Without You (CC,M/L,Mature) Pt 34, A/N, 6/10 [WIP]

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Fred
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Here ya go . . . finally :roll:

Thanks for being so patient - I really think the world of you all!!! :D

Hope you enjoy. (Oh yeah - and a big Thank You to everyone 2 posts up.)

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Part 28

The Queen led Max, Michael and Ava to a massive domed structure seemingly made of burnished metal. They entered through a small triangular
entryway to find a massive hall. There were no windows to be seen, yet it glowed as if sunlight still found its way in. The walls were ridged and decorated with ancient tapestries. They came to a small circular room at the end of the passageway where the Queen directed them to enter. Scanning the area, the only furniture they saw was a large table that sat to one side and a few upholstered chairs positioned around the rest of
the room. There were windows here formed in geometric shapes and covered with a thin translucent material instead of glass.

”Please make yourselves comfortable.” The queen motioned to the chairs that were positioned around the wall. “I will beckon Zan.”

Ava nodded and sat down in one of the chairs but Michael and Max continued to stand.

“Rand is to bring the boy to the solarium.” The queen ordered to no one.

“As you wish your majesty.” a disembodied voice answered.

She nodded and took a seat near Ava. Taking Ava’s hand in hers, she held it fondly. “Earth was not kind to you?”

Ava could feel the woman’s concern. Not knowing how to respond she finally just shook her head slightly.

With her long fingers, the Queen stroked her arm. “You will be happier now that you have returned home.”

Ava forced a hesitant smile. “I am sure I will be.”

A moment later the four looked up as Rand and Zan walked into the room. Max knelt to his son’s level and smiled. He was tall for his age, with sandy hair and hazel blue eyes, the boy exhibited maturity far beyond his age.

Bowing his head, Zan took a step towards his father. “Father?”

Max lifted the boy’s head and pulled him into an embrace. “There is no need to bow son.”

Unused to the human custom of hugging, Zan did not reciprocate his father’s actions but he did not pull away from him either. As his father continued to hold him, he turned his head and noticed the woman sitting by his grandmother. When Max let him out of his grasp, he walked over to the woman and knelt at her feet. Reaching for her hand he placed it on his face. “Mother.”

Ava felt her body react to the boy. Her mind knew this child was not hers but her heart did not seem to care. She smoothed her hand over his face and felt tears come to her eyes. “I am not . . .”

The Queen cut her off. “Your mother is overwhelmed with joy to see you Zan.”

Zan nodded and kissed the back of Ava’s hand, then he turned back to Max. “Father, I am pleased you are alive and I am here to serve you.”

Max shook his head. “I don’t want a servant Zan, I want a son.”

“I will do my best.”

Max smiled. “You will do fine.”

“Zan.” The Queen interrupted the reunion. “Please go outside. I must speak to your parents privately. Afterward, I will send your mother out to you.”

Zan nodded, bowed slightly and left the room alone.

The Queen looked at Ava. “Here on Antar, a child has an ingrained need for his mother. Fathers are rarely involved in a child’s life so a mother is everything to our children. Since you found your way to my son, I did not feel the need to tell him of his true mother’s fate.” She motioned towards Max and continued, “A fate that may cause animosity between him and his father.”

Ava understood. Her duty was not just to take Tess’ place with the Royal Four, but to also take Tess’ place as Zan’s mother. She realized then that this duty would be easy for her to fulfill, for at this moment she wanted nothing more then to love and care for the child. She nodded her agreement.

“Very well . . . and Ava, although you did not give birth to him, you are his mother in every other sense. Do not feel as if you are not. Now, if you go through the door and turn towards your right, there will be another room on your left. You will find your son in that room.” As Ava stood, the Queen added, “He may ask how he came to be on Antar. He is only to know that Khivar kidnapped him.”

Ava nodded again and walked through the door to find the child.

During this exchange, Michael had paid close attention to the man who still stood with them in the corner of the room. There was something familiar about him but he couldn’t place what it was.

The Queen finally noticed Michael’s attention to the man. “You sense his essence Rath. Do you not?”

Michael shrugged. “He seems familiar.”

“I did not know you were close on Earth.”

Max finally turned his eyes towards the man. He seemed familiar to him as well but like Michael, he didn't know why. Finally he asked what they both wanted to know. “Who is he?”

Rand walked towards Max and Michael while the Queen explained. “He is the one your bride killed. The one you called . . .”

“Alex.” Rand finished the sentence for the Queen.

Michael looked over in awe. “How can this be?”

The Queen smiled. “We knew of his importance long ago. When he was killed, we took his essence and combined it with an Antarian so he might live again.”

Max studied the Antarian who claimed to be the first person he could not save while Michael walked over to him to have a closer look. He didn’t look like Alex, though there were similarities. The facial expressions and mannerisms were the same, as was his height and build, though he looked rougher and larger somehow as if he seen his share of hard work. His hair was a touch lighter and his eyes were darker but when you looked into his eyes you saw the same wry, though playful, look in them that Alex always seemed to have.

Convinced that Rand was indeed their friend, Michael finally smiled. “Damn! Maria and Liz are gonna be thrilled when they find out. Not to mention Isabel.”

Isabel’s name brought any chance of a happy reunion to a halt. Instead, the three men stood in commiserative silence, thinking of how they would get the one they loved back from their joint enemy.

The Queen read their thoughts and was the first to break the silence. “We will get her back.”

Max looked towards the Queen skeptically. “Why don’t you start by telling me exactly how Khivar got his hands on her in the first place!?!” He demanded.

“What do you know?” She asked calmly.

“Why don’t you just start at the beginning and tell me all that YOU know!”

The Queen looked into her son’s eyes. “I am the one who found her on Earth, I am the one who went to Khivar and offered her to him.” She saw her son’s eyes burn with anger. Looking directly into them she added, “I will not apologize for my actions.”

Max took a step towards her, looking as if he might kill the woman, but Michael grabbed his arm. “Hear her out Max.”

Max glared at Michael but he knew he was right. He was angry but he needed her at least for now. He turned back to the Queen. “Why don’t you elaborate and maybe I won’t have to kill you.”

The Queen let out a noise that could only be described as a snort, dismissing his outburst with a wave of her hand. “You are no longer on Earth Zan. You cannot kill me as easily as you could the humans, but you are the king and I will tell you what you want to know.”

She paused for a moment, giving his anger time to subside before she continued. “Khivar had your son, the future of this monarchy. Zan is about to come of age and without the influence of our family, he would be lost to Khivar forever. I could not allow that to happen. So I weighed my options. I knew that Khivar would not hurt Vilandra and since she is already the woman she will become, I also knew that she would not be influenced by him.”

Alex had been standing in the corner of the room quietly listening but the Queen’s last line caused him to speak up. “That is not true. She has already been influenced by his evil.”

The Queen looked sternly at Alex. “How would you know of that?”

“I have been visiting her in her dreams. She grows weary and is succumbing to Khivar’s charms.” Alex spat.

Michael jumped in at this point. “Then we need go now – we need get her away from him!”

Alex nodded his head in agreement but the Queen stopped them. “Rand, your report as well as your action in this matter concerns me, but we will discuss that at a later time.”

Focusing her attention back on Max and Michael she asked, “Do you not think that I have tried to get her from his clutches? If I could get Vilandra out, then I could have just taken my grandson! But Khivar resides in the most fortified castle of Antar. I should know – I lived there for forty of your Earth years.”

Max listened to the exchange before asking, “Then you must know of its weaknesses?”

The Queen shook her head. “There are no weaknesses. We will have to fight all the way to his inner sanctum to retrieve my daughter.”

Max glared at her skeptically. “Tell me - how did Liz get out, then?”

Sighing, she tried to steer her son from the discussion that might ensue. She would tell him all he wanted to know about his heart, but it was a discussion best spoken in private. “It’s simple, Khivar made a mistake.” When the look on his face told her the answer she gave was not enough she added. “He believed her to be a weak human and let his guard down long enough for her to escape.” She knew that would not satisfy him, but she tried to convey with her demeanor that she would continue when they were alone.

Max was not happy about his mother’s evasive explanation but he understood that she would tell him later. He decided to wait for that time. He nodded his understanding before the Queen turned and pulled some papers from a compartment in the wall behind her. “Now we must go over what the resistance has been doing and what we can do to help them free the people of Antar as well as your sister.”

Max, Michael and Alex walked over to the table where she now lay out the papers in front of her, ready to listen and learn.

~~~

The six humans sat at the table, eating and laughing, renewing old friendships as well as making new ones.

“So this one, drunk as a skunk…” Serena pointed towards Liz, “…decides that if I show my breasts to the nice policeman he would let us go.”

“Well did it work?” Alden piped.

Serena swatted Alden while Liz smiled slyly and answered. “Of course.”

The group giggled, seeing ‘straight-laced’ Liz acting so out of character.

“Well – just so you girls know – that will never work on me!” Jim interjected.

Kyle laughed. “Of course not dad – cause you are too old to appreciate them.”

Jim snorted. “I may be old son, but I’m not dead.”

“If you say so.” Kyle teased as he rolled his eyes.

Jim tried to force a stern look but a grin came to his face instead. “Watch it son, I can still take you over my knee.”

The grouped laughed some more before Maria rose from the table. “It’s been fun but this mommy to be needs to go to bed.”

”I’ll walk with you.” Jesse said as he stood up.

After a few minutes, Serena followed suit. “No sleep for me but,” she nudged Alden, “You and I need to get back to work.”

Alden nodded. “Grab some beer.”

“Got it.” Serena answered with it already in her hand.

As Alden stood, Jim caught Serena’s eye. “Mind if I come along? I’ve always wanted to see the granolith, but Max never thought I should.”

“Hell – why not.” Serena motioned to the older Valenti. “Come on.” Then she looked at Kyle and Liz, still sitting at the table. “You two be good now – you hear?”

Liz smiled and Kyle nodded his head. “Always.”

“That’s what I like to hear.” Serena winked as she walked out the door, followed by the two men.

“I like your friends.” Kyle said.

Liz grinned. “Yeah – they're great.”

Kyle and Liz sat quietly for a bit before Kyle decided to start the conversation. “So I don’t remember you being in Roswell.”

Liz looked over at him. “I know.”

“Want to tell me about it?”

Liz shook her head. “There isn’t much to tell – other then what I’ve already told you. I didn’t remember anything when I got there – you were helpful – Max came – I left with him and Ava mindwarped you.”

~~~

The Queen motioned to Alex that they were finished for the time being and that he could put away the plans. ”Now – would you like some sustenance?”

“Yes.” Michael said quickly but Max shook his head. His questions had still not been answered.

The Queen looked towards Alex. “Rand, take Rath to his quarters and get him something to eat.

Alex slightly irritated at the queen's insistence of the use of Rand began to correct her but decided against it, instead he just nodded.

Michael looked over at Max. “Do you want me to stay?”

Max shaking his head was all the incentive Michael needed to follow Alex from the room. “I will see you in the morning then.” He said as he disappeared out the door.

When he was completely gone Max looked over quizzically at the woman who kept telling him she was his mother. “Tell me what happened to Liz.”

