Roswell Fanatics

Hey guys... just a quick note.. and a new part! I wasn*t going to write about the actual confrontation between the Dupes and the Pod Squad.. I was just gonna go back in my next part and say that it was all good and things had been worked out.. but you guys got so excited about it.. I couldn*t *not* give you guys what you wanted! So.. heres the next part.. the confrontation.. I hope you guys like it, cause I did it just for you... Enjoy and be sure to tell me what you think!

Part 11

The Dupes finally sat down and stared down the other group. Tess glanced at Max, who sat, very stiff next to her. She reached over and gave his hand a little squeeze. Although he didn't seem to care, or notice. Lonnie looked at them from under her eyelashes, "So, what da fuck're ya names?"

Liz had introduced them, but they were all in too much shock to listen to her. Isabel pointed to everyone and said their names. "We know that's Zan.. but what are your names?" she asked. Lonnie answered as Rath threw his arm around her neck. Tess looked at them, "You two are together?"

Lonnie looked her up and down, "Yeah, are you two?" she asked, looking at Tess' hand holding onto Max's.

"No, we're not" Max said, pulling his hand away from Tess and crossing his arms across his chest. Lonnie snickered a little "Damn...burned."

Zan finally spoke up "And you's from Roswell, right? Dats how you's guys know Liz?" They all nodded, but said nothing. Ava quietly said, "Roswell, New Mexico? Ain't dat where dem aliens supposedly crashed and all dat?" Max sat up a little straighter and cleared his throat as soon as Ava said 'aliens', causing Rath to raise and eyebrow, "Whassup, duke? Got sumpin ta hide?"

~*~Meanwhile, In the Bedroom~*~

They all still sat in front of the bedroom door, listening to what was going on. Kyle squirmed a little, "We should have brought food and drinks and supplies and stuff in here."

Maria looked at him sideways, "Supplies?"

Kyle nodded, "Yeah, the N64 and shit!" He and Alex high-fived at the mention of the Nintendo. Liz finally said "Guys! Please!" causing them to pout and then be quiet. All they could hear was some muffled talking. Liz sighed. Maria scooted next to her, putting her arms around her and giving her a small squeeze. "Hey, look at the bright side... at least they're not fighting"

All of a sudden, there was a large crash and a bunch of yelling, followed by another large crash, and more yelling. Everyone in the bedroom jumped up and practically trampled each other trying to get out the door and into the living room. Tess was getting up off the floor near the bedroom door, Zan was on the floor in front of the front door, and Max had some shield up that was glowing green. Liz tried to get to Zan, but couldn't get passed the shield. She glared at Max, "Put it down."

Max never looked away from Lonnie, Rath and Ava, who were now standing. "I'm not putting it down, that.. Lonnie... threw Tess across the room into a wall!"

Lonnie shot back, "Bitch was talkin' shit!"

Tess waddled over to the couch, obviously hurt from bouncing off a wall. "I wasn't talking shit. All I said was he has weird hair, its a freaking mullet *AND* a mohawk!"

Liz got mad. "Boo Hoo! I'm so sad for Tess" she said, her voice completely void of emotion. "All of you sit down, NOW!" Everyone abruptly sat down, surprised at Liz. But Max kept the shield up. Liz looked at him and the look was all it took. She didn't even have to open her mouth and he put the shield down.

Liz began walking to Zan, turning to say "Anyone try anything and I swear, I will kill you myself!" She helped Zan get up, "You promised!"

Zan scoffed. "Yo, Maxie Boy got his panties all bunched up 'n threw me 'cross da damn room. I didn't do nothin!"

Liz looked at him. "What did you say?"

Zan reluctantly replied, "I dunno.. sumpin 'bout how I'm betta den him.. and I am.. I'm da man."

Liz sighed. "Whatever... go sit with your people." Zan made his way over to the couch and plopped down, giving Max a dirty look.

Liz saw Max start to raise his hand towards Zan. "Max, if you move your hand another inch, I'll cut it off!" Everyone looked at Liz, and Max stopped moving his hand. "Good, put your hands in your lap and stay that way.. all of you!" They all more or less complied.

Liz smiled "Good. Alright, this is simple" she began, looking at everyone. "You four are identical to you four. You can throw people across rooms with the flick of your hand and Max can make a nifty little green shield thing. Now... anyone care to take a guess as to what's going on?" They all just sat there, either staring at the ceiling, the wall, their feet, or nervously played with their nails. "Alright, we can sit here all damn day, I didn't have any plans! Or.. we can stop being stupid and you guys can start talking..."

TBC....

Hey guys.. I know I just posted a new part yesterday.. but todays muh birfday.. so I decided to give you guys a present.. a new part! *lol* I hope you guys enjoy it.. the part after this is one of my absolute favorites... so, if you ask politely... since I*m having such a good day (The big 1-9 baby!!! *LOL*) I may just post that one too!! In the mean time:

Back to your regularly scheduled programming!!!


Part Twelve

It had only been a few days since the Dupes had met the Pod Squad, but it seemed like so much longer. Everyone was getting along great, with, of course, the exception of Max and Zan. They all acted like they'd known each other forever. Everyone from Roswell was staying for another month, and Liz was glad. She'd missed Maria so much. They went to the beach everyday and Maria was starting to talk Liz into going clubbing. Everyone knew what everyone else was... and they all knew everything that everyone else knew, there were no major secrets, which made Liz and Zan's relationship so much easier.

They were all enjoying a beautiful day at the beach. Liz couldn't help but smile as she looked around at everyone. Maria was next to her, Isabel next to Maria, just hanging out in some lounge chairs and getting a nice tan. Lonnie, Ava, Alex and Tess were playing in the Gulf of Mexico. Max had his nose in a book trying not to pay attention to Isabel yelling at him to actually have fun, and Zan, Kyle, Rath and Michael were playing football a few feet away. Maria and Isabel were talking about going to a club that night. Suddenly they both looked at Liz, pouting. She shook her head, "No! No, you guys. I don't wanna go to a club!"

Maria groaned, "Liz! Get that stick out of your ass! C'mon! We are young and sexy, and we need to be out there livin' it up!!"

Just then, Zan walked up, giving Liz a quick kiss before dropping down into the sand in front of them, "Whatchu guys gosspin' 'bout dis time?"

"We're not 'gosspin'" Isabel said, mocking his accent on the last word, causing the girls to giggle, "We're simply trying to convince your girlfriend to come clubbing with us"

"What clubs you wan' hit up?" Zan asked, grabbing Liz's water and taking a drink.

Isabel smiled. If anyone could convince Liz to go, it'd be Zan. "The main one we wanna go to is called "The Swamp". It's only like half an hour away, and its supposed to be really fun."

"Tight, lets go 'der tanite." Zan laid down in the sand, waiting for his girl to start arguing with him.

Liz knew she'd never win this argument, but still, she tried to think of a good excuse not to go. When she couldn't find one, she blurted out the first thing that came to mind, "I don't have anything to wear." Liz regretted saying the words as soon as they came out of her mouth. They knew they'd won. Isabel and Maria started talking about going shopping when Zan plainly said, "Da pink thang."

They all looked at him, confused, except for Liz, who prayed he wouldn't go there. Even Max, who had tried his damndest to stay out of the whole thing, looked up at him. Max closed his book, "What pink thing?"

Zan pushed himself up onto his elbows and looked at Max, "Welcome to da conva'sation. Kitten said she ain't got nothin ta wear to da club. But she does. 'Dat pink thangs she wore on our first date. Dat tiny little piece of fabric dat don't cova much."

They all looked at her in shock, she glanced at Maria and Isabel, "What? Emily made me get it!" The girls all went back to their tanning, Max went back to his book, and Zan went to gather everyone up to make plans for the night. The girls decided that they were all going to go shopping, so they collected their stuff and piled into Maria's Jetta and Liz's Mustang. The boys decided they would stay at the beach a little longer. They still had Max's Jeep and Kyle's Mustang, so they'd all be able to get home without sitting on top of each other.

Two hours later, the guys were at Liz's condo, playing video games and waiting for the girls. Rath sighed, tossing his controller on the floor, causing Alex and Kyle to start bickering over it. Rath looked at Max, "Yo, how long 'des bitches gon' take?"

