Life Love and Antar (sequel) Adult M/L CC AN (2/3) [WIP]

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Title: Life Love and Antar

Rating: Pchild-15 to Adult

Couples: Max/Liz CC

Genres: Alternative Universe w/Aliens

Disclaimer: Sadly, nothing Roswell related belongs to me. So sue if you want to, but it won’t make much difference.

Summary: This is the sequel to 'So Much for Academics'. It can be found http://www.roswellfanatics.net/viewtopic.php?t=14107 . LLA picks up the morning after in the pod chamber with Max and Liz. I suggest you read the first one before reading the sequel, other wise the first few chapters will be a little confusing. This isn’t angst but it isn’t as fluffy as the first. What happens when the girls' past catches up with them? Will past decisions lead to a rocky future? Will the Royal Four and their mates be strong enough to face their enemies and still pass Trig while playing the perfect children for their parents?



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Thank-you Michelle in Yonkers for being my beta!

A/N I started writing this about a year ago at another board, I lost inspiration, and started a new story. I'm sorry for that if anyone here was reading it. I'm back now with an outline, 6 completed chapters, a beta, and a fresh mind. If you don't want to read it b/c I dropped it before, I wouldn't blame you. If you do read this, all feedback is appreciated.

Max’s POV

I wake up with the scent of Liz in my nose and the feel of her in my arms. I open my eyes and see her sleeping peacefully. I’m on my back with Liz draped over me; her head curled into my chest so all I could see was her silky hair.

I carefully slide out from beneath her and lean on my elbow. I stroke her hair as I watch her sleep. I’ve pushed the hair behind her ear so I can see her angelic face.

Angelic, meaning angel like. That’s what they called their team. It fits them. It fits her. I wonder who came up with it.

“Tess did.” Liz responded. Wait! What? How did she…I didn’t ask that out loud.

Liz giggles, “Tess said that we should be called the Angels because that’s what we’re called at school. Everyone calls us the Four Angels because that’s what the four most pretty and popular girls are called in their senior year. I’m really only apart of that group because I’m best friends with Maria, Isabel, and Tess. We’re all so tight, everyone knew that they wouldn’t have accepted it if they had voted anyone else into the fourth position.” She shrugs and looks down.

I put my hand under her chin and tilt her head up. “You are beautiful. And you’re the sweetest person I’ve every met. How anyone can not see that and like you are beyond me.”

She gives me a timid smile, “you’re my boyfriend. You have to say that, but it’s no big deal. I don’t really care what they think. I have better friends and a handsomer boyfriend than any of them will ever have.”

I laugh and lean down over to kiss her. The kiss starts to deepen and instead of letting it I pull away start a trail of kisses along her jaw, down to the back of her neck. When I get there she snaps up into a sitting position. I pull back.

“What’s wrong, Liz!?”

“Max, what time is it?!”

“I don’t know. Why?

“Because I’m supposed to meet Maria and the others at the Crashdown at 10!”

“Let me check my cell phone. It’s in the pocket of my jeans.”

I look around and find my jeans. I pull my phone off the clip and notice there is a message.

“It’s 8:45 and I’ve got a message.”

“How long does it take to get to the Crashdown from here?”

“About an hour. Get dressed and we’ll go as soon as I listen to this message.”


Liz’s POV

I nod my head and start to get ready as Max listens to his message. Suddenly I feel myself tense. I look around for the cause and I realize I’m feeling what Max is feeling. I really need to talk to him about that. I need to know if he can sense me too. That’ll have to wait until later though.

I stare at Max until he finishes the message. I’m still only dressed from the waist down. I haven’t put my shirt on yet. Max looks up at me and I see his eyes darken as they zero in on my breasts. I cross my arms of my chest shyly and ask, “What’s wrong? Who was the message from?”

He blinks a couple of times and then hands me my shirt, “We need to go. Now! That was Michael.”

I take my halter and put it back on and then turn to see Max rushing to put on his jeans.

“Max,” I call. He turns and looks at me. I wave my hand over him and all his clothes that were scattered around the pod chamber are on him.

Max looks down at himself and says, “thanks. Now lets go.”

We get outside onto the rock face and start down. I’ve got the blanket in my hands. My foot slips on a rock and I grab Max’s arm to stop myself from falling. He looks down at me and then sweeps me off my feet and carries me the rest of the way down. “There was a reason I carried you up last night. Those shoes can’t be good for climbing.”

I smack him lightly on the shoulder after he sets me down in my seat. He kisses me on the forehead and says, “Please remember that no matter what happens and what we go through I love you and I always will love you.”

I give him a weird look wondering what this is about and then stare into his eyes before answering, “of course I know that Max. I love you too.”

I try to see what this is all about through this connection we have, but I’m not feeling anything but unease from him. It’s like he is steeling himself in preparation for some great catastrophe.

