once Michael is out of here you’ll have him all to yourself and you’ll never see the damn nurse again. - Isabel glared at Maria, pressing the heels of her hands against her temples.
- Oh sure, I’m so lucky… - Maria said sarcastically.
Kyle and Max looked at each other, eyebrows raised in a silent warning to each other to shut up. Their orders were brought to the table and they started wolfing down the food.
- Are you sure it’s on Stuart? - Asked Kyle doubtfully.
Isabel gave him a look that made him wave his hand in understanding and he went on eating. Maria who was glancing constantly towards the door, pushed up from the table.
- There’s Stuart! - She didn’t take her eyes off him until he slid in beside them. He waved to the waitress. Everyone’s eyes were on him expectantly.
- Ok, he’s out. - He said smiling.
- Right now? - Maria asked.
- As soon as he’s ready to leave. -
- Kyle, Isabel, out of my way or I’ll climb over you. - She said determinedly.
They scrambled out of the booth to let her through and watched her rush to the door.
- You better go with her in case Susan hasn’t finished getting him ready. I thought she would finish her breakfast. -
Liz and Max took off after her and Kyle pushed by Isabel to follow them, barely missing the waitress who was coming with the check.
- Aren’t you having anything? - Isabel asked Stuart.
- Nah, I had breakfast with the colleagues before we went to Michael and they might need our help. He winked at her.
They rushed out of the cafeteria in hot pursuit.
Liz and Max caught up with Maria just as she was turning the corner 3 rooms away from Michael’s. They flanked her hooking their arms in hers. Kyle turned the corner full speed, and almost ran into them. He placed his hands on Maria’s shoulders from behind. Maria stopped dead on her tracks and sighed.
- Ok, what’s going on? - She asked impatiently.
- The nurse is getting Michael ready to leave, so please! Don’t make them change their minds, alright? - Max begged her.
Maria thought for a while, taking her time.
- Ok. - And she started walking again.
“That was way too easy”, Liz thought, as they arrived at the room. To their surprise, Michael was alone. The IV’s are gone, and Maria rushed to him covering his cheek with kisses.
- Oh great, so it was worth it! Hell, I’m sore! - Michael groaned.
- Michael, you can leave as soon as you’re ready. - Liz took his hand in hers.
- That’s why they took everything out and not back in! - He said relieved.
Maria peaked between his thighs and took a deep breath.
- Yes, that damn thing up your ass is gone too. -
- Excuse me… -
They turned to see the nurse at the door with a bowl of water, a sponge floating on it and a towel over her arm. Before they could react, Maria sprang from the side of the bed, and in a few bounding steps was standing in front of her blocking her way.
- What do you want now? - She questioned, poking her finger twice on her chest.
- I have to give him a sponge bath and dress him to go. - She answered calmly.
- Is there a shower in the bathroom? - Maria asked pointing to the referred room.
- Yes. -
- Is everything there in perfect working conditions? -
- Of course it is. -
- Well then, that’s all we need to give him a bath, so we don’t need you! -
-There’s no soap… -
Maria looked at the bottle of liquid soap poking out of the nurse’s pocket and pulled it out in one clean swipe.
- Now we do, oh, and leave this too, just in case. - She lifted the towel from her arm and she pushed her out of the room before slamming the door in her face.

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Chapter 44.

- Ok, we’ll bathe you and get you dressed…Oh no! - Maria said, then whined dramatically. She put her hand on her forehead, then closed her eyes in despair. - It’s incredible, I can’t believe this is happening! -
- What is it? What’s wrong? - Liz couldn’t understand Maria.
- He came here stark naked! He’s got nothing to wear! -
Liz, smiling, put an arm around Maria’s shoulders and pointed at a big shopping bag on the floor by the couch. Maria picked it up and dumped the contents on the couch : a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, emerald green, a chocolate brown leather jacket and a pair of lumberjack boots matching the colour of the jacket with brown socks sticking out of them. Maria’s jaw hit the floor.
- Oh my god! These are beautiful! You’re an angel! - She ran to Liz and gave her a big hug, but Liz gently pushed her away.
- It wasn’t me, it was Isabel, and that’s not all, she got the Lopez girl to clean up his apartment and do the laundry. It is spotless, and she’s going to do it once a week. - Liz told her.
- She really loves him! - Maria sighed, her eyes growing soft.
- She sure does, but like family. - Liz pointed out.
- Right! - Maria smiled-
Stuart and Isabel arrived just then.
- Ok, you get him ready and I’ll get the paperwork done right away. - He gave Isabel’s cheek a peck and left.
Maria went to Isabel and took both her hands in hers.
- Thanks Isabel, for the clothes and the cleaning, and everything.-
- Don’t thank me Maria, Michael means a lot to me. -
- I know. - She squeezes Isabel’s hands before letting her go.
- Ok, Michael, we have to get you ready…- She shook him up and he started up from his snoozing. - Can you get up? -
- I’ll do anything to get out of here! - He said sleepily with his eyes finally open.
- Alright kid, we need to get you to the bathroom, but first, out of this bed. -
Michael pushed up on his hands and knees and crawled sideways until he could lower his feet to the floor, then his front flopped back down, leaving him jackknifed on the bed. He pushed up his chest and started straightening up slowly.
- Where’s the bathroom? - He asked, disoriented.
- Behind you, dude. - Kyle contributed.
Michael nodded and turned around very slowly. Once facing the bathroom, Maria and Isabel grabbed his arms as Liz stood in front of him with her hands on his chest to steady him. Michael took a couple of steps before he stopped and shook his head.
- I’m kind of dizzy…- He said.
- Can you walk? - Isabel asked, doubtfully.
- Of course I can. - Michael said, a little too confident.
He took another step and closed his eyes as he went “uh oh”… and he started falling forwards. Liz looked terrified as Maria and Isabel tried to hold him but he was too heavy for them.
- Help! - Maria yelped and Kyle and Max, who were standing behind them and couldn’t make out what was going on, jumped to the rescue. They held Michael around the middle, close to them, and managed to keep him upright. Michael opened his eyes, and blinked a couple of times.
- Ok, ok, I’ve got it. -
- Are you sure? Cause if you fall on me, I don’t think I will survive it…- Liz said looking absolutely scared.
- Yes, I’m positive. - Michael chuckled at Liz’s frightened face.
He shoved first one hip against Kyle then the other against Max, who were holding him tight against them.
- Hey, if you want my ass, you’ll have to wait until I’m up to it again. - He said in what should have sounded like a joke, but none of the 3 girls heard it that way. Michael turned over his shoulder and the look that passed between him and Max was no joke at all. Kyle gave a nervous giggle but desisted as Maria and Isabel glared at him.
Max let go of Michael, holding his hands up, and Kyle did just the same, in a “hands off” gesture, pretending to give it no importance. Then Max started giggling and Kyle did too, trying to turn it into a joke just the same. Michael reassumed trudging towards the bathroom, with Liz backing away with him. When she was framed by the door, she slid by Isabel back into the room as the taller blonde led the way into the bathroom, Maria close behind Michael. Once they were all inside, Maria shut the door and yanked Michael’s hospital gown off his body, dropping it on the floor.
- I don’t think you mind Isabel seeing you naked after what you had in Antar, right? -
Michael shook his head no and Maria turned to Isabel, raising her eyebrows at her.
- No problems here. -
Maria opened the door just a sliver and called Liz, who handed her two hospital gowns. Maria closed back the door and opened the one to the shower stall. With Isabel’s help they guided him into the shower, with his back to the taps. He pressed his cheek and hands against the tiled wall to brace himself, his legs spread for balance. The girls closed the shower door.
- Hey, where are you going? - Protested Michael
- Just a minute ok? - Maria told him.
Michael heard the rustling of clothes and tried to open the door to see what was going on, on the other side, but Maria, thinking ahead of him, slammed it shut again.
- Don’t! - She ordered, in a “no nonsense” tone.
The girls undressed and donned the two hospital gowns which, being Michael’s size, crossed around them completely to fasten at the front. Then, they opened the door to get back in.
- You look like the “nurses from hell”! - Michael said, chuckling.
- That’s exactly what we’ll be if you don’t behave! - Threatened Isabel.
Michael smirked, shaking his head. Maria turned the taps on, graduating the water.
- Not too hot! - Michael warned her.
- I know, barely warm. - She said, condescendingly. She turned the shower on, and the jet of water hit Michael between the shoulder blades. He threw his head back, with his eyes closed and sighed.
- Aaahhhhh! That feels good! - He exclaimed.
He let go one hand off the wall and half turned towards the water, then he switched to the other side, wetting his front with one hand on the wall all the time.
- Are you all wet now? - Maria asked and Michael nodded.
She turned off the shower and both girls stepped in.
- Here, Iz. - Maria said and squeezed liquid soap into her hand, and handed the bottle to Isabel, who did the same and placed it on the floor. Maria ducked under his arm and stood facing him as she soaped his arms and chest. Michael leant over and started kissing her, but she returned it for a couple of seconds and backed off.
- Not now, spaceboy, ok? - She told him, very determined.
Michael shrugged and desisted. Isabel was soaping his back, beginning at the shoulders and working down, just as Maria was doing at his front. When Isabel reaches his butt, his hips jerked away from her hand which was dipping between his buttocks.
- Isabel! - Michael groaned.
- C’mon, Michael, don’t be such a baby! - Isabel scolded him, slapping his ass.
- Oowww! I’m sore there too! - He protested.
- Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot…Keep still! - Isabel continued gently.
- Maria! - Michael was outraged at Maria’s hands, which were making him breathe rather hard.
- Michael! - She answered angrily.
- Well, don’t touch me there! - Michael insisted.
- How am I supposed to lather you without touching you, huh? - She said beginning to lose her patience.
- Ok, hurry then…- Said Michael, shutting his eyes tight.
- How are you doing? - Maria asked Isabel.
- I’m almost done with his legs. - Isabel answered as she was crouching behind Michael. Maria was also crouching as she lathered his thighs and continued down his legs. They smiled at each other as they came face to face between his spread thighs.
- Alright, I’m turning on the water to rinse him out. - Isabel informed Maria as they both stepped again out of the shower stall. Michael rinsed himself the same way he wet himself, then he leant forwards against the wall resting, as the water ran down his back between his legs. Isabel reached between his thighs, sliding her hand all the way up as Maria did the same at his front. Michael closed his eyes and his lips parted in pleasure.
- Ok, no soap left? - Maria asked.
- No, he’s completely rinsed. - Isabel confirmed. She nodded and turned the water off. They helped him out of the shower stall and toweled him dry, one from each side, Michael warning them when they got to his sore spots.
- Hey, easy there, ok? -
- Don’t worry, we know…-
Michael just let them do their thing. He winced anyway and stepped on the discarded towels, drying his feet. Maria opened the door just enough to poke her head through.
- Liz, the clothes…- She noticed Liz had a wistful look, disappointed at being left out. Maria gave her an understanding look and reached out to her. Liz placed the shopping bag in her hands. Max and Kyle try to poke their heads in but Maria would have none of it.
- Back off! - She barked at them.
- We should have left a video camera on in there…- observed Max. Kyle starts giggling his approval.
- Enough, ok? - Isabel shouted from inside.
Liz went back to sit on the couch between Max and Kyle who kept on giggling non stop until Liz was ready to slap them both.
Isabel fished into the bag to start dressing Michael,
- I’m a complete idiot! - She announced.
- Why, what happened? - Maria asked her.
- I forgot all about underclothes. - Isabel said, embarrassed.
- Oh, that’s ok, Michael usually goes commando. I like it. - Maria beamed at Isabel, and they heard Michael scoff. That was when Isabel and Maria started dressing their live doll.