Max suppressed the urge to correct Rath on the 'bitches' comment, knowing it would be a losing argument, and simply shrugged his shoulders. "Who knows. With Isabel leading them, they could be gone for days."

A few minutes later, the girls walked through the door, each carrying about five shopping bags full of stuff from a million different stores. Kyle looked up at them from his seat in front of the TV, "Did you guys not pay attention to the plan?"

All the girls looked at him, as if to say 'Do you have a point behind that?'

Kyle sighed, "Hey we've been ready for half an hour! If we wanna make our dinner reservations, we gotta leave in five minutes! There's no way in hell you'll be ready in time!"

Isabel rolled her eyes "Kyle... alien powers.. I can have everyone's hair and make-up done in less then thirty seconds. So please, lay off the bitching!"

Kyle went to say something else when Liz stepped in front of Isabel to defer any arguing. "We're all going in my room to get ready... we'll be out in 2 minutes!"

And with that, the girls, with all of their new stuff, piled into Liz's room. A few minutes later Isabel walked out, completely dressed, with her hair and make-up done perfectly. The guys stood up as one-by-one the girls walked out like a mini fashion show. Liz was the only one that wasn't there. Isabel smiled, "I'd like to present my masterpiece"

Liz walked out in her pink top, a pleated jean skirt with a little decorative chain on it and black knee high boots. Her hair was spiral curled, and Isabel had done her eye makeup all smoky, making her eyes look unbelievable. Zan's breath caught in his throat when he saw her.

"Wow..." he said walking over to her and pulling her close "Kitten, you look amazing"

She smiled up at him, "Thanks, but you're a biased opinion" She broke free of his grip and stood waiting for the rest of the guys to say something. All Alex could manage out was "Damn..." All the guys simply nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I'd def'nitly fuck ya." Rath said, causing Lonnie to slap him upside the head. He recovered and quickly said, "Yeah, well, we gots ta step if we's gon' make it on time."

With that, the girls scattered to find their purses, and put everything in them. A few minutes later, they were all piled into the vehicles and on their way to dinner.

Once they got to the restaurant, they received plenty of strange looks. Four sets of 'twins' together seemed to make people look, until they got the evil eye from Lonnie, that is.

An hour and a half later, they'd eaten and were in the parking lot of the club. With a wave of the hand, everyone in the group was 21 or older. They all got in and got some drinks, the humans getting the alcoholic variety. Then they settled in at a table. Liz looked around, taking a large drink of her margarita. She knew something bad was going to happen tonight. She could already feel it.

TBC...

Whatcha think???

Hey guys... Thanks so much for all the birthday wishes... I did have a good one... did a lot of shopping.. and got a cute voicemail from Di!! *hehe* Heres the next part... Hope you like it!!!


Part Thirteen

It didn't take long for a majority of the group to migrate to the dance floor, leaving Liz, Zan, Max and Tess at the table. Liz had to giggle to herself about the situation. Max looked so uncomfortable. Tess was sitting as close to Max as she possibly could without being in his lap, and was practically drooling on his shoes. Liz looked around the club and located the nearest restroom. She stood up, causing the three at the table to look at her. She looked at them saying, "I'll be right back."

Max's boyfriend instinct kicked in. "Where are you going?"

Liz sighed, "I'm going to the ladies room to touch up my make-up, Why? Do you wanna come with me?"

Max turned his head, looking out onto the dance floor as if he hadn't heard that last part. Things between them had been so strained lately and Liz saw no sign of it letting up. She turned to walk to the bathroom when Tess stood up. "I'll go with you." This should be fun... Liz thought. Her and Tess hadn't talked about the whole destiny thing, and she definitely didn't feel like doing it right now. She walked into the bathroom, with Tess right behind her. Liz went to the mirror and started touching up her lip gloss, while Tess just stood in the middle of the room looking at Liz's reflection in the mirror. Liz knew there was going to be a conflict. She glanced at Tess' reflection, "What?"

Tess walked up next to her "What exactly are you trying to prove?"

Liz was taken aback. She turned to face Tess, "Excuse me?"

Tess sighed, "This whole Zan thing. I know he's just a rebound from Max, and how convenient that they're identical." Liz went to open her mouth, but Tess rushed on. "It's so obvious Liz! You've decided that you need to shake things up, so you got yourself a sexy little bad boy to try and turn you into a rebel"

Liz looked Tess dead in the eyes. She was getting really mad, really quick. "I'm not a rebel. Never have been, never will be. And you don't know shit about what's going on!"

Tess casually leaned back against the wall, "You're right about one thing... you'll never be a rebel. You'll always be straight-laced, predictable Liz Parker. Always doing what she's told and what's expected of her." Tess pushed herself off of the wall, standing straight again and crossed her arms across her chest. "You'll never be good enough for Zan."

Liz was officially furious. She took a step closer to Tess, "Yet, he's mine. You, on the other hand, will never be good enough for Max. Hence him wanting nothing to do with you."

Tess laughed, "Don't worry, sweetie. He'll be mine."

It was Liz's turn to laugh. "I have a better chance of suddenly developing alien powers than you do of getting with Max." Liz was done with this. She grabbed her purse and went to open the door. It slammed shut. She turned to see Tess' hand extended toward the door.

Tess spoke first, "I want you to stay away from Max."

Liz rolled her eyes. "Who are you kidding? I mean, seriously, the stalker thing... it isn't cute! And why do you think I came to Florida?! 'Cause I thought the pamphlets looked pretty?! No. To get away from Max, and *He* followed *me*. He doesn't want you. Get over yourself."

Liz went to open the door only to have it slammed shut again. "WHAT?!" Liz screamed, turning to face Tess again.

Tess smiled a little. "Three words, then you can leave: It ain't over"

Liz yanked on the door handle, and it finally opened. When she was half way out the door she turned to Tess, "You're right. It ain't over... bitch!"

Liz smiled to herself as she walked back to the table. Maria and Lonnie were there when she got back. They saw the look on her face and asked what had happened. After she told them, Maria's mouth hung wide open and one of Lonnie's eyebrows shot upwards. "You ain't killed her yet? How da fuck is dat possible?!"

Liz laughed, leaning back in her chair, downing the rest of her drink, just as Tess sat back down. Maria and Lonnie both gave her a death look, causing Liz to laugh as she headed to the bar.

As much as she hated to admit it, Tess was kind of right. She *was* always responsible. The bartender came over to her, asking her what she wanted. She asked for another margarita, but just as he started to walk away, she added, "And a Tequila shot, oh, and it goes on Tess Harding's tab."

The bartender nodded and Liz smiled to herself. She was going to have a good time tonight, even if that meant a fight with Tess. GOD! Liz thought, I just wanna smash her face into something really hard! Just then, the bartender returned. She downed her shot, grabbed her drink, and headed back towards the table. She was sick of Tess' shit, and she wasn't going to take it anymore.

TBC...

This has to be one of my favorite parts... just cause I love da drama!!! *lol* And I couldn*t help being a little ironic with some of the comments between Liz and Tess... they just seemed to fit the sitch.. they made me laugh.. so hopefully you got a little giggle out of it as well. Lemme know what you think.. I know its a fairly short part... but *Trust Me* The next parts are super-long and totally make up for it!!! Enjoy!!!

In some of these parts, I used songs that I know weren*t even released when this is supposedly taking place.. but we*re just gonna overlook that fact, ok?? And just so you*re aware.. this is a really long part!! *lol* And since I*ve been slacking in getting my parts typed and to Gen to be proofread.. the next update prob won*t be until Sunday.. and then I*ll type up the rest of what I have written and try to update ASAP.. Ok.. on with the show!!!

Part 14

Liz sat at the table, starting to feel the effects of the tequila. She'd only been drunk a few times before, but she knew she was well on her way there tonight. She glanced over at Zan. He looked in her eyes and leaned to yell something in her ear over the music, "Yo, Kitten, you gettin' shitfaced?"

She replied, "I got into an argument with Tess in the bathroom. I'm trying to de-stress a little." Zan nodded and leaned back in his chair. He put his hand on the back of her neck, giving her a little massage and a smile. A few minutes later he stood up, leaning over to say "I'm steppin out fo' a sec, babe.. I'll be back."