I go to ask him about this, but he is already running around to the other side of the jeep and starting the engine. I get the feeling he isn’t going to tell me anything so I decide to try and call Maria for information. If he got a message from Michael then Maria must know what’s going on too.

When I retrieve my phone I see that I have a message too. I tell Max this.

“Max, I’ve got a message too.”

He looks at me and I can tell he doesn’t want me to look at my messages but I do it anyway.

It’s from Maria and she sounds borderline hysterical. I can tell she is trying hard not to cry.

“Liz? Liz! Please pick-up your phone! We’ve been attacked. The club was crawling with skins. Isabel and Tess are in tears. They think the skins have you and Max. You’ve got to call us back. Please be okay Liz!”

There are more sobs and something I can’t quiet make out before Michael gets on and says gruffly, “Get back to your hotel room now!” Then the line goes dead.

I look over at Max, but he has his eyes glued to the road.

“I’m calling Maria back!”

He nods and I dial Maria’s cell phone number.

“LIZ!” Maria shrieks as soon as she answers. I haven’t even said anything yet and she is already asking me questions in Spanish rapid-fire mode. I can’t understand a damn thing she is saying. Finally Tess takes the phone from Maria and I hear something I can understand. And it’s in English.

“Hey Liz!” Tess says in a relieved tone. “Are you and Max okay? Michael left him a message on his cell.”

“I’m fine Tess. And so is Max. We’re on our way to the hotel. We should be there in about 15 minutes at the speed Max is going. What’s going on? Is everyone okay? Maria said there were skins. Was it…Was he…”

I can’t get it out but she knows what I’m trying to ask.

“I’m so sorry Liz. He was there and he left a message for you.”

“I don’t want to hear it!” I snap at her. I’m near tears. Damn it! Why did he have to follow me? Max takes my hand, moves it to rest on his thigh, squeezes it, and rubs reassuring circles in my palm. I give him a small smile of thanks and turn my attention back to Tess. “I’m sorry Tess. Tell me when we get there. I don’t think I can handle it right now.”

Tess says she understands and tells me it’ll be all right. I want to believe her but I know in my gut it won’t.

I take a deep breath to steady my voice and say, “I love you guys. All of you.”

“We love you too Liz. We’re all here this time. He won’t win. He doesn’t have a chance.”

“What have you told the guys?”

“Nothing. We wanted to wait for you. We’re all in this together, but it involves you the most.”

“We’ll tell them when Max and I get there.”

“Okay, we love you. Bye.”

“I love you guys too. See you in a few minutes.”

I close my phone and look at Max, “When we get in there you’re going to find out a lot about me and what’s happened to me in the past year. Some of it’s going to be hard for you to hear, but I need you to promise me you won’t interrupt and you’ll let me get it out and you won’t get mad because of what I…and you just won’t get mad. Can you do that?”

“Liz if something hap…”

I cut him off, “Max just promise.”

He looks at me for a moment and I plead with him with my mind. Finally he says, “I promise you Liz that I’ll let you say what you need to say and that I won’t get mad.”

I cling to his arm trying to absorb the strength from him that I’ll need to relive this past year. Dreading the inevitable conversation.

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Chapter 2

Max’s POV

The closer we get to the hotel, the harder Liz clings to me. I don’t really mind because I can feel her fear and I’m shocked she can even walk to the elevator. It’s crippling. I hate not knowing what has her so scared. Liz looks as if she could break any minute. What the hell happened to her?

Maria opens the door to the room before we even knock. Immediately Liz is ripped from my side and dragged into the room by Maria. Tess and Isabel crowd around them, hugging Liz and asking her if she is all right.

Maria, Tess, and Isabel all look as if they’ve been through hell and back. They’re still in their clothes from last night, their make-up is smudged, tear tracks streak their faces, and their hair is a mess.

I look at Alex, Kyle, and Michael. They’re all still in their clothes from last night, too. Michael’s shirt is ripped, Alex has mascara and tearstains on his shirt, and Kyle has a nasty looking cut on his arm.

I walk over to Kyle and say, “Let me see your arm.”

He holds it out and looks me in the eye. A connection is formed as I heal the cut. I see Kyle outside of the club. Energy balls are being thrown at him. He dodges and freezes them as best he can. I see him lose his footing after pulling Tess out of the way of an attack. He lands on some glass and cuts his arm. Then I’m back in the hotel room with everyone.

I look to my second in command and ask, “Is everyone okay?” I can feel myself slipping into leader mode again. It’s scary how naturally that comes now.

Michael visibly stands up straighter and looks me in the eye. “We’re all alive. Kyle was the only one hurt in the attack.”

