Author: Appleprincess
Pairing: Liz/Jacob
Summary: Set a few weeks after Max in the City but before A Roswell Christmas Carol for Roswell and New Moon for Twilight. Liz moves in with her aunt Annie to try and live a normal life after realizing she may have alien powers only to find out that nothing in life is normal.
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
unfortunately. Chapter 1
Liz walked onto the greyhound bus, found an empty double seater near the back and dropped down into it. Just a few more minutes, she thought to herself. Just a few more minutes and then she'd be on her way out of town and away from it all.
"So?" She turned her head and watched as an older, graying native American man sat down in the double seater across from her. "What are you running from?"
"From love." She told him truthfully. "And maybe even myself."
A small smirk spread across his thin lips as he fixed himself in his seat. "No one can run from love." He told her. "It's impossible. No matter how far you run, it'll always catch up to you." Then he looked her straight in the eye. "Especially when it's true love." Liz sat back, taking everything in. Maybe he was right? Maybe her running from Max was for nothing? "Oh." She looked back at the man who now had his eyes closed. "And there is no running from yourself."
"But what if I don't like the person I'm becoming?"
"Simple." A small smile spread across his lips. "Change her."
***
It was snowing when the bus finally stopped. Gathering her things, Liz got up and started towards the front of the bus. So this is Forks, Washington, she thought to herself as she took her first steps into her new life. It was cold here, freezing actually. Nothing like Roswell. A small smile slipped across her lips as she waited on the sidewalk for her bags to be unloaded. Good.
Looking up into the sky, Liz let the soft and surprisingly warm snow flakes fall onto her face. She had seen snow a handful of times but never like this. It blanketed everything in white, creating the winter Wonderland she had only known from books and movies. It was...gorgeous.
When she had her fill of the snow, she grabbed the few bags she had brought with her and went right into the bus station. As soon as she walked in, Liz immediately saw a blond around her height with a winter coat and a sign that had her name on it. Smiling, Liz ran right to her.
"Annie!"
"Honey bear!" Annabel Parker was the youngest of the Parker clan. She had been living in Florida when Liz had visited but left once Liz did. "How was your trip?" She asked holding Liz at arms length, the sign she'd been holding was left completely forgotten on the floor.
"Long but bearable." Liz told her with a small smile.
"Good. I'm glad." She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled at Liz. "So, let's get going." She grabbed two of Liz's four bags. "There's so much I wanna show you but I know all you wanna do is relax so we'll go home first." Annie said before leading the way to the parking lot and her car.
***
The drive to Annie's was long but filled with catch up and funny little antidotes of Annie's first few weeks here in town. It was nice and helped keep Liz's mind away from the two reasons she had left Roswell in the first place.
The first reason was her budding alien powers. Ava had said that since Max had saved her, he had changed her. And though she had no clue if what Ava was saving was true or false, she still agreed to help Isabel and Michael. At first, nothing happened. She had thought it was a bust until she felt herself shift, out of the Crash and into the streets of New York. Did that make her an alien now? Or was she still Liz with alien powers?
"I need to find out who I am now that I'm...different." She whispered to herself as she stared out the window.
The second reason was because of Max. She loved him but knew they couldn't be together. It was something that hurt her so badly but she knew she was gonna have to live with.
"Did you know there are legends of werewolves and vampires up here?" Liz turned to her aunt, all thoughts of Max and her problems instantly vanished.
"Really?"
"Yeah but they're nothing like what society says." Annie told her with a smirk. "For instance, crosses, garlic and sunlight do nothing to vampires. Instead, they're cold, frozen in time almost and the only way to kill them is to rip them apart."
"And the werewolves?"
"Apparently, a werewolf can change whenever he or she wants to. But I think it's fueled by anger or something like that." She said with a simple shrug.
"Who told you that?" Liz asked, more interested than she thought she'd be.
"My mom. One of the reasons dad built the house out here was because of mom's relationship with the Quileute tribe."
That caught Liz's attention. "Grandma Claudia actually knew the tribes out here?"
"Well, one of them at least." Annie turned to Liz and smiled. "We're here." They drove over a small brick bridge, down a small driveway and right into a two car garage. "What do you think?" She asked as she turned off the car.
"Wow." Liz got out of her aunt's beat up Toyota Corolla, the snow falling around her completely forgotten and just stared at the massive two floor cottage. While most of the place was covered in lush green vegetation, it was all blanketed in snow. A snow covered archway with twinkling white lights shining bright along the outside, sat in front of the pathway while a large and prettily decorated evergreen sat in the front yard. "Now I know it's tradition to decorate outside for Christmas but did you really decorate the tree?" Liz asked as she followed Annie to the trunk.
"Of course I did." She said with a smile. "It's a Parker tradition."
"Really?"