She nodded and watched him walk away. Just then Black Eyed Peas' 'Hey Mama' started playing. Maria screamed and jumped up. "C'mon Liz! Please, I love this song!!"

If not for the alcohol, and a few of Tess' comments, Liz would have never gone to dance. She glanced around the table at the people that were there. She found Max, Tess, Michael, Rath and Alex all staring at her. She gave in. "Screw it, lets go!" She took Maria's hand and followed her onto the dance floor. When they got there, Liz glanced at the table, and everyone was still staring at her. Liz let loose. She started dancing with Maria, shaking her hips to the beat. Liz noticed Zan had returned to the table and was gawking in disbelief.

Just then, someone started dancing behind Liz. She let it go for a minute, hoping they would just leave, but they didn't. They put their arms around Liz's waist and pulled her in close. She took a large step to her left and began dancing with Maria again, but he followed her. Finally, she turned around and looked up at him. She put her hands on his chest and gave him a light push backwards. He looked at her, confused, not sure what was going on. Liz simply pointed towards her table. The guy looked over and found multiple sets of eyes wishing death upon him. He held up his hands in defeat and walked away. Liz shook her head and turned back to Maria, shaking what her mama gave her and running her fingers through her hair, really getting into the music. When the song ended they were both out of breath.

They started to make their way back to the table when Willa Ford's "I Wanna Be Bad" came on. Maria looked at Liz and smiled. They both immediately knew what the other was thinking, just one of the perks of being best friends for so long. They walked over to a table and climbed on top of it. They'd seen plenty of girls dancing on the tables so they knew it was ok. As soon as they got up there, they had plenty of attention. They laced their fingers and started grinding their hips together. They knew they had all the guys' eyes on them, and they loved it!

Liz glanced back at her table. Zan and Max sat next to each other with matching looks of shock on their faces. Liz couldn't help but smile, the song was getting to her; she did 'wanna be bad'. As much as she hated it, Tess had affected her. She shook any thoughts of Tess out of her mind. She turned again to look at Zan, but he wasn't there. She spotted him making his way towards the table she was on, with Max and Michael right behind him.

Zan couldn't believe Liz!! Not only was she drunk, she was dancing on tables in a short skirt! He pushed his way through the crowd surrounding them and stood in front of the table, trying to get her to come down. She shook her head no, and Zan turned to Michael and Max, speaking more to Michael. "Yo, we's gotta get em down. They both hammered and we don't need no more 'ttention on us"

Michael didn't take his eyes off the girls as he muttered, "Yeah, and you can totally see up their skirts too..."

Zan turned his attention back to Liz, who was looking down at him, singing the lyrics, and dancing provocatively.

Tell me what I got is what you want...
Tell, Tell me do I, I turn you on?
I don't want no one judgin me,
I wanna be bad,
You make bad look so good,
I got things on my mind,
I never thought I would...
I, I wanna be bad

The song ended and the guys helped them off the table. Michael threw his arm around Maria, despite all her protests, to make sure no guys tried anything. He hated that he still cared and, even if he'd never admit it, he did. Zan put his arm around Liz, but with no protests.

They slowly made their way back to the table, receiving lots of cheers and whistles. When they got there, Liz dropped down into her chair, taking a large drink of her Margarita Geez, you wouldn't think dancing would wear you out so much! She thought, I could really use a cigarette.. What am I talking about?? I don't smoke! It does sound good though.. maybe I'll start.. man, I babble when I'm drunk.. even if I'm talking to myself...

Liz snapped herself out of the conversation with herself, and glanced over at Tess. She couldn't stop from growling a little. She felt like smashing Tess' face into something, then smiled at the memory of seeing Tess laying on her living room floor after bouncing off the wall.

Zan broke her out of her thoughts as he leaned over, giving her a long kiss. "You looked hot, babe.. but the table dance was a little much..." Liz sat there for a second, then leaned back, giving Zan a look. He didn't know what it was for, but it made him feel like he was in trouble.

All of a sudden, Liz reached over and patted his pockets, finding what she was looking for in his left cargo pocket. She pulled out his cigarettes and held them up, raising an eyebrow. He was in shock, he stuttered, "What.. How.. I.. You.. I just..."

Liz gave him a fake smile. "I could taste 'em on you." She took one of them out, putting it in her mouth. "Gimme a lighter."

Zan started searching his pockets. Ever since the argument with Tess, Liz had been acting very out of character.. at least the character Zan had come to know. She was in a really weird mood and Zan didn't want to put himself in the position of become a punching bag if she got really mad. He'd learned after living with Lonnie for so long.

He found his lighter and handed it to her. She lit her cigarette and inhaled, handing him his lighter back. "Thanks Sparky."

Everyone just kind of sat there, looking at each other. Something had definitely gotten into Liz and they didn't know exactly how to act. All of a sudden, "The Boy is Mine" by Brandi and Monica came on. Tess glanced at Liz, trying to hide her laughter. Liz sighed and said "Gimme a fuckin break!!" Maria started laughing as Lonnie sat down, returning from the bar with a round of drinks. "Whassup?" she asked Maria. Maria whispered something in Lonnie's ear and Lonnie started laughing too.

Liz and Tess were staring each other down as the song played. Liz picked a specific line of the song to mouth to Tess:

There is no way you could mistake, him for your man, are you insane??

Liz could tell she was really starting to get under Tess' skin, so she picked another line and mouthed it to her again:

From the truth you can't escape, I can tell the real from the fake

Liz was expecting Tess to throw something, or get up and stomp off, but she wasn't expecting what really happened. Tess leaned forward in her chair, causing everyone to look at her. While staring Liz directly in the eyes, she mouthed the next part:

When will you get the picture? You're the past, I'm the future, get away, its my time to shine, if you didn't know.. The boy is mine!

Almost everyone's mouth dropped open as they looked back and forth between the two girls, getting ready to stop the fight they were expecting to suddenly break out. Liz felt like throwing her chair at Tess, but quickly decided on calmly leaning forward, taking a drag off her cigarette, and then blowing it in Tess' face. She slowly sat back in her chair, waiting for Tess to retaliate.

Tess got up and went to the bar. Liz smiled, looking over at Maria and Lonnie. "Round One goes to Me!"

Max and Zan exchanged a look, and then both looked at Liz. She plainly said, "It's cool, I'm just gonna have to beat her ass later..."

Max, who was totally out of the loop asked, "What the hell happened?!"

Liz shrugged her shoulders like it wasn't anything big "She talked mad shit, so I handled it... and if she keeps her shit up.. I'll handle it again."

Max had never seen Liz act like this before. He wasn't sure whether it was because of Zan or if Tess had just said something really bad. 'The Boy is Mine' ended just as Tess sat down at the table with a new soda. She glared at Liz a second before turning to flirt with Max.

Liz rolled her eyes and looked at Zan. "What's wrong, baby?" she asked, leaning into him so he could hear her.

He shrugged his shoulders before replying "I dunno, maybe I'ma lil upset cause my girl is singin a song called 'Da Boys Mine' to a girl tryin to get wit her ex.."

Liz quickly responded. "No, its not like that! It had nothing to do with Max! It was all about Tess. She needs to realize that she may be the Queen on whatever the fuck planet she's from... but I'll fuckin' knock her ass off her throne here on Earth! Me and her have never gotten along, and its finally come down to this."

He kind of pulled away, but she pulled him back, her lips crashing into his. They kissed for a long moment before she whispered in his ear. "Besides, I wanna be bad, remember? And since you make bad look so good..." she paused, pulling back to look him in the eyes, chewing on her lip a little before she leaned back in, sucking on his earlobe for a second before seductively whispering in his ear. "I wanna be bad with you."

TBC....

Lemme know whatcha think!!!

Hey guys.. I know, I know.. I promised you guys a new part on Sunday, but I do have a really good reason for not coming through with it!!! The apartment complex me and my husband live in, decided to get a new cable provider and they came out on Sat to do what they had to do(and I was in the middle of a fic, too!!! ) and they didn*t hook up our cable internet right.. so I was without the internet for 2 days.. I almost died.. but I*m back now! I haven*t gotten a chance to type up any new parts.. so I*m probally gonna get at least one done tonite, so I can post again soon.. but my husband has tomorrow off.. and since he thinks the fic obsession is odd.. he doesn*t even know I*m writing one!! *lol* So.. it may take a little bit for a new update.. but I hope the fact that this is really long will make up for it!!! Ok.. definatly gonna shut up now.. Enjoy!!!