The Queen nodded. “She has amazing strength for a human. I would never have believed it if I hadn’t seen it for myself. Khivar did awful things to her, when we found her; she had been hiding in the wilderness for days. Her bones had been broken many times over as well as her skin being torn from her body – he had killed her just to heal her so he could do it again. In the many years that I have watched Khivar and his brutality, I have never seen him take so much pleasure in hurting someone.”

Allowing himself to feel Liz’s pain once again, Max closed his eyes forcing away the moisture behind them.

She stopped in her tracks realizing that her son was feeling guilty for Khivar’s brutality. When he seemed to recover, she decided to focus on what happened after she found Liz, though she knew that would not be any easier for her son. “When she was brought here we healed her body but her soul was destroyed. She was lost in the memories of it all. At night she would wake screaming. At first I believed the memory of the torture was what tormented her, but it wasn’t.”

He could actually feel the pity his mother had for Liz as the woman continued. “The girl could not live with her betrayal of you.”

“I know all this!” Max spat, willing the woman to stop. “I saw it – I felt it – when I healed her from Onirus’ treachery.”

The Queen nodded her understanding. “Onirus’ act upon her was not sanctioned and since you saw fit to bring him with you, he will be punished. He misunderstood why her mind had been erased. He believed that it was done so she would not remember being with us, so she would not tell you, but it was not that. I took her memories so she would not relive the horror – so she could forgive herself for the betrayal she believed she had committed.”

Max felt the anger rise at her last sentence. “A betrayal you allowed me to believe she committed.”

“I did and I am not sorry for that. For years you let her be, you trained and learned to make the hard decisions necessary for our fight. You would not have done that if I would have corrected the deception too soon.”

This explanation did not ease Max’s fury; in fact it actually escalated it. “I could have killed her.”

The Queen shook her head. “I know you as only a mother can know a child. You may have thought you were able to kill her, but you were not.”

Max took a long breath. He did not share his mother’s faith in himself.

The Queen had to be honest with her son but tried to diffuse the situation. “Although she cannot be your wife – marriage to Ava is a necessity – she will make a fine consort when you ascend the throne.”

Max looked at the woman incredulously. “I will not marry Ava and Liz will not be my consort!”

“You have given Antar the heir it needs and in the eyes of the people you are already married to Ava, so there is no reason why your heart cannot come to live with you here once our world is free. She will give you the strength as well as the moral center that you will need to rule.”

Furious Max shook his head. “Although I take full responsibility for my actions, you have played me madam and it has worked to your advantage, but you will not control my life any longer. I will not bring Liz to Antar and force her to live as a second to Ava or anyone else.”

“Consorts very rarely are perceived as a second. The first marriage to a crowned prince is arranged, seen by the people as just a way to continue the line, her place is defined by being the mother of the heir. The consort, or second marriage, is seen as one of love and she is respected as such.”

Max shook his head. He didn’t even know why he was arguing this point. Didn’t he already tell Liz, and believed it, that he would not return. That she should find another life and another love. “It doesn’t matter. Liz will not be returning to Antar. I have no intention of ever seeing her again.”

~~~

“I guess that’s what I don’t understand!” Kyle could hear the annoyance in his voice. “I assume I told you how evil he had become, how he probably wanted you dead, so I want to know why the hell did you go with him?”

Liz shrugged and looked down at the floor. “You did but . . .”

“Holy shit Liz!” Exasperated, Kyle ran his hand through his hair. “You went with him because you still love him.”

Liz spoke emphatically, “No – that wasn’t it. I was worried about . . .”

“Damn it Liz. You were worried about me – weren’t you?”

“You and Serena.”

“Ok – I can accept that – but why . . . why did you stay?”

Liz looked up at Kyle, knowingly.

“You stayed because you loved him.” Kyle rolled his eyes.”

“Not anymore though.”

“Uh – huh.” Kyle didn’t believe that but he knew Max. He knew that Liz would never be happy with the man he had become and he had to convince her of that. She had to let the memory of who Max used to be go so she could move on with her life. “He’s not worth the trouble, Liz.”

“I know.”

”I don’t think you do.” Kyle stopped until Liz looked into his eyes. “He treats people like dirt . . .”

Not wanting to hear the list of Max’s sins, yet again, Liz cut him off. “I know.”

Kyle ignored her. “He threatened Maria – tried his own sister’s sanity. These are people he is supposed to love for God’s sake!”

Liz felt tears in her eyes. She had known what Max had done but she still didn’t want to hear it. “I know Kyle.” She croaked out.

Even though he wanted to continue, to tell her about Tracy, Kyle felt guilty for his brutal honesty so instead he waited for Liz to calm herself.

Liz took a cleansing breath. “He’s done more.” She said softly. “I thought he had changed. I thought he loved me. I thought he was trying to be the man we all once cared about . . . but then he left us.”

That was the one thing that Kyle would have expected the old Max to do. Leave the humans behind while the aliens left Earth to fight a war. It might have been the wrong decision, but it was one that Max would have made years ago. He would have insisted that the journey or Antar or whatever was too dangerous for the humans. If any of them had argued, he would have just ordered them to stand down and the amazing thing about that is that the humans would obey.

Liz saw Kyle’s confusion and began again. “I told you I could see the future. Well, I saw Maria’s and the baby will not survive. Max should have stayed – in case something like that happened – he should have known there was a possibility . . .”

As Liz’s voice dropped off she was interrupted by Kyle’s father who had made his way back from the granolith cave. “How was he supposed to know? Did you tell him?”

Liz shook her head. “I didn’t know.”

“Liz, Max wouldn’t have any reason to believe the child wasn’t going to be completely healthy. His son was fine when he was born. Why would he think Michael and Maria’s baby would be any different?” Jim asked. “I’m not saying that he was right, but he made a decision based on what he knew. He didn’t know that Maria’s child would die and . . . “

He stopped short as they heard the scream from the next room.

"NO!”

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Part 29

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“NO!!!”

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Liz, Kyle and Jim ran from the kitchen into the hallway where Maria, had found her way to the floor where she now sat, yelling hysterically.

”No! You’re wrong! No! How could you know that!?!” She wrapped her arms around her stomach. “My baby is fine! It has to be.” Rocking now she continued to chant, over and over again. “It has to be.”

Kyle squatted next to Maria and put his hand on her shoulder. “Maria.” He said softly but when she continued to chant, he spoke louder. “Maria. Listen to me. We are going to figure this out. Your baby will be fine.” With Maria still rocking and ignoring him, Kyle looked up at his father in disgust.

Jim, feeling guilty, whispered to Liz. “I didn’t know she was there.”

Liz nodded her head sympathetically then knelt down on the other side of Maria. “Listen honey, Serena is working on getting the granolith to work so we can get a message to Max and Michael. But we have to get you back to bed. You have to stay calm for the baby’s sake. We can’t have you go into premature labor.”

The words of wisdom seemed to force Maria from her hysterics. She nodded her head and tried to get up. When she couldn’t, Liz reached down to help. But instead of helping her friend up, she found her way into Maria’s future.

Maria is on the bed in her room here at the house again.

Serena is at her feet. “You have to push Maria. The baby has to come out!”

Shaking her head frantically Maria yells back. “I will not! If the baby stays in the baby might live!”

The frustration on Serena’s face is apparent. “If the baby stays in – you both die! You have to push Maria. NOW!”


Not prepared for the vision, Liz yanked her hand from Maria’s arm and took a step back. Jim quickly took her place by Maria’s side and the two Valenti’s helped her up. “We’ll take you to your room.” Jim said soothingly.

Liz watched the scene for a moment until she regained her senses. “Yes, you two take Maria to her room. I’m going to go see Serena.”

On her feet now, Maria pulled away from Kyle and Jim. “I’m going with you!” She declared forcefully.

Understanding that Maria needed to be involved now, if only to keep her calm, Liz shook off the protests she knew would come from the men.

Jim nodded his agreement. “Let’s all go then.”

Rolling his eyes, Kyle motioned for the other’s to lead the way.

~~~

The Queen bid her goodnights to her guests and went up to her room where she fell down on a chair. The day had been exhausting for her and it still wasn’t over. She summoned Rand with her mind and waited, thinking about the conversations she had earlier with her son. She had not argued with his belief that he would not see his heart again for she knew that he would. Zan loved the girl as she had once loved the King, and that kind of love would not be denied.

A knock on the door brought her from her thoughts. “Enter.”

Alex slipped through the door and bowed. “Your Majesty.”

The Queen nodded. “Please come and sit with me.”

Alex did as he was asked.

The two sat quietly for a few minutes, thoughts of the day going though both minds. Finally the Queen reached out and rested her hand on Alex’s arm. “Are they as you remember?”

Alex shook his head. “Not exactly. Max . . .” He looked over and noticing her distaste for the name, corrected himself. “Zan has not lost his ability to command those around him, Rath seems more cautious. Ava, I did not know.”

“I wonder if things would have been different if this Ava had been with the four rather then the other.”

“Maybe but I doubt it would be to your liking.” Alex said with disdain.

The Queen looked over at the man whose destiny was as important as the Royals, and frowned. “You believe I am the monster that my son and his second think I am?”

Alex knew better then to tell her what he thought. Instead he answered as diplomatically as possible. “I know that you believe your actions are done for a greater cause, that one day you will have the world you have dreamed of.”

She smiled. “It is almost at an end. If my faith is proven true then this world will become the utopia that we deserve.”

Skeptically, Alex looked over at her. “But at what cost?”

The Queen ran her hand down his arm, to his hand and brought it to her face. “Do not worry. My daughter will live.”

“I would like to be as sure as you are.”

“I cannot understand why you are not. Don’t you feel it in your heart?” When Alex shook his head the Queen squeezed his hand and placed it back on his chair. “You will see.”

After taking a few moments to dwell on that thought the Queen looked over at Alex once again but this time her words were to chastise him. “You visited Vilandra in her dreams. You should not have done that.”

Alex looked over ready to defend his deeds but the Queen stopped him before he could utter a word. “She is not in danger if Khivar believes he must contend with only her human but if he realizes that he must contend with one of my trusted advisors, who is human as she is but also Antarian like him, then he may feel he must go to more extreme measures to keep her. Those measures could do harm to her or to Antar.”

“I don’t give a damn about Antar at the moment but I will refrain from visiting her for her sake” at least after tonight. He thought to himself.

The Queen nodded. “That is all I can ask. Now we must hope that Khivar does not find out of your visit.” She stood from her chair, signaling that this conversation was over. “You will be in the meeting of the Consul tomorrow.”

Alex stood and bowed. “As you wish, Your Majesty.”

“Good, now go and let me rest.”

Alex bowed once more and left, leaving the Queen alone to rest and reflect.

~~~

As Isabel lay in her bed, her mind began to think, as it had these last few days, on her dream of Alex. Had it really been Alex or just her imagination? She remembered those months after Alex died, all the times she saw him. Back then it had been as it was a few nights ago – so real.

”Alex is dead.” She reminded herself but the feeling of him being with her was so vivid. She tried to put it out of her mind so that she could sleep. Tomorrow Khivar had promised to take her outside of the castle walls again and she wanted to be rested so she could enjoy the outing and maybe, though she was doubtful, find a way to escape.

The thoughts continued seemingly for hours before exhaustion overtook her and she finally drifted into a dream state.

“Isabel.” The voice came from the darkness.

Isabel immediately opened her eyes and swung up and out of her bed. “Who’s there?” She asked to the night.

Seeing that this time she was alone, Alex walked out from the shadows.

At the site of him, tears came to Isabel’s eyes but she forced herself to reject what she saw. “Alex, you aren’t real, you can’t be. You’re dead.”

Alex reached over to wipe a tear from her cheek.

Isabel moved her face into his hand and closed her eyes, feeling the sensation. “I want you to be real.” She whispered.

Alex smiled at her. “I promise you, I am.” He looked towards the door. “I have to go, Khivar can’t find me here. You have to promise me you will stay strong. Max and Michael are here. We will rescue you soon.”

Isabel looked up into Alex’s eyes, she didn’t know why she believed him but she did. “I will.” She whispered.

Alex touched her face one last time and faded from her dream before a knock at the door woke her.