"Yep and just wait until you see the inside." Smirking, Liz followed Annie down the gray stone pathway and onto the porch that wrapped around the front of the house. "Welcome home." She told Liz before she opened the front door and moved to the side.
"Holy crap." They stood in the entryway of the house, a soft red paint on the walls not only in the entryway but also beyond. The staircase sat to her left while a closed door sat to her right. "This place is..." Her words trailed off as she rounded the corner on her right and walked into the massive living room. "Amazing seems like too small of a word." Liz gushed as she ran her fingers along the cherry wood sofa table.
"Thanks." Annie shrugged out of her heavy jacket and placed it in a closet that sat under the stairs. "Want a tour?"
"Uh, yeah." Liz said as she too shrugged out of her peacoat and sweater before handing both to Annie.
"Good." Her aunt took her coat from her and placed it in the closet before turning to Liz. "As you can see, this is the livingroom and man made hallway."
The living room was incredible. A large, plush brown sectional sat in the middle of the room, the sofa table behind it. A coffee table (that matched the sofa table) sat in front of the sectional; a circular silver plate with three Christmas candles on it and a small stack of books on top of it. A flat screen Tv and a fire place sat on the wall in front of the coffee table and between two set of doors that she assumed led to the backyard.
The wall to the left of the livingroom was basically a built in bookcase that not only had books on it but also Annie's massive movie collection. A Christmas tree sat by the empty half wall on the right side of the livingroom and finishing the room off, was the rest of the Christmas decorations.
"You did all of this?" Liz asked as she picked up a picture frame that sat on the sofa table. It was a picture of her grandparents when they were younger. Before her uncle Chris was even born.
"Yep." She walked around Liz and towards the kitchen that sat on the right of the livingroom. "Well, actually, I left most of the stuff the way my parents had had it. The technology, a few photos and the throw pillows were all me." She shrugged her shoulders. "Even the Christmas decorations belonged to my parents." Liz smiled as Annie pulled a bottle of water from the frig. "This is the kitchen. It's fully stocked. Oh and so is the livingroom. We have cable, telephone and Internet." She took a sip from her water before continuing. "Down this hall is a half finished bathroom and the laundry room." Liz nodded. "This is the dining room." Annie walked by her to a closed set of doors Liz hadn't noticed and opened them. "I haven't used it yet but who knows, someday."
It was big enough that a dining table sat in the middle with eight chairs around it. A China cabinet sat on the left wall and an opened bar sat on the far right near a large bay window. The walls were the same color as the rest of the first floor and the dining room furniture matched the livingroom furniture. It was really...
"Wow."
"I know. Mom and dad had great taste in decorum. Now, over here is the master bed, bath and closet which I, of course, have claimed."
"Of course." Liz smirked as she followed Annie to the left side of the livingroom. Across from the coat closet was another door and Liz knew if she could have, Annie would have put her name on it.
"Feast your eyes honey bear." When her aunt opened the door, Liz was speechless. Her room was an array of purples and blues. Sure Annie had tan furniture but everything else was either blue or purple. And her walls! Her walls were a mural of the Italian riviera. "You like?"
"You painted this?"
Annie nodded as she toed off her socks, her cute ankle boots had been left on the front porch along with Liz's only pair of rain boots. "Yep. Took me a few days to get it just right but I like it."
"It's...amazing." Liz told her as she ran her fingers along the riviera. "I hope you know you're gonna paint something amazing on my walls."
"Of course." Annie said with a smile as she got up off her bed. "And speaking of..."
***
Liz's room was right above Annie's and was just as big. A large canopy bed sat on the far left wall, two nightstands sitting at the head of the bed. A dresser and mirror sat on the wall near the bathroom while an entertainment center and a 32" flat screen sat by the door. The last piece of furniture was a matching chest that sat near the double doors that lead out to her new and barely used balcony. Other than that, it was empty.
"It's gonna look amazing once you put some life into it." Annie told her after she dropped the two bags she had grabbed on her way up, in front of Liz's bed. A big one and a medium one. "I know red is your favorite color and all but all I had were these light blue and dark purple bed sheets-."
"Don't." Liz told her as she let go of her other two bags. Another big one and a small laptop bag. "It'll be fine until I get my own things and just for the record, red is so not my favorite." She said as she turned from her aunt. "At least, not anymore."
"But you look so good in it."
Liz nodded. "So I've been told." She could hear the bitterness in her voice and hoped Annie didn't.
"Okay then. I'll just..." Annie pointed towards the door. It was obvious that she too had heard the bitterness in Liz's voice and not being one who liked dealing with confrontation, was trying to make a quick getaway. "Get out of your hair so that you can settle in."
"Thanks." She waited until her aunt was gone and the door was closed to finally take a deep breath in. Then she took another look around the room. "This is your second start." She whispered to herself. "Please, don't go and fuck it up." Slowly, she started to unpack her things.
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