Part 15

It took almost a full two hours to get everyone collected and ready to leave. Just when they almost had everyone, someone would wander off. Finally, they were all in the parking lot trying to figure out who was riding with who. Lonnie, Rath and Ava had a hotel room down the street from the condo, so they took the Jetta. Michael drove Kyle's Mustang with Isabel sitting shotgun and Kyle drunkenly babbling in the backseat. Max drove the Jeep, driving Tess and Alex. Alex passed out almost as soon as he was in the backseat, having drank way too much. And Zan drove Liz's Mustang and tried to control Maria and Liz, who were in the backseat, bouncing around and acting crazy. They'd each had a few shots, and quite a few drinks. They were gone.

When they finally got back to the condo, Alex immediately passed out on one of the beds in the spare bedroom at Liz's. Max, Michael, Isabel and Tess had rented the condo next to Liz's so Tess and Kyle went there. Max, Michael and Isabel sat on a couch at Liz's, trying to contain their laughter at the scene Maria and Liz were making. They were both dancing and singing, occasionally yelling some kind of nonsense when they caught the three of them laughing.

Zan came out of Liz's room, clad in nothing but boxers. Max's jaw clenched. He's staying the night?!

Liz immediately gave up dancing and tried walking to Zan, falling on the floor in the process. She started laughing from the floor. "I fucking fell over!!! What the hell is that?!" she asked between laughs.

Zan picked her up. "Time ta get ready fa bed, sweets." She wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled into him. He stopped before going into her bedroom and turned her towards the living room. "Say g'nite ta everybody."

Liz looked over at them. "Goodnight everybody!!" she screamed, causing them to laugh and then say good night to her also. With that, Zan took her in the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Isabel and Michael looked at Max. He looked back at them, glancing at Maria, who had also fallen over and was now crawling to the couch. He tried to put on his best 'I don't care' face. "What?" he asked. Isabel gave him a sideways glance. "You're not fooling anyone!"

Maria crawled in front of him, using his legs to pull her up onto her knees so she was eye level with him. "Girlfriend, we see right through you! You still love her and the fact that she's in there with him..." she let her voice trail off, and shook her head.

Isabel stood up, "I'm going to bed, goodnight guys." They said bye to her and she went back to their condo. Michael took Maria and put her in the spare room, on the bed that Alex wasn't occupying. Max laid back on the couch. Even the drunk saw right through me. I gotta get over this, he thought. He didn't even notice Michael leave as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

~*Meanwhile*~

Liz was laying on her bed as Zan found something for her to wear to bed. He only caught about half of the stuff she was saying... something about Tess. He walked back to the bed with one of his t-shirts he'd given her and a pair of blue pajama pants. He helped her change and crawled into bed with her. She looked at him, confused, "You're staying?"

He sat up a little. "Only if you's want me to."

She smiled up at him, trying to get his accent right and replied, "FaSho." She giggled a little before pulling Zan's lips down to hers. She wove her fingers into his hair and pulled him as close to her as she could. He ran his tongue over her lips, making them part. He lightly brushed his tongue over hers. Her hands roamed over his chest and back, making his kisses go from sweet and soft, to rough and needy.

His tongue explored every part of her mouth, as if to memorize it. Their tongues fought for dominance, no one winning, but no one really loosing either. Zan's hand slowly lifted up her shirt a little so his hand could slip underneath. He was tentative at first, sticking with rubbing his hand over the smooth skin of her stomach. He lightly ran his nails across her stomach, right above the waistband of her pants, causing her to moan into his mouth and run her nails down his back.

With that, the tentativeness was gone. His hands immediately went to the bottom of the shirt, yanking it upward. They broke contact long enough for it to go over her head. They were wrapped in another mind-blowing kiss before it even hit the floor. Zan dropped his head to kiss his way along her neck as one of his hands wound into her hair, the other one going straight to cup one of her breasts. Between kisses, Zan muttered little things, "So beautiful", "You taste good", "Softest skin..." She let out a little whimper at his touch. He kneaded and massaged her breast with his hand, slowly making his way there with his mouth, leaving a trail of wet kisses the whole way.

God, she's amazing, Zan thought. I can't get enough of her, its like an addiction. Addicted to her taste, her smell, her hair, her eyes, her lips, her body, her mind... Yup.. definitely addicted.

He smiled as he finally reached her nipple. He took it in his mouth, sucking on it lightly, and swirled his tongue around it. He could feel her breathing pick up and could here her soft moaning. He felt her hand lace into his hair, pulling him closer.

He sucked a little harder, giving it a little bite before moving to the other one. She yelped a little but soon started moaning again. Zan had always liked the mixture of a lot of pleasure and a little pain. No Pain, No Gain, Zan thought. He was a little kinky like that.

Zan made his way back to Liz's mouth. He was now positioned between her legs and she was grinding her hips into his. He began exploring her mouth again when he felt her pull back a little.

He pulled back and looking into her eyes. It was dark in the bedroom, but light enough that he could still see her. "Whassup, kitten? You got sumpin on ya mind?" He reached up and brushed a piece of hair out of her face.

Liz looked up at him. God, he's gorgeous! And I have a newfound respect for that mouth.. and tongue piercings?? Forget about it, I'm all for 'em now! Liz thought, her mind slipping from what she wanted to talk about.

"Babe?" Zan's voice brought her back to reality.

"Sorry... can I ask you something?" she asked.

Zan flashed her that damn smirk, the one that never failed to make her melt. "Yeah, shoot."

She waited a few seconds before finally getting it out. "How many girls have you been with?"

Zan was a bit taken aback. He'd expected it to come up, since it hadn't already.. he just didn't expect it in the middle of, well... foreplay. He shrugged his shoulders the best he could, he was supporting his upper body weight on his elbows, so the gesture looked kind of odd. "I dunno, Why?"

Liz looked him in the eyes as her fingers made tiny circles on the small of his back. "How do you not know?" she asked.

He didn't like where this was going. "I dunno, kitten, I didn't keep count." He noticed a bit of a hurt look on her face but she forged ahead with the interrogation.

"Well, if you had to guess... gimme a rough number." she said.

Zan changed positions, moving to lay next to her on the bed. "Wha's dis all about?"

She sighed, "I just need to know, it must be a girl thing, humor me, please?"

He laid on his back and thought few a second, finally saying, "I dunno... 13?"

Liz say up, clutching the sheet to her chest. Zan jumped at her sudden movement and quickly sat up "Wha's wrong?" He saw tears forming in her eyes Aw, damn! I can't believe I forgot she was drunk! Oh, I defiantly fucked up! He didn't know what to do or say.

Finally she whispered, "13?" as the tears started rolling down her cheeks. She reached to the floor and grabbed her shirt, quickly putting it back on. Zan had to say something and the only thing that he could think to say, he did.

"Where's dis comin from?" He wasn't angry or upset, he just wanted to know what was going on.

Liz sniffled, wiping her tears away. "It's just.." she started, trying to get her breathing normal again. "When we were... ya know... I thought we were gonna.. Ya Know..."

He was still a little confused. "Liz..." he hardly every called her that. It was always 'kitten' or 'sweets' or 'babe'.. something like that, never Liz. So as soon as he said that, she looked at him. "Honey, I'd neva make you'd do sumpin you didn't wanna.. I gots way more respect fo' you den dat."

Liz took one of his hands and placed a soft kiss on his palm "I know, I never thought you would, not once," she said. "I wanted to..."

He was still confused. He never understood girls. Their just too damn complicated, he quickly decided. "So.. if you wanted to, what's with da questions? I neva asked you how many dudes you been wit."

At that, she looked down. His eyebrows scrunched together. "What, babe? Jus tell me whassup.. you's bein all cryptic all ofa sudden."

She never looked up at him, she just layed down on the bed and pretended to be going to sleep. "No, you didn't ask, Zan... maybe if you had, you wouldn't be so damn confused." She was a little angry, and she wasn't quite sure why. I'll blame it on the tequila, she declared to herself before Zan's voice brought her back to what was going on.

