Title: Delirious
Disclaimer- Okay everyone, I really hate research so release dates and such may not be accurate however I do try. I do not own Roswell, and mean no infringement. It is owned by Jason Katims, Melinda Metz, UPN, WB, etc.
Category- CC, M/L ...Starts out UC but is CC some M/T (Dreamers I will try to warn you)..L/K moments and other couples.
Rating- Mature.
Summary- Hmm..what can I say without giving it away. During 4AAAB Liz and Maria leave Roswell and begin a new life. Liz tries to escape the Alien Abyss, meets up with Kivar. Zan is kidnapped and Liz and Max reunite and well that's enough...sorry I really suck at summaries.
A/N- I've finally gotten the bug to start posting fics.
Sooo this is my first fanfic. For this fic I really wanted a stronger sexier Liz, somewhat of what she was in the beginning of Season 3. So this fic Liz is a little different, I hope everyone likes her. I will post as often as I can. 
***A special thanks to my Betas...Vanessa and Sara. and to mary mary and dreamer 19 for the beautiful banners. Thank You.
Prologue
Playground,’ the sign says. The neon lights illuminate the sidewalk, bustling with passersby, even this late at night. Looking to the left, I see that most people are entering the familiar club next door. I look back to the building I’m headed into, and think back to the last meeting years ago, held in an abandoned warehouse in New York, and I wonder if the council has moved up in the world. I feel a hand grab mine. It is Tess, my Bride and Queen from my past life and the mother of my child in this life. Sighing, I allow her to lead me to the entrance.
We enter the brightly lit lobby area where there is a perky teenager smiling from a counter area in front of us. Definitely different from the last time. Is she the emissary? The council chose a teenager as a host?
“Good Evening,” I hear, as she approaches us. I don’t care; I haven’t really cared much about anything lately. The only thing that has mattered to me is Zan, my 7 year old son. I hear the girl ask Tess a question, “Mature…..or PG…?” What the hell? Catching pieces of what she’s asking, I peer into a large room behind her and see a large restaurant of sorts, pool tables sporadically centered throughout the room. Dinner tables and booths fill the other areas. The place is packed. I see different groups, some playing pool, others hanging around laughing, drinking, still others just enjoying their dinner. I spot groups of friends, couples, different clusters of people. The place must be nice. It looks like a good way for people to unwind on a Friday night. Normal people. I wasn’t normal. I would never be normal. Nope, I wasn’t here to meet friends, I was here for an alien summit meeting. Nope, I will never be normal. Sighing, I focus back to Tess and the girl.
“…invitation only..” the perky girl is still talking to Tess.
Tess elbows me, “Max. Max!” Her voice is louder now.
“What?” Pulling my gaze away from the happy-go-luckies I look down at Tess.
“The invitation- she wants to see the invitation, Max.” I look over to the perky girl. She’s still smiling and nodding her head slowly. I reach into my pocket and pull out the large platinum ring; it’s the size of a ladies bracelet. The girl takes the ring from my hands and walks over to a wall next to a stairway, where she places the ring in a small indenture and turns. Click. The wall slides open to reveal an elevator. She pulls out the ring, hands it back and motions for Tess and I to get in, which we do.
Just before the doors close, she straightens up and ever so lightly bows and meeting my eyes she whispers out respectfully, “Your Majesty…” the wall slides shut and we begin to gravitate up.
What the… does she know me… is she a host…who is she?
“Well, that’s more like it. This is so much better than that time in New York. Did you see the way she bowed to us, Max?”
I don’t have time to answer her before the elevator stops and the doors swish open again. We step out onto plush tan carpeting. Looking around, there are olive green walls and matching striped chairs lined up against a wall off to one side. Directly in front of us stands a rather stocky looking man, early thirties, slightly shorter than myself, maybe 5’8” or 5’9” with short black hair and grey eyes. He’s wearing a navy blue business suit and looks to be guarding the wooden double doors behind him. Tess and I stop a few feet in front of him. Nothing is said as he reaches behind me, and with a wave of his hand, the V shaped constellation of my seal is projected in front of us. He’s the emissary. He proceeds to repeat the process on Tess and nothing happens. He waves his hand again. No Seal.