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Chapter 45

Michael stood there watching Maria and Isabel, the first one scratching her head and the second one pressing her lips together in indecision.
- What? - He asked, not understanding.
- We’re trying to figure out the easiest way to get you in your pants…- Maria said, still unsure.
- Piece of cake! Gimme! - Michael reached out and took the pants from Isabel’s hands. He stretched them out in front of him, spreading them out with his hands, and dropped them straight on the floor, so they formed what looked like a sideways figure eight. He stepped on them and turned to the open mouthed girls.
- I had to do this when Hank left me too sore to dress myself easily. Of course, I had to bend down to pull them up. Now I can’t do that cause I’m sort of dizzy, so I’ll need you to do it for me, ok? - Michael saw both pairs of eyes welling with tears. They squatted down, one on each side, and did as he asked. Then Isabel stood on tiptoes and fitted the t-shirt over his head as Michael ducked a little to help her while Maria held on to him. They tucked it into his jeans and zipped him up. Maria knelt behind him and pulled up one of his feet, got a sock and then a boot on it. Isabel took care of the other one. Maria opened the door and Isabel pushed Michael out to the eager audience. The whistles and cat calls came right as he stepped into the room.
- Wow, Michael, you look great! - Liz was impressed by the perfect fit, Isabel definitely knew how to shop.
- You look like those European models! - exclaimed Kyle. Max stared at him as if he was Miss Universe in person.
- Hey, what’s with you? - Michael asked him, perplexed.
- You really look great, man. - Max eyed him, walking all around him. Michael tried looking over his own shoulder to check out what Max was staring at, as he stood behind him.
- Aren’t the pants a little tight? - He asked, self-consciously.
- You can wear those baggy monstrosities that look as if you raided your grandfather’s closet, when you’re 90, and have nothing to show, but right now, this fit is what we girls like! - Isabel said in her typical “no nonsense” tone.
- We sure do! - Said Liz, her eyes following Max’s and wondering what he was thinking, cause his jaw was about to hit the floor. Echoing Michael’s question, what was it with him? She thought.
- No we don’t! I mean yes I do, but just for me. You’re not wearing those to school, is that clear? I don’t want to spend the day pulling hands off your ass! Cause that’s what will happen! - Maria was already picturing in her mind what she just had said, and was not going to let it come true. The laughter that exploded in her ears, made her see how transparent her thoughts were to her friends, and how well they knew her.
- Ok, Maria, I promise, just for you…- Michael kissed her lips.
- And for us! - Isabel told her, the rest backing her up with nods and uh huh’s.
- Well, he sure looks good dressed! So far, I’ve only seen him naked! -
They turned to the door to find Stuart smiling and looking at Michael with the nurse standing beside him, a big smile on her face. He whispered something in her ear, and she took off just in time, because Maria was beginning to turn rather red in the face.
- Hey, can I leave now? - Michael practically begged.
- Sure, Susan is just taking your discharge papers to the reception nurse in emergency. - Stuart understood how the boy felt, after his painful and uncomfortable hospital experience. To his surprise, Michael bounded to the door faster than anyone had thought possible, Maria at his heels. He headed left, but she immediately corrected him and changed directions. Stuart finally reacted and started after them.
- What is it? - Isabel asked him, tugging at his sleeve and stopping him from following them.
- He has to wait for the wheelchair! It should have been here already. - He watched Isabel smile and shake her head.
- There’s no way you’re going to get him on a wheelchair, Stuart, believe me, and if you don’t, ask around. - She waved her arm around the room, and everyone agreed with her.
- Oh shit! - Stuart exclaimed and this time he didn’t give Isabel time to hold him back. He rushed out of the room with all the rest in tow, and arrived at the emergency exit just as the nurse was calling after Michael.
- Hey! You’re a patient! You can’t walk out! - Isabel recognized her as the same nurse in the graveyard shift, when Michael was brought in badly hurt. Just our luck! She thought.
- I’ve been discharged, check your papers, love. - Michael told her without even looking back. She was getting up to go after him when she heard Stuart’s voice.
- Yes, it’s true. Susan just brought you the discharge papers and the other stuff. - He knew, of course, that wouldn’t do.
- He must leave in a wheelchair! You know that! - She challenged. Isabel decided to try and smooth it up.
- I’m so sorry, we’ve been waiting for the wheelchair for over half and hour, and he’s just bugging to be out of here, please, could you make an exception? -
- They must have been delayed, and I just ran out of excuses to hold him back…- Stuart shrugged, pretending to look upset. Anyway, Michael was already at the parking lot, and he doubted anyone could make him come back. The nurse sighed and shook her head.
- Alright, then, hope I don’t get in trouble…-
- Don’t worry, I’ll see to it, ok? Thanks, Annie. - Stuart flashed her his most convincing smile, and got away with it. They headed for the door.
- Wait! Don’t forget these! - The nurse was handing them a brown paper bag with the hospital’s logo printed on the front and a white envelope. - He’ll need his medicine and the instructions. -
Isabel took them from her, with a thankful smile and hurried after them. Michael was already standing by Max’s car, just looking at it, to everyone’s surprise.
- What’s wrong? - Asked Liz.
- I don’t think I can sit down…- Michael said, dismayed.
- No sweat, spaceboy, Maria’s here with the solution to your every problem. - She smiled and took over. - Max and Kyle, on the front seat, you girls, follow me. -
She sat behind Max, patted the seat beside her and called Isabel, and then beckoned Liz to wrap it up. Michael just stood there staring, and trying to get what Maria was up to.
- Hey, are you going to drag me behind you, or what? -
Maria patted her lap and looked up at him with a huge smile.
- Over us, baby. -
- Can you take me? - Michael asked, doubtful.
- Sure, right Liz? - Isabel turned to the smaller girl.
- Fine with me. -
Michael carefully stepped into the car, minding Liz’s toes, and laid himself slowly over them. His upper body on Maria’s lap, his middle over Isabel’s and Liz had his thighs. His lower legs were jackknifed over the open window, barely fitting. Kyle was twisted on his seat so he could look back on them and Max turned to check if he could take off. Finding everything in order, he started the car, and drove out of the hospital. The way Kyle was staring at Michael was getting in both Maria’s and Isabel’s nerves. Even Liz was beginning to feel uneasy.
- Kyle, will you kindly sit straight and use your seatbelt? - Maria told him as she glared at him. Kyle obediently turned to look ahead. Maria rolled her eyes and Isabel shook her head. Maria turned to look at Isabel and saw her eyes on Michael’s ass. She felt Maria’s eyes on her and turned to her, looking guilty. Maria smiled, gestured at her boyfriend’s butt and gave Isabel a thumb up. Isabel smiled back, quite relieved, and looked away. She noticed Liz had also turned her head to the right and she suspected she had been doing just what she had. Liz’s hands were on Michael’s thighs, Maria’s played with his hair and back and Isabel’s were on the small of his back and on his thigh by Liz’s. Maria reached over and took Isabel’s hand from his thigh and put in on his ass. She winked at her and Isabel felt Michael getting a hard on as she gave him a gentle squeeze. She winked back at Maria and she felt herself blush. Liz was quite amused by the interaction of her two friends, especially by Maria’s lack of jealousy, which had her really surprised. She felt Michael’s thighs tighten under her hands and she couldn’t help squeezing them too. Michael groaned and snuggled into Liz’s and Isabel’s laps and the alien girl could now feel he was quite aroused. She was wondering what to do, when they arrived at Michael’s apartment. Kyle and Max got down and Maria started coaxing Michael to back off the car. He pushed up and slowly retreated off the three laps, one after the other. The boys received him outside and helped him straighten up. They checked Michael’s bulging fly and shared a grin before they started walking to the door. Michael walked right behind them and they let him enter his place first. Michael just stood there, staring left and right, as if it was the wrong house.
- Wow! What happened here? -
- You like it? - Asked Isabel, smiling radiantly.
- Sure, it actually looks nice. - He said as he walked to the couch, where he knelt and toppled over.
- Hey, easy, I have to sleep there! - Joked Max, as Michael ignored him and made himself comfortable.
- What’s that, Isabel? - Asked Maria pointing to the envelope and bag she held in her hand.
-Oh, Stuart said it was the instructions on his diet and some medication he insisted Michael needs and has to have. - She peeked inside. - Some pills, and stuff. -
- No way, I told Stuart my problem with pills. - Michael said as Isabel looked at him intrigued. - I can’t swallow them, they come right back up. It’s the chemical taste and some alien thing too, I guess. - He explained.
- No Michael, it’s not alien at all. Max and I have been on the “One a Day’s” all our lives and never had a problem. -
- Well, I can’t keep them down. - Michael shrugged.
Isabel handed the bag over to Maria, but Max snatched it before Maria could get a hold of it, and looked in.
- Uh oh, souvenirs from you know who…- He pulled out of the bag a handful of surgical gloves and dropped them back. Then he rummaged inside with his hand.
- Fleet? - He grinned and read the prescription. - Oh just for the first 3 days until he goes back to normal. - Michael was glaring at him.
- And you’ll have no problems with these “pills”, Michael, they’re for the other end. - He handed the bag to Maria with a silly grin.
- What? Let me see…oohhh! - Maria went as she realized what they were.
- Just my luck. - Sighed Michael.
- Well, at least you won’t throw them up. - Max giggled.
- Yeah, very funny, Max. - He smirked at him.
- Don’t worry, Michael, I’ll take care of that. - Maria sounded absolutely professional.
- I’m sure you will. - Kyle slapped palms with Max.
- I must see that. - Max chuckled, wickedly.
- No you won’t! His ass is mine! - Maria answered possessively.
- Is it? - This time Max was totally serious, no joking at all and it creeped the girls’ out, making them shudder.
- Shut up Max! It’s not funny! - Isabel flashed fire at him, and he seemed to snap out of it, beginning to giggle again stupidly, and Kyle joined him too.
Maria snatched the prescription from Max’s hand and started to read it. Then she opened the envelope and read it too.
- Your diet is not so bad, fruit and veggies, rice, some chicken, milk, for a week or two, depending how you progress and then back to normal gradually. -
- Guess I’ll manage. - Michael said, not too convinced.
Maria knelt on the floor by the couch and held his hand in hers.
- You’ll be fine, I’ll make sure of that. - She kissed him making sure she got the message through to him with more than words.