"Aight, you wan' play dat way.. I honestly don't care ta know.. its da past, but if its gon' help me fig'a dis shit... straight. How many dudes you been wit, kitten?" He was being honest, he didn't care to know. Mostly because he was scared it would confirm his suspicions that Liz and Max had been together. His fists automatically clenched, so he tore himself away from the thought. "Babe, I wanna know how many..."

Liz rolled to face him and slowly looked up, finally making eye contact. "None," she said so quietly he could barely hear her. Barely, but he defiantly heard her.

"What?" he asked, completely stunned.

"I'm still a virgin..." she said a little louder. Suddenly it all made sense. And I guessed 13?! Yeah, I knew I should'a asked her a long time ago. She started crying a little and Zan laid down next to her and pulled her close to him, her body melting into his. He rocked her slightly, trying to get her to stop crying. "Shh.. kitten, you gots nothin' ta cry 'bout! Its all good. You're just a lil more upset cause your drunk, go to sleep and we'll talk tomorrow."

He rocked her for another five minutes, whispering little things in her ear until he was sure she was sleep. He leaned back a little and looked into her face. He ran his thumb over her cheeks and started talking to her, even though she was asleep. "I knows you ain't gon' hear dis.. but I think you're amazing, kitten, you's absolutly perfect." He bent down, giving her a soft kiss on the forehead. He situated himself next to her in a comfortable sleeping position. He leaned in close to her ear to whisper one more thing before he went to sleep, "And I think I'm fallin' in love witchu, Liz Parker."

TBC...

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Part Sixteen

Liz's eyes slowly fluttered open, but she clenched them shut and threw the blanket over her head the minute they did. There was sunlight streaming through the windows and it made her head pound even harder. She reached over towards the nightstand and blindly felt around until she found the alarm clock, bringing it under the covers. There was no way she was risking the sun again. Glancing at the clock, it read 11:05 AM. She groaned and pushed it off the bed and onto the floor.

After a few minutes she pulled the covers off her head and sat up. She opened her eyes as much as she could, which wasn't all that much. She tried to get up and immediately cursed herself. Congratulations on your first hangover, Parker, she thought, finally being able to stand.

She slowly wobbled her way over to the dresser, and grabbed her sunglasses, putting them on. Ok, at least now I can see.. I just can't walk.. ok, one foot in front of the other... almost to the door..., she thought. What the hell happened last night?? And where's Zan??

She finally made it to the door, and opened it. She walked into the hallway and looked around, the place seemed to be empty. She stepped into the living room, making only a few steps before she lost her balance and fell to the floor with a thud. "Ah, Fuck Me!!" she groaned.

She jumped at someone saying, "I don't think your boyfriend would like that.." She looked up and saw Max looking down at her over the back of the couch, trying very hard not to let her see him smiling.

"What?!" she snapped "You find this humorous?!" Before he could say anything, she said, "Ya know what? Don't answer that! Come help me up..."

Max sighed and got off the couch, walking over to her, and holding out both hands. She grabbed them and gripped tightly, trying to eliminate the possibility of ending up back on the floor. He yanked her up suddenly into a standing position, her knees giving out almost immediately, causing her to fall into Max's arms.

She looked up into his eyes. "My hero..." she said sarcastically, finally steadying herself and making it to the couch with minimal assistance. She slumped down, resting her head on the back of the couch. "Ugh, I think I'm still drunk... what the hell happened last night?"

Max gave her a brief overview of the events. She scrunched her face in embarrassment when he finished. "I really ran around here with Maria, dancing and singing 'Shake it like a Polaroid picture'?"

Max couldn't help but laugh remembering it. "Yeah.. it was quite something."

She punched him in the arm. "Shut up! At least I didn't blow anything up when I was drunk.," she said, raising an eyebrow at him.

He held up his hands in surrender. Liz looked over at him. "Where is everyone?"

Max thought for a minute before replying. "The girls went shopping.. again!.. And... Michael, Alex and Kyle said something about going to watch a rugby game.. and Zan said he was going to 'the crib'."

Liz burst out in a fit of laughter, ignoring the fact that it made her head pound. "Max.. for the love of God, don't EVER say that again! You're way to cornball for the NYC lingo!"

Max smiled and shook his head. "Just repeating what I was told."

They sat for a minute in awkward silence before Liz said. "Why didn't you go to rugby?"

"Eh, not my thing... besides, someone had to be here to pick you up off the floor."

Her mouth dropped open and she punched him in the arm again. She sat for a minute before rubbing her face with her hands. He looked over at her. "Hangover?"

She nodded. "Oh yeah! This sucks!! This is my first and my last... I hope!"

Max sat up and faced her. "Want me to fix it?"

She looked over at him, surprised "Can you?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I already had to do it for Maria, Alex and Kyle..." He looked at her. "Sit up and face me." He put his hands on her head, threading his fingers into her hair. A few seconds later, he reluctantly pulled back. "Better?"

She smiled "Much.. Thank you" She took off her sunglasses and put them on the coffee table. Thank God I know the right people, she thought, making herself smile. Once again, the silence took over. Liz played with her nails for a minute, then realized she'd picked that habit up from Lonnie. She finally got up the courage to speak to him again. "Max?"

He looked over at her. "Yeah?"

She looked over and her eyes met his. Oh, Liz.. you shouldn't have done that.. you know you can't speak coherently and look this guy in the eyes.. Ok.. Focus!! she ordered herself, pulling her gaze away, and finally speaking. "I'm really sorry.. about everything. I feel really bad for leaving Roswell like I did, not saying anything.. and I feel even worse for everything I said to you. I can only imagine what you were feeling..." she let her voice trail off as she looked into his eyes again.

A few seconds later, Max said, "I'm sorry about what I said too. When I saw you with Zan... I just snapped. But I still had no right to talk to you like you were my property... I just want you to be happy.. and as 'cornball' as this sounds.. I hope we'll still be friends."

Liz smiled. "Count on it, Evans..." They sat there, just looking at each other for a few minutes. Liz could feel herself being pulled in by his eyes.. it was so hard to stare into those eyes and not kiss him. She knew she had to do something, or she'd end up making out with Max in a total of 2.5 seconds. So she finally said, "Hey... everyone else is out doin' stuff... we can't sit in here like two losers all day. I'ma go get dressed and we're gonna go do something."

Max looked at her like she'd just spoken some foreign language he didn't understand. "Are you serious? Cause we don't have to.. and Zan's probably gonna get really mad..."

Liz shrugged. "Then he'll get mad.. he's gonna have to get over it. Like you said, I'm not property.. I can hang out with my friends whenever I want."

Max reached down and started putting his shoes on, cueing Liz that the outing was a go. She went into her room, quickly changed into a pair of jean shorts, a tank top and some sandals. Then quickly washed her face, brushed her teeth and threw on some powder, mascara and lip gloss. She walked back into the living room, putting her hair in a high ponytail. "Ready?" she asked, grabbing her purse.

Max nodded. "Yep, what do you have in mind?"

Liz just tilted her head a little, "You'll see..." she said walking to the door, opening it and motioning for Max to follow. She locked the door and they started walking down the stairs "But believe me... they won't call me 'straight-laced, predictable Liz Parker' after this.."

Max stopped and gave her a 'What are you gonna do?' look. She turned and looked at him "Don't be such a girl! Have a little faith, Now c'mon! I'm driving!"

TBC.....

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Part 17

Liz and Max drove through Destin in the convertible, content, and not feeling the need to make small talk. Liz finally pulled into a shopping center and turned off the car. Max looked around. "Are we going shopping?" he whined, his face scrunching a little.

Liz got out of the car and looked down at Max. "Come on!"

Max shook his head. "No Liz, I'm not going shopping with you!"

She sighed, and groaned, "Max!.. Please?!" She pouted and stuck out her bottom lip, making her best puppy dog face.

He looked up at her and sighed. "What's in it for me?"

Liz tapped her index finger on her lip, staring off into space as if in deep thought. "I'll model all the clothes for you..." she said, raising her eyebrows.

"Alright, fine," Max said, getting out of the car. "It's a losing battle, so I might as well just give in and save us both some time."