“I’m sorry, but she must wait out here.” The emissary looks to me directly.
“What?!” Tess cries incredulously, “I am the Queen…in fact who do you think y…”
I interrupt knowing Tess will only screw this up. “She is the Queen of Antar. She has the same right as I do to attend this meeting.”
“I apologize, your Highness, however she does not carry the seal. I am unable to allow her entrance.”
“Well, she is the Queen, and my guest. I will not attend without her.” Please let her in. If you don’t, I will never hear the end of it.
“No, she is the former Queen. Antar has a new Queen.”
So the rumors were true. Antar had a new Queen, which could only mean that Kivar had chosen a Queen.
The man begins again apologetically, “I’m sorry to hear you will not be attending. Please allow me.” The Emissary proceeds to escort us back to the elevator.
What? Are they seriously not going to allow me entrance simply because Tess does not carry the seal? I need to attend this meeting. My life, my son’s life, my future depends on the outcome of this meeting.
“Sir, she attended the last summit with me in New York, what is the difference now? She is my guest. Will they not allow it again this time? She is with me and I am the rightful King.” I try again. I need to be in this meeting. I will do it with or without her.
“No, you listen to me. I am the Queen of Antar. Whoever is on the throne right now is an imposter. Let me in and we’ll prove it.” Tess states, trying to speak with authority, but only sounding whiny.
“The Queen is already inside and she has passed the test. SHE carries the seal that you do not.” The emissary replies rather curtly, seemingly annoyed with Tess’s behavior.
I turn to Tess, “Tess, maybe you should wait out here I’ll go in and see wha…”
“Like Hell,” Tess screeches. “It is my right to attend this meeting. I am the Queen, for Christ’s sake, they should be listening to me. I could have them all punished for this.” Tess cries, raising her voice rather loudly now.
Just then, the double doors open and out steps another man, mid twenties sandy blond hair, cold blue eyes. I study the man, narrowing my eyes on the man. Judging from the smirk and the aura that I’m feeling, I know this man. Kivar.
“Arthur,” Kivar says with authority, “what is the commotion; we are ready to begin and we are already late.”
The emissary turns to Kivar and bows slightly, “Your Highness, I apologize, however Tess would like to be in attendance.” The emissary says, rather apologetically to Kivar.
“You were not invited, why are you here?” Kivar directs his questions rather rudely to Tess. I watch as Tess’s eyes flicker with something, betrayal, anger?
“I’m the Queen of Antar, I don’t just want to be in attendance, it is my duty to be here for the people of Antar. I demand entrance!”
“Hmmm…Tess, it would seem that you are unaware that Antar currently has a reigning Queen. You are the former. You are no longer. Let me discuss this with the Queen, it will be up to her to allow you entrance.” Kivar turns and disappears behind the doors he entered from moments before.
I turn to Tess. “Tess, you could have just waited.”
“Max, it seemed to have worked. I’m going in aren’t I?”
“We don’t know that..”
Tess starts again, effectively cutting me off midsentence“…and besides I am the Queen. What right does this other woman have to call herself the Queen? Just because she is Kivar’s whore, doesn’t mean she’s the Queen. I have a right, a duty to attend this meeting!” Tess exclaims.
Kivar comes out of the room once again and addresses Tess.
“Well, it seems it is your lucky day, the Queen has allowed you entrance. However, please remember, you are a guest, a spectator. Respect that, or you will be asked to leave.” This time turning to me, he states, “Max, she is your guest and you will be held responsible for her actions. Now follow me, you’ve already caused us a delay.”
We obligingly follow Kivar into the room.
Tess and I enter the large room. Centered in the room sits a large conference table and chairs. A couple of people are already seated. Upon our entrance I watch as Larek in Brody’s body, makes his way over towards us. Extending his hand, he reaches out to shake mine. “Max, glad you could make it. Tess, hello.”