“What happened?” Liz spoke up in a soft voice. She sounds so fragile, but I can tell by her stance she is determined to get through this conversation so I don’t call her on it. Instead I open my arms and she walks into them. I kiss her forehead and she turns around to face Michael. I rest my chin on top of her head and signal Michael to answer her question.

“It happened right after you two left,” Michael began. “Maria and I decided to leave, too. She found Isabel and Tess and told them we were leaving. Once we were in the parking lot we were surrounded. I didn’t know who they were but Maria did. She froze for a half a second then addressed one of them. It was like she knew him.”

Michael stops and looks at Maria quizzically. She looks down and he continues.

“A minute later they’re attacking us. I realize they’re skins and start aiming for their seals. The others joined us sometime during the fight.”

“Maria called to me and told me they were being attacked by skins in the parking lot,” Tess picked up the story. “I dragged Kyle to the exit and ran into Isabel and Alex on the way. Maria had called to her, too. The four of us ran out and found them under attack. There had to be a dozen of them. Kyle put a freeze on all the humans around us and we joined the fight.”

“I can’t freeze skins—it’s like they’re immune or something,” Kyle adds, before Isabel takes up the story.

“After a few minutes we had dusted about four skins and they suddenly stopped fighting.” Isabel looks Liz in the eye before continuing. “They stopped because he ordered them to.” Isabel and Liz exchange a meaningful look. It is obvious that Liz understands who ‘he’ is. “He stepped up and handed me this letter for you.”

She picks up an off-white envelope. On it, written in large, elegant letters, is a single word: Liz. Isabel flips it over to show that the letter is still sealed with some sort of red wax stamped into the shape of a snowflake.

Liz stiffens when she sees the seal and presses her back against me as if she is trying to back away from the letter.

Isabel sets the letter back on the table out of Liz’s sight and continues, “He said ‘Send Liz my love.’ Then there was this bright light and he and the rest of the skins were gone. I’m so sorry, Liz. We didn’t get him then, but we’ll be better prepared next time. He won’t hurt you this time.”

I’m about to ask who ‘he’ is when Liz speaks again. “Let me see my letter.” Her voice is still as soft and fragile as it was before.

Liz takes a step away from me when Isabel doesn’t respond, and says in a stronger, more irritated voice, “Hand me the letter, Isabel.”

This time, Isabel picks up the envelope and hands it to Liz. Liz walks to the window, turning her back to us as she breaks the seal and pulls out the letter. The girls walk over to their guys and cling to them.

I stare intently at Liz as she reads. After a moment she drops the letter and falls to the floor sobbing. I race up to her and gather her into my arms. I stroke her hair and she cries harder.

Liz is clinging to me as though the world would end if she let go. Maybe to her at this moment, it would. I can feel her sadness, her fear, and her confusion. I can feel it as if it is my own and it tears at my heart to see her hurting this way.

I grab the letter from its place on the floor and try to read it, but weirdly it’s blank. I flip it over and try holding it up to the light before looking around the room for help.

Maria takes the piece of paper from me, skims it over, and promptly bursts into tears, as she hands it to Isabel and Tess. They both look at it and start to cry, too. Alex, Kyle, and Michael all try to console them as best as they can but they don’t have a clue what is wrong either. They all look at the paper and give me a baffled look.

“I can’t read it either,” I say. “I’m just as much in the dark as you guys. The girls seem to be the only ones who know what’s happening.”

“What is it, Isabel? What did the letter say? What does it mean?” Alex pleads desperately with his distraught girlfriend. Isabel just shakes her head, seemingly unable to speak.

“Maria?” Michael asks, but she doesn’t respond at all, except she might be crying harder. I can’t really tell.

We all look at Tess but I don’t think she notices the stares; her head is buried in Kyle’s chest.

I turn my full attention back to Liz and try my best to comfort her. I hug her tighter, stroke her hair, and whisper my love to her in her ear. After a few more minutes Liz stops crying and I feel her sag in my arms. I look to see she has passed out. I pick her up and place her in the nearest bed and crawl in after her, hugging her to me.

I vaguely hear Alex suggest that they all go to sleep, too, because we’ve had a long, exhausting 24 hours. I have no idea if the others agreed; I only have one thought before I fall asleep.

What the hell is going on?

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Chapter Three

Max’s POV

I wake up when I feel her leave the room and shut the door behind her to go into the main area. The hotel suite has a main room with a kitchenette when you first walk in and then a bedroom on each side. I’m laying in the one on the left. There are 2 beds in this room and when I look at the other I see Michael asleep. Maria must be up already.

I think back to last night and how devastated Liz and the girls were and I have to wonder what happened. These are strong women. What could get them so upset, so scared? And what was Liz going to have to tell us that might make me mad? She never got a chance to.

There is only one way to find out. I have to ask her.