"Yay!" Liz exclaimed, running over, grabbing his hand, and dragging him towards the store. Over an hour later, they emerged from the store. Liz had at least eight bags full of clothes. Max had to carry most of them 'cause Liz couldn't handle them all. Liz got everything from tank tops, to mini skirts, new shoes... she even got some of those bondage pants... with straps that connect the legs of them together. Max freaked out when she showed them to him, but he had to admit, she looked hot in them.

After shopping, they went to a hair salon. Max didn't complain too much, he needed a hair cut anyways. Liz gave the ladies strict orders that Max couldn't see what she was having done to her hair. He freaked out a little, scared of what she might do. Forty minutes later, he was still waiting for Liz to get done, when her stylist walked out. Max stood up as Liz walked out. His jaw immediately dropped open when he saw her.

She'd gotten her hair cut and layered, and it now sat just barely brushing her shoulders. She'd also gotten blonde and pink highlights. "What'd you do?!?" were the first words out of his mouth. The smile quickly faded from her face, so Max quickly added, "I mean, you look beautiful, of course, you always do, but if you're doing all this for Zan..."

Liz cut him off, "No, Max.. I did this for me. It's what I wanted. I'm sick of being such a goodie-goodie and always doing everything right and what's expected of me. I figure if anyone would understand the feeling of just wanting to be someone else, that'd be you.."

Max walked over and gave her a quick hug. "You're right, I'm sorry, I was just a little shocked." She looked up at him and smiled. He couldn't help but add, "I wasn't lying either.. you do look beautiful."

Liz finally paid the hairstylist, thanked her, and they left. They went to the closest fast food restaurant they could find and grabbed something to eat. As they drove, Max, who had been leaning his head back on the headrest with his eyes closed finally said, "Are we done for today? Can we go home now?"

Liz pulled into a parking spot and turned off the car. Max opened one eye and looked around. Nope.. not home yet, he thought, Damn it...

Liz looked at him. "One more stop." She motioned to where they were going. "Then we can go home and you can rest, girly-man!" He gave her a dirty look, making her giggle, then she added, "I'm gonna need your help here though..."

Max finally looked over at the building, seeing exactly what it was. He looked back at Liz with wide eyes. "Are you serious?!" he asked.

Liz gave him a huge smile, and jumped out of the car. "Yup, a hundred percent. Lets go!"

TBC....

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Part Eighteen

Max reluctantly got out of the car, but didn't walk towards the building. Liz walked over to him and held out her driver’s license. He just looked at her with his patented "Yeah, right" look plastered on his face. She sighed, "C'mon! Make it say I'm 18!"

He shook his head. "No, I'm sorry, but I'm not letting you go in there!"

Liz groaned, she found herself doing that a lot around Max today, and threw her head back for dramatic effect. "Max! Please? I mean, my birthdays in a week or so anyway!"

He crossed his arms. "Yeah, your birthday may be soon, but you're turning 17!!! Liz, we are at a tattoo parlor!!!" he said, gesturing emphatically at the building.

She turned and looked at the building then back at Max "It's also a piercing parlor..."

Max scoffed, "Oh, now I've changed my mind..."

Liz started pouting. She lowered her head a little and looked up at him, her lower lip sticking out, and made her chin quiver. He immediately stepped back from her. "No, don't give me that look!"

Liz knew she almost had him. She took a step closer, her chest mere inches from his and looked up into his eyes. She ran one of her hands down one of his arms. "Please?"

Max sighed, which came out more as a growl and said, "Fine...," swiping his hand over her ID. She looked at it, making sure it said she was 18 and
smiled. "Thank you, Punkin..."

He stepped back. "You cannot call me that anymore, you lost that privilege! But, you're welcome." His voice didn't project any anger, just a little disappointment.

Liz had called him 'punkin' when they were together. She looked at him and then at the ground. "Sorry..."

He lifted her chin up. "Hey, it’s ok. It just hurts a little to know that I
can't have you anymore, and it hurts even more knowing that Zan can." His fists clenched automatically.

Liz reached out and took one of his hands, lacing her fingers through his.
"Don't get upset, please? We've had a really good day together. Now, I'm
going in. You don't even have to come with me; you can stay in the car,
OK?"

Max replied, "Ugh! If you think I'm letting you go in that chop-shop all by
yourself, you're high!"

They began walking as Liz tried to hide her smile. Finally she said, "No, I'm not high... yet. Do you know where I could go get some though?"

Max stopped dead in his tracks, like a deer in headlights. Liz lost it,
laughing so hard she fell on the ground. She finally regained her composure, got up, and began dragging him towards the building "I'm just kidding! You left yourself wide open for that one, Evans!" He gave her a dirty look and they went inside.

~20 minutes later~

They both emerged from the building, Max's eyes fixed on Liz. "Max, you're staring. Again..." she slurred, glancing at him.

"Of course I am!" he half screamed, half-whined at her. "You just got four,
count ‘em, FOUR holes put in your body!!!! Liz, they didn't belong there!!!!"

Liz sighed as they both got into the car. "One more favor?" she said,
glancing over at him.

"You want me to heal them." Max said, more as a statement than a
question.

"Yes please," Liz pouted.

Max quickly healed all of the piercings, making it look as though they'd
been there for years. Liz looked down at the barbell though her navel, she
looked at Max for approval. He finally gave in, "That one, I like."

Liz pulled down the visor of the car and looked in the mirror, her eyes
currently examining the barbell through her eyebrow. She ran her fingers
over it, looking over at Max. "Eh…" was all he said.

Looking back in the mirror, Liz moved her head from side to side, looking at the ball jutting out just below her bottom lip. She reached up and twirled it. Before she could look over, Max said "I dunno about that one..."

She looked over at him and stuck out her tongue, revealing two silver balls
on either side of it. She cocked her pierced eyebrow and waited for his
response.

He shrugged. "I never understood what the deal was with those."

Liz put her tongue back in her mouth, waiting a second before suggestively licking her way across her top lip, letting one of the balls lazily roll across her bottom lip. Max was entranced, and he couldn't take his eyes off her lips. He simply muttered "Oh...”

Her lips curved up in a smile. "Yeah, that’s what I thought"

He blushed, and turned to look out the window. She turned the car on and
drove to the nearest gas station. Max gave her a death glare. She got out,
leaning back over the door to grab her purse. "Last stop, then we're going
home, I promise." She glanced at her ID and then ran in.

Liz returned a few minutes later, appearing to have purchased nothing.
She dropped into the seat, put her cell in her lap and took off. She picked
up her cell and started dialing the number to her condo. It started
ringing and Max glanced over sideways at her. "You didn't get anything. Why'd we stop?"

She glanced over at him, and then moved her purse to sit between her and the door so he couldn't reach it. "I got cigarettes," she said.

Max lunged over to grab her purse, causing her to swerve and almost hit
another car. He backed off and said, "Fine! I'll just steal ‘em later!"

Liz sighed, and then Maria finally picked up the phone. "Liz Parker’s
condo, how may I direct your call?"

Liz laughed, "Hey Maria."

Maria started squealing. "Omigod! Liz!! Where are you? Where have you been? Is something wrong?? Something’s wrong!!!"

"MARIA!" Liz screamed into the phone. "Calm down! Nothings wrong! I'm fine; I'm on my way back there right now. Who all’s over there?"

Maria took a deep breath, and said "Me, Michael, Alex, Kyle, Tess, Isabel,
Lonnie, Rath, Zan and Ava," then added, "We don't know where Max is, and he doesn't have his cell either."

"He's with me." Liz replied as if it were nothing.

Maria gasped. "Why?!"

Liz's eyebrows scrunched together "What do you mean 'why'? Because he’s one of my friends and we decided to hang out since everyone else was gone. All I wanted to know was who was over there. We'll be there soon. I’ve got a big surprise!"

Maria could barely contain her excitement. "Oh! What’s the surprise?!?!"

"Well, if I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it? We'll be there in like 20. Bye!!" Liz said, hanging up the phone before Maria had a chance to reply or ask any more questions.

Max glanced over, "We're like two minutes away..."

Liz looked at him with a big smile. "I know. I just wanted to walk in there
and see everyone’s faces before Maria'd be outside waiting for us."