~~~

Jesse, hearing the commotion got out of bed and went out into the hallway. “What are you guys doing?”

Kyle, with a smirk on his face, was the first to answer. “We are all going to see Serena.” With questions still written all over Jesse’s face, Kyle lagged a little and whispered to him. “My father was talking about Maria’s baby not surviving. Maria heard.”

Jesse nodded, grabbed a t-shirt off the floor and followed the group down to the cave.

When the four walked into the chamber, Serena and Alden both looked up with a start. “What the hell?” Alden asked.

Serena scanned the group and upon seeing Maria and the worry that now resided on her face she knew what had happened. She walked over to Maria and put her hand on her shoulder. “We are doing our best.”

Maria nodded and when Jim placed a chair behind her smiled up at him in gratitude and sat down.

“Can I speak to you privately?” Liz asked Serena.

Serena nodded but Maria spoke up. “I don’t want anymore secrets. It’s my baby I think I have a right to know.”

Liz turned towards Maria and sighed, then turning towards Serena she explained what she had seen. Ending with, “we have to do something – now.”

Serena ran her hands through her hair in exasperation. “I’m trying. We have the translation of the damn book but when we try to follow it nothing happens. I don’t know what else to do.”

“Well try again!” Kyle exploded.

Serena didn’t have a better idea so she just nodded.

“Let me help.” Liz said.

Alden handed Liz the key and walked her over to the granolith. “When Serena tells you, put the key in that slot.”

Liz nodded and waited for the signal. When it came she placed the key into the hole. Serena watched in awe, holding her breath as the granolith for the first time began to hum. But just when the group thought the answer had been Liz the sound ceased.

Alden looked over at Serena about to say something but found her hand in the air – telling them all to be quiet. Finally after a few minutes she looked back towards the group. “Dammit! It has to be an alien! Well, not alien.” She was thinking out loud now. “We had an Antarian try already, maybe royal?”

When the group didn’t seem to follow she tried to explain. “It has to be an alien that starts the granolith. Actually it has to be a specific alien – maybe Max. That’s the only explanation why Liz can make it work but we couldn’t.”

“But it didn’t work.” Alden pointed out.

Serena rolled her eyes at him as if to say that she knew that but focused her attention back to the others. “Liz was healed by Max. He told me once that he thought his DNA mixed with a person that he healed. There must be some residual DNA left in Liz.”

“Which means there isn’t enough for her to start the damn thing.” Alden stated.

Serena frowned and nodded her head.

Kyle stepped forward. “Max healed me too.”

“It’s worth a try.” Serena said, looking towards Liz.

Liz handed Kyle the key. A few minutes later when Kyle placed the key into the hole the granolith hummed again for a few seconds and then died.

“FUCK! Maybe if we had an Antarian helping.” Serena looked over at Jim. “Go see if you can find one of those Antarian guards that are always running around here looking useless?”

Jim nodded and ran out the door.

Serena looked back at the granolith and began to think out loud. “Maybe if Kyle and Liz both . . .”

Serena’s words were interrupted by a painful scream from Maria. “YEOW!”

Serena snapped her neck around and looked at Maria. “Shit – shit – shit.” She whispered under her breath. “Please don’t let her go into labor.”

Liz stepped towards Maria but Serena shook her head. “We have to get this thing working now!” She looked over at Jesse who was the closest to Maria, “Bring Maria over here.” She ordered.

Without questioning Serena’s intentions Jesse went over to Maria, picked her up and brought her to the granolith. Immediately the granolith began to hum.

“The baby!” Liz said excitedly.

Serena nodded. “Give her the key.” Then as an afterthought she added, “Liz, Kyle, stand with her! Just to be on the safe side.”

Maria felt another contraction. “OWW!”

Jesse held her firmly. “It’s going to be alright.”

“NOW!” Serena yelled. “Put the key in now!”

Maria gritted her teeth, forcing herself to ignore the pain and dropped the key into it’s slot.

Serena and Alden watched in awe as the four were sucked into the granolith.

Jim felt a tremor and ran back to find his son, Liz, Maria and Jesse in the machine. “HOLY SHIT!” The granolith tremors became stronger. Jim looked up at his son. “We need to get him out . . .”

His sentence was cut short when a light flashed; blinding them and a blast of energy knocked the three outside of the machine off their feet.

When the three found their bearings once again, they looked up at where the granolith had once been. “What happened to it?” Jim asked frantically. “Where did they go?”

Alden shrugged. “I think they went on a little trip.”

Serena kicked Alden in the shin and looked sympathetically at Jim. “They should be on their way to Antar.”

“Should be?”

~~~
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Look at me . . . here with an actual update. :shock:

I want to thank everyone who has been so patient and supportive of me through my trials this year. I really do love and appreciate all of you!! :D

My life is not back to normal as of yet but I am trying and one way is to get this finished. So I am crossing my fingers that this will be the last of it and I will be able to update regularly until this story is finished. :?

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A big thanks to Zen who helped so much on this part by betaing and getting me through the blahs and everything else and of course Kiss my Ass Pooh!!!

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Summary of the last few parts.

The aliens are on Antar. They have met the Queen, Max’s son and the hybrid Rand who is the reincarnated Alex. Isabel is still in Khivar’s clutches. Maria is in labor and the humans (minus Serena, Alden and Sheriff Valenti) have been taken from Earth in the granilith and ‘should’ be on their way to Antar.

Hope that helps. :wink:

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Part 30

“Love someone else.”

Although exhausted, sleep would not come to Max. Instead the last words he had spoken to Liz replayed over and over in his mind. Part of him would not admit that he had been so cruel but then he would remember the devastation written on her face, a memory that was seared in his mind, a memory that would haunt him forever even though he would spend a lifetime trying to forget.

“It was for her own good.”


Rationalizing his decision, he repeated his mantra. Hadn’t he done it for her, so that she could live, grow old . . . be happy? And eventually it would work. He knew it. She would move on and love someone else, she would have children and live without pain, she would grow old and die in the arms of her loved ones. He hated his decision and could barely deal with the outcome of it, but that was a hell of a lot better then living, more than likely, a very short life as a whore only to die as an outcast, worlds from her family.

These were thoughts that had plagued him every night since he had turned from her on Earth but tonight, regrets were mingled with all he had learned. He wanted to blame his mother for everything that had happened to him and Liz but he couldn’t. She had played her part and God knew she had manipulated them but at the core, he had made his own choices and had to accept the consequences that came with them.

He forced himself to think of other matters that had been discussed.

He had asked her about the granolith.

“The granilith is not as you believe, a mere machine, it is much greater.” The Queen answered.

“So then, what is so damn important about it?”

“Our essence,” she began, “survives for a time after our bodies have died. The granolith summons that part of us to it, where it binds the people of Antar together. It shows us our history, gives us a greater sense of purpose as well as guidance from our ancestors.”

Max thought on the answer then asked. “And if it is destroyed?”

“The essence of all Antarians that have lived before would be lost.” She finished.

For a moment something close to guilt washed over Max. “It is gone.”

Dismissively, the Queen waved her hand. “The granilith is in tact. If it were not, I would feel the loss.”

The guilt was gone, replace by an irrational anger at Serena. “She promised to destroy it.” He mumbled to himself. “What if someone finds it? What if they use it to follow us here?”

Softly, the Queen answered, “She will not follow you. Even if they have the knowledge to use the granilith, humans do not have the ability to make the it work, but when this is over, when you return . . .”

“I will not return!” Max said, cutting her off.


At that he sighed, his mind had brought him full circle.

“Love someone else.”

~~~

When morning broke, Isabel had been uneasy about the ‘dream’ she had but now, hours later, as Isabel was escorted down a large stone staircase into an open courtyard, only the thrill of a day outside her prison consumed her.

Amazed by the varieties of flowers that grew throughout the area, she broke away from her escort to get closer. When she came upon a bloom that looked like a dark blue rose with gold edges she closed her eyes and took in the scent. It smelled almost tangy but still pleasing to her senses. She sniffed again and memories came to her about this place. These flowers were her father’s, the king’s. She could remember running from her brother through the courtyard while her father tended to his plants and her mother sat on a bench, pretending to read, but all the while laughing at the children’s antics.

A hand rested on Isabel’s shoulder bringing her from her memories. “Come Vilandra.”

Isabel nodded her head and followed Khivar to an elaborate open carriage pulled by large animals that looked more like Earth’s deer than horses. She ran her hand over the smooth shiny surface, feeling the coolness of the metal. Khivar offered her his hand and when she took it he helped her into the vehicle.

When they were comfortably in the carriage and Khivar had signaled for the driver to go, Khivar looked over at Isabel. “This will be a day the people of Antar will never forget.”

Confused, Isabel raised an eyebrow towards him.

“The people of Antar have been praying for this day, the day when they would once again see their Queen.”

“I am not their Queen.” Isabel argued.

Khivar smiled proudly. “You are. The course was set in motion long before you faded from us. I was to be King and you were to be Queen. It was perfect.”

Isabel rode in silent thought for a moment before questioning him more. “And the people . . . they wanted this?”

“They begged for it. Your father was not only a harsh ruler but an incompetent one as well. By joining with the other planets, he threw our world into a depression, the likes of which had never been seen. Hunger ran rampant and our people turned to a life of crime. The elder king kept the crime in check by giving these criminals harsh penalties but when Zan ascended the throne he did nothing for our economy and did away with the harsh sentences. This only led to a higher crime rate. The people were hungry and needed to work but were too scared to leave their homes. Eventually a revolution began. When we fell in love and you joined our cause we were the ideal couple to lead the new world. The people didn’t want King Zan but they still wanted someone with royal lineage to sit on the throne. That is why they followed me. That is why they followed us.”

Isabel listened quietly as Khivar recited his interpretation of Antarian history. It angered her to think that her father and brother could be responsible for so much pain and suffering but she kept reminding herself that this was only one side of the story and until she found out both sides she could not make a judgment.

He looked over the crowds who were cheering for the couple. “Look Vilandra. Look at your subjects. They are fed and clean and happy to see their Queen.”

Isabel sat up and bit and waved at the crowd causing an uproar. “Will I be able to meet any of them?”

Khivar shook his head, knowing that he must think of a reason why she could not. Today, he had officers in the crowd who were weeding out the dissenters but he could not be sure if someone was picked to meet Vilandra that they would say what he would want them to say and he knew that killing a family in front of her would not make bring her closer to him. “Not today my dearest, but if it is what you wish I will plan an outing in the near future where you may meet a few and speak to them about their lives before and after the revolution.”