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Author's note.

This should have come before the last post. Sorry for the delay, I hate to keep anyone who's reading this waiting. As you know, English is not my language and my friend and translator had an important visit from London, (her late uncle was a SIR! and he stood by Queen Elizabeth II at her coronation. His widow came to Lima and my colleague took her on a 2 day tour of the city before she left for my native Machu Picchu).The fic is complete but I post as soon as it is transated. When I watched the show, I was disappointed by many questions left unanswered and several loose ends. I would concentrate and dream what could be missing and that's what I'm writing. Like I told Kittens in another post, this is very common here, I'm quite psychic, part because I'm a Pisces and part from the environment in which I have grown. My experiences as a nurse and a teacher are depicted in the events of the story.

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Chapter 46

- I have to go. Dad needs me at the Crashdown, I’ll cover for you Maria, ok? - Said Liz as she checked her watch.
- Thanks Liz, I owe you big. - Maria nodded as she raised her head from Michael’s thigh. She was sitting on the floor against the couch with her head thrown back, as Michael slept on.
- I’ll drive you over. - Max offered.
- Yeah, and you’ll probably eat decent food, we’ve had only salads and soup all day. - Kyle whined.
- Don’t complain, it’s good for you, very nourishing, full of proteins, vitamins and minerals. -
- Oh yeah? Where are the proteins? -
- The bean sprouts, soy beans, you know? Full of proteins, no toxins, much better than meat. -
- Sure, whatever…- Kyle said unconvinced.
Michael stretched and writhed on the couch.
- Still sleepy? - Maria asked him.
- Yeah, I’ll sleep like a log tonight. You’ll stay with me, right? -
- Sure, love, everyone is. Max and Liz will be back later. C’mon Kyle, Isabel, give us a hand. -
Isabel sent Kyle off to the couch but she stayed sitting down. Kyle helped Maria take Michael to his bed. He returned to Isabel and she handed him the bag.
- Give this to Maria, and no nasty comments, please. -
Kyle mockingly covered his mouth with one hand and took he bag with the other. The door of the bedroom was, of course, wide open, as usual, and Michael stood shirtless as Maria peeled down his pants. He gave Maria the bag and raced back to sit beside Isabel, who had now moved to the vacant couch, where she had one eye on the TV set and the other on the bedroom. Maria received the bag with a look of distaste and placed it by the bed. She helped Michael lie down and she took off his boots. She read the instructions carefully and fished into the bag. She took out a glove, a tube of ointment, and detached one of the “pills”. She knelt between Michael’s thighs and spread them further with her hands, very gently. Michael groaned.
- Let me take care of you, ok? - She didn’t wait for his answer and didn’t expect one either. She knew he trusted her as much as he did Max and Isabel. Once she was ready, she started tearing the silver foil. She turned and caught Kyle staring at her fixedly. She was sure Isabel had been quicker, and hadn’t got caught. She glared at Kyle and heard Isabel’s voice :
- Let her do her business, ok? - And Kyle obediently turned to the TV.
- Ok, Michael, just keep still…-
Maria knew they were looking at them, she could feel their eyes, ready to turn away from hers. Max and Liz came into the room and Isabel’s finger on her lips made them pad silently to squeeze all together on the couch. With four sets of eyes on them, both Michael and Maria sensed them without the need of using their eyes. They knew they could hear every word, moan and whisper, the apartment was that small, but she didn’t care and neither did Michael, so she just went on. The two couples on the couch seemed to efficiently block away the sound of the TV without muting it to make it too obvious, and focused completely on what was going on before them, live. (Michael gasped and moaned. Then Maria, worried : “I’m sorry, am I hurting you?” “It stings…” “I must do it…” “ I know, it’s ok…uunnggh…” “Ok, it’s in.” Michael sighs.) Then, Maria gave him a thorough back rub until he was fast asleep. She kissed the corner of his mouth, and joined the others at the couch. Max and Kyle got up and sat on the arms, leaving the seat for the girls. Liz’s curiosity won her over.
- Maria, how does it feel shoving that thing up his ass? -
-LIZ! - Kyle and Max exploded, totally outraged.
- What? If you’re going for medicine, so am I. - Liz faced Max who couldn’t find an answer. Liz turned back to Maria, waiting for an answer. Maria looked thoughtful for a moment before she delivered her answer.
- Feels like I’m fucking him…- The three girls turned quickly left and right checking out the guys’ faces, which looked on the verge of a fit. Liz was ready to make it ever worse for them.
- Wow, feels that good? - Kyle and Max’s eyes opened as wide as they possibly could. Maria nodded with a mock guilty look. She turned to Isabel and they giggled in their mutual knowledge making Liz feel left out, ready to make up for it. She insisted:
- Do you think Michael will let me give him one? - Max and Kyle’s jaws hit the floor. Max’s mouth was working but no words came out.
- Sure he will. I’m going to need help tomorrow with the “Fleet” business. I suspect he won’t be very cooperative and will have to be held down…- The three girls giggled uncontrollably, Liz part of them now. Max finally found his voice:
- Oh no! Kyle and I will be the ones to take care of that. He will let us do it! - Max turned to Kyle, who nodded, but looked doubtful.
- Uh uh! He is ours! You guys will be in charge of making us a luscious breakfast, fruit salad with honey for Michael, and all the works for us. That’s settled! -
- What if he’s too strong for you? - Kyle felt brilliantly smug and Max gave him an upraising look, which he appreciated.
That sent the girls looking into possible unexpected difficulties in their endeavour, they shared meaningful looks, and came to a wise decision:
- If we need you, we’ll call you. - Maria announced.
- Promise? - Max hated to admit he had sounded completely in sync with Kyle.
- Promise. - He felt better when the three girls also answered together, no giggling or conspiratory looks, but quite serious.
Now that they all agreed, they settled down for the night: Maria and Isabel spooned against Michael’s sides, Max and Liz on the couch and Kyle on the sleeping bag. No sooner their eyes had started closing when the Buddha thing echoed through the place.
- KYLE! - Unanimous, from the ones awake.
- Sorry, sorry, I’ll do it in mute mode, good night! -
- Whatever…- Kyle couldn’t identify the female voice but he was sure it came from Michael’s room.
Liz was finding it hard to sleep, looking forward to her coming experience with Michael. Max had a nerve, after what he had done to her with Tess. She would bring that up and put him in his place every time he got out of line with her, with his silly jealous acts. She knew how he hated it and she gloated each time. He knew he had no right, and his treason would never be erased from Liz’s mind, even if she had kind of forgiven him. He felt her get up but didn’t ask, knowing she would use the unbeatable bathroom excuse. He knew she had gone to Michael, her eyes on his prone naked body, and he saw red…for a few seconds. Then he controlled himself, because he knew this was what Liz must have felt too and it was his doing. He felt relieved when he felt her come back to him, but he hadn’t heard the toilet flushing, of water falling from the tap. She had definitely been staring at Michael and it served him right.