I walk out into the main room to find all four of them sitting around the coffee table on the sofa and floor drinking coffee. I think they must be communicating telepathically again because I can’t hear anything, but they are obviously conversing about something. They’re all cleaned up and in pajamas looking beautiful again. I look at Liz and see that she is in a pair of drawstring pants and a tank top. She must have changed into them before she left the room. There is no evidence on any of their faces to suggest that they had been hysterical with sadness, fear, and confusion just the night before.

Finally Liz looks up from the group and gives me a weak smile. I walk over, kneel down to where she is seated with her legs tucked under her, and give her a kiss.

“Good morning,” I greet her. “How are you feeling?”

“Morning. I’m a little better after some sleep.”

I pull her into my lap and she gives me another weak smile. Liz is trying to convince me she is okay, but I can tell that just beneath the surface, barely leashed emotions want to get out.

I look at the rest of the girls. “Morning Isabel, Maria, Tess. Are you three feeling any better?

“Yes, how are you ladies feeling this morning?”

I look over at the sound of Alex’s voice to see Kyle and Alex exiting the other bedroom and I hear Michael walk in from Liz’s. They each walk over to their girl as each one assures us they are doing better after some sleep. Each one walks over to his girl, as each girl assures us she is doing better and will be fine eventually.

“Why didn’t you wake us up when you got up?” Alex asks the girls, while looking only at Isabel.

“We needed to talk about what happened last night,” Liz answers. “We had to sort some things out and decide what we wanted to tell you guys and what wasn’t necessary information for the moment.”

“We had to make sure the four of us were on the same page about everything before we tried to explain what’s been going on for the last year,” Maria continues.

“We know you’ve been in the dark about what’s been going on and we appreciate that you have been so great about it,” Tess adds.

“And we intend to explain it all once breakfast gets here,” Isabel finishes. “We didn’t know what you’d want so we just ordered some of everything and figured there had to be something you’d like.”

Before any of us can respond the girls are standing up.

“We’re going to get changed into regular clothes. When we come back out we’ll clean up your clothing too,” Isabel tells us. We merely nod. I guess they still need to talk some things out.

“I really wish they’d stop dodging us and just tell us what’s going on,” Kyle says, frustrated.


Maria’s POV

Liz and I return to our room and pull out our clothes.

“Don’t worry Liz, Max will understand everything. Everyone will,” I try to assure her. “Yoo-hoo! Liz?” I snap my fingers when she still doesn’t respond “Are you in there?”

She finally looks up and nods. I’m starting to wonder if there is more to this than I even know.

After we’re dressed we go back out and see that the food has arrived. The boys haven’t touched anything yet and don’t until we’ve all decided what we want. That was sweet.

We all settle onto the floor or chair or sofa around the coffee table again. I’m on the sofa and Michael is at my feet. Liz is seated across from me on the floor next to Max.

Finally Max asks, “What do we need to know? What is going on?” The guys look to us and we all look at Liz.


Liz’s POV

The moment of truth, I can’t dodge it any longer. I have to tell them all. God help them, the mess they are about to enter. I swallow the bite of my fruit salad that I’ve barely nibbled at and start.

“I’m not really sure where to begin. The start is the obvious choice, but where that is I’m not too sure. The beginning could have been the moment I burst out of my pod or even earlier. This whole plan was probably thought up more than a half of a century ago, but I think it was truly put into motion a little over a year ago.” I’m babbling and they know it, but none of them call me on it. They can tell this is hard for me. Max takes my hand and squeezes it. I swallow and continue.

“Last January a new student came to our school and was put into my chemistry class. Actually all four of us were in it, but my lab partner had moved the week before and I was left partnerless until he came. Looking back I’m surprised I didn’t realize what he was until it was too late. He was just so nice and polite and gentleman like on the outside I just didn’t want to look past it.

“You’re probably wondering who ‘he’ is. His name was Zack Adams. At least that was his Earth name. But that comes later in the story. Zack was my first serious boyfriend. I’d had dates to dances and such, but I’d never kept one for long. I had never wanted to. I had a soul mate out there, a king who had to come find me…or so that destiny book said.”

At those words I have to stop and take a deep breath. I’m nervous about talking about this. I haven’t ever talked about it and now I have to pour it out to a whole room full of people. I let go of Max’s hand and stand up. I can’t stay seated anymore.

“As Zack and I dated and got more serious I started to doubt whether the destiny book was right or that we had read it right. It was written in symbols, like hieroglyphics or something, and none of us remember learning to read them. We just knew. When I turned 16, the book said you guys were supposed to find us. Well, 16 came and went and I decided that something must have gone wrong with the other set.

“But when I started to…to have feelings for Zack, I decided the book must have been wrong and I was ready to defy destiny for him. I thought I was in love.”