Isabel nodded and settled back into her seat. She would like to speak to them and find out how much of what Khivar said was truth and how much was fiction.

~~~

After listening to the group debate for hours, Alex finally spoke up. “If we could break through Khivar’s armies at Togron, then it would only take a few men to go into the south entrance and overtake the guards at his palace. We could free the Princess and hopefully kill Khivar. The war would be over.”

A few of the Generals stopped and considered this but most shook their heads in disagreement. The Queen smiled condescendingly. “Hope is not good enough. Your human side is getting the best of you. Although, your words make is seem easy, I must remind you that Khivar is our priority. My daughter along with the people will be free once we are rid of him. Your plan does not guarantee that this goal will be fulfilled.”

“I say let’s go with Alex’s idea!” Michael yelled, annoyed with the Queen’s hesitancy. “I just want to get Isabel and get back to Maria before my child is born. I don’t give a damn about this fucking planet!”

The Generals let out a collective gasp hearing that their commander did not care about their planet, but the Queen, concerned by what Michael had implied before that, turned abruptly towards him and asked. “Your human is already pregnant?”

Michael glared at the woman. “Yes she is!”

“When?” She asked sadly.

“Soon! Very Soon!” Michael yelled, annoyed with the questions. “Does that cause a problem with your schemes!?!”

“No, not with saving Antar.” The Queen paused, knowing that her next words would cause her son’s second to go into a rage, but it had to be said. If a human was pregnant by one of the Royal Four then something must be done. “The child is in grave danger on Earth. The baby cannot survive there.”

The rage became apparent but a strength greater then his own stifled it long enough to ask, “Why?”

Disquieted by Rath’s control the Queen answered. “If the baby is not 100 percent human then it will need to live on Antar for a few months. The air here will give it the immunities it will need to survive.”

Max looked in sympathy towards Michael and then, believing her words to be a lie, back at the Queen in anger. “Would you mind telling us how Zan survived then?” He asked calmly.

The Queen nodded. “Zan’s mother is Antarian. Her antibodies were passed to the child. Rath’s child’s mother is human. If she even survives the birth, she will not be able to do the same.”

Michael seethed. “Even survives!?!” The Queen nodded causing Michael to go quiet for a moment, letting this new information sink in. He wanted to yell and scream, tell Max this was all his fault, blast this Queen into oblivion, beat the shit out of something or someone, but instead he just looked over at Max with determination in his eyes. “I have to go back.”

Max nodded his agreement but the Queen tried to convince them it would be a mistake. “Rath you cannot go. Even if we did not need you here if you went you may not be able to get to her in time. The only chance the child has is for her to use the granilith to bring her to us.”

Wondering how much the woman said were truths and how much were lies, Max glared at the Queen. “Earlier you told me that no human could make the granilith work!”

The Queen nodded. “I did, but that was before I knew . . .”

“Knew what?” Max questioned.

“Knew that one of the humans now carried Antarian Royalty.”

Shaking his head in disgust Max mumbled under his breath. “They don’t know how to use it.”

Knowing that he could not leave Maria and the baby to chance, Michael, without saying a word, walked through the door, down the hallway, and exited the structure heading for the ship that brought him to this God-forsaken planet. He had one mission at the moment, and although he loved Isabel his responsibility was to Maria and their child.

“This is foolish.” The Queen said to Max before issuing an order to one of the Generals. “You will bring Rath back.”

As the General turned to go after him Max, taking control, stopped him in his tracks. “YOU WILL BOTH CEASE! He’s going and no one is going to do anything about it!”

Turning back to his King the General bowed his obedience.

“Michael will do what he needs to do.” Max continued as he turned towards the Queen. “We will fix one problem at a time and since you believe Maria and the baby are in danger and Isabel is not we will find a way to help Maria first.” Max thought a moment. “We need to get a message to them.”

As Alex slipped unnoticed out of the room, the Queen looked back at her son’s face while she listened to his plans, and although it was not the ideal time she saw exactly what she had been hoping for since the day she sent him to Earth. Her son was back, prepared to take his place as Antar’s King.

~~~

It had been a busy day. Khivar had given her a tour of the Royal City, then taken her to a marketplace that had been emptied for the two to shop and be served at an eating establishment. When they finally left, Isabel felt exhaustion overtaking her. As the carriage swayed she leaned back into her seat and drifted off into unconsciousness.

Khivar rode next to her in silence letting her sleep. He reached over and took her hand, pulling it to his face. “Vilandra,” he whispered, “if you would only allow yourself to love me, allow me to love you, we can finally rule this as well as the other four worlds as we should have years ago.”

Isabel stirred for a moment and pulled his hand towards her body, caressing it as she slept. “I love you,” She said softly.

Khivar held his breath, thinking that Vilandra was beginning to come around until he heard her speak again.

“I love you Alex.”

~~~

Amd Part 31 cause I think it was accidentally pruned.

~~~

Part 31

Outside, Michael stomped through the mist towards the ship. He didn’t give a damn what any of them said, not Max, or that Queen or God himself if he existed. He just didn’t care. As he walked over the hill a flash of light along with an explosion, blinded him and knocked him to his feet. As the light faded he looked up into the pain stricken eyes of his beloved.

“Maria?”

Maria doubled over and screamed causing Liz and Jesse, who were by her side to grab her arms in support.

“I think she’s in labor.” Kyle said matter-of-factly to Michael.

Michael jumped up and ran to her side. Pushing Jesse out of the way, he lifted her into his arms. “It’ll be alright.” He soothed. “You’re here now.” He felt her stomach contract against him and knew that he had to get her to Max. With Maria in his arms he turned and ran towards the queen’s residence.


After commanding the aliens to allow Michael to leave, Max marched out the door to help Michael get on his way. But he only walked a few feet before seeing Michael running towards him with Maria in his arms. Antarian guards were converging up the rear, ready to fight if the flash of light brought any new threat. As he took in the scene, he caught his first glimpse of the others trying to keep pace with Michael.

“Max!” Michael yelled. “They came in the granolith, she’s in labor. You have to help her.”

When his eyes found Liz, time slowed. He could no longer feel the breeze on his face or hear Michael’s panicked voice as he yelled. The only thing that existed at that moment was the two of them and for that brief instant, Max felt euphoric, as if his heart had returned.

That feeling was fleeting.

When she finally returned his gaze he saw something unnerving. A hatred burned bright in Liz's eyes, a look he had never seen her wear. The loathing and rage was directed towards him. He knew he was the one to blame, giving up on their love and the possibility of ever seeing her again. But in that moment, he yearned to hold her, to be close to her, to beg for forgiveness and declare his undying love. Reality came crashing back to him as Michael, terrified that Maria and the baby were still in danger, rushed passed him yelling for him to follow. Max closed his eyes, pushing away his own needs, and turned back to open the door for Michael.


The queen had heard the commotion and was waiting inside, giving orders. As soon as Michael entered the residence she took charge. “Follow me. We will take her upstairs and make her comfortable. I have sent for the physicians. They will be here shortly.”

The group followed the queen and Michael up the stairs and into a large bedroom area.

”Put her down.” The queen ordered. “Rath you may stay, but the rest of you must leave!”

Michael turned towards the queen. “Max isn’t leaving. He may need to heal her or the baby.”

The queen shook her head. “It is not necessary. Max is not the only healer here on Antar.”

“I'll stay.” Max stated, knowing that his presence would, if nothing else, keep Michael calm.

The queen nodded her head. “If that is what you wish.” She walked to the other side of the bed where Maria now lay and sat down beside her. “You and the babe will be fine.” She said calmly, moving her hand to Maria’s face.

Almost immediately the contractions subsided and Maria breathed easier. “Thank you,” she said as she clasped the queen’s hand that still rested on her face.

The older woman smiled down at Maria. “I will stay until another comes to help you with your pain. Rest now child, you will need your strength.”

Maria nodded, squeezed the woman’s hand once again and closed her eyes.

The exchange annoyed Michael but if it helped Maria, he would keep his mouth shut.

The queen looked over at Liz, Kyle and Jesse who were still in the room. “The girl needs to rest. You may wait outside the door if you wish or there are quarters being prepared for you where you may relax, but you must leave.”

Without argument, Kyle and Jesse walked from the room, but Liz stayed firmly planted in her place. She gave up her anger for a time to look over at Max, pleading with her eyes to allow her to stay. In the few minutes she had been there, she had already seen how everyone deferred to him.

Max, feeling her gaze, found her eyes again. Part of him wanted her to stay, if not for Maria then just so he could be close to her but he also knew if she did he would not be able to concentrate.

Max was granted a reprieve when a female Antarian, followed by two others, entered the room. “A royal birth,” the woman sung, “what a glorious day.”

The queen stood when the woman came near and clasped the woman’s hand. “Indeed.”

“Come.” The woman said to one of her subordinates.

The Antarian walked over to Maria’s side and placed his hand on her face as the queen had done.

The queen hastily walked over to Liz. “Come, my dear, it will be a while now and she is in good hands. Rath will stay as will Zan. If she calls for you the physician will make sure you are brought here.”

Liz glanced over at Max once again but he would not meet her eyes. Angry, but knowing that without Max’s intervention she would have to leave, Liz followed the queen from the room.

As they walked into the hall, Liz noticed that Jesse and Kyle were no where to be found.

“They are fine. They have been shown to their quarters.” The queen explained. “Would you like to go to yours?”

Liz shook her head adamantly. “I will stay here.”

The queen smiled. “I knew you would want to be close to your friend. I have given you my room, which is right across the hall. The physician knows this and will send someone to get you if you are needed. But do not worry dear, your friend and her child will receive the best possible care and I promise you, they will be fine.” The queen walked a few steps and opened the door to her room. “Go ahead,” she gestured towards the room, “relax for a while and I will send someone to you with something to eat.”