No one else seems to want to share in exchanging pleasantries. I look around and see Hanar. Wasn’t that her name? She was at the meeting in NY. I also see another lady sitting across from her. Standing off to one side deep in a conversation stands another lady and a man. Jaq? He’s the one that lost against Liz last night. Making eye contact with him he raises one eyebrow at me in a silent acknowledgement. My eyes continue their assessing of the room. Towards the back of the room at what looks to be the head of the table, stands another man along side Serena and Kivar. Hmmm, Serena and Kivar… She’s standing with Kivar, is she the new Queen? I wonder if Liz and crew know about this. The three of them stand side by side, their stances rigid. Moving along, I see another man and two ladies standing near the refreshment table.
“Please everyone, let’s begin. Most of us have limited time in our hosts.” Larek speaks as he makes his way to the table. “Max, please have a seat.” Larek motions to a seat at the other end of the table. The seating arrangement mirrors the meeting in NY.
Larek waves his arm motioning to a small loveseat off to the side, “Tess, please have a seat.”
“I’ll sit next to Max.” Tess firmly replies beginning to make her way towards me.
“No.” Larek answers in an equally firm tone. “I know that Kivar has already told you, you are a guest and guests do NOT sit at the table. Now, if you’d like, you may stand behind Max.”
Realizing that there is no room for negotiation Tess gives in. “Fine. I’ll stand.” Larek merely nods, and acknowledges the group that had been at the refreshment table, now making their way to the table.
“Sero, you remember Max. Max, Sero, and this is Roz and Fes.” Pointing out the two ladies that were with Sero. Introducing the couple that had already made their way to the table, Larek begins again “Jaquard and Beqa, this is Max.”
“Hello again Max.” Jaq offers a friendly smirk. Beqa nods her acknowledgement as she pulls out her seat.
“Oh you already know each other.”
“We met last night.” Jaq states, offering no explanations to Larek.
Larek not waiting for one, moves on. “Okay then…Over here we have Draicon, Serena and, well, you already know Kivar.” The man known as Draicon glares at me. I wonder what his problem is? Serena meets my eyes, but does nothing to otherwise acknowledge me. Kivar merely nods and grins.
Everyone including myself, except Kivar, Serena and Draicon are now seated at the table. I hear Kivar clear his throat, “Max, Tess..” Kivar’s voice booms out within the room. I watch as Kivar, Draicon and Serena all step aside and make way for someone who had silently been standing behind them. I start to feel the blood rush to my head, shivers run down my neck and body. “…..I don’t believe you’ve met the Queen of Antar, Elizabeth.” I watch as Liz Parker, the love of my life, steps up and takes her place next to Kivar, as he intertwines his arm with hers. Everyone bows their head as a sign of respect to the Royal Couple, everyone except a very surprised Tess and me.
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
6 years ago…….
Tess goes flying into the wall. “Get up, bitch!” God, what is she doing here…oh Alex…
I step forward again…“I'll kill you!!”…I think of Alex…I can’t believe she’s here and with Max again.
“Liz…No.” Max rushes over to me.
“You're a murderer! I'll kill you!” I vehemently yell at her, as Max grabs me by my arms and rushes me out to the patio.
“Liz!” He cries almost pleadingly. I look up into his eyes.
“What?? What?? So you trust her now?” What the hell is wrong with him?
“No, Liz, far from it. But Tess and my son are linked. Killing her would kill him.”
“Yeah, it's convenient.” Did he really believe that? Just like the baby couldn’t survive here on earth.
“Liz, I have no other choice. I have to believe her.” That answers my question. No he does have a choice he could let me beat her ass to near death. I mean if her and the kid are linked he can always heal them. Does he even remember what she did to Alex?
“This is insane. She betrayed all of us! She killed Alex!”
“...I know.” No, No you don’t know, apparently.
“No, she has to pay for it! Max, promise me... when this is all over, Tess will pay for what she did.” Hopefully burnt to ashes.
“......I promise...” Hmmm, why do I not believe him? My heart doesn’t believe him. My brain wants to, but my heart, my heart just can’t believe him.
“Let me know when it's over.” I walk away and leave him standing there; I need to think.
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Sitting here with Maria in the Crashdown, I wonder about my life. I’ve just realized that I actually want to physically cause Tess bodily harm.
“I blasted Tess and she went flying.” I state still in awe of my own powers.