I look at them all to gauge their reactions. They mostly seem shocked. I finally get the nerve to look at Max and see he is staring at the floor so I can’t see his eyes. I try to tell what he’s feeling through our connection but either he is blocking me or I’m too wound up to separate his from mine.

“We had been dating for 10 months. I hadn’t had any premonitions about him being evil. Isabel had dreamwalked him several times, both with and without my knowledge. We’d done a background check, and we’d had Maria’s stepbrother do a background check on him. He’s a police officer and could get it done easily. He checked out fine,” I rush out, trying to explain why I would let myself think thoughts like that about any other man than my soulmate, my Max. At least I hope he is still my Max. I can’t really tell right now.

“One night last November I invited him back to my house. When we got there I took his jacket and when I went to hang it up I got a premonition off it.

“It was of at least 20 skins massacring myself and my sisters. I watched Isabel die first, and then Maria.” I wonder if my voice sounds as dead and lifeless to them as it does to me. “They had taken us by surprise in the vision and we had died before we had a chance to defend ourselves. Tess and I put up a decent fight on our own considering the odds. We got a few before Tess was killed. Then they all stopped.

“Zack stepped forward and he said I could die with the rest or I could become his bride and live. I said no immediately and told him I’d rather die and suffer in Hell for all eternity than spend another moment with him. He got pissed and said that he was going to kill me personally and that no one else was to help him. The premonition ended with my death.

“I was terrified, but that was quickly replaced with anger and confusion. I sent an S.O.S. to Maria, Isabel, and Tess before coming back to him. He knew right away that I knew what he was and he knocked me unconscious. When I awoke I was in the high school cuffed to a pole with Isabel, Maria, and Tess cuffed to three poles behind me. He taunted us, more specifically me—how it was so easy for him to get us, how our deaths would ensure an easy target out of the king and his kinsmen, how—”

My voice falters for a second as I fight back the tears. I take a deep breath to try and calm myself. I still haven’t looked at any of them in a while. I’ve been staring at my basically uneaten fruit salad that is still on the floor. I swallow once more as silent tears that I can’t fight run down my cheeks. When I speak again my voice is surprisingly steady.

“How it was my fault everyone was going to die. But then he gave me an ultimatum. He promised that if I agreed to stay with him as his bride he’d let Isabel, Maria, Tess, and our soulmates live, unbothered by him. I agreed to save my friends, who were more like sisters than just friends. Friends care about you, but your real family would sacrifice anything for you.

“He smiled and said that that was what he thought I would choose. Zack was about to untie me when suddenly I heard a scream from behind me and I looked to see it was Tess. Then I heard screams from the skins and I saw them all burst into flames until all that was left was a huge pile of dust and flakes of skin on the floor.

The poles were gone and we were free. I looked back to Tess and she was on the floor looking confused. When we all got to her Zack appeared down the hall and he yelled that he’d be back for us…For me.

“Tess later explained that she had tried to mindwarp them into seeing fire, thinking it might scare them off. With her heightened emotions, we think she must have tapped into some source of power none of us had ever found until, or since, that moment.”

I look up from the fruit bowl and look at first Michael’s reaction since he was directly in front of me, then to the right of him Alex, and then Kyle. None of them seem mad. Mostly just shocked and a little confused. After another second I get the nerve to look at Max. He is still staring at the floor.

“Max?” I ask tentatively.

He stands up and takes a step towards me so he is standing directly in front of me. I look up into his eyes that are revealing nothing to me either way. So I simply stand there in anticipation.

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Chapter Four

Max’s POV

I sit and stare at the floor thinking about everything Liz just confessed to me and to everyone. I’m not sure what to think. On one hand, my Liz had feelings that were strong enough to make her want to throw away her destiny and have sex with another guy.

On the other hand, Liz didn’t have sex with him. Liz was willing to give up her life to save her friends and me and the rest of us. Liz didn’t even know us then. Granted, she probably did it for her sisters, but I have a feeling she would have done it to save us, too.

I’ve been debating this since she let go of my hand and stood up. Then I realize that Liz isn’t to blame here at all. Zack used her to get to everyone else. He toyed with her emotions and caused her great pain. She’s the victim here. I was supposed to come for her two years ago and I didn’t. It makes sense that she would move on and try to have a normal life. Just like I want.

It hurts to know that she could ever feel that for anyone else but me. She has a past. One I don’t know a lot about. I have a past too, one that she doesn’t know a lot about. She is my soulmate, my lover, mine. Not his.

Then I hear her voice. “Max?” And I realize she is awaiting my answer.

I stand up and look into her eyes. I can see the fear in her eyes, and the tears she can’t hold back are streaming down her face. She is afraid that I’m angry with her over what Zack did to her.