Liz nodded her thanks and walked into the room.

~~~

The queen, herself, walked into the room where Liz now lay on the bed, and handed her a tray of food. “It might be a bit spicy for your taste but we did try to add some ingredients that would dull the sting.”

Liz nodded but didn’t go for the food.

“You are not hungry?” The queen asked.

Liz shook her head.

“You are worried about your friend.”

Liz nodded again.

“I have been in contact with the physician since I left the room. Everything is going well.”

“I would feel better if I could see for myself.”

The queen smiled sympathetically and took Liz’s hand in hers. “You do not like to be in the dark.”

Nodding again, Liz answered. “No one does.”

“Sometimes it is for the best.”

“I can’t see how.” Liz protested.

The queen smiled, knowingly. She loved this girl as her daughter, but she doubted anyone would ever believe that. And now the queen desired to talk to the girl as they had years before but knowing until she knew the truth she could not, the queen kept her thoughts to herself. She was glad the girl was still in the dark about her time spent on Antar, realizing the pain that would be inflicted upon her when she found out but she was also perplexed as to why Zan didn’t allow her to know on Earth.

The queen’s thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. “I have something that might distract you while you are waiting.”

Liz watched as the queen opened the door and allowed an Antarian male to come into the room.

“Your majesty.” The man said as he bowed slightly annoyed that the Queen had taken him from his self appointed mission on what was no doubt some trivial matter. “I was told you needed to see me.”

The queen reached her hand to the man’s face. “Rand, I think she is ready to meet you again.”

Rand looked over the queen’s shoulder at his friend from his former life. “Lizzie!”

Liz looked over at the man nervously. Why would some Antarian call her Lizzie? She asked herself.

Rand made his way over to Liz and engulfed her in a bear hug. “Liz, you don’t remember me but I remember you!” He squeezed tighter. “I’m Alex.”

Liz pushed the man away from her and looked up at him skeptically.

”I know . . . kind of strange . . . new body and all.” When Liz didn’t respond, Alex tried another tactic. “Remember when we were in 4th grade and you got into a fight with Tina Baxter,” He smiled mischievously. “and you ripped the sleeve your dress and you were worried that your mother would get mad so I told her that I did it.”

Liz nodded cautiously. “You told her that you were running after me and you grabbed the sleeve and it tore.”

Alex smiled. “You mother never could get mad at me.” He waited a minute and then tried again. “How about the first day of Junior High, you stuffed your bra because Maria had bigger boobs then you?”

“Oh God!” Liz exclaimed while turning beat red. “For the next month people asked me for toilet paper whenever they went to the restroom.” She looked up, studying his face, trying to find something she recognized.

Alex rolled his eyes and grinned.

“It is you.” Liz said cautiously at first then again with more feeling. “It is you!” She jumped up into his arms and squeezed him through the happy tears that now flowed. “How did this happen?”

Alex hugged her back for the longest time, happy to finally have one of his human friends with him. “I don’t remember. I remember yelling at Tess, telling her that she had screwed up my mind and the next thing I knew I was being brought out of a deep sleep and the queen was standing over me. She told me they took my soul and had it brought to Antar where they combined it with Antarian DNA, much like they did to Isabel, Max, Michael and Tess.”

Liz nodded her understanding and hugged him again. “I don’t care how they did it – I’m just so glad that you are alive.”

~~~

Determination in his stride, Alex marched down the long corridor towards his room. Now that Liz had filled him in on all that had happened since he had slipped out of the meeting earlier, his plan seemed all the more important. He knew Max and Michael needed to be with Maria right now but, that didn’t change the fact that the woman he loved was being held captive by a madman and now, to make matters worse, he felt she was no longer even safe from physical harm. He could wait no longer. If no one else was could do anything about Isabel’s plight, then he was set on doing something alone.

Deep in thought about his mission, Alex was surprised when a human he had never seen before emerged from a room nearby.

“Excuse me.” Jesse hesitated for a moment while the Antarian turned towards him. “I have been asking about my wife and I can’t seem to get any answers.”

Although he knew the answer before he asked, he still spoke the question. “And who, may I ask, is your wife?”

“Isabel.” When the Antarian they called Rand didn’t answer he tried again. “Vilandra.”

Alex knew this day would come and now, for the good of Isabel, he buried any feelings he might have for the man who had taken his place at Isabel's side. “She is being held at the Royal Estates, now Emperor Khivar’s Castle.”

Concern washed over Jesse’s face. “We need to rescue her!!”

Alex shook his head. “We?”

Jesse stood firm. “She is my wife. I have a right to be involved in any rescue attempt.”

“You are human.” Alex pointed out.

‘Does every alien think that humans are beneath them?’ Jesse asked himself before answering. “I don’t care. I can’t stay here and do nothing. I want to go with you.”

“You are not trained for it. If you went with me, failure would be assured.”

Jesse considered that for a moment, but remained unconvinced. “Something has to be done. Max and Michael are busy with Maria so you are the only one available to do anything. You either take me or I will follow you. I would think it would be better if we worked together.”

Alex nodded only to pacify the man.

Jesse smiled smugly and turned towards the door to his room. “Let me close up before we go.”

Alex reached over and pressed his hand lightly on the back of the man’s head. Jesse’s eyes rolled back as he slumped to the ground.

Alex quickly looked up and down the hall, and then pulled the unconscious man into his room. As he walked out the door he turned back and looked at him. “You sleep now. When you awake, Isabel will be back in your arms,” Alex winced a bit, “where she belongs.”

~~~

The sudden stop woke Isabel from her nap. She looked up to find Khivar already jumping out of the carriage. She straightened herself a bit, getting her bearings, before standing to exit the coach. Instead of acting the complete gentleman as he had the last few times they stopped, Khivar walked away from the door leaving Isabel to jump down on her own.

She watched as Khivar walked over to the guards that stood at attention. “You will take the prisoner to her cell until I decide what to do with her!” He bellowed with anger.

Isabel felt a shiver run up and down her spine. Khivar had never called her a prisoner nor her room a cell. She wanted to ask what the hell was going on but, one look at his face and she realized that it was best for her to keep her mouth shut.

A guard held out his hand politely but, as Isabel went to take it Khivar barked once again. “No need to be so gentile. She is not Vilandra anymore.”

Isabel jumped at the venom in his words. “Khivar?”

Khivar turned towards Isabel and grabbed her face angrily. “You will be silent or I will kill you where you stand! The only reason you still live is because that family of yours still believes that you are their long lost daughter.” He laughed sardonically. “They will soon realize their mistake.”

Khivar turned and walked into the castle, leaving Isabel to the guards as they took her to her room.

~~~

Alex was finishing up packing his gear when a servant entered his room.

“Sir.” The man began. “One of the humans has gone off on his own.”

Although he knew the answer, Alex asked anyway. “Which one?”

“The tall, darker one. The one who claims to be wed to the princess.”

Kicking himself for not incapacitating Jesse more thoroughly, Alex picked up his gear and headed for the door. But then as an afterthought he turned back to the servant. “Do not bother anyone else about this.” He ordered. “I will take care of it.”

The servant nodded as Alex stormed out. Now he not only had to save the woman he loved but, the man whom she had made her life with.
~~~
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Thanks everyone for your feedback – You know I LOVE it!!!! And thanks so much to everyone who is reading too. :D

I want to thank Zen who is so patient with me (no matter how many times I send her revisions) and fixes my numerous mistakes! Thanks Zen!!!

Also BelevnDreamsToo got to read a portion of this and made a suggestion that I took – so the second scene is for her. If you like it - thank her – if not - blame her. :twisted:

And as always . . . Kiss My Ass Pooh Goddess!!!

I had some time waiting for my beta so I wrote fb to your fb again.

tequathisy - ahhh yes the only our candy couple is happy but that’s bound to change – at least someday (now does that mean M/M will have misery or the others will be happy) :wink:
frenchkiss70 – and this update came LESS than 3 weeks – it’s like I’m on a roll. (Well cross your fingers at least)
Alma – punish Max – huh? Not yet but then this part was getting to long for me to handle
Truelovepooh :D – TYPO – you are too funny. BTW – Need to talk to you soon.
cherie – Thanks so much for loving my story I promise to try and fix everything :?
Ellie – you have to thank my wonderful beta for the Alex/Liz reunion – I was gonna take it out and she made me keep it
IAmLongTimeFan – that’s alright – I’ll forgive you for not leaving FB (at least once) :wink: – and leaving Liz in the dark – that does suck – huh?
nibbles2 – thanks for agreeing that Liz needed to go – I thought so too - and Alex - poor Alex
trulov – I really appreciate the excitement and Liz and Max will talk or something soon – I promise
Timelord31 – you know I say that every time I get fb . . . "COOL FEEDBACK"
begonia9508 – Maria has Michael so she should be alright and Alex is a hybrid, just the opposite of our beloved aliens (I hope that makes sense.)
aurorasky – I was just as surprised as everyone about my speedy (ok speedy compared to the last few months) update
BelevnDreamsToo – you know every time you fb you make me smile – soooo I think I’m really close to 2 weeks – not too shabby – oh yeah – check above – I mentioned you
icequeen – I didn’t understand your question on Liz and Antar – but yeah she was there but doesn’t remember it because Max is keeping it from her - or were you talking about something Liz said? I'm pretty tired so maybe I'm just confused. Thanks for the fb though!!!
g7silvers Jesse – yes – he's not too smart but I think some of that might be explained soon
Ella1022 – hopefully Maria will meet Alex again – :? we will have to keep our fingers crossed – btw – a few of us still go into chat – you should drop by some night
mareli – maybe I should take a poll on who Isabel should end up with – lol
Alien614 – ballistic – hehe – I haven’t written a good fight lately – I think I should :wink:

THANKS AGAIN!!!


And here we go . . .

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Part 32

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After studying the map that he had stolen from the queen’s residence, Jesse yanked his cloak back over his head. Praying that he was deciphering the alien symbols correctly, he turned down a small obscure road that was paved with rock that looked like marble. He ignored most of the odd looking vegetation that grew up over the road; instead he kept a watchful eye out for any aliens he might encounter.

“They aren’t the aliens here, Jesse, you are.” He mumbled to himself. Being concerned only with finding Isabel, he hadn’t thought of the dangers that might await him on this part of his journey. What would these people do if they encountered an alien? Would they be like Earthlings and want to imprison him and study him or would they just kill him without question? He looked down the seemingly deserted road and then pulled his cloak closer to him, hoping no one would look too closely at his features.

It had seemed like hours since he left the relative safety of the residence but still he plodded on. “What the hell were you thinking?” He asked himself out loud. But he knew the answer. He had thought of the last six plus years. How he had spent them letting aliens dictate what he could do and where he could go. When yet another tried to decide his fate it had been the last straw. Isabel was his wife, the woman he loved, and no one, not Max, not some random alien, not even Isabel herself was going to stop him from doing everything in his power to see that she was safe. Maybe his thinking had not been rational but he didn’t give a damn. Isabel was being held by someone they all, humans and aliens alike, feared. Why would they just leave her with him? How was that rational?

Noticing two Antarians walking towards him, Jesse hurriedly stepped into the brush and ducked down, hoping to obscure his position. Immediately he felt a sharp pang in his side and looked down. The bush he had chosen for a hiding place had very mean looking leaves, like a dagger. They were very sharp, sharp enough to break his skin. “Shit.” He said a little too loud. Carefully, he peeked over the bush and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the Antarians too far away to hear him. A shiver of fear ran up his spine but he ignored it staying as still as possible hoping that he wouldn’t be discovered.

A few minutes later, Jesse held his breath and willed them to pass. He watched and listened but, although they seemed to be holding a conversation, neither spoke. ‘It must be some kind of telepathy.’ He thought, starting to relax a bit as they passed.

He waited a few more moments and then cautiously stuck his head out just in time to see a hand of one of the two Antarians complete a sharp blow to his head. Dizzily he fell backwards and all went black.

~~~

Max and Michael nodded their thanks to the servant who just handed them both a cup of tea. Michael took a sip then stretched his back and rubbed his eyes. With the help of the Orralat, Maria had been able to doze the past few hours. Michael was adamant about sitting by her side through it all.

It was only after Maria had fallen asleep again that the doctor, Sebona, and Max insisted he needed a break. He'd decided that a walk down the hall to stretch his legs might do him some good. Now back at Maria’s door and feeling refreshed a bit, Michael knew it had been a good idea.

Max stood trying to focus on Michael, but his mind kept wandering as he glanced up and down the corridor searching for any sign of Liz. At first, he had just been relieved to be away from the commotion of birthing babies but now, he realized he had also hoped to catch a glimpse of the woman he loved.

Silently, Max berated himself for his thoughts, knowing his concentration should be on Maria and Michael. He knew if he were going to stay true to his goal, he should avoid Liz at all costs. But now that she was here on Antar, he had doubts that he would be able to keep the promise he had made to himself — to save her from anymore pain. Checking once more on the still empty hallway, Max forced his full attention back to Michael. ”Are you doing ok?”