Max laughed a little. They pulled up in front of the condo a few minutes
later. Max and Liz both grabbed armfuls of shopping bags and made their way up the stairs, stopping in front of the door. "Want me to go in first?" Max asked.

Liz just nodded, she was definitely scared. Max turned the doorknob and
threw the door open, trying to get himself and all the bags through the
door. Liz could hear Isabel say "Max! What happened?! You look like
crap! You went shopping?!"

Max dropped all the bags in a pile on the dining room floor. "She happened to me!" he said, pointing to Liz as she walked through the door, and into the view of everyone. They freaked, to say the least...

TBC...

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Part Nineteen

There was a collective gasp through-out the whole room. Liz looked at everyone; they all wore the exact same expression-- eyes wide, mouth wide open. Even Zan. Finally they all found their words.

"Your hair..." Alex said. "Is Pink?" Kyle finished. "There's blonde in it..." Isabel said. "You cut it..." Michael added. Maria shrieked, "You put holes in your face!"

Liz waited for them to finish, playing with her tongue ring.

"There’s a bar through your tongue..." Tess said. "I like it," Rath announced. "Totally epic," Lonnie added. "Yeah, I agree" Ava said, nodding
her head in approval.

They all looked at Zan, who was reclined back on the couch with an eyebrow up. He shrugged his shoulders and went back to watching TV. Everyone looked at Liz, her eyebrows scrunching together. She sighed, "Max, can you help me take these in my room?" she asked, her voice quivering a little, tears stinging her eyes.

How can he not even care? God, what the hell is his deal? She thought, grabbing the bags that Max couldn't get and following him into her room. She set her bags on the bed and began putting all the stuff away. She glanced at Max. He looked around the room, shoving his hands in his pockets.

She couldn't help but laugh. He looked over at her, "What’s so funny?"

She grabbed a box of shoes out of a bag, suddenly blurting out, "Are you
thinking about sex?"

He took a step back. "What?!"

Why did I just bring that up?! Can't just keep your mouth closed, can ya, Liz?! She scolded herself. "Never mind," she said, quickly going back to putting her stuff away. Max walked over and grabbed her by the
shoulders, spinning her to face him. "No way! You gotta tell me what the hell made you said that."

She broke free of his grip. "Ok, fine, I heard something. That guys think
about sex 238 times a day and when they adjust their belts or put their hands in their pockets, that’s when their thinking about it..." She looked
down at Max's hands, which were shoved back in his pockets.

He quickly took them out "No. That’s like, impossible. That means we think
about sex like…every…four minutes..." He scratched the back of his head
and raised his eyebrows, a big smile on his face. "Actually, that’s about
right..."

God, he’s so cute when he does that…that little scratching thing... Liz
shook the thought, finally saying "What were you really thinking about? Since you're gonna deny that it was sex." Liz laughed.

Max shrugged, and began walking around the room, looking at all the things she had laying on the dressers. "Nothing really."

She put her hands on her hips. "Spill..."

He walked over and sat on the bed a few feet from where she stood "It’s just..." he looked up into her eyes, rendering her incapable of movement.
Time froze, just as it always had whenever Max Evans looked into her eyes. He looked down at his shoes and mumbled, "I miss you."

Liz sat down next to him. "You miss me? I'm right here. We've been together all day."

He sighed. "I mean, I miss you being mine. I miss holding you, and kissing you, and touching you. The smell of your hair, the way you taste..."

Liz felt herself blush. "Oh..." was all she could manage to say. She was at
a loss for words. She turned to face him, taking one of his hands in hers.
"Max, in some ways, I'll always be yours, but I can't be with you. You know that, you heard it yourself."

He looked over at her. "I don't care..."

Liz lifted her finger and placed it over his lips. "Max, please... we can't. I'm with Zan."

Max snorted a little laugh, pulling her hand away from him. "Yeah, funny, he didn't seem to care a few seconds ago."

Liz sighed, running her fingers through her hair, and idlely playing with
her tongue ring. Max looked at it, mesmerized again. She couldn't help but
smile. "You like it, don't you?"

He shrugged. "It may interest me a little...”

She laughed, then slapped him on the leg and went back to putting her stuff away. "If you're so interested, then go get one. It didn't hurt!"

He whipped his head in her direction. "Are you crazy?! No, that’s not
me."

She laughed. "And it’s me?"

He rocked his head from side to side as if contemplating something. "Yeah,
you’ve got a point... but no."

Just then, Zan walked in, clearing his throat. Max and Liz both looked at
him, but his eyes were fixed on Max. "I need ta talk ta her."

Max looked over at Liz, and she nodded. "Yeah, I'll talk to you later, ok?"

Max stood up. "Yeah, right..." he said, walking out of the bedroom and closing the door behind him.

Liz went back to putting her stuff away and Zan lay back on the bed, watching her. She glanced over at him. "You needed to talk to me?"

He put his arms behind his head "Why'd ya do dat to yaself? I liked ya just
da way ya were."

She sighed. "For the last time, I didn't do this for you. Why do people think that?!"

Zan looked at the ceiling. "Did you have fun today?"

She couldn't help smiling as she crawled across the bed towards him, and lay on her stomach next to him. "Your attempt at casualty didn't work, Sparky."

He glanced at her, a smirk playing on his lips. "Yeah, whateva... what'd you two do tagetha?"

Liz looked at him, reaching up to play with his hair. "We went shopping,
which I'm very surprised he survived... then we went to the hair salon, and he got his hair cut while we were there…then got some fast food, went
to the tattoo place, stopped at the gas station and came here..." She waited a second then added, "How was everything at the crib?"

"Kitten, you got da look, but yous ain't ready for da vocab yet." Liz laughed, gave him a kiss and then got up, putting away the last of her new
shoes.

I’ve still got 3 bags left to put away?! She thought Did I really buy all this?! This is crazy!!

Zan lay on the bed, on his side, pushed up on one elbow with his head resting in his hand as he watched her. "Ya know… yous was pretty shitfaced last night."

Liz blushed, giggled a little and pushed her hair behind her ear. "Yeah, the
details are fuzzy. Max gave me the cliff notes version"

Zan’s eyebrows scrunched together. "You don't rememba?" he asked.

She shook her head. "The last thing I remember clearly is arguing with Tess and dancing on tables... I don't really remember anything after that."

"Oh, aight." He lay back down on the bed, stretching himself out.

Liz walked over and climbed on top of him, straddling his lap. "Why don't
you fill in some of the blanks for me?"

Zan sighed, telling her what happened after they went in the bedroom. When he finished he asked, "Don't rememba any of dat?"

She looked down and shook her head. "No. We almost…?”

Zan shrugged. "Kinda, it didn't go too far... da only clothes ya lost was ya
shirt."

Liz felt her cheeks get really hot, she knew she had to be as red as a tomato. "So, uhm..." she said, slowly looking up, her eyes locking on his. "13?"

He rubbed his face with his hands. "I told ya, Boo… I don't rememba da exact numba, dats just a guess... but non'a 'dem girls meant anything. And you mean everything."

She slowly smiled. "Nice save, sweetie." She bent down and kissed him. She pulled away and went to get up, as he tried to chase after her. Liz
giggled, "Nope, gotta finish putting this stuff away first. You wanna help?"

He fell back on the bed. "No, not especially. Ya wanna make-out wit me?"

Liz laughed. "How 'bout this? You hand me the stuff, I'll put it away and
then we'll make out."

Zan sat up suddenly. "Aight, I like dis plan."

Max walked away from the bedroom door, where he had been listening to
their conversation. He grabbed his keys off the coffee table and opened the door. Isabel looked up from her magazine. "Where you goin’?"

Max looked at her. "Out. You know, we do have a condo of our own to hang out in." He looked around, seeing only Maria, Alex and Kyle playing the Nintendo. "Where'd everyone go?"

Isabel sighed "Michael went to take a nap, Tess went back to the condo, cause, let’s face it, Liz doesn't want her here, and the dupes... I dunno…
they just kinda took off." She went back to her magazine. "Oh, and if I wanted to listen to Tess bitch about no one being over at our place to hang
out with her.. that’s where I'd be right now. But I don't, so I'm here."

Max sighed, "Whatever. I'll be back later..."

TBC...