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Chapter 47

Liz woke up and saw to her dismay that it was only half past six and it was a Sunday. She sat up slowly and Max did so too, immediately. Liz whispered her plan in his ear and he nodded in agreement. They tiptoed out of the apartment and left in Max’s car. They were back about an hour later, and left a big bag in the kitchen, before they returned to the couch.
The sound of someone tripping and a loud “SHIT!” in a male voice woke everyone up. Except Michael, of course. Everyone’s eyes focused on Kyle, red in the face, holding his foot up in the air, rubbing it energetically.
- Sorry, stubbed my damn toe against I don’t know what but it was hard. - He said apologizing.
- Don’t you look where you’re going? - said Isabel angrily as she sat up beside Michael, with Maria also sitting up on the other side. Kyle blushed trying to find a sensible answer and the two girls glared at him, guessing he had been looking into the room on his way to the bathroom.
- Dammit Kyle! - Scolded Maria, who was quite uptight by the fact that her mother and his father were getting much too close for her taste. Kyle might end up being her brother…yeech! She had enough with her stupid cousin Sean’s visit and hoped she never saw him again.
Kyle started sniffing the air and they all realized they could smell food…not just food, but Crashdown food. They turned to Liz who smiled and went to retrieve the bag from the kitchen. As she approached them, their mouths started watering.
- Is that what I think? - Asked Kyle rubbing his hands, stubbed toe completely forgotten.
- Uh huh. We knew you’d be hungry for fast greasy food. - Liz confirmed and looked at Maria. - Are you sure Michael’s still asleep? -
- Like a log, why? - Maria was intrigued.
- The smell of the food…it wouldn’t be fair to him…-
- Believe me, nothing can wake him up, I should know. - Max assured her.
- Ok then. - She started handing out the food and the picnic began. After they finished, Liz, Maria and Kyle started tidying up and taking the rubbish bags out. Isabel went to Max, who had turned on the TV and was watching a basketball game which was just starting and soon they were all watching together. Max went to the kitchen for a drink at the break and flashed back into last night when Isabel followed him there.
- Max, could you please check out the area of Michael’s bed for anything negative? I want to sleep there but it kind of creeps me out still. I’m scared to go there. -
- Ok, I’ll check it out for you. -
Max had walked to the bedroom and stood by Michael. He had grabbed his shoulder and Michael had jerked, opening the connection between them. Suddenly, Max found himself back in Antar’s torture chamber, with Michael dying in his arms. He was roughly pulled away and his beheading was announced by Nicholas, as he watched him viciously finish Michael off. Max was about to reach out to close his dead friend’s eyes when he was taken to the tree stump and the axe. He had felt someone tugging insistently at his arm and opened his eyes to see Liz, with a worried look in her eyes.
- Max, you ok? The show has just started, we have been calling you…-
- Sorry, I was just checking him out. -
When Liz reached down to caress Michael’s cheek, Max had frozen, expecting her to go through his previous experience, but nothing had happened. It had probably been just his guilty imagination, and Isabel would be safe if she knew nothing about it. They had returned to the couch and Max gave Isabel a smile and a nod. He shook his head, returning to the present. At least Isabel had overcome her fear of Michael’s bedroom and hadn’t been plagued by nightmares anymore, from her bright and refreshed look this morning.
- What time is it? - Inquired Liz, eager to go into action.
- Hey, it’s Sunday, and your generous Dad gave us the day off, so bug off…- Maria said as she lounged lazily on the couch, no way she was turning to check the clock on the wall.
- Almost 10…- Kyle managed in the middle of a yawn. - Why? -
- I think Michael…- Liz started.
- Oh let him sleep…- Maria interrupted her…- He’s finally out of the damn hospital so no damn nurse is coming to…oh my god!- Maria jumped up remembering what they had to do today. She immediately went into action. - We better do it before he wakes up, of course he will wake up when we do it, but it will be too late and maybe we better use all the hands available, so you guys are welcome to help us but don’t do anything unless it’s absolutely necessary to hold him down so we can…- Maria rambled on.
- Maria, Maria! You’re about to hyperventilate! We got it, ok? C’mon, let’s do it, but calm down! - Isabel was holding her by the arms and shaking her. Maria raised her arms and nodded.
They got everything ready and slid the rolled sleeping bag under the patient’s hips to keep him in the right position. Liz and Isabel knelt on the bed by Michael’s thighs and Max and Kyle by his sides, ready to keep him down on the bed, and Maria proceeded. Michael purred and pushed up when he felt Maria’s hands on his ass, and they all turned to look at her with wicked grins. She turned beet red and whispered : “What?” They shook their heads and waved their hands for her to continue and pay them no attention. She frowned and rolled her eyes returning to her full concentration. Michael moaned and writhed.
- Keep still, it’s just me, Michael. -
- Hey, that’s cold…-
- It’s the “Fleet” thing, just let me finish, ok? -
This time Michael gave a start and Maria was afraid to really hurt him.
- Guys…- She pleaded in a shaky voice and Michael felt 40 fingers digging painfully half on his thighs and butt and the rest over his rib cage and shoulders.
- What the hell…- He protested.
- Keep still…- don’t move…- hang on, man…hold it, Michael…easy, love…-
He heard the five voices all at the same time, and stopped struggling as he identified them separately.
Maria finished up quickly, and threw the empty bottle on the floor. She looked up at her helpers and then at Michael who just looked confused and wincing.
- What have you done to me? - He slurred, breathing hard.
- Mmm, Michael, you’ll need to go to the bathroom…- Max said unsure of how he would take it.
- He’s all yours, guys! - Maria announced and took Isabel and Liz by the arms and fled the room towards the kitchen.
As they hurried away, they heard Michael say: “Oh shit” and what sounded like 3 persons hurrying out of the room and the bathroom door banged shut. Then barely audible, Michael roared: “Dammit Max, get your stuff off the tank!” and the sound of things dropping to the floor, and Max’s protest: “That’s not mine!” before their giggles shut out any other sound from their ears. They sat sipping herbal tea and having a girly chat, when out of the blue, Liz asked:
- What did Michael want off the tank? - Maria and Isabel almost choked on their tea and started laughing their heads off. Liz felt uncomfortably left out again. When the two blondes were able to speak coherently, they explained that Michael was the only person they had seen that sat on the toilet facing the wall, with his arms on the tank and his face on them, the picture of comfort. That’s why he hated to find anything on the tank, and of course the cleaning girl had been the culprit, and Max got blamed. This time it was Liz who was choking with laughter.
- I actually found him asleep like that on our bathroom once, when we were kids. - Isabel remembered. - We teased him silly, because he thought that was normal, and he insisted we were the nuts. We told him to ask around if he didn’t believe us but of course we knew he wouldn’t. Who would? - They went on giggling.
- Aren’t they taking too long? - Maria asked worriedly.
They listened and heard the unmistakable sound of the shower and they were able to relax. Not long after, they heard them coming out of the bathroom and turned to see Michael with a small towel around his hips shaking his wet hair and walking back to the bed. Max and Kyle followed, fully clothed but kind of wet here and there. The girls rushed back to the bedroom and crowded around Michael who had flopped back on the bed. Kyle had a towel in his hands and Maria snatched it away and started towel drying Michael’s hair. Liz and Isabel were rubbing his back and Max and Kyle stared at the scene looking smug.
- What did you do to him? - Maria asked them.
- We gave him a shower. - Answered Kyle, very satisfied.
- We even rinsed him thoroughly. - Added Max.
- Yeah, I can still feel your fricking hands in my ass! - Said Michael smirking, not really angry, just dramatizing, as Kyle and Max started giggling.
- I didn’t hear “on his ass”, I clearly heard “in his ass!” - Maria was beginning to steam, and Kyle and Max couldn’t leave the room fast enough.
- He’s joking…- They shouted back between giggles and went to the kitchen.
- Pair of idiots! - Exclaimed Maria. - Michael, what did they do to you? - Now both Liz and Isabel were also curious.
- Nothing, they just took the damn thing you used, to rinse me inside out. -
- What?! I’m gonna kill them. Wait until I get my hands on them. They’re dog meat! -
- It’s ok, I’m fine. It didn’t hurt…much. C’mon, Maria, it’s just a guys’ thing, let them be. -
- Ok, ok, but let me take care of you, alright? There’s still the other thing…- She took the glove from the bag and the foil strip.
- Hell, ok, get it over with. - He said, bracing himself.
Maria went to him and bent down to whisper to him as she looked in Liz’s direction. Michael was looking at her and then he turned to Liz with wide open eyes. Liz looked down feeling her cheeks turning pink but then she peeked back and saw Michael was smirking and nodding. Maria beckoned to her and Liz approached the bed. Maria placed a detached foiled blister and a rubber glove in her hand and Liz went to kneel between the healing boy’s thighs. He spread them for her and she behaved very professional. Maria had Michael’s face on her lap and she played with his hair while Liz took care of the medication. Michael felt a perverse pleasure feeling Liz’s finger in his body, and turned to the door, after he heard a shocked gasp, to find Max and Kyle standing there, watching Liz play nurse.
- Can I take his temperature? - Asked Kyle innocently, and Maria tossed an empty soda can from the night table with amazing aim, making them duck to save their heads.
- It’s my turn, I’ll do that. - Said Isabel, as she took Liz’s place to carry on the next step of the instructions Stuart had given them.
- Why don’t you take it in his mouth? - Max wondered.
- Because it will be more exact in the damaged area, which happens to be here. - Isabel pointed it out to them, with a grin.
Maria handed her the thermometer and the Vaseline and Isabel was the professional now.
- Can we come in? - Kyle sounded meek and defeated.
- Alright, but no giggling or sick jokes, that clear? -
- Sure Maria, promise we’ll behave. -
- Well, it’s about time. - Maria accepted.
Max and Kyle sat on the bed, beside Isabel, watching her every movement.
- What are you looking at? - Asked Isabel, ready for criticism.
- Nothing! Just do your thing, don’t mind us. - Max protested.
- Shut up then! You’re making me nervous, I could hurt him. -
Max and Kyle jokingly placed their hands over their mouths and Isabel frowned at them and scoffed. Liz sat rubbing Michael’s back and staring Max down each time he dared look at her.
Five minutes later, according to Isabel’s watch, she confirmed Michael’s temperature was 99.3, which was a little high for a human, but Stuart had assured them that it was the normal one for Michael. Isabel put everything away and as she tossed the used glove they had shared into a rubbish bag, Kyle couldn’t resist the temptation.
- Can I have the glove? -
Neither Kyle nor Max could have anticipated the explosion that followed. Isabel and Maria, they knew were capable, but Liz? They were outside the closed door in record time and didn’t even know exactly how they got there.
- And don’t you try to open the door with your powers, Max, because I don’t know what…- The TV was turned on and the rest of Isabel’s outburst was lost to their ears.
- They must be having their PMS or maybe the real thing! - Kyle decided.
- Don’t even dare mention it to them or we’re out of the apartment altogether! You just went too far, Kyle, and I’m going to pay for it, so just quit it, ok? -
- Sure, man, sorry. But wasn’t the look on their faces worth it? -
Max had to admit it was.

