I had pretty much given up on posting any more fanfics because life had just gotten so chaotic that trying to slam out updates had become virtually impossible. I know that I pretty much abandoned Space Pirates, but trying to force new chapters every week (or in reality every couple of weeks) just killed the momentum of it and the story was utterly lost. I chose to prematurely end it rather than continue and just spit out horrible and pointless chapters. And I think I had practically run off all my readers with my lack of updates anyways.
So I'm posting the link to the first 19 chapters to this fic (really because it's a hell of a lot easier to post the link than to copy and paste the ENTIRE fic all over again. Sorry if that's an inconvenience for anyone

So here's to those of you who have been asking me for this fic. I hope you enjoy it. And to those who will stumble upon this fic as new readers, I hope you don't take my lack of imagination and mistakes too badly.
So here's the link to the first 19 chaps:
http://www.roswellfanatics.net/archive/ ... 35741.html
And here's the rest of the fic.
Thanks
Part 20
Max sat alone in his apartment. Liz had told him she wanted to be alone, so he agreed to stay at his place. He could understand. She was under a lot of stress, most of it caused by him. And even though she told him it had nothing to do with him, he still felt bad.
He’d been laying in bed for two hours, but sleep wouldn’t come.
“…and it’s been a while since we heard from our love sick man that had a serious problem. He was in love with his professor. I hope things worked out for you mystery man.” The woman winked into the camera and smiled.
He turned off the television then, preferring to be in the dark silence. He hoped things worked out too.
~
Liz also couldn’t sleep. The tears refused to stop falling. She had told Max she needed to be alone, and now she regretted it. She wanted nothing else now but to be in his arms. Comforting her, telling her that no matter what happened it would all be ok. She needed that reassurance so much right then.
Her life had changed so much in so little time. And it was only going to keep changing from then on.
She needed Max.
Picking up the phone, she dialed his number.
“Hello?” His voice answered.
“I didn’t wake you did I?”
“Liz. Hey, no I couldn’t sleep.”
“Me either. Max, I really need to see you.” She pleaded.
“Yeah, sure. I’ll be right over.
Not half an hour later did Max show up at her door step.
“Hi.” He walked in and held her. He could feel her tremble. “Liz? What’s wrong?”
She led him in and sat on the couch.
“Max, last night when my mother called, she suggested I move back to Roswell.” She paused and looked into his eyes. “I told her I didn’t know, but she told me to think about it. And I did, I’ve been thinking all night and all this morning. So after thinking I called home.”
“And you told them no right? You…you told them you couldn’t leave Michigan.” Max asked quickly. His mind was already fearing what she had decided.
“Max, I told them….I told them I would. I’m moving back to New Mexico.” She felt more tears spill from her eyes as Max’s face took on an appearance of pure hurt. “I’m leaving in a week.”
“What?” Max looked up at her in shock. “No Liz, you, you can’t do that. You can’t leave. Not in a week, not now.”
“I am Max. I have to. I need to do this. I need to start over.”
“But why move? You can find another job here. Liz I understand what you’re going through, but you can’t possibly think about leaving Michigan. Leaving me. Us.” He made her look at him.
“Max, please don’t make this any harder than it is. I’ve already made up my mind. Preparations are under way. I am doing this. Max, the last thing I want to do is compromise what we have. I love you so much, but that’s why I’m doing this. You have to live your life Max. You’re going off to graduate school soon, and I need to start over again.”
“I’ll go with you. I…I won’t go to graduate school. I’ll get a job in Roswell, Heck I’ll even work at the Crashdown. Liz I’ll do anything.” Max said desperately. He could feel his own eyes welling up with tears. His hands shook as he held hers.
“You can’t do that Max. You know you can’t.” Liz said somberly. “I just wanted to tell you what I planned to do. I needed your support Max.”
“Liz you actually thought I would be supportive about you leaving me?”
“Max that’s not what I’m doing.” She cried.
“Yes it is Liz. You’re giving up on this and going back to what? A boring life in Roswell, New Mexico? Liz I love you.”
“Max I have to do this, please understand that.” Liz cried.
“Liz I can’t do that. You’re telling me that you’re giving up. You’re letting them win Liz. You’re letting them split us up. I can’t support that Liz. I love you too much. Anything that happens we can face it together, but we can’t if you just want to give up and leave.”
“Max I’m not giving up. I’m doing this for us.”
“You’re leaving me for us? Liz you’re not making any sense.” Max could feel the tears of frustration go down his face. He couldn’t believe Liz actually wanted to leave.
“Max the last thing I want to do is leave you…”
“But that’s what you’re doing. Look I can’t be here. I can’t stand here and let you destroy us like this. I’m leaving Liz. I’ll make it even easier on you and just leave. Good bye Liz.”