Michael nodded. “Just tired.” He took a long drink. “Do babies always take so long?”

Max shrugged.

“Look Max, thanks for staying. I feel better . . . “ His sentence was cut short by a loud cry from the other side of the door.

Maria had woke from a restless nap with fear surging through her. “The baby!” She yelled. “What’s wrong with the baby!?!” Scanning the room as best she could she continued her hysterics. “Michael? Where is Michael!?!”

In a panic, Michael shoved the drink at Max and ran into the room with Max on his heels. “I’m right here. What’s the matter?” He said as he came to her side and took her hand in his.

With fear in her eyes, Maria looked up at him. “I can’t feel the baby Michael! Something's wrong!!”

Trying to be reassuring, but at the same time staring at Sebona questioning, Michael answered. “Nothing's wrong sweetheart. The baby is fine.”

Sebona made her way to Maria’s other side and rubbed her arm soothingly. “Your child is fine my lady. At this moment he is doing his duty, struggling to come into the world.”

Unconvinced, Maria shook her head. “There’s no pain! I should feel pain!” She looked back towards Michael. “You should hear my mom talk about giving birth. She always use to tell me how terrible it was; how I should stay away from men until I was damn sure I wanted to experience the pain!”

Michael laughed remembering how Amy use to get when she thought Maria was following in her footsteps.

Maria was not amused. “Don’t you dare laugh at me, Michael Guerin!”

Immediately the laughter left Michael’s face. “I wasn’t. I was . . .”

“Yes you were! My God, our baby’s in trouble — something is wrong and you’re laughing!”

Unaccustomed to anyone speaking to a royal that way, Sebona was stunned into silence for a few moments. When she recovered she tried to explain. “The Orralat,” she motioned towards the man who stood at the head of Maria’s bed, “is pulling the pain from you into him. That is why you do not feel any unpleasantness.”

“No you’re wrong!” Maria yelled as she shook her head violently, “There is something wrong with my baby!”

Sebona nodded to the man and he drew his hand from Maria’s face, instantly allowing the pain to surge through her.

Maria’s face twisted and her eyes watered. “OH GOD!!!” She said as she dug her fingernails into Michael’s hand. “It hurts, it hurts! PLEASE make it stop!”

Motioning to the man to continue, Sebona rubbed Maria’s shoulder gently. “See, everything is just as it should be.”

With the Orralat back in position, the pain was once again subsiding. Maria took a long, deep breath and tried to turn her head towards the man behind her. “Thank you.”

“It is my pleasure, my lady.” The man whispered.

Sebona smiled down at her. “This way, without pain, is much better.”

Maria nodded her agreement as she looked over at Sebona. “You Antarians are a lot different then Earthlings. On Earth a man could never deal with so much pain?”

Laughing, Sebona whispered into Maria’s ear. “He has the soul of a woman.”

~~~

Jesse was brought back to consciousness by a sturdy slap to his face. Bringing his hand to his sore head, Jesse forced himself to sit up. “What the hell?”

“Get up.” Alex said forcefully. “We can’t stay here.”

Seeing the alien again, Jesse’s resentment started to build once more. “What are you doing here?”

Alex ignored his question, reaching down to help him up, but Jesse pushed his hand away. “I can do it,” he said as he started to stand but, still dizzy from the beating he received, he fell back down. Alex rolled his eyes and reached again. This time, Jesse angrily took his hand.

Alex turned to walk into a wooded area on the side of the road, expecting Jesse to follow. But instead Jesse stayed firmly planted next to the road. Exasperated, Alex turned back towards the human. “That road is not safe.”

Jesse shrugged off the warning and looked the alien in the eyes. “Well, I am going to find my wife or die trying.”

“If you stay on that road I can promise you that you will die trying.” When Jesse didn’t move, Alex took a deep breath. “Fine. I will take you with me as I try to rescue the princess, but you will follow my orders and I am not responsible if anything happens to you.”

Feeling as if he had won a major battle, Jesse nodded his agreement.

~~~

Both Michael and Maria were finally calm. Michael was sitting at her side, holding her hand and whispering lovingly in her ear. Max stood in the corner of the room feeling useless. He knew he was there for Michael but he also realized that he was not needed. Sebona and her helpers had everything under control

Watching the couple made Max’s heart ache. He saw in them what he craved, but would never have. If he could only cherish Liz the way Michael cherished Maria, the way Liz deserved to be cherished. But he knew it was not to be. He had a feeling that Liz, if given the choice, would choose him. She would choose to sacrifice everything, her friends, her family, her home, and even her dignity for him. But he would not give her that choice, he would not ask for any more sacrifices from her. He loved her too much for that.

Michael pulled Maria’s hand to his lips and kissed it softly. Unable to watch what he could not have, Max turned his head and stared at a painting on the wall.

Sebona put her hand on Maria’s contracting stomach then looked at her helper. “It is almost time.”

The helper, Esa, found her way to the end of the bed and nodded towards Sebona.

Sebona looked at Maria. “The Orralat will ease off just enough for you to feel the desire to push. When that happens, push with all you possess, and in a few moments your child will be in your arms.”

Ready to meet her child but still a little scared Maria looked into Michael’s eyes for strength, then nodded her understanding to Sebona.

Sebona signaled to the man who had helped Maria with her pain and almost immediately Maria felt the need to push. The man still had his hand on her face so the discomfort was minimal but she still squeezed Michael’s hand as he urged her on. After bearing down just a few times, Maria felt the pressure ease and then heard her baby cry.

“Praise be, you have a healthy son.” Sebona sang as she took the child from Esa and placed it in Maria’s arms.

“Praise be.” The two other Antarian’s mimicked.

Michael had tears of joy and relief in his eyes as he leaned over and kissed Maria’s forehead. “He's beautiful. I love you.”

Consumed with love, Maria looked up at him and then back down into the eyes of the beautiful baby boy she had almost lost and joined in the chorus. “Praise be.”

Max smiled at the happy couple now entranced by their new baby and knew this was his opportunity to make his exit. He walked over to Michael and patted him on the back. He made a comment to Maria about how beautiful her baby was and quickly walked towards the door.

“Where is Liz?” Maria asked just as he got to the door.

Max stopped to answer. “She’s across the hall. Would you like me to send her over here?”

Sebona spoke up. “Not just yet, sire. We must get our new mother and her child cleaned and prepared before they receive any visitors.”

Maria started to disagree, but then decided that Sebona was right.

Max smiled over at Maria reassuringly. “I will send her over in a little while.”

“Thank you.” Maria answered as Max walked out of the room.

~~~

Hours later, Jesse walked along with the Antarian, wondering how long the two of them could continue on this quest together and not speak to each other. He would have tried to make small talk with anyone else but something told him that this alien didn’t want to talk to him and he thought it better not to push his luck.

He looked up at the bright sky and cursed the suns that hung overhead. How could anyone tell what time of day it was when it was always light?

Alex seemed to read Jesse’s mind. “It is near dusk.” He pointed to one of the suns. “See how the greatest star is lower and the sky is almost lavender, it will be below the horizon soon and the smaller star will begin to lower itself in the sky. At that point the sky will only have muted light in it much like Earth’s white nights.”

Jesse nodded his head. He had never been far enough north to experience a white night but he had seen film of it. It always seemed as if there was an eerie calm to it and that was what he was beginning to feel now.

“We will have to stop soon.”

“There will still be light.” Jesse argued. “We can continue.”

Alex shook his head. “You need to rest and since I had to leave so quickly,” he looked up at Jesse making sure he understood that it was his fault, “I must have time to finish my plans.”

Realizing that the alien was right, Jesse continued to walk passively behind him, eventually losing himself in his thoughts. Knowing that this alien had saved him from his earlier attackers and also realizing that he had the power to make sure Jesse wouldn’t have followed, his resentment began to fade. Finally Jesse overcame his uneasiness about talking to the man and asked, “What is your name?”

Alex considered the question for a moment before he answered. “Rand. My name is Rand.”

Jesse walked a few more feet, and then stopped. When Alex turned, Jesse looked firmly into the man’s eyes. “Thank you Rand.”

~~~

Max lifted his hand to knock as he had done umpteen times before, but then he dropped it. Running his fingers through his hair, he laughed sardonically, thinking of all the people he had frightened, all the battles he had fought — one hateful look from Liz shouldn’t bother him.