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Chapter 48

The three girls turned to Michael and gave him the most relaxing massage he could possibly hope for: 6 hands covering every inch of his back, from shoulders to legs, switching places constantly, until in spite of having slept for several hours, he was falling asleep again. He could hardly believe the amount of energy he had spent dealing with the events of the relatively short period of time he had been awake, which would have been nothing under normal circumstances. But his body was still healing from a brutal attack that would have been too trying both physically and psychologically for anyone else, aliens included. He had to thank the tortures he had endured during his young life, because they had made it possible for him to cope with what had lately happened to him. He started drifting off, intrigued by the attention he was getting from everyone, due to his suffering, thinking it was worth being hurt if it would rally them close to him. He felt as if he had a family, a weird one, but a family none the less. His eyes closed and his body relaxed. The girls shared a compassionate look for the sleeping boy, and they left the room. They were surprised to see the TV on but no audience. It was 12:30 and they were beginning to get hungry…that was it! The idiots had gone to feed their faces and tough luck to them! Typically! Then they heard Max’s car arriving and they were ready to give them hell, when the door opened and in come the guys with three huge pizzas! The smell was wonderful and they broke into smiles, everything forgotten.
- Close Michael’s door! He might wake up with the smell and he can’t have this! - Maria ordered anyone who was willing to please her.
- Must I repeat myself? If he’s asleep, nothing will wake him up, except…- He changed his mind and left it hanging.
- Except what, Max? - Liz demanded.
- Nothing. Bad choice of words. I don’t want to be banished from the premises. - Max answered attacking his pizza.
Hunger beat curiosity and they pounced on the food. When it was almost gone, they froze hearing Michael moan mutter in his sleep. They gather what’s left and bound out of the apartment, Isabel being the last one, waved her hand clearing the place of any scent that might indicate food, and left the door open just in case. They crowded into Max’s car wolfing down what was left of their lunch. The radio was blaring rock and roll rather loudly, and they didn’t hear the taxi that stopped behind them until its door slammed loudly and it took off beside them. That got their attention and they turned to catch a glimpse of a blonde girl disappearing into Michael’s apartment. They exchanged worried looks and it was Kyle, in a shaky voice, who confirmed their fears.
- Tess? - His eyes looked ready to pop out of his head.
- That’s impossible! She’s dead! - Max said just as shakily.
- They scrambled out of the car and ran into the apartment, to find the girl crouching by Michael and holding his hand to her mouth. They crept quietly towards her and Kyle, trembling with expectation, tapped her arm. She gasped and jumped to her feet, facing them. The girls sighed with relief and cried:
- Laurie! - They rushed at her and were joined in a multiple hug.
Kyle looked on as the name finally rang a bell, while Max pulled the sheet up to Michael’s waist, to cover his nakedness. The girl was his sister! Michael pushed it down halfway down his hip, still
- Oh my god! Where did you come from? - She smiled taking their hands in hers.
- We were outside in the car having pizza! What a surprise! What are you doing here?- Isabel was beaming with joy.
- Is he alright? I’ve been having these horrid nightmares of him in a hospital, in a lot of pain. I kept calling here for about 3 days but got no answer so I decided to come and make sure he wasn’t hurt. - She sounded very distressed.
- Sorry, I forgot to introduce you. Kyle, this is Laurie, Michael’s sister, remember? Laurie, Kyle is Sheriff Valenti’s son. -
They greeted each other warmly, finally meeting.
- Come here. - Maria led Laurie out of the room to the couch and sat down with her as the others joined them. - I’ll brief you but it will be very nasty. Sorry…- and she told her all they had been through, everyone contributing with some extra detail until it was all out in the open. Laurie’s tears were running and Isabel got her a box of Kleenex, which was almost empty by the time it was over.
- Would you like some tea? - Liz offered, thinking she really needed to calm down.
- Yes, thank you. I haven’t been eating much these last few days because I was so worried. Can I go back to him? - Laurie asked shyly.
- Sure, c’mon. - Maria took her hand and they all returned to Michael’s side. Laurie sat on the bed and tousled Michael’s hair and held his hand in both of hers. She looked at him concerned.
- He’s had such a rough time! I should’ve been here with him! -
- You’re right, we should have called you, I’m so sorry! - Maria felt very guilty and sad.
- Don’t be, you were all too worried about him, I’m glad he had you to take care of him. He’s such a sweet guy, I’m so glad he’s my brother. I was very close to my grandfather, so I can also understand Michael as I did him. He’s got his DNA same as I, so we are similar in many ways. I wish I could have prevented this from happening to him! He doesn’t deserve all that pain! -
- You can’t imagine what those 3 days in the hospital were like! He was desperate to get out! - She paused and closed her eyes - How silly of me! As if you didn’t know! - Maria apologized.
- So he’s alright now? Are you sure? - Laurie asked.
- Oh yes, the doctor said he needed to sleep all he wanted because that was the best way to heal completely. You see, at the hospital he was getting like 2 shots every six hours plus a lot of nasty stuff that of course, woke him up, so he is now catching up and getting all the rest he needs, so we just let him sleep. - Maria explained.
- I was kept drugged all the time there. I got so many pills I lost count, and you had to swallow them because the nurses would stick their fingers into your mouth and poke all around to make sure you had. If they caught anyone with a hidden pill, they would show them a syringe they kept in their pocket, and say next time they tried it, it would be the needle, no exceptions, so everyone obeyed. - She shuddered, remembering.
- So what have you been doing? - Liz asked, curious about her new life, now that she was rid of her ambitious relatives.
- Oh well, I’m back in school, still getting used to being back in my house, by myself, it’s great, really. And you guys? -
- Isabel got married, to a lawyer who works with her father, Sheriff Valenti lost his job after he returned to Roswell, because of his involvement with us, which make us feel very bad about it, but agent Duff just visited us to say he might get it back soon. I broke up with Michael and went to N.Y. with the promise of a career in singing which was a total disappointment, and now I realize I can’t leave him again. Liz and Max went through something similar, our friend Alex died in what was staged as an accidental crash, but it was alien related, later on that one, ok? We still miss him a lot. Maybe that’s one of the reasons for Isabel’s hasty marriage, Michael got a job as a security guard at a chemical lab where all sorts of weird things happened and then blew up, well, life goes on…- Maria had just about covered everything. Michael stirred and she leant over and kissed his cheek. He turned and made their lips meet in a hungry kiss. Maria gently pulled away, self conscious of their audience.
- Michael, wake up, you ok? -
- I’m hungry, you taste like pizza…- He slurred, stretching lazily.
- First look who’s here! - Maria felt guilty about her taste.
- Oh no, not Susan again! - Maria reacted at his use of her name but managed to control herself because of the fact that he winced when he mentioned her, indicating he related her to the pain he had suffered in her hands.
- Michael, you’re home, and you have a surprise visit! - Maria announced, as Laurie bent to kiss his cheek.
- Hey big baby brother! -
It had been established during their visit that Laurie was 9 months older than Michael, though much smaller in size. Michael’s eyes opened wide to see Laurie smiling down at him.
- Laurie! Hey! - He rolled over on his side and reached out to pull her down beside him, holding her close to him. He kissed her forehead and then stared at her. - How? What? - He was obviously just waking completely up, not sure if it was a dream or if she was really there.
- You didn’t call me last Wednesday and you didn’t answer my calls the next days so I decided to check on you. I’ve missed you! - She laughed, glad to see he seemed fine.
- Me too, I think of you all the time…- Michael smirked fondly.
- Maria told me how you wanted me to come to live with you. That was so sweet! - She looked into his eyes, moved.
- I wouldn’t expect you would leave your palace for this dump, huh? - He smiled at her, understanding.
- Michael, it’s you I care about, not the place! - She giggled as he hugged her tight.
- I know, but it wouldn’t be fair to you. - He admitted.
- Well, it’s not to you either. It’s really our house. It’s yours, too.-
- No, Laurie, it’s yours, you deserve it. - Michael’s eyes were full of love for her.
- I’d love to share it with you - She assured him.
- Thanks, but the word home is so strange to me…- That brought tears to everyone’s eyes.
- It shouldn’t. Not anymore…- She turned to include all of them. -I want to invite you all over for the spring break. It would be great for all of you, you need to relax after what you’ve been through. - She said, her enthusiasm quite contagious.
- Hey, that’s cool, great idea! Liz, don’t you think so? Her place is gorgeous! A real palace! Accepted, on behalf of everyone present! -
- I promise I’ll try, but I honestly don’t think I can make it. - Said Isabel, looking sad.
- Oh, how thoughtless of me! I had forgotten about Grant! I’m so sorry! - Maria really meant it.
- It’s alright, I’ve got over that, really, remember I’m married to Jesse now. - She still sounded sad and Maria hugged her.
- Please try…- She whispered in Isabel’s ear.
- You’re right, you know? We all need it, it would be great. I’ll try my best, it might work. - She promised, with a smile, as she turned to see Michael so comfortable with Laurie, totally relaxed and enjoying her company. She knew how much she meant to him, and was very happy for them, because they both deserved it.