“Wait a minute. Back up a second. You 'blasted her'? I thought your little power flare-ups were over with,” she asks.
“Yeah, me, too. But, I saw her and all of this energy just came out of me -I mean, all of this - like - anger and hatred. Oh...I-I just thought that part of my life was dead and buried.” Kinda like how I wished Tess was right now.
“Wait a minute. No. That part of your life was never dead and buried. I mean, you've never truly gotten over that...”
Maria, my best friend, she’s right, she knows me so well. I’ve never really gotten over that. “Okay, but... I just want Tess out of my life.”
“Well, it's easy enough. Just walk over to one of those men over there and tell'm where she's hiding.” That would be easy…hmmm too easy. I look out the window to the soldiers standing outside, questioning people. Could I?
“No, I - I can't do that.” Then they would find all the aliens and Zan.
“Fine. I'll do it.” Maria starts to get up and I reach out to her.
“No! Sit down!” Thankfully Maria sits back down, but shakes her head.
“What?” I ask her.
“I am - I am so sick of seeing my best friend like this.”
“Like what?”
“Like, a victim! I mean, you don't have to be a victim... Forgive Max, or get him out of your life. It's one or the other. ...You have to make a decision. It's your decision. It's your life.”
Maria is right again and I tell her so. “You’re right. I can’t forgive him, especially after tonight. I mean, she killed Alex and he wants to protect her.” I realize that I have a lot of pent up anger and frustration. I think back to everything that’s happened. I love Max, I probably always will, but right now I can’t forgive him. Loving him all this time is a part of me. I don’t think I know how to not have him as a part of me. God, I realize I’m truly pathetic. I don’t have a life of my own anymore, my whole life lately revolves around Max or the pod squad, keeping them all safe, hiding, running, searching, sneaking off to see him. Everything was about him now. How come I don’t have a life of my own? This has to end now.
“I slept with Kyle, granted it wasn’t real but he didn’t know that, he thought it was, and he practically shuts me out of his life, and then he goes to god to Tess and he gets her pregnant.The lying, traitorous murdering bitch and then he wants to protect her!”
I’m yelling now, it just feels good to get this all out. I’m tired of being walked on. I’m tired of being nice, understanding. I look at Maria, who’s sitting there with a shocked grin on her face.
“I mean she killed Alex, she is a MURDERER, and all they can think about is their own asses. I don’t wish anything ill towards baby Zan, but fuck this. All they care about is themselves. WE lost a best friend! They haven’t lost anything. I never did tell you what he said about sleeping with her did I?” I look to Maria.
“Nope, you never told me, tell me now, chica.” Maria leans closer, egging me on.
“It was something along the lines of, well I can’t leave this planet anymore, so I guess we can try to work it out.”
“He said that?”
“Well, not exactly, it was more like.. I was attracted to someone like me, but it’s over now.” I say mockingly, “You know what? I’m not over it! Fuck this!” I let out a long frustrating sigh. I’m also wondering where the hell my spunk came from. Maria. Damn her and her influential ways. I make up my mind. I feel a whole lot better. I feel like a whole weight has been lifted off my chest. I’m breathing easier, I feel lighter, determined. My mind is working, furiously forming a plan. Got it! I have a plan.
“Maria, I’m leaving. Tonight.” I don’t bother to wait to hear what she says before I continue, “I received a letter from Boston University the other day; it’s close to Harvard and maybe after some hard work I can reapply to Harvard. But for now, I can graduate early, like Isabel.”
“Um, okay. I’m going with,” I hear her say, not missing a beat.
“What? No, no you have school…Michael…. your mom.”
“I can’t stay either Liz. You make the whole alien abyss bearable, and if you’re not here, I can’t deal. How can I honestly stay and look at Tess, everyday, knowing she killed my best friend. I mean, I’d end up killing her, and babe, I sooo do not look good in stripes. I couldn’t live everyday around that bitch who murdered my best friend and broke the heart of my other best friend.” Maria was babbling now, as she jumped up and started pacing the floor and continued her rant. “Michael and I aren’t together and well, with Tess back, who knows, he may be on the whole alien quest thing again. I mean, I know he stayed on this planet for me, for us, but we’re just not clicking right now. I don’t know if I can do this anymore. I feel the same as you… I mean, who the hell are we anymore? Our whole lives just revolve around this abyss, and I don’t know who I am anymore either. I mean am I coming? Am I going? And Michael, are we together, or not? Well, I’m not waiting around anymore. And you’re leaving, and you’re my best friend, we’re in this together. You’re right. We’re worth more. Fuck them, those selfish ungrateful pod hatching aliens. Fuck’em!”
