Lesson 13: whenever you think you know it all, something new comes up
I smiled at Max as he recalled us getting “hot and heavy” as some might say. Heavy being the two of us on that dinky table. It actually had stood it’s ground, I was surprised to say the least.
“So...we never got around to your fantasy..” Max drawled out as we parked the car in front of our garage and he opened his door. I watched him run around the front and open mine with a chivalrous smile on his face. My seatbelt flung back and I accepted his hand with a polite thank you.
“Oh you know what it is, I want the romance, not the lust and nookie. When there’s seduction it’s a true woman’s desire,” I whispered.
“Why Mrs. Evans we have a wonderful night in store for you. There will be dancing,” he spoke with an English accent as he escorted me up the walk and I couldn’t help but giggle when he suddenly picked me up and twirled me around on the grass. “There will be drinking, dining, the three d’s are my delight of course ,and we mustn’t forget all of the beautiful romance that seems to be in the air.” His head lifted and his finger lightly touched my chin as I looked up too. The night was magnificent. The house was truly located at the best spot in the town where you were within walking distance to stores but could still see the moon and stars on a clear night without the glitter of the city lights and buildings. Our view was destroyed however when a large van came rolling down the street with the music turned all the way up. It honked once and then parallel parked across the street from where we stood.
“ELIZABETH AND MAXWELL EVANS!” someone screamed in a masculine voice that I would recognize anywhere. My body turned and I twisted from Max and ran to Alex and gave him the tightest hug I could muster up.
“Now girlfriend, don’t kill me just cause I haven’t rang you up in a while.” After he mentioned it I hit his arm with my purse. Max came over and slapped his back with that guy hug the men always give, a couple pats and they’re not being mushy? I may never understand it. A tall blonde came out of the van. And I winked at Alex.
“We’re not a love shack man,” Max whispered often mistaking our friend’s true intentions. I smacked him too before mustering a comment in, “not everyone thinks about sex all the time Max.” the blonde came over and introduced herself.
That night wasn’t spent in our romantic way that Max had promised me but it didn’t matter. We had all of the time in the world and I enjoyed listening to Alex’s rambling about the band and the tour. They had another record contract coming up, a demo going out and maybe even a deal in the works with Jive. It sounded like he had everything in control, I was proud. At about eleven his lady friend announced that she was getting tired and we absolutely insisted on them staying the night. I had things to discuss with Alex. Max was in the kitchen washing the dishes, which I’m sure were being put in all the wrong places, and Isabel was asleep in the guest room when I asked him how he was really holding up.
“Well no one’s perfect, my power’s have been getting stronger,” his voice was low and his eye contact poor. Alex was always one to focus on some other object in the room. “ have you noticed it too? Like our bodies are preparing us for something?”
“I have felt a little different,” I didn’t mention that that could be what pregnancy felt like, “but preparing us for what?”
“Maybe it’s time Liz. Maybe we’re going to go home.”
“What?” I asked, he couldn’t be serious. This was unlike Alex. He was always the one that said if we couldn’t remember home then why should we go back?
“Are you saying you want to return? See what it’s like? I thought everything was working out for you. This Isabel girl even looks like she likes you, you have the band Alex.”
“I’m just saying that I feel like it’s time. There’s no other explanation for it. Plus,” he looked around and finally gazed directly at me, “I had this vision. Well it’s a reoccurring one.”
“Of what?” I asked. Now he was peaking my curiosity. A pan rattled from nearby and I heard Max curse. He must have found a full drawer.
“Of us, the V shaped constellation, a ball of white hot fire which makes no sense and some people,” he rubbed his eyes and cracked a knuckle on his left hand, “not really people, more like shapes and floating images. It wasn’t clear but they felt like family. I know we can trust them. It can’t be another attack.”
“Have you talked with Maria about this theory?” She was Max’s sister and married with Michael. Of course she was meant with Alex but we all laughed that possibility off. They couldn’t be more than just friends. Michael meant the world to her. I wasn’t sure if the feisty friend of our’s would be up for this move.
“She can feel it too, don’t know if it’s all the oil to her head , Michael’s finally driven her crazy or maybe she really does sense it.” I laughed at him making fun of Maria and her crazy self. She was fun though, and a really great friend, and sister in law.
“So you being the second in command in all,” I rubbed his position in, he never wants to feel powerful. “How come you haven’t told Max?”