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Chapter 49

A knock and Stuart’s voice, sent Isabel running to the door.
- Anybody home? Open up, this is hot! - He yelled.
As he stepped into the apartment, they could see he was carrying several steaming bags of Chinese food.
- Stuart! Hey, what’s all this? - Isabel exclaimed, pleasantly surprised.
- Well, last night was a bitch! I was bored to death, phones went crazy, we got incoming calls but nothing went out. I forgot my cell phone at home, so I couldn’t call you, I ended up reading for hours until I passed out at around 2 am and woke up at 8:30! I raced home, took a shower and Brody called to remind me I was helping him shop for some stuff. We ended having a meager lunch in the store’s cafeteria, and by the time I dropped him home, I was starving. I don’t know about you kids, but you probably had lunch at a decent time, so I’m sure you’re up to some Chinese, which I chose so Michael can eat too. - He exaggeratedly took a deep breath after his almost Maria-like delivery.
- You’re incredible! - Isabel hugged him and kissed his cheek.
They started taking everything out of the bags and the appetizing smell brought everyone drooling towards the source. Michael came out of the bedroom with his arms around Laurie’s and Maria’s shoulders and their arms around his waist. He was wearing sweat shorts and socks. He gently disentangled himself from the two girls and padded over to Stuart wrapping his arms around him in a bear hug.
- Hey man, thanks, I owe you my life. - He whispered into Stuart’s ear.
He patted Michael’s back and then, when the boy let him go, he held him at arm’s length and looked at him fondly.
- Glad to see you’re back together, kid. - He squeezed Michael’s arms. - How are you feeling? - Stuart asked him in doctor mode.
- Almost normal, now, though all these nuts have taken into themselves to become my own private nurses. They’re enjoying it too much, though, I’m in their hands, what can I say! - He shrugged, coming to terms with his current fate.
Stuart chuckled, guessing exactly what Michael meant.
- You’re tough, kid, you’ll survive them. -
- Yeah, I’m afraid I will…- Michael answered him, feeling secretly grateful for all the attention he was receiving, no matter how unpleasant, he truly appreciated all of it.
- I need to examine you, ok? - He told Michael, then turned to the rest. - It won’t take long, but it’s necessary. Go ahead, but save some for us. - He pushed Michael back into the bedroom and closed the door.
- Well, here we go! - Said Kyle reaching for the food. His hand was swatted away and he turned to face Maria’s angry face.
- He said it wouldn’t take long, so we wait. - She sat on the couch with Liz, Laurie and Isabel who made room for her, and crossed her arms over her chest defiantly.
- He also said we…- Kyle wasn’t able to finish.
- I said we wait! - Kyle went to sit on the arm of the couch, looking as defeated as Max who had sat on the other arm.

Michael lay down on the bed and surrendered to whatever Stuart was going to do to him. He felt his hands on the elastic waist of his sweat shorts.
- These will have to come off…-
- Oh, yeah, sorry…- He started pushing up to pull them off but Stuart did it for him. Michael raised first one knee and then the other so his doctor could slide the shorts completely off him. Then he lay still. Stuart did as thorough a check up as he could, since he had no instruments, only a rubber glove from the bag.
- You seem to be healing fine. Well, the damage is actually healed and the tissue is still regenerating into normalcy, but you’re almost there. Let’s check your temperature. -
While they waited, they had a friendly doctor-patient chat, as Stuart sat on the bed by Michael’s hip, so he could make eye contact with the boy.
- You can start doing some exercise, you know, contrary to some of my colleagues’ opinions, I think it will help you heal sooner due to the faster circulation of the blood, than when you’re relaxing. Had any problems, so far? -
- Uh, no, I’m still sore, but it’s not like I’m going to pass out, you know…-
- Right, then walk around, and start going back to your normal activities. Maria can help there…- He winked at him.
- You mean I can…is it ok? I mean…- Michael sounded quite eager.
- If you feel up to it…- Stuart shrugged, - just don’t push yourself if you don’t feel ready. - He explained.
- No, I want to…I really do…but you know Maria…-
- Oh, I’m sure she’ll understand…I can throw her a hint, if you want. -
- Yeah, appreciate that. - Michael was relieved. With Stuart’s permission, she wouldn’t deny it to him.
- Ok, let’s see…uh…99.3. Well, I guess that’s normal to you, as I’ve been insisting. You must be rather hot blooded, right? - He chuckled. He patted Michael’s thigh, and helped him up. Michael stepped into the shorts on the floor and bent over to pull them up. Stuart watched him amused. “Alien kid,” he thought. He had never seen anyone do it that way before. He put his arm around Michael’s shoulder and opened the door. They were surprised to find them all on the couch and the food still untouched. Isabel went to meet them.
- I guess we’ll need a microwave. - Stuart observed.
- I’ve got one…- Isabel said with a flirty smile, and passed her hand over the food so it was immediately steaming again. Stuart shook his head and smiled. As they all got up and started helping themselves, Isabel surreptitiously leant towards Stuart’s ear.
- How is he? - She whispered.
- He’s doing fine, but I guess you already knew that. You were there, right? - He had felt a strong presence with them but didn’t know if Michael was aware, because they were talking some intimate things and he wasn’t inhibited at all.
- We all were. -
- His sister too? - He asked trying not to sound shocked.
- She insisted, I couldn’t refuse her. She’s older than him, so…by the way, Maria just loves you…- She giggled quite flirty again. She went to get some chow and Maria got in his line of vision. He watched her mouth: “Thank you” to him and wink. Stuart winked back and thought that it was starting to get a little weird, but he liked the way they just took him in stride and didn’t hide anything from him. He felt at home with them.
- Hey Stuart, this is my sister Laurie. - Michael introduced her to Stuart, who hugged her and kissed her cheek. Michael stared at Isabel, who understood immediately his look.
- It’s ok, Michael, you can eat this, right? - She turned smiling towards Stuart.
- Of course, that’s why I chose it. - Stuart confirmed.
- Thanks, dude, I’m starving! - He was just like any kid right now, as far as Stuart was concerned.
Michael decided to leave the couch to his guests and went to the sleeping bag on the floor. Maria sat on it first, and Michael lay down with his head on her lap, as she fed him like a Roman.
Soon all the food disappeared and they were sitting just looking happy and full.
- There wouldn’t be anything sweet…-
- KYLE! - Maria scolded him.
- C’mon Maria, I was thinking the same thing…- Michael hinted and went “oowww!” as Maria expertly reached over and pinched his butt. Then she rubbed him down.
- Yes there is. I brought ice cream, strawberry, the real natural kind. Is that ok for Michael too, Stuart? - Isabel saved the day.
- Sure, no problem. - He agreed.
Once the ice cream was gone, Stuart checked his watch and got up.
- Well, my shift starts in less than an hour and I need to check some charts before it does, so I have to leave, regretfully…- He hung his head dramatically, and gestured with his hands.
- You need to take a walk to help digestion, trust me, or you will end up bloated like beached whales. - He chuckled at them, and walked to the door. After a chorus of “Thanks” and “Goodbyes”, he was joined by Isabel, who walked him to his car. She kissed him through the window, a real kiss this time, on the lips, still too quick, just in case, but satisfying. They stared at each other, in a quiet communication.
- Keep in touch? - Isabel asked.
- Sure will. - He assured her, and drove off after she stepped away from the car.