Well I guess that’s it. We’re going to Boston. Maria stays a little longer, and we come up with a story to tell our parents.
We decide to tell them that Harvard had a last minute spot that opened up and they want to interview me again, but the interview has to be right away, or they’ll move on to the next person. We’re planning on taking the next bus out of town. Maria is going with me for moral support and so I won’t have to go to the big city all by myself. It’s for my education and my parents were a little hesitant at first, but after some persuasion they’re all for it. Dad made us snacks for the road. Maria’s mom was okay with it as long as we carried mace on both of us, and promised to check in, like, twice a day.
Right now, I’m driving with Maria in the passenger seat of the Jetta. We plan to leave the Jetta at the bus station and the Sheriff will be by later to pick it up. I listen to Maria on the phone. There’s one more thing I want to do for the pod squad, and I wonder if they’ll even appreciate it.
“Isabel, just tell them that we’ll draw them away from you guys, and as soon as it’s clear, move to a different location. You should all be safe. It’s Liz’s plan, so I’m sure it’s fine. Just let your parents know we’re on our way. Isabel, I gotta go.” And like that, Maria snaps the phone closed as we pull up to the Evans.’
A few minutes later, Maria hops back into the Jetta, with Zan’s baby blanket in hand. We drive around Roswell a little more, rubbing the blanket on different cars and homes. We’re going to send the Air Force on a wild goose chase, hopefully.
Later, we find ourselves at the bus station, and luckily, there’s a bus headed to California. Maria and I get on that bus and then pretend like we just realized we’re on the wrong bus and try to rush off. Before we get off, we leave the offending blanket hidden under a chair. Together, we sit at the bus stop, watching the dogs and the soldiers run all over Roswell their flashlights, beaming through the darkness in the distance. Thirty minutes later, we’re on a different bus, a bus to our new lives.
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Max
I’m at Isabel’s apartment and I’m wondering where the hell Liz is? Her and Maria were supposed to meet us back here awhile ago.
What the hell am I gonna do with Tess? I’m back with Liz, if we can make it through this mess. I need to be a part of Zan’s life, but how? Liz has been through so much. Let’s not forget Alex. How do you assign a punishment to someone who accidentally mindwarps one of your good friends to death? And not just any someone, but the mother of your child?
I run my hands through my hair tiredly. Where’s Liz? I need her. I see Isabel hang up the phone, I have no idea who she was talking to, but she looks frustrated and scared.
“That was Maria earlier,” she starts,“She asked me to call mom and have her give her something personal of Zan’s.”
“What the hell for?” Michael questions from the couch.
“I don’t know.”
“What do you mean you don’t know?” Michael turns this time, away from the TV.
“Well if you’d shut up, maybe we’ll know,” Kyle jumps in.
“She said her and Liz had a plan, and to sit tight for awhile and when it was clear, to switch locations, just to be safe,” Isabel mechanically says.
“Did she say what the plan was?” I ask wondering, what Liz is doing. For some reason there’s a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach now.
“No.” Isabel looks down at her feet. “Max, I don’t have a good feeling about this.” She looks up and locks eyes with me.
1 month later….
A month ago, when Maria and I arrived to Boston, the first thing we did was hit the mall. We went out shopping for my new wardrobe. New Liz needed a new wardrobe.
“Liz, you wanted a new life and new look. Well here it is.” Maria stated firmly pointing to my refection in the mirror.
“I don’t know Maria…this is just so drastic.” I tried to reason with her.
“No, it’s not. Look around you. There are others with even less on.”