Ok... Once again... Sooo sorry, Tues and Steph!!! Love you both!!!

Hey guys! Just stoppin by real quick to drop off the next part... as always.. lemme know what you think... I*m pretty sure you*re gonna absolutly love this part. I had a blast writing it, and I think that shows! Hope you enjoy!!!!

Part 20

Maria opened Liz's bedroom door. "Hey Liz, have you seen---HELLO!!!"

Maria quickly turned around upon finding Liz and Zan on the bed. Zan was shirtless with his hand up Liz's shirt; both of them engulfed in a particularly steamy make-out session. Maria laughed nervously, "My bad, guys… I uhm... can I talk to Liz real quick?"

Zan got up and walked past Maria. "Nice timin', toots," he said, giving
her a smirk and pulling his shirt over his head while walking towards the bathroom.

Maria closed the door, turning to Liz as she fixed her top, blushing. "What'd you need to talk to me about?"

Maria half skipped, half ran across the room, bouncing onto the bed. "What the hell is going on?!"

Liz rolled her eyes. "Nothing, Maria, we were just making out!"

"No, Liz… in general! You got pierced, went shopping and got God knows what! You got pink stuff in your hair, and then I walk in and you're engaged in..." Maria waved her arms in the air, trying to find the right word. "This just isn't like you."

Liz sighed, dropping back onto the bed from her sitting position in front of Maria. "Maria... sniff some oil… get a grip!! Ya know, maybe this is me…the new, improved version. Have you ever thought maybe there's morebehind the quiet good girl act?"

Maria grabbed one of Liz's hands. "Chica, I'm not trying to lecture, or steal your thunder. I'm just worried."

Liz smiled a little. "You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine, I promise."

Maria shot her a questioning look. "If you say so, but I'm always here, OK?"

Liz nodded. "Point taken"

"OK," Maria continued, "Now that that’s out of the way… dish! What’s goin’ on with you and Zan??"

Zan walked into the living room. He could hear Maria and Liz still in the bedroom, so he dropped down onto the couch next to Isabel. "Whassup, Princess?"

She glanced up at him from her magazine. "Nothing," she said quickly and then looked back down.

Zan shook his head and glanced at Kyle and Alex who were currently sprawled on the floor in front of the TV. "Yo, what'd 'Ria want? Ya know??"

Alex glanced back, sideways over his shoulder from his spot on the floor, looking up at Zan. "Yeah, movie night, remember?? The girls picked so we're pretty much screwed."

"Oh yeah. I fa'got 'bout dat. Damn." Zan got up and walked to the phone. While he was talking, Liz and Maria came out of the bedroom laughing.

Maria looked around, "Where’s Michael?"

"He's at our place’" Isabel stated, never looking up from her magazine.

Maria put her hands on her hips, "And Max?"

Once again, Isabel never looked up. "Dunno, he just left, said he'd be back later."

"UGH! Can't we have one freaking movie night?? Is that like, asking for the impossible to happen?!" Maria said, stomping off to the kitchen.

Liz sighed. "OK, here’s what we'll do! Maria, you get the popcorn…and chips... and candy and stuff... Oh, and drinks! I'll go get Michael. I assume Zan’s talking to his people. When he’s off the phone, Alex, try Max's cell phone. If he doesn't answer, then we don't worry about it, ‘cause everyone knew we were doing this!"

Kyle raised his hand. Liz looked down at him and smiled. "Yes, Mr. Valenti? Do you need a restroom pass?"

Kyle rolled his eyes. "Funny. Ha ha. No. anyways… What about Tess?"

Liz walked to the door. "She's not invited," she said before opening the door and walking the 12 feet or so that separated the two condos. She opened the door and stuck her head inside. "Michael! Where you at, Space boy??"

Michael stuck his head out of a bedroom door a minute later. "What??!" he asked, a little annoyed that his nap was interrupted.

"What're you doin'? Movie night! Let’s go!" Liz said, smiling just to annoy him a little more.

Michael grumbled something that sounded a little like "Hold on," so Liz walked inside, closing the front door and leaning up against it, waiting for him. Then she heard, "It’s rude to barge into other people’s houses."

Liz looked around the corner and saw Tess on the couch, changing her nail polish with her powers. Liz laughed. "One, this isn't your house, honey! Second of all, look in the mirror when you're sayin' that Miss Always-barging-in-places-I-ain't-welcome!"

Tess stood up. "Get out!"

Liz snorted. "Fuck you!" She and Tess were now nose to nose.

Tess spoke first, "I really don't think you wanna fight me. It wouldn't be a good idea on your part."

Liz replied, "If this goes down, no powers… just a regular fight."

Tess looked away for a second and then slapped Liz across the face.

Liz's hand immediately went up to her cheek as she looked at Tess in disbelief. She waited a second before she clenched her fist and brought
it up to connect with Tess' left cheekbone and eye. Tess stumbled backwards, but immediately leapt up. Soon, she and Liz hit the floor.

After a few screeched grunts and "Ow, Bitch!"'s, Michael came running out of the bedroom, screaming Zan's name as loud as he could. Seconds later, Maria, Zan, Alex, Kyle and even Isabel ran in the door to find Liz and Tess on the living room floor, in a tangle of limbs.

Zan ran up and grabbed Liz around the waist, but Tess had a firm grip on a handful of Liz's hair. Liz was kicking Tess and swinging her arms, often having her fists come into contact with some part of Tess' body. Finally, Michael grabbed Tess. Kyle and Alex had to help detangle the girls from each other.

A few minutes later, Michael held Tess and Zan held Liz. Tess lightly touched the skin around her new black eye, and wiped some blood that was trickling down from her nose.

Liz ran her fingers through her hair, ending up with a huge clump of hair in her hand when she was done. She glanced from her handful of hair to Tess. "Slut."

Tess tried to go after Liz, but Michael didn't let go of her. Liz smirked but soon found that the action hurt. She ran her hand over her lip, which was now big and puffy… and bleeding. Liz also looked down at her arms, finding long scratched. She giggled, "Bitch has to scratch and pull hair in a fight? Pathetic, much?! Told you it wasn't over!"

Tess continued to try to break free of Michael’s grip, while Liz did the same with Zan. Zan quickly, if haphazardly, dragged, carried and shoved Liz out the door and back into her own condo, setting her down on the couch. "Kitten, 'dis is goin too far," he said, going to the kitchen to get her an icepack.

Liz didn't say anything, she just sat. She was so mad she couldn't think. Her vision was tunneled. All she wanted to do was rip Tess' head off. Michael, Kyle, Alex, Maria and Isabel walked in, but said nothing. They just looked at Liz, having no clue what to even say.

Liz couldn't sit still any longer; she got up and started pacing. Finally she couldn't take it. She stopped and just started screaming bloody murder. Everyone jumped or ducked. They expected her to start throwing things. Liz felt her skin jumping and buzzing. She ran her fingers through her hair, producing more hair in her hands.

She finally screamed again, shaking her hands in front of her, as if
that would make Tess disappear. Suddenly, a blast of energy erupted from her right hand, flying across the room, colliding with the wall, and leaving a huge scorched mark. Liz looked at the wall, suddenly finding it hard to breathe.

"What the hell just happened?!" Isabel shrieked.

Liz looked at all of them, and then to Zan who was standing in the
kitchen doorway. "Uhm, I think we should have a meeting..." Liz said, her voice shaking. They all nodded, Isabel going into organizer mode.

Isabel grabbed Liz's keys and handed them to Zan. "Take her car; go get your people…"

Zan cut her off, "My people?"

Isabel shot him a look that distinctly said 'Don't even start with me right now'. Zan just nodded, "They ain't at the crib."

She sighed. "Then find them!! Michael, Alex and Maria, you three are in the Jetta. Me, Kyle and Tess can take Kyle’s car and look for Max. ‘Cause I don't think it’s wise to leave these two here, so close together without supervision. Zan, take Liz's cell. Maria, you got yours?" Maria nodded "OK, I have my cell. Let’s go."

They all began piling out the door. Zan gave Liz a quick kiss on the forehead before taking off. As soon as the door shut behind him, Liz fell to the floor, unable to stop the tears that quickly made their way down her face. "What the hell is happening to me?"

TBC....