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Chapter 50

Isabel flopped back on the couch and looked ready to burst.
- I hate to admit it but Stuart is right, let’s walk. So c’mon. -
- I have to be at the airport in about two hours, - Laurie said, checking her watch. - Two hours and twenty minutes. -
- Don’t worry, I’ll drive you over. - Max offered.
- Okay, then, let’s go. Michael needs it according to his doctor.-
They started getting up but Liz stalled.
- I don’t think I can move! - She complained.
- C’mon! It was mostly veggies with some chicken and a few noodles. Here…- Max reached down and grabbed her hand and Kyle grabbed the other. They heaved her to her feet. Michael picked a struggling Maria up like a feather and set her on her feet too. Once outside, Liz and Max took the lead holding hands and Laurie and Maria hooked one of Michael’s arms each. Kyle and Isabel started walking behind but Laurie turned to Kyle.
- How’s your father? - She asked and Kyle rushed and caught up with them. Maria’s hand immediately searched blindly behind her for Isabel’s and the alien girl gratefully took it and bounded up to her.
- He spends his afternoons at home, he’s quite bored, but we hope he’ll be able to snap out of it soon, if things work out like Agent Duff said they would. - Kyle briefed her.
- Do you live far? -
- Nah, about 10 blocks at the most, why?-
- Hey, instead of walking aimless or around a park, why don’t we go over to Kyle so I can see his father? - Laurie inquired.
- Well, maybe he might not be there…- Kyle blurted out.
- But you just said he was home…- Laurie gave him a funny look.
- Yeah, but he might be busy or maybe…- Kyle interrupted her.
- Ok, Kyle, out! What’s going on with your father? - Maria ordered.
- He’ll throw a fit if I tell you…-
- He’ll throw a fit over your dead body if you don’t! -
- He’s hooked on soap operas and talk shows. - Kyle said, blushing.
- Oh shit! He really needs his job back! - Michael said, outraged.
- C’mon, I want to say hello to him…- Laurie whined.
- Let’s go, a visit will do him good. - Michael decided and started walking faster.
As they were almost there, Maria asked Michael for the third time if he was alright.
- Maria, I’m 18, not 80. I’ve been out of action for what? 4 days? I’m fine! Don’t worry! - Maria turned and kissed his shoulder, her way of saying she was sorry. Michael kissed her hair, his way of saying it was ok. He led on at a fast pace.
By the time they arrived, everyone was winded, even super jock Kyle, except Michael.
- You see? I’m in better shape than any of you. - He chuckled.
- Oh sure, they’ve been pumping you with plasma, which is supposed to keep you perfectly fed, plus decontaminating you completely, that’s why! - Kyle grumbled.
Michael ignored him and opened the door with his powers. Of course, his typical finesse sent the door crashing against the wall, almost jumping off its hinges. Jim Valenti, who was totally focused on the tube, jumped up and turned towards them with eyes and mouth opened wide, looking frankly scared.
- Sorry…- Muttered Michael, who had not meant to frighten him.
Jim smiled from ear to ear and reached Michael in two strides with open arms.
-Michael! - He hugged the tall alien boy tight against him for almost a minute. Then he stepped back still holding his arms and stared at him, smiling.
- Hey, kid, you’re looking great! I’m so glad you came over! -
- Laurie insisted. - He smirked as she shyly walked up to Jim. He grabbed both her hands in his and kissed her forehead.
- Now, that’s a surprise, what brings you back to Roswell? -
- Little bro here, didn’t answer my calls so I got worried and decided to find out what was going on. I just found out. -
Everyone was amused by her pet name for Michael.
- Guess big sis really cares for me. - Michael retaliated and they were all laughing.
- How long are you staying? - Jim asked.
- Well, actually a little over an hour, - She answered, checking her watch. - I must be back at school tomorrow. I’m almost catching up, and I don’t want to fall back, with all that time I lost, you know…-
- Oh, that’s a shame, Kyle, go get us all something to drink! -
Kyle disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a tray full of soda cans. Isabel captured the only mineral water, which Kyle had probably brought for her, and tossed it to Michael.
- This should be safe for you. - She told him. Michael thanked her and drank it thirstily.
- Well, sit down at least while you quench your thirst! - Jim joked.
They made themselves at home sprawling all over the place.
Michael stayed up, rather unsure, until Maria called him.
- C’mere, spaceboy! - She beckoned as she sat in an easy chair. Michael lay over her lap, his feet and hands touching the floor and Maria’s hands on his butt as if it were the most normal thing.
- How are things at your place? You’re not all alone, are you? - asked Jim
- Well, I have Ruben and his wife Anita and their daughter Sylvia who is 22. They have their own nice cottage, but Sylvia has left her room there and stays in the house with me to keep me company. Carmen was Anita’s mother, and we’re still dealing with that, you know? They do everything to keep the place going, Grandpa taught Ruben all he knows and they’re very grateful, and real nice people. -
- Yeah, I remember Carmen was quite freaked out when she saw me…oowww! - Michael went as Maria whacked his ass considering tactless what he had just said. Then apologized for overreacting by rubbing him where she had hit him, making him purr and everyone laugh at them.
- Sorry, but we better leave if I’m going to catch my plane without rush. I’ve invited everyone to stay with me during the spring break, and of course, you’re included. - Laurie told Jim.
- Thank you, honey, but I’m trying to get my job back and I have to be here just in case I get called to the station. - Jim said sadly.
- It’s ok, I wish you the best and hope you’re back there soon. -
They got ready to leave and Jim held Michael back as they left the house. He seemed to be itching to say something but it didn’t come out. Michael sensed what was going on in Jim’s head and helped him out.
- Thanks for coming to my rescue. - That did it, and Jim’s fluency came back.
- You saved me from Pierce, so we’re even. - He told the boy.
- No, you’ve rescued me twice, at Laurie’s and from Nicholas. -
- I was always late, I couldn’t prevent you from getting hurt both times. - Jim said, full of regret.
- You couldn’t help it, and Nicholas was killing me when you saved me. - Michael knew this was true.
- You guys have been going through a lot lately. - He said, shaking his head with concern.
- Yeah, I should’ve protected Isabel at the Meta-Chem thing…-
- Michael, you pushed her behind you, but she stepped out, it wasn’t your fault…-
- No, that’s what I should’ve done, but I didn’t. I have nightmares in which I do it, but the bullet goes clean through me and still hits her. -
- Michael, I was there, I know what I saw, ask Isabel, she’ll tell you the same cause it’s the truth. You were in shock, that’s why you don’t remember. -
- Isabel says so too, but I…she kept asking for Max and I knew he wouldn’t be there for her…-
- He wasn’t there for you either when Grant shot you or when Nicholas almost killed you. - Jim observed.
- I know, but it was Isabel, and it had hurt me so bad when I was shot, I didn’t want her to go through that…-
- I didn’t. - They turned to see Isabel had come back in to see what was keeping Michael. - I was completely numb, from shock I guess, cause I felt like I was floating, and it scared me to think I might be dying, I didn’t even remember you had said Max was dust, that’s why I kept calling him. I remember a strange man and then Michael’s voice bringing me back. Whatever I was getting in the IV, kept me numb still, until Max came and it was alright again. It was my fault, I was stupid to step out from behind you, Michael. -
- It didn’t hurt, when Max healed you? - Michael asked, doubtful.
- No, all I remember is Max hovering over me, asking me to look at him, and I started getting all these flashes from my life, and then I was fine. - Isabel assured him, and turned to Jim.
- The same thing happened to me, and Kyle said the same. - Jim agreed with her.
- Liz said the same thing too, why does it hurt you, Michael? -
- I don’t know, maybe because I can’t make eye contact with him? I’ve always been hurt from behind, except for the black eye, but that was nothing. - Michael wondered.
- Could be. We better go. Bye Jim. - She kissed his cheek.
Jim hugged Michael again, and Michael experienced these feelings of guilt, coming from Jim, and he wanted them to go away but he didn’t know how to do that. He remembered that chat they had had, when Michael had been jailed because of the Whitaker woman, and Michael had told him how he felt about fearing that he might not be strong enough to protect his friends. Jim had looked at him with sadness and helplessness in his eyes, and Michael knew he really cared. When Jim let go of him, he ruffled his hair, with a father-like smile. Michael was touched, because he had made him feel as if he had the caring father he had always wanted, he had felt it too when he welcomed him when they arrived, and it touched him to the quick. Jim felt the boy’s reaction too, and the guilt that had plagued him for years, returned. He had been offered Michael for adoption several times, each time he came back from an unsuccessful home, to have Kyle for a brother, and keep him company, but Jim had always refused, thinking he had enough, raising one kid alone. After he found out the abuse the boy had suffered, he felt so bad, he should have taken him in, at least he wouldn’t have gone to such torture for 10 unending years. His eyes began to fill with tears, and noticed Michael eyes softening as he looked back at him. He blinked and smiled.
- Get out of here, your friends are waiting. And take care, ok? -
- Thanks. - Michael smirked back, and went to Isabel, who was waiting by the door, thanking Jim with her eyes.
They were almost half a block away and Michael let out a shrill whistle that made them turn, and Isabel gestured for them to wait. The walk back was brisk and quiet, Michael again in the lead, Maria beside him, half running to keep up, and the rest behind them.
- Hey, what’s the rush? - Maria asked, out of breath.
Michael stopped letting her get a step ahead of him, and scooped her in his arms, kissing her with such passion, that Maria went for it, not caring that they were in the middle of the street. Michael flashed her all the feelings he had got from Jim, and Maria’s heart went out for him, tears falling from her eyes. A sob escaped her lips and Michael pulled back.
- Maria! What did I…- but Maria cut him short.
- Come here. - She reached behind him and tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him into a kiss just as deep as his had been. Not knowing why, she flashed him that night they were together for the first time, when he thought he was leaving, and Michael had to let go of her and ease her to her feet, because he was feeling so hot, that if he didn’t, he would end up pushing her down and having her right then and there. Maria sensed his feelings and nodded, their eyes telling each other they needed to get home fast.
Their friends either shook their heads or rolled their eyes, amused and glad for them, and kept on walking. They just smiled at them, when they caught up and soon they were all at Michael’s door. Laurie hugged him tight as he kissed her hair, and then she stood on tiptoes to kiss his cheek, then she grabbed both his hands and squeezed them.
- Go get some rest, baby bro, and you, - to Maria, smiling knowingly - take good care of him. -
- I sure will. - She gave her a wicked grin, and Laurie giggled.
Max and Kyle opened their mouths but were whacked up the head effectively by Liz and Isabel, before a sound could leave their mouths. Both Laurie and Maria giggled and waved at each other as Laurie climbed into Max’s car, with Kyle and Isabel at the back. The car had barely started, when Maria pushed Michael into the apartment and closed the door. She kept pushing him all the way to the bedroom and then Michael took over, easing her back on his bed and lying over her with another searing kiss.
- Michael, are you sure you can…it won’t hurt you? -
- You can’t imagine how much it hurts me needing you, and anyway, nothing can hurt me so much, you heard Stuart, I need exercise. - He winked at her and started kissing her before she could protest.