I looked around the crowded store in the mall. She was right, she was always right. There were girls wearing less than this. I looked back at myself in the mirror and give my outfit another inspection. Tight pink baby tee, which stopped just below my navel, showing off the barest of skin and faded blue hip hugger jeans. It didn’t look too bad, it was modest enough, sexy, but not overtly slutty. I sighed in defeat, and gave Maria the verdict.
“Okay, Ria, you’re right. I need a new look for my new life, so for today…I’m yours.”
Maria squeeled. I’d never ever given her carte blanche with me, but hell, I was no longer that Liz Parker.
Several hundred dollars and lots and lots of shopping bags later, we entered the hotel room we were staying in. It had been a great day. We’d had so much fun shopping.
Once, while we ate at the food court I just happened to look around and notice that we weren’t the only teenagers there. Tables and tables of teenagers doing exactly what we were, having a good time, hanging out. For the first time in over two years we were like normal teenagers.
I knew we would never be normal, I mean, I did still have powers, but we were doing normal things. I thought about how Max had fought to stay hidden for so long, to try and be normal. Hadn’t he realized how very abnormal that was? Normal teenagers hung around at the malls, normal teenagers had friends, normal teenagers participated. Just because I wasn’t exactly normal didn’t mean I couldn’t try to do normal things, to have a somewhat normal life. This was my normal, I was a normal girl with special abilities.
I decided that I didn’t want that life anymore, I wanted to live life. Losing Alex had taught me life was short. I’m gonna do the things I’ve always thought about but was too worried about what other might say. Who cares, I led a very structured life and people still talked…staying out all night….lying to my parents….crazy….running away….getting arrested. While trying to stay in the background and not bring attention to myself I sure was the talk of the town…a lot.
I changed my outlook on life. Life’s too short and we had already missed so much. That night, Maria and I went out and visited a few clubs and bars, trying to get a feel for the city. We found ourselves in a club called Rusty’s. It was really nothing special, just a little corner club. We had been walking by and someone had opened the doors, we heard the music coming from inside, it was actually one of our favorite songs. Laughing and shrieking, we ran in, straight to the dance floor, and began dancing. It was pretty late or rather very early and the place seemed to be just about closing up. After the song ended Maria went to the girls’ room and I made my way to the bar to get some cokes. The bartender was an older man, mid-fifties, he was drying glasses. Hearing my approach he looked up and gave me a genuine smile. I had been instantly comforted.
“Two cokes, please.” I told him, and gazed back into the bar. There were a few people here and there, finishing off drinks for the night. Looking up, I noticed a young guy up on the second floor cleaning up, putting chairs on tables.
“You two seemed to be enjoying yourselves out there,” Bartender said, while grabbing two glasses off a shelf.
“Yeah, it was one of our favorite songs growing up,” I said to him, with a hint of a smile.
“Haven’t seen you two in here before, first time in here?” He asked, smiling and pouring our drinks.
“Yup, first time to Boston. Just moved here yesterday. I’ll be attending Boston U in the fall.” He set the drinks on the bar.
“Either of you wouldn’t happen to be looking for a job, would you?”
“Umm, yeah...we might. Doing what?” I was almost afraid to ask.
“Well, my bartender ran off with one of my waitresses to get married, besides the fact we were already short a waitress…I need a couple of waitresses and a bartender. You got any experience?”
“Bartending, no. But we both have experience waitressing. My family owns a diner back home and we both kinda started working pretty young.”
Maria finally joined us, snorting at my last comment.
“Young, we were like ten when we first started delivering drinks.” We chuckled together, remembering the time we both carried one glass to a customer. That had been our very first customer.
Flipping his towel over his shoulder, the old man looked over to us.
“My name’s Rusty.”
“I’m Maria, and this is Liz.”
“Okay Maria and Liz. Come back tomorrow around four and I’ll start training you.”
“Just like that?” I asked questioningly.
“You don’t even know us, what about references?” Maria jumped in.
“Look I’ve been tending bar for years in this job you get a read on people. I think I’m a pretty good judge of character. You two seem like good kids. As for the rest, we’ll just have to see. You can’t fake waitressing.” He smiled and then turned back to stocking.
TBC
I just really wanted to post Chapter 2 and move the story line along. 
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But just so you know I am a dreamer too..... I think? 