“Get a grip Max, you’re just tired.” He mumbled dismissing his reluctance. He forced himself to lift his hand once again, this time making contact with the door.

~~~
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Hi there all . . . I am so sorry this part took so long (I kept changing it and this Christmas season seems to be way too hectic for me). Now then – this part is a little shorter and it is all one scene but I wanted to post it anyway because I don’t know when I will be able to write more (I will try to write more soon) and you all are so wonderful about waiting that I wanted to get you all something. (I’m tired – does that make sense?) Plus I keep changing it the more I look at it . . . if I post it has to stay. :lol: Actually as we get closer to the end a lot of the parts may be just one big scene like this one. So if you are a fan of a different couple . . . don’t worry . . . your time will come. :wink:

Thanks so much for all the feedback!!! You all are so great!!! (I don’t have a lot of time to answer individually this week but I will try next time . . . I promise).

I also want to thank everyone who came to the Author’s chat. It was a lot of fun!!! You all really ROCK!!!

Thanks to Zen as always for her help on this part and Pooh . . .kiss my ass darling!!!

Hugs and all that, :wink:

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And here we go again . . .


Part 33

When the door didn’t open right away, Max thought about turning around, leaving and telling one of the many minions to go tell Liz about the new baby. But he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Even if he couldn’t put his arms around her and touch her, hold her like he wanted, he still wanted — maybe even needed — to see her; to look into her eyes and assure himself that what he saw earlier was nothing more then a figment of his imagination. Maybe he only saw what he believed to be true not what was actually true. It wasn’t as if that hadn’t happened before. He reached towards the door once more.

Hearing the second knock, Liz shot up. “What the…” She swung her feet over the side of the bed and tried to shake the fog of sleep from her mind. Looking around the room, she remembered where she was. Antar . . . she was on Antar . . . Maria . . . Maria was having a baby. She had fallen asleep. Shaking her hair out of her face she jumped off the bed and ran to the door.

On the other side of the door Max argued out loud with himself. “It would be better if you just left, Max. It doesn’t matter if what you saw is the truth or not, in fact, it is probably better if it was. Liz would probably have an easier time moving on that way."

As she reached for the handle she paused, sensing that Max was the one on the other side of the door. This caused feelings of pain and fear. Not that she was scared of him but, she didn’t want to see him — he had made his decision and now they both had to live with it. If she opened that door and looked into his eyes she might see something that she would interpret as love and that would give her hope, hope that he would only crush again.

The only protection she could find from that thinking was anger but now, needing to know what was happening with Maria, she pushed it to the back of her mind. Max would tell her what was going on and leave and that would be that.

Almost convinced that he needed to leave, he took a small step back and turned only to hear the door creak open behind him.

As she opened the door, she saw him starting to walk away. Part of her wanted to let him go, but her concern about Maria and the baby caused her to stop him. “Max?”

He froze when he heard her voice. ‘I suppose this is fate’s decision,’ he thought. Taking a deep breath he ran his hand once more through his hair as he turned towards her.

Disheveled and beautiful, Liz stood before him keeping her eyes level. “Maria? The baby? Are they alright?” She asked with a tinge of coldness.

Max frowned at the tone of her voice but didn’t say anything. He nodded his head. “She had a boy less then a half hour ago. They're both fine. She asked for you but, she needs some time so you are supposed to wait for a while before going in to see her.”

Still staring at his chest, Liz nodded and forced out a thank you. Wanting to get away from him as soon as she could, she started to shut the door.

Without thought, Max pressed his hand against the door to prevent it from closing. “Liz?” What he wanted to say next was ‘Look at me dammit!’ but instead he just asked, “Can we talk?”

Trying to be patient, he waited for what seemed to be an eternity for her to answer — to nod her head — something. And hell, she still wouldn’t even look into his eyes. He didn’t know why that mattered so much to him – this brief encounter had convinced him that what he saw earlier had indeed been the truth – but it did matter. As she stood relatively still, he could see the anger now rising in her face.

Liz took a deep breath. Her first reaction to his question had been to tell him no . . . to insist that he leave. But anger . . . anger that should have been resolved over the years all came to a head at that moment.

Clearing her throat, she finally gave Max what he wanted and looked directly into his eyes. Eyes that had always caused her to swoon, eyes she had always sought for strength, comfort, security and love but at this moment those were all gone and so was the effect. “What do you want to talk about, Max?” Barely pausing, she really didn’t give him a chance to answer. “I know, we could talk about how you wouldn’t believe me when I told you that Alex was murdered; how you tried to control me and everyone else during the weeks that followed!” Hearing her voice rise she almost reined in her fury but at this point she just didn’t give a damn. “How you fucked a murderous bitch!!!”

“Dammit . . .” Max groaned.

Not about to let him interrupt her rant, Liz cut him off. “Or would you rather talk about something more recent!?!” Liz stood on her tiptoes and leaned towards him in a confrontational manner. She could see the frustration in his face, the beginning of anger in his eyes. But she wasn’t about to back down, not now . . . not anymore. “Let’s discuss how you gave up on me when I went missing!?! How you believed I did the unthinkable!!! Then how you proceeded to blame ME for everything you did wrong in your pathetic alien life!!!”

Max tightened his fists, trying hard not to explode. He knew eventually this moment would come, but why now . . . when they were both so exhausted, so emotional? Of course he realized on some level that their mind set was exactly the reason it had come now, but understanding that did not stop the rage that was building.

“If none of those topics appeal to you we could talk about how you have kept everything from me, including my life, under some stupid guise of protecting me! How you have treated me, as well as everyone else, like second-class citizens! Let’s talk about how you left Maria and her unborn child on Earth to die! How you spend the last few months pretending to still love me only to take off without a second thought to my feelings, then giving Serena orders to destroy the granolith so you didn’t have to deal with the nuisance of me finding you!!!”

Taking a deep breath, Liz opened her mouth to continue, but Max had heard enough. He was going to have his say.

“So that’s it?” He began trying to keep his voice level. “It’s not about any of my mistakes. It’s all about how I left you!”

Liz started to slam the door in his face, but Max stepped between the door and the frame.

“We are not finished!” He growled.

”The hell we aren’t! We are completely finished!” She yelled, trying with all her might to close the door in his face. “I loved you . . . you didn’t love me . . . so now it’s over.”

He tried to stop himself but his thoughts just tumbled out. “You didn’t love me first!”

Liz jerked her head back in surprise. “What the hell kind of argument is that?”

“You’re the one who pretended to sleep with Kyle . . . you’re the one who left first.”

“You should have believed in me!”

Max laughed sarcastically. “What . . . like you did!?! You couldn’t believe in me or our love enough to tell me about what was happening!!! That was YOUR choice and you can’t blame anyone but yourself for it!”

Liz let go of the door and pointed at him. “You asked me to do it!!!”

Feeling the urge to strangle her, Max willed his arms to his side. “I never asked you any such thing!!! I begged you to tell me the truth!!! BUT, NO…! Over and over again you just lied to my face!!!” For her sake, Max took a step back, trying to put a safe distance between them.

Liz shook her head violently. “It was you Max! It was your face, your eyes, YOU!!! You asked me to do it!!! So don’t tell me I didn’t love you. I loved you . . . I loved you enough . . .”

“. . . to lie!” He finished. “And now you are mad because . . . why? Because I didn’t crawl into a hole and hope that you would someday realize the error of your ways and come back to me to proclaim your undying love!?!”

“No I wouldn’t have wanted that, but you didn’t have to give up on love!” She saw the smirk on his face as she said that but she ignored it. “You didn’t have to turn away from your family, your friends, your humanity! You didn’t have to become a monster!”

Surging with anger, Max grabbed her arms and shook her. “But I did! Everything you are saying is the truth . . . I gave up on you . . . I gave up on love . . . I gave up on humanity! I am everything you hate! I admit it! I am the monster!

“Let go of me!” She screamed as she tried to pull away. Realizing that his grip was too tight, she turned her head from him as she fought back tears of anger and frustration.

“LOOK AT ME!!!” He yelled as he grabbed her chin and turned her eyes back towards him. “Would you like to see it Liz!?! Everything!!! All the sins I’ve committed!?! All the pain I’ve caused!?! Do you want to relive the horror that you endured!?! Do you want to see how knowing and loving me has caused you NOTHING but pain!?!” He moved his hands to the sides of her face, preparing to connect with her . . . to show her once and for all the true face of the monster . . . the monster she was better off without.
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Ellie - your fb is great!!! I'm so happy for you and J!!! :lol: Thanks for saying so icequeen. :D

I know I said it on my last post but I wanted to say it one more time . . .

THANK YOU!!!
Thanks for reading, for feedbacking and for voting for me. You all are soooo WONDERFUL!!! :D

Now for this next part I have a few dedications . . .

The first scene is dedicated to all of you who are in love with Alden. :lol:

And the Michael and Maria scene is dedicated to everyone who came to my author's chat. :wink:

Also . . . a big THANKS to Zen who got this back so quickly and as always did a wonderful job.

Came back for a second because I forgot :oops: Kiss My Ass Pooh!!! :wink:

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Extra Disclaimer: Still of the Night written by David Coverdale & John Sykes preformed by Whitesnake

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Once again . . .

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Part 34

Hours had gone by but Alden, Serena and Jim still sat waiting in the granolith chamber.

“How long are we gonna wait here?” Alden asked as he took a swig of his beer.

Serena looked across the granolith chamber at Jim’s pain stricken face. “He lost his son. What do you want me to do? Tell him to go to bed and all will seem better in the morning.”

Alden shrugged. “Sounds like a good idea to me. Some of us don’t have forever to sit around and wait.”

“And what the hell do you have to do that is so damn important?” Serena asked accusingly.

“What? I’m just saying we did what we set out to do here. Your insane alien friends are all on their planet or wherever.”

She knew Alden was just bored and tired of sitting on the hard floor, staring at the space where the granolith had once been, but she was still annoyed. “Sometimes you are so damn insensitive.”

“I know.” Alden admitted as he lifted his beer once more, and looked over at Jim. “I’m just ready to go home…”

“Well no one is stopping you.” Serena said cutting him off.

Alden rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right.”

“Fuck you.”

“You too.” Alden said smiling. “You want a beer?”

Serena shook her head while noticing Jim getting up from his place on the floor. He walked over to where they sat and looked down with bloodshot eyes. “Look, I’m going to go find a place to sleep.” He looked over at where the granolith had been once more. “I suppose if they come back soon they will know where to find us.”

Serena nodded her head in agreement as Alden pushed himself up.

”Do you really think they’re alright?” Jim asked again as he had over and over during the past few hours.

“I really do.” Serena answered looking Jim in the eyes. “Go, get some sleep. If they come back you will know.”

Jim forced a smile and nodded then walked from the room.

Alden reached down to pull Serena off the floor. “They are fine. Max, Michael and Ava will take care of them.”

“I know they will.” Serena sighed. “As long as they all ended up in the same place and time.”

“Ser . . . you worry too much.” Alden tried to reassure her. “I’m sure they did.”

“I hope so.” She said as she stared at the granolith’s empty space once again before turning towards Alden. “Want to go for a drive?”

“What?” Alden asked surprised.

Serena shrugged. “There’s 2000 pounds of American muscle outside and I want to drive it. Plus, I need to get the rest of the money. No need to keep any extra people around.”

“What the hell does the money matter? They can talk all they want. If some government goons come snooping they will just think this is just another crazy cult’s compound or something.”

Serena put her hands on her hips. “I promised.”

Rolling his eyes, Alden reached for the few beers that were left. “Whatever, but I’m not driving.”

Laughing, Serena agreed. “That was never in question.”

An hour later they were speeding down the dark and deserted road to Roswell in Max’s Chevelle listening to music.

In the Still of the Night
I hear the wolf howl, honey
Sniffing around your door
In the Still of the Night
I feel my heart beating heavy
Telling me I gotta have more

In the shadow of night
I see the full moon rise
Telling me what¹s in store
My heart start aching
My body start a shaking
An¹ I can¹t take no more

Now I just wanna get close to you
An¹ taste your love so sweet
An¹ I just wanna make love to you
Feel your body heat

In the Still of the Night
In the Still of the Night

In the heat of the day
I hang my head down low
An¹ hide my face from the sun
Thru the light of the day
Until the evening time
I¹m waiting for the night to come

In the Still of the Night
In the cool moonlight
I feel heart is aching
In the Still of the Night

In the Still of the Night
I hear the wolf howl, honey
Sniffing around your door
In the Still of the Night
I feel my heart beating heavy
Telling me I gotta have more

Now I just wanna get close to you
An¹ taste your love so sweet
An¹ I just wanna make love to you
Feel your body heat

In the Still of the Night


As the music stopped Alden looked over at the speedometer and raised an eyebrow.

”What!?!” Serena asked pretending to be annoyed.

“146? Kind of fast, don’t you think?”

“Screw you!”

Alden laughed as he reached into a sack to grab another beer. “We have a few hours until daylight and we can’t do anything until then so let’s stop and look at the stars.”

Serena looked over at his beer supply. “You only have one beer left.”

“I will try to survive.” He said, winking at her. “Can’t get any ‘til the stores open anyway.”

Nodding, Serena pulled the car over into the desert.

Alden made a big production of jumping out of the car and kissing the sand at his feet, only to get some in his mouth.

Serena laughed as he spit and sputtered, trying to wash it out with another swig of his beer. “Serves your ass right.” She said, getting out of the car.

Alden tried to pretend a stern look but instead smiled. It had been a while since he had seen Serena really laugh and a little taste of sand was a small price to pay to see her eyes smile again. Maybe because her smile was so infectious, maybe because the tension had been so unbearable these last few months, or maybe because he had always loved her, he was suddenly struck with a desire to kiss her.

Almost as quickly as it appeared the smile disappeared and Serena made her way around the back of the car and jumped up on the trunk.

Silently, Alden walked back over to the car and sat down next to her trying to quell the feelings that were intensifying in him.

They sat in silence for a while until finally Serena looked over at Alden. “I don’t know how much longer I can stay.”

Understanding, Alden nodded his head. Serena was never one to stay in one place for very long. Sure, she had always had the house in New Orleans . . . he winced thinking that now the one stable thing in her life was gone . . . but even if that was her home she would still go through restless periods where she had to just disappear, go somewhere new. That was something that Max hadn’t understood when he had taken her. Because it was that time for her, he had actually done her a favor. And now, even with her concern for her new friends, that desire was beginning to return.

Saddened at the realization, Alden looked over at her. He hated to think that she would disappear from his life once again and who knew when she would return. He watched as she looked wide eyed at the stars, knowing that she wished she were with her new friends, galaxies away from here on a new adventure.

That awareness did nothing to help his situation. As he turned towards her just in time to see her wet her lips, he wanted to be with her that much more. Convinced that he needed to get his desires under control, Alden jumped off the car and took a few steps away from her, praying that would help.

Oblivious, Serena asked, “What’s wrong?”

Alden didn’t turn to look at her right away. Instead he shook his hair out of his face and looked up once again at the stars. “I wonder if we can see their planet from here.”

Serena knew his musing was just a tactic to avoid her question but she was never one to get distracted. “Alden,” she said forcefully, “what’s the matter?”

Taking another swig of his beer, he turned to look at her. That was when time stopped as he studied her in the moonlight. Did she know how beautiful she was? He doubted it. God, he had to stop thinking this way.

Interrupting his thoughts, Serena asked again, “What?”

Overcome by an urgency he knew was wrong, Alden threw his beer down and quickly closed the distance between them. Grabbing her by the nape of her neck, he pulled her roughly to him and engulfed her mouth with his.

Feeling his desire, she fell quickly into the kiss, letting her tongue reach his. Caught up in the passion, she wrapped her arms around his waist and her legs around his thighs pulling him greedily towards her.

Wanting to savor this moment, Alden forced himself to slow down. The kiss becoming less intense and more sensual, Alden reached up and began to unbutton her blouse. That was when Serena’s senses began to return and she pulled her body, ever so slightly, away from his. As he continued to unbutton her blouse, she looked thoughtfully into his eyes and brushed a tendril of hair from his face.

He smiled down at her, but when she didn’t respond in kind the smiled disappeared and he asked, “What?”

Serena wanted this and she knew he did too, but a nagging fear caused her to stop. She didn’t want him to deal with the guilt once it was over. “This could get complicated.”

“So?” Alden challenged.

Looking at the ground though the space that was now between them she mumbled, “You hate complicated.”

Alden smiled as moved his mouth to her ear and whispered, “You Sera, are the only person in the world that I would knowingly complicate my life for.” He kissed her softly behind her ear and then pulled away to look into her eyes. He saw in them the allure of complete surrender. Only love would have given him more joy.