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Chapter 51

They arrived at Michael’s apartment after leaving Laurie at the airport, and Isabel took the lead opening the door. She just stood there, blocking the way, and looking around apprehensively. The sounds that reached her ears made her look towards the bedroom. She could see through the open door a stark naked Michael lying over Maria, whose legs were spread to accommodate him and her nails were digging into his butt. Isabel turned with a finger on her lips and waved them back to the car. She closed the door quietly and went to them.
- Everything alright? - Asked Liz not quite sure of what was going on.
- Oh yeah, for them. They need some time alone, so we’re giving them some space, ok? Let’s go. -
- Where are we going? - Max asked.
- Anywhere, the Crashdown? - Isabel suggested.
- NO! Please, I’ll lose my day off, I assure you! - Liz was adamant.
- Ok, movie it is. - Isabel decided. - A couple of hours should be enough…I think…-
- What if they’re still at it when we come back? - Whined Kyle.
- Then we’ll turn the garden hose on them. - Max said in mock seriousness, finding it hard not to laugh. Kyle did laugh and earned them both a whack up the head from the girls.
They ended up in a nearby theatre, having to choose between a teary girly flick and a Japanese kick boxing one. Max, surprised Kyle by teaming with the girls on the previous one, even though they were told it had already started a couple of minutes ago.
- They’re all the same: they start ok, then it turns bad, and they end up well, so we haven’t missed much. - Isabel delivered and Liz nodded, confirming the alien girl’s theory. As they headed into the theatre, Isabel held back Kyle’s arm and said loudly:
- Let’s get some popcorn and sodas. - She winked at Kyle and whispered, - Get the stuff and join me at the door. - Kyle complied, thinking she knew what she was doing and had a good reason for it. When he met her to go in, she shushed him and beckoned him to follow her. They went all around the seats and tiptoed to the back, sitting two rows behind Max and Liz, and sliding down on their seats so they wouldn’t be seen by the other couple. The place was almost empty and they had sat at the back in a corner, far enough from anyone else, to be able to talk without being heard. Isabel suspected Max was going for some serious talking with Liz when he agreed to this flick, which none of them really wanted to see, and she wanted to know what was going on. She didn’t like to eavesdrop, but she needed to know, and neither Max nor Liz would share why she was keeping Max on hold, lately. She really wanted to be able to help them.
- Are we ok? -
- What do you mean, Max? -
- Well, you seem kind of distant lately, I understand you had a very freaky experience at the ambulance, but I guess you’re over it by now, and I’m talking about ourselves. You’re behaving a little…you know…-
- Max, I’m very sorry about your son, and what you’ve gone through recently, but you must understand, that I can’t help feeling again “Tess issues” because of it. I need to sort it out, ok? -
- But I thought this was…-
- Over? I told you I would be here for you and I am. I’ve kind of forgiven you, but as for forgetting…I honestly don’t know if I’ll ever be able to do that. -
- What do you mean “kind of forgiven”? Liz, you said…-
- Remember when you thought I had slept with Kyle? How did you react? Did you forgive me? Not at all, and only when it came out it was just an act demanded by your future self to save your lives. Tell me, how would you feel if it had been true, and not only that: if I had got pregnant and had a child. Would you have been able to forgive me? No, don’t say “of course”, cause I know it’s not true. You were absolutely mean to me, not only then, but when Alex died, not even bothering to check if I was right, which I was, and you were so unfair. Now you expect me to forgive you just that easily for what you did to me, and to forget it all as if it had never happened. It’s not that easy, Max! -
- Liz, you know what Tess could do…-
- Of course I know it, I know what you all can do and your individual powers, and bewitching people is not one of them. When Tess mindwarped, you couldn’t remember, at least for some months or so, yet after you did it with Tess, you were immediately bragging about it with Michael, which makes it very clear you were not mindwarped at all! -
- I wasn’t bragging, and I wasn’t expecting Michael to go gossiping to Maria right away! -
- He wasn’t gossiping! He knew I would find out eventually, as when Tess’ belly started bloating which you said would be sooner than normal, and he wanted Maria to break it to me gently, because he cared about me! -
- Whoa! Am I missing something here? -
- You are so self centred that you are missing a lot! -
- Is something going on between you and Michael? Because lately you two seem to…-
- I love Michael! I love him very much, but he’s Maria’s and she’s my best friend, and there is nothing I wouldn’t do to make them happy and keep them together. Michael is an incredibly good friend, and much more discreet that anyone I know. The fact that he hasn’t had your good luck to have a family who loves him and educates him, making him have difficulties to express himself, doesn’t mean he doesn’t have feelings. And if you’re so dumb not to have noticed it, his “Stonewall” behaviour is his defense against getting hurt by those who pretend to be his friends and those who don’t give a damn about him. -
Max stared at her open mouthed. He just didn’t know what to say, so she continued.
- By the way, most of the initial problems in their relationship were thanks to your decision if it wasn’t right for them to be together or not, always having to meddle with his life as if you owned him. I never told you before, but I saw it in the flashes I got from you. I didn’t give you away because of my stupid loyalty to you for saving my life, now I know it would have helped them so much to know what was going on, and why, so I’m as guilty as you for keeping it to myself. And that time you “helped” him with the shampoo for Maria, you could at least have suggested a brand that wasn’t generics, or did you have fun with that? -
- Liz! I…I…I never…- He stuttered sounding suspiciously guilty of being caught.
- You’ve always treated him like your slave. I’m glad to know he’s way over your head, and that it should be the other way round. But look at him, he’s proved to be so noble, that he’s still the same, assuring you he would never betray you. How does it feel, huh? -
Max hung his head and just looked down at his hands.
- It will come as a surprise, but I keep my promises, and I’m still here for you, in spite of everything. I just need some space and time, ok? If you can’t give it to me, then let me know, so I can move on. -
-No, Liz, please, anything you need. I don’t want to lose you. Take your time, just be with me, ok? - He was pleading.
- We’ll see what the future brings, alright? - She nodded, glad she had let it all out of her chest. She had wanted to do it for so long, and finally she had had the chance and she took it.
Kyle and Isabel stared at each other just like Max had done with Liz, open mouthed and absolutely surprised at Liz for putting Max in his place like no one else had ever done. “Good for her”, they whispered to each other and almost giggled. The rest of the film went on in absolute silence, obviously Max was digesting at his own snail-speed all that Liz had clarified to him. When Kyle and Isabel suspected the flick was coming to an end, they tiptoed away around the theatre and sat as far away from Liz and Max as possible, as if they had no idea where they had been sitting.
When they arrived at Michael’s apartment again, Isabel checked how things were going and gave them clearance, waving them in. They found Maria wrapped in a terry cloth robe, sitting on the bed, towel drying Michael’s hair. He had a small towel that barely covered him, low riding around his waist and was kneeling on the floor in front of her.
- Hi there! We went to a movie to give you guys some time alone, sorry we didn’t call, but we suspected you didn’t need any interruptions. - Isabel told them as she joined them. They both thanked her gratefully, knowing she always understood and was there to help. Liz disappeared into the bathroom and Kyle and Max turned on the sports channel. Maria finger-combed Michael’s hair and got up so he could crawl onto the bed. Isabel mouthed to Maria “how was it” and she got back both thumbs up and a wicked grin. She tugged at the towel around Michael and he pushed up just enough to help her pull it away.
- Ok, I’ve got to take care of you. - Michael moaned at her words.
- I’ll leave you guys alone…- Isabel said turning to leave.
- Oh it’s ok, right Michael? -
- Sure, stay Iz. - He slurred, as he was getting sleepy.
- Just close the door so that the Fantastic Twins don’t start with their stupid teasing, ok? -
- Sure. - Isabel went to close the door, and Liz slid in before she did.
- Hey! How’re you doing? - She said before she realized what was about to happen. - Oops, sorry, I’m out…-
- C’mere, Liz, we’re closing the door on them, not on you. - Maria assured her.
Isabel and Liz went to crouch on the floor on either side of the bed, holding Michael’s hands and playing with his drying hair. When Maria finished, she straddled his thighs and massaged his back until she felt him relaxing. When his hands went limp in Liz’s and Isabel’s, they knew he was fast asleep. Maria and Liz started to leave.
- May I stay with him a while? - Isabel asked Maria.
- You don’t need to ask, Iz, give him nice dreams. - Maria smiled at her, and hooked Liz’s arm with hers as they went out.
They pushed the easy chair as far away as possible from the guys and their cheering, and hooting and squeezed into it.
- What did you see? - Maria asked.
- Oh, a cheesy stupid film just to pass the time. -
- That was real nice, thanks a lot, really…-
- It was Isabel’s idea. - Liz went unusually quiet and Maria knew her well enough to know she was trying to tell her something and didn’t know where to start.
- Ok, from the beginning! - She encouraged her, so Liz started spilling it all.
- Well, it was about time you told him! I’m sorry, but he deserved it. We all have been having our problems with our guys, me and Michael, Isabel with Grant and then Alex and Jesse to top it all…-
- Yes, but mine takes the cake, and not because it’s mine. Michael’s never been unfaithful, Grant wasn’t himself all the time, and Alex was a tragedy. But what Max did to me, has no excuse. -
- I’m not taking his side, but he thought you had slept with Kyle.-
- When I knew he had done it with Tess, I tried to take my revenge with your cousin Sean, but I couldn’t…-
- Yech, Liz, Sean of all people, eewww…but then you’re a girl, Liz, guys are just crap when it comes to that. -
- Still, Maria, if he did it because he thought I had betrayed him, he was doing the same thing, so he was being just as stupid as he thought I was. Knowing Max, it doesn’t make sense. He just did it because he wanted to. He didn’t give a damn about me. -
Maria had no answer or excuse for that one.
- Yeah, guess you’re right, but I still feel so sorry for Isabel. -
- Maria, Isabel has Jesse, he’s a nice guy, and he’s coming back in a week or so. -
- No, Liz, it’s not going well, she’s told me he’s still upset for her not trusting him and he gives her these disgusted looks if he catches her doing any of her stuff, even if it’s just her hair or her nails, and to be nice for him. He makes her feel bad about who she is, and that’s not right. She deserves to be happy, and “perfect” Max was a pig to her when she wanted to go to college and when she wanted to marry Jesse, and I will never forgive him dragging Michael into his scheming, too. That was so low, and apart from what he did to you, he was also a pig for dragging you into that hold up that almost got you jailed. You know, your parents were right to ban him from the Crashdown. I would’ve done the same. He acted like an utter idiot, risking you like that. He screwed Michael at school too, cause he had just promised Seligman he wouldn’t miss another class and do everything he could to have decent grades and Max had to fuck up big time and send Michael’s promises down the drain. I wonder if he ever thinks of anyone but himself! I couldn’t blame Isabel for taking up Jesse, and keeping it a secret so Max would let her be. What was her Mother thinking? Mothers can be so nosy, just like mine! -
- Your mother found you in bed with Michael! -
- But we hadn’t done anything! -
- And how was she to know? -
- Because I told her so! -
- Maria…you expected her to believe you? -
-Yes! Where did this come from? We were talking about Isabel’s marital problems! -
- Yeah right, it must be very hard not to be able to be yourself with your own husband. -
- I think she would be much better off with Stuart, don’t you think so? - But she never got an answer, as Liz raised her eyebrows and Maria knew Isabel was approaching them.