~*~
Max had to pull over three times before making it back to his apartment. He’d nearly sideswiped a car and passed two red lights. He had left Liz crying on her porch. He couldn’t take what she was saying. Though now he regretted leaving her like that.
He slammed his door shut and threw his jacket on the couch.
“Ouch, watch where you toss your stuff.” Maria sat up and tossed the jacket back.
“Maria, what are you doing here?”
“Michael was being an ass. I’m tired of kicking him out, so I came over instead. Hope you don’t mind.”
“Actually I do mind Maria. Can’t you just go home or stay with someone else.”
“Ok babe, talk to me. What’s the matter?” She stood up and tugged on the oversized shirt she was wearing.
“I really don’t want to talk about it. Just go.” He walked past her and into his bedroom.
As soon as he flopped down on the bed, Maria walked in and turned on the light.
“Ok talk to me. Is this about Liz?”
“Maria, please I just want to sleep and forget this night ever happened.” He groaned.
“Ooh that bad?” She sighed and sat on the bed.
“Please Maria. I promise I’ll tell you about it tomorrow. I just need to sleep right now.”
“Ok Max. Sorry.” Maria covered him with his blanket and placed a kiss on his head.
~*~
Liz couldn’t stop crying. Things had turned out worse than she had planned. She didn’t want lose Max, but she had made up her mind and wasn’t going to change it. She loved Max, she really did, more than he could imagine, but she had to do this for herself.
And if it meant having to leave her home, and her heart, then that’s what she had to do.
She called the airline and booked an earlier flight. She couldn’t stay another week. She’d leave in two days. That’s all she needed anyways.
She called her parents in the morning and filled them in on the new situation.
“I’m so sorry honey.” Her mother had sighed; she could hear the tears in her voice. “But we are glad you’re coming home.”
She spent the rest of the day packing her things. She had decided to leave some of her things to her friends. She didn’t want to take too much of her life in Michigan. It hurt too much.
By the end of the day she had mostly everything put in boxes and suitcases. She had made all the appropriate calls to the shipping company and told them about her change in plans. They told her it would be perfectly all right to pick up her thins the next day.
She wanted to call Max, wanted to spend her remaining time with him, in his arms but she couldn’t. She tried calling once only to get his machine, and she didn’t want to leave a message. So she slept alone. Miserable.
~*~
“You what?!” Maria screeched when Max finally explained his funk. He had spent the whole day avoiding her, going to the gym, and just running from her. But he couldn’t avoid her all day.
“She made up her mind Maria, she wanted to leave, to give up on us.”
She smacked him across the head, hard. “What was that for?”
“I did not raise a dumb ass. I have enough of that from your friend. How stupid are you? Oh god, you were my last hope for mankind. You were sensitive, kind, loving, and now you just blow it all in one night.” She sighed
“What are you talking about?”
“She loves you, you idiot! More than you think. It is killing her to have to leave, se doesn’t want to give up on the two of you, but leaving is something she has to do. She’s lost her career here. Haven’t you stopped to think that without teaching she’s lost something important to her?” She was up now, pacing the room. “She’s at home right now, probably very hurt. You dumb ass!” She went over and smacked him again.
“Ow, ok stop hitting me. OK, I get it, I messed up. How can I make up for my stupidity?” Max asked as he rubbed his head.
“Well if I were Liz, I’d need a whole lot of flowers, candy, some lingerie, and some major groveling.”
“Ok, I’ll do all of that. Do you think it’s too late to go over now?”
“Honey, it’s 3am, if you showed up at my place at that time of night expecting to forgive you, you’d have to throw in a diamond ring.”
So Max waited. He went to the flower store and picked out a beautiful bouquet of white roses. He bought the biggest box of chocolates he could fins along with a teddy bear.
“Had a tiff with your lady huh?” The shopkeeper teased.
He decided to skip on the lingerie.
He bought a greeting card and headed over to Liz’s house. He’d take this week he had with her and use it to get closer. He would not give up on her.
He walked up to her door, roses, bear, and candy in hand. He had to knock with his foot. He knocked and knocked and the door wouldn’t open.
“Liz? Liz, it’s Max. I’m sorry.” He said.
He was out there for five minutes.
“Liz?” He kept calling out.
“You’re looking for Liz?” An older woman came out of the next house and asked.
“Yes ma’am. Do you know if she’s in?”
“Oh dear, she’s gone. She left an hour ago. She told me she was leaving Michigan. I’m so sorry.” She shook her head and went back inside.
Gone? An hour ago? But she had told him she had a week before she was leaving. He slumped against the door. His cell phone began to ring.
“So, what happened?” Maria asked.
“She’s gone. She left an hour ago. She’s gone.” He didn’t let her reply. He hung up the phone.
She was really gone. And she’d left without saying a word.