I reach my hand forward and cup her cheek while my other hand goes around her waist pulling her body against mine and kiss her firmly on the mouth before she has a chance to react. I run my tongue along her bottom lip and take advantage of her sigh at my actions, darting my tongue into her mouth to stroke hers. She begins to kiss me back after another moment, and I know she knows that I’m not mad or hurt or upset with her. I break the kiss but I don’t pull away.

Instead I lean my forehead against hers and whisper, “I love you Liz. I always will, no matter what. You are mine and I’m not letting you go. I’m so sorry you had to go through what that bastard put you through this year, and that I didn’t come for you sooner. I didn’t know where you were. I’m sorry I couldn’t have been there to protect you from him.”

We kiss again and then she turns her head to wait for everyone else’s reaction to what she has just revealed to them.

Kyle is the first to speak up. “I say we dust the bastard for what he did to you four, and especially Liz.”

“Yeah, no one messes with our girls and gets away with it.” Alex jumps in sounding just as upset and protective as Kyle did.

“So what’s the plan Maxwell?” Michael adds, forever the warrior. “We need to get him now before he has a chance to do any more damage.”

I’m about to answer when Isabel says in a dead voice, “It’s too late for that. Zack, he’s killed our families. I don’t know about yours, but ours were captured, killed, and put into my house, which has been torched by him. That’s what the letter said last night, that our families were dead.”

I look down at Liz and see a single tear run down her face. I gently wipe it away before pulling her into a hug. She clings to me and I hear her thoughts clearly in my head,

<i>I’m so tired of crying…</i>

<i>I know you are, Liz. I promise it won’t be that way forever.</i>

She hugs me tighter. <i>So you can feel the connection too.</i>

<i>Yeah, it’s been there since we made love. The first time I realized it was in the final round of the competition.</i>

<i>That’s when I noticed it first, too.</i>

“So what does this mean for you guys?” Alex asks.

“Yeah, you can’t go back to New York now,” Kyle adds.

“We’re not sure yet exactly,” Liz answers. “We know we need to go back to New York, back to our pod chamber. All four of us had jobs in New York and any money we made we held kept in the pod chamber. We were thinking we could get jobs here and use the money we have saved up to get an apartment or two for us to live in. Forge some signatures, pull a few mind warps and finish our senior year at West Roswell High with you guys.”

“That means we need to catch our plane to New York. Then we can drive back in Tess’s Sorrento and my Jetta,” Maria explains.

“We figure we can make the trip back in three, four days tops,” Isabel informs us.

This can’t be safe. We can’t let them out of our sight for that long. Zack could get Liz again. There won’t be anyone to protect them. We’ll have to go with them.

“Fine, but we’re going too. It’s too dangerous for you to go alone,” I all but order.

“No Max, you can’t come with us. You have to stay here. Your families — and school is still going on. We can’t draw attention to ourselves by having your parents file a missing persons report. Besides, we’re going to need to borrow your notes when we get back to catch up with everyone.” Liz tries to convince me with words but sees I’m not going to budge.

Liz pleads with me with her mind and eyes and I concede. They’ll be on their guard and I’ll just have to pray they will be all right. I’ll do as she asks, but when she comes back she isn’t leaving my side.

“Come on, we’ll drop you off at the airport under the condition that you call us and let us know you are okay at least once a day. I’m not losing you now that I’ve found you, Liz.”

Liz nods and gives me a kiss before the girls go back to finish packing their stuff. We’re going to keep most of it here in the trunks of our cars until they get back so they can travel lighter.


Liz’s POV

Just before we get to the line for airport security, Max says he needs to speak with me alone for a minute and pulls me away from everyone else and over to the wall.

Before I have a chance to ask him what is wrong he has me pinned to the wall with his body and he attacks my mouth. Forcing it open with his lips and tongue to explore it to his content. My hands go around his neck and I pull his head down to get better access to his own mouth.

His left hand is gripping my hip and his right is under my shirt on my back pulling me closer to him until I’m pulled up onto my toes, completely plastered to him. I’m going under, and fast. My thoughts are becoming foggy as the kiss becomes frantic. We’re trying to make up for the next few days in a few moments. His left hand starts to wander from my hip to rest on my rib cage and his mouth leaves mine and starts a trail of wet kisses along my jaw and down my neck, where he stays nipping and sucking and licking.

Damn! I’m already wet. I can feel the liquid pooling between my legs and it feels like fire. How am I going to last 3 or 4 days without this, without him? I pull his head back to my mouth and kiss him, desperately trying to convey how much I’m going to miss him. He kisses me back with the same desperation. My hands start to travel down his back when we’re snapped back into reality by Michael’s voice.

Max pulls back and rests his forehead on mine for a moment as we catch our breath. My heart is racing, and I’m itching to say to hell with going to NY — I want to get Max back between the sheets. But the rational side of me comes back and I know that is not an option. I give him one final quick kiss and practically sprint through to the other side of security before I change my mind about leaving. Once there, Maria takes my hand and guides me to our terminal and onto the plane.

“It’s okay, Liz. We’ll be back in no time,” Maria comforts once we’re in our seats.

<i>Yeah, then you can have some really great ‘I missed you’ sex, and tell us all about it,</i> Isabel adds, with a smile.

I nod, <i>The sex is pretty good.</i>

<i>Then we’ll make a girls night out of it!</i> Tess adds. The whole conversation took place telepathically. We are on a plane for Christ’s sake — I’m not about to let a bunch of strangers listen to this conversation.

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A/N I eternally suck! It's been over a month. The sad thing is that I've had it 98% complete for over a month. I just wasn't happy with it. Now I am so here it is! Thank-you for the FB everyone!

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Chapter Five

Liz’s POV

So, it’s been two days since I left Max at the airport and I’m going crazy in this car! We’ve been driving non-stop since we left the pod chamber in New York, taking turns playing driver and sleeper. The only times we aren’t moving closer to Roswell are when we stop for food or gas. With our constant travel, good traffic, and careful use of our powers we’ve managed to make great time. We should be back by the end of the school day to surprise the guys by being a day early!

You’re probably wondering what’s been happening in the past few days. Honestly, it’s been pretty uneventful. We avoided our homes like the plague; I don’t think we’re ready to confront that completely yet. We made a decision once we got here that we’d leave our parents affairs to other relatives and simply disappear. It was a hard decision, but it’ll be easiest for us to move to Roswell and start again if no one knows where we are. Isabel is still fighting me about it, but I’ve got to think about the long run.

At the chamber we ran into a little trouble. Some of Zack’s goons were waiting for us, but it wasn’t anything we couldn’t handle.

We drive down a dark street in the Bronx. It’s night but most of the streetlights have been busted out. I’m in the Jetta with Maria, and Tess and Isabel are in following us in Tess’s SUV. When we come up to the abandoned subway station we pull the cars over and get out.

“We’ve got to be careful,” I warn. “They may be in there waiting for us. Stay close. If we get separated, head straight back to the cars. We’ll come back later with the guys if necessary. Everyone understand?”

Everyone nods and we cautiously make our way to the entrance. It has been boarded up but that doesn’t stop us one bit. Tess concentrates on the surroundings to make sure no humans see us using our powers and Maria uses her telekinesis to remove the boards. We go inside and fix the boards back to how they were before. We’ve done it so many times in the past that it’s common procedure.

Inside it is dark and grimy. The walls are covered in dirt and the floor is slippery with some sort of greenish black mold. In the corner is a pile of old newspapers and trash is scattered about the ground. A rat scurries out from inside a McDonald’s bag.

We ignore it all and head straight for the track. We all jump down and then hoist ourselves up on the other side, careful to avoid the third rail. I turn on my flashlight and shine it down the dark tunnel before checking on everyone.

We have to walk single file down this side because the walkway is so narrow. I can hear Isabel behind me muttering to Tess about why we decided to put everything in this hell bitten tunnel.

I ignore her complaining because we all know why we keep everything in the pod chamber—it’s where we were born and it’s the only safe place. We walk about 60 yards before we come to the turn in the tunnel. I turn to the wall and wave my hand over it. An incandescent handprint appears on the wall. I reach for it and as usual the metal wall just seems to fade away. We walk in and suddenly the wall is up again.

To the left are the pods we hatched from. They take up most of the wall. The rest of the walls are rock, almost like a cavern. There is no discernable light source, but the air just seems to glow so I turn off the flashlight.

“Let’s get the stuff and get out,” I say as I feel a cold chill run up my spine. It’s not a full-blown premonition but I know it’s not safe to stay here.

We gather the destiny book, some other alien artifacts we’ve gathered, our notebooks full of theories and facts we’ve learned about ourselves and our enemies, and the bags that we left there with the essentials packed in them in case we ever had to leave quickly and get the hell out of Dodge.

We didn’t want to stay any longer than necessary just in case Zack was waiting for us. It didn’t matter. We carefully retraced our footsteps along the track and up onto the platform. I was almost ready to shake off the sense of dread and breathe a sigh of relief when two figures emerged from the shadows.

“Well looky, looky. What do we have here? Subway trash. I think we should clean it up!” the taller of the two snickers before holding out a hand and blasting at us.

We scatter in different directions and they follow us. I approach the taller one with my shield up trying to draw his attention. After a few blows I decide I’ll never get him if I stay on the defensive and drop my shield. I dodge the blasts until I’m right on top of him. We fight hand to hand. He has brute strength and I have agility. We’re more or less evenly matched at this level… until Maria joins the party and sends him flying onto the track.

We run over to the edge and see a pile of dust on the third rail. Ouch! We look back and see Tess ram her stiletto heel into the lower back of the other skin. He bursts into flakes. We don’t stick around to see if there are any more. We get to our cars and head west.

Since there are four of us we’re spread two to a car. That way if we got separated we wouldn’t be alone. I’m stretched out in the back seat of Maria’s Jetta and she is driving. We just switched an hour ago when we stopped for lunch. She said she’d drive the last leg of the journey.

When we stopped an hour ago we did some planning for when we get back. We talked about looking for apartments and jobs and how we’re going to fool everyone into thinking we have parents.


Max’s POV

It’s been two days without Liz and I think I’m going crazy without her. I’m so off-balance it isn’t even funny. I’m sitting here in AP U.S. History, the last period of the day, and I haven’t absorbed a damn thing this teacher has said. I’ve felt Liz coming closer and closer over the last few days, but I can’t really feel her. It’s just this gentle hum in the back of my mind and at the edge of my heart. I need her to get back soon. When did I grow this dependent on her? This can’t be good, being so lost without her. But at the same time it feels right, like something would be wrong if I wasn’t so lost.

This is confusing. And what about this Zack character? What is he up to now? There hasn’t been any word from him since the girls left. All’s been quiet and it’s unnerving. I feel like this energy is building and eventually it’s going to be released and when it does all hell will break loose. Is it sad that history looks less confusing than thinking about my life?

We’re talking about Kennedy and how he was supposed to save the U.S. and solve all its problems, and how all this pressure to be a great leader was on his young shoulders, and I find myself thinking about how much I can relate to him. I’m just a kid, but I’m also supposed to be this great leader and king who is supposed to defeat an evil tyrant and save an entire planet of people from hell. I have to protect my friends and family, keep us all in line and make sure we don’t get caught by the government while trying to keep us from being killed by aliens, when all I really want is to be just another kid.

God! When will Liz be back? Life doesn’t seem so hard, so impossible, so overwhelmlng when she is near. Liz makes me forget all the bad for a while. She does it so effortlessly. With a smile, a touch, a look, or a simple change in the tone of her voice she has me wanting to drop everything, find her, and show her how much I love her over and over again until she sobs for me to stop.

I’m definitely toeing the line between being compassionate, or whipped and horny.

I hope she likes what I’ve got planned for her tomorrow night when she gets back. Her call this morning said that they’d be back by tomorrow night. I’ve got the guys helping me on this one.

RING!!!

About time! That’s the final bell. I think I’m going crazier, I feel like Liz is really close. It’s almost like she’s right outside, but that can’t be. She said she wouldn’t be back until tomorrow night. Wishful thinking, I guess.

“Max! Wait up!”

I turn to see that none other than Pam Troy has interrupted my thoughts. Doesn’t she ever go away? Why does she have to keep bothering me?


Pam Troy’s POV

“Max! Wait up!” I call as I follow Max out of class. He is such a hot guy. He is so shy and dangerously sexy with his brief smiles and dark, mysterious good looks. I can’t wait to get him into the eraser room! I bet he’s a fantastic kisser.

When I catch up he looks at me. “Hi.”

“Hi,” I flash him one of my sexiest smiles. We’ve stopped just outside the school building in the parking lot. I step in front of him and look up at him. “So, a group of us are going to this party tomorrow night and I was thinking that you could go with me, if you aren’t busy of course.”

I bat my eyes and flash him another smile while giving him a suggestive look.

“Actually, I can’t. I’ve got plans.”

“Oh well. You sure you can’t cancel?” I run a finger across his chest and lick my lips.

A big smile suddenly crosses his face and I know I’ve got him. “So you can pick me up at sev-”

He pushes past me and I see him walk in the direction of a petite girl with dark brown hair and eyes standing in front of a Jetta. When he reaches her he slides a hand around her waist and pulls her against his body. Her arms go around his neck and he leans down to whisper something in her ear before practically hitting second base in the student parking lot!

That whore! The only reason he is with her is because she is obviously easy. Who is she anyway? I haven’t seen her before. Well, we’ll see how long she is in his arms when I’m done!

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A/N:

First to Ken, Thank you so much for the Valentine! It was very pretty! I appreciate your writing too!

Secondly, I suck! And so does school! My classes have been eating up my time! I feel horrible because I practically begged Michelle to be my beta and then I go and stop sending her parts to beta. I'm so sorry Michelle! I'm sorry to you guys too! It looks like my updates will be monthly at best until May 15th. That's my last exam and after that I plan to focus the many hours I've reserved for studying for writing! I have this fic I need to finish and another fic called The Bodyguard that I want to finish writing so I can post it. It's a challenge I took like 9 months ago.

The next part should be out soon. It's almost to my satisfaction.

XOXO
Candy!