“Haven’t told Max what?” My husband asked and dried his hands with the dish towel. We looked up at where he was standing in the doorway. I knew this wouldn’t be good. By the time I told him of the pregnancy he would think that everyone had been holding secrets from him. Plus he won’t want to go back. This is his life here, he’s passed the chance away time and time again. But then again so have I, right along with him.
Never let the questions and uncertainty cloud your mind
Later that night Max and I lay in bed discussing the problems with our situation. It was an hour past the time that Alex had retired to bed and my husband and I settled down. His fingers were gently smoothing down my hair on the pillow with his arm wrapped around my head. His other hand was rested on my waist and my arms were both laid on his chest. He was my Mr. Right and it felt wonderful to just cuddle with him with no expectations. I could not believe what we had done earlier today and was thinking about it just as he started talking about Michael. All of a sudden I burst out laughing, ‘my giggle fit won’t amuse him,’ I thought.
“What’s so funny? All I said was that Michael isn’t going to like this, especially since Maria is more curious than ever about her past,” Max was staring at me with a weird glint in his eyes. He must be wondering why I’m practically peeing my pants with laughter here.
“Hehehe, was just thinking about earlier, that guy in the gym probably thinks he’s getting delusional or paranoid...” I drifted off and started laughing again, this time I was shaking so hard I had to hold my hand over my mouth to calm myself down. Alex wouldn’t enjoy getting waken up by my little fit.
“Yeah,” he looked away and shifted his weight around so that he was laying flat instead of facing me as he had been before.
“Something wrong?” I questioned him and leaned in closer so that my head lay on his chest and I could feel his heart beating underneath the white cotton shirt.
“Well, something has been bothering me for a while,” he started out and needed me to press him for more until he finally blurted it out. “Remember when I was in the kitchen earlier and you were talking with Alex before I came out?”
“Yeah, you were doing the dishes,” I replied, confused as to where this was headed.
“Yeah, right after I found something,” he stretched out and then pulled his body up, I slid off him as he reached into his pants’ pocket that was laying on the ground. “I found this,” he showed me my pregnancy test box that I had bought before deciding to go to Max’s school. ‘Dammit,’ I thought as I remembered leaving it on top of the table in the bag.
“Liz, is there something you’re not telling me?” he was sitting straight up in bed and I was still laying next to him, taking the covers with my right hand I pulled them over my face. ‘maybe if I hide it will all go away,’ I thought. He pulled the covers down and lifted my chin with his hand, I was staring at his face. He wasn’t smiling.
“I love you Liz, do you think you’re pregnant?”
“Wow, what a choice of words,” I responded and hopped out of the bed and began pacing the floor nearest the bathroom door that was adjoined to our room.
“Liz, is something the matter? Why would you buy this? We’ve always had protected sex. You’re on the pill!” he exclaimed like it was our best defense.
“I missed it one day.” That was my only answer as I averted my gaze.
“You missed it..” he repeated and looked down at the box, I was watching him out of the corner of my eyes and he looked shocked. “Do you mean that you could be. . .”
“Pregnant,” I filled in for him, “saying the word is the first step Max,” I joked with him.
“But you’re not sure,” he added.
“I haven’t taken the test yet,” I answered.
“Well what are you waiting for?” That was a good question. What was I waiting for? Maybe the chance to still be this loving and devoting wife, the woman who didn’t have to worry about anything because she had the best husband ever. The most romantic lover and best friend. Maybe I wasn’t sure of the safety hazards of giving birth to a half alien baby. Me and Max were aliens but were made up like humans, will our baby be a hybrid? And what about destiny? This wasn’t in the alien book that Tess found was it? There were so many questions I needed answered before I had the results.
“I want to know if you want a baby Max,” I said. It was true, it was one of the reasons I had waited. Could Max be ready for this? He stood up and strode over to me before placing his arms around my back and holding me tight against him, “of course I want a bay. Who would not want something as wonderful as a baby? Especially one that’s coming from this gorgeous wife that I have. You mean the world to me Liz, and this baby, if it’s in there, will too. It’s part of us.” Tears slid down my cheeks as I laid my head on his shoulder and the scent of his cologne drifted through my nose.
“Come on hon, stop that crying, we need to be sure don’t we?” he asked and I nodded slowly with a sniffle. Then he led me to the bathroom. It was time for the truth. I would know whether or not I was to be a mother in a matter of minutes. I studied the box as I waited. This was too much for me. Max was standing right out side that door. I knew he would never lie to me, and he had always loved children but what if this baby would affect different pregnancy symptoms to appear with my body? What would happen during birth? Would he or she posses powers? Pregnancy is complicated enough