~~~

Just before Jesse heard the high pitched screech Alex yelled, “HIDE!!!”

Jesse followed Rand into some bushes. They stunk but at least they didn’t have sharp leaves. He looked over at Rand who placed his hand on Jesse while motioning him to be as still and quiet as possible. A small shock went through Jesse’s body making him fight to stay silent but he did. A few moments Jesse looked up to see a small silver disk shaped craft zoom overhead. He looked over at Rand, questioning with his eyes.

Alex shook his head, waiting. But Jesse didn’t know what he was waiting for – the craft and the noise had both disappeared. After a few tense minutes, Alex stood cautiously and looked around while Jesse stayed in his hiding place. Finally Alex reached down to Jesse to help him up, then explained. “They are,” he paused for a moment, trying to find the right translation, “kind of like manned satellites. Although they are more advanced then the satellites on earth, they combine thermal and magnetic resonance imaging to scan for threats. They also have an advanced Electro encephalogram on board that can detect brain waves and patterns.”

Nodding, Jesse looked down at Rand’s hand still resting on him.

Letting go Alex explained the action. “I was attempting to lower your visibility.”

“What if they found us?” Jesse questioned, knowing he probably didn’t want to know the answer.

Alex answered nonchalantly. “They would kill us.”

“Oh.”

Looking over at a very pale Jesse, Alex wondered if Isabel’s husband could handle what might lie ahead. “Are you alright?”

Jesse nodded and Alex pointed towards a wall a few hundred feet in front of them. “That is the wall to the royal city. We will have to stop here and wait until nightfall to execute our plan.”

~~~

From her window, Isabel looked towards the wall of the city feeling a desire to be beyond it, feeling that there, love waited. She lifted her hand to her now swollen face and dreamed of childhood fairytales of a knight coming to her rescue but then she remembered her latest encounter with Khivar.

He had opened the door to her room and closed the distance between them in an instant. The menacing look in his eyes should have told her to be afraid but up until that moment he had only been the most gracious of captors. She hadn’t even cowered when he lifted his hand to strike.

With the force of the blow, she had fallen to the floor where she stayed as he told her of his plans.

”You are no longer my Vilandra.” He had said. “You have let your human side prevail. A sin the Antarian Empire cannot condone. You will be tried and when you are found guilty you will be put to death.”


He then walked away, leaving her to dream of being saved by a valiant prince on a white steed. Dreams which seemed to fade with each passing moment as she wondered if any knight or prince could prevail against her ruthless captor. She stopped her childish fantasies and looked around the room, searching for ideas. If a hero was not coming then she must find a way to escape on her own.

~~~

“How about Fredrick?” Michael asked.

Maria’s head snapped up to look into Michael’s eyes. “You want me to call my son Fred?”

“It was the name of the guy who eventually found me when I was a kid. He was nice.”

“Ok fine. We will call him Michael Fredrick then.”

It was Michael's turn to disagree. “How many times to I have to say it? We are not naming him after me!”

Still in the room, cleaning up, Sebona smiled at the couple’s bickering. Realizing that parents were the same on any planet filled her with hope. Maybe Earthlings really weren’t all that different from Antarians. And maybe King Zan, even if he was part human could bring her planet back from the destruction that Khivar had caused. She finally spoke up. “Rath’s father’s name was Gloclath.

In unison the couple answered. “Um – no.”

Sebona shrugged as Michael and Maria giggled at each other.

Finally Maria rolled her eyes. This had been going on for way too long. “Let’s not name him after anyone.”

“Fine with me. He deserves his own name.”

That was something they both could agree on — their baby being unique.

“How about Adam?” Maria asked.

“Adam.” Michael repeated thoughtfully. He was the first child born between the two races, it kind of made sense, and besides there weren’t any nicknames for it. “I can live with Adam. Any ideas for a middle name?”

Maria let out a frustrated sigh. “Here we go again.”

~~~

Liz lifted her hands to his arms and tried to pull them down away from her face but Max would not give in. Instead his eyes focused on her as she twisted her head avoiding his gaze. “I said LOOK at me!”

She stopped and focused on his chest. This is what she wanted. Why was she fighting him? She took a deep breath, bracing herself for the worst then turned her eyes and glared at him defiantly.

As he looked into her eyes a wave of guilt passed over him almost causing him to tear himself away. But he didn’t – and as he focused the connection came instantly. No darkness to pass though, no walls to break down, only her, only the connection that he had thought he would do without for the rest of his life.

But the connection didn’t begin as it had in the past. He felt no love, no understanding – just anger - her anger – greedily invading his mind. He relived the past few minutes through her eyes. He saw himself as she saw him, as the monster he had always known he had become. Knowing that everything he was about to show her would serve to reinforce this belief that she had, he tried to break the connection.

As he tried to pull away, Liz felt the fear that Max now experienced. Fear that she no longer loved him and therefore would never be able to accept what he had done. Instinctively she showed him the way to the love the anger only hid. Once again, through his eyes, she experienced the day he healed her. The paralyzing fear that came over him when he realized she had been shot; how reason had left him and all he could think about was saving her life. She felt his heart race as he tried to heal her; as he begged a god he did not believe existed to bring her back. She let the flash play out knowing that he was reliving that day through her eyes.

That was when the true connection began. Max felt himself fall into the awaiting love as the memory of the day their souls had first met played out. He knew, no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to stop. It was like a drug pulling an addict from his sobriety. His mind — her mind — neither was sure which was guiding them toward their past. Small misunderstandings were sorted out causing only the best of times to swirl together into a glorious reliving of the love they had shared.

Until, like a silent intruder, the pain subtly swirled within the mix. The love was being chipped away just like it had years before when it had first happened. Liz finally felt his horror at seeing her in bed with Kyle. He'd had such great expectations for them, his dreams all wrapped up in that night only to be crushed by the scene. Tears blurred her vision as she watched him wander aimlessly around the town, finally happening on a bench in the park where he collapsed. She felt his despair as he wondered how he could go on without her. Wanting it to stop, she closed her eyes but the connection was now too strong. When she opened them once again, she looked into his now pain ridden gaze. She finally understood how Tess had wormed her way into his life. She had been the only one to listen, the only one to pretend to care. Tess had been a life raft for him, the only saving grace in a sea of desolation.

Max saw the scene differently. Watching himself make his case to her, he understood why she had done what he had asked. He could not see himself and the man he saw speaking to her as the same person, but he knew she had. What she had done, she did for him, for the friends they shared, and for both of their worlds. Even though he knew it couldn't happen, he hoped the scene would play out differently. That she would come to him and tell him the truth, that they would find another way without the pain. It was then that he realized that no matter how painful the truth would be, he could not stop. He would not do the same to her by keeping her in the dark. He would let her see it all, giving her the knowledge to make her own destiny.

They were both shocked when the scene changed. Alex died and the worst of times began. Once again he was consumed with her pain and anger. Even though these emotions were from years before, because of her loss of memory, they were still fresh in her mind. Despair consumed her as she remembered her best friend dying.

Max’s pain was so different. Liz mentally entered the coroner’s van with Max, obsessed with his need to save Alex. Not for himself but for Isabel and . . . for Liz. Guilt ridden, he already believed he had failed her, since he had, even for the briefest moment, given in to Tess. And now as he placed his hand on Alex’s mangled body she could feel his intent not to fail her again. Liz watched as he desperately searched for a connection, searched for a way in and when it didn’t come he tried, over and over again, by the sheer force of only his will, to save Alex anyway. His sorrow flowed through her as he came out of the van and walked to his awaiting friends. His horror at his worthless hand covered with Alex’s blood. He had looked to her, wanting to comfort her, begging her to forgive him but neither happened.

He had known then that it was unreasonable to expect anything more from her, but now, immersed in her emotions, he saw with clarity her pain and the numbness that had followed as she tried to escape it. He understood why she had been so driven during the following weeks to find Alex’s killer. She had wanted answers — answers that would take the blame she assigned to herself, and even to him, away. Knowing he had just reinforced her belief, he cringed as he remembered telling her that it was her fault that Alex had died.

Now was not the time to berate himself. He took control and led her into his world. A world without her.

~~~
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Post by Fred »

Hey everyone -

I've been going through some stuff - real life and all. :roll: One issue is that my mother's cancer is back and is going through chemo again. Anyway I just haven't had much time to work on this or anything. I'm so sorry but I hope and pray that she will make a full recovery and things will calm down and I'll be able to get back to this soon. I just wanted to say that I'm sooooo sorry!!! :oops: And tell you once again that I have every intention of finishing but I do understand you all being disinterested after all this time. :? Thanks so much for you patience. I love you all.

Hugs and everything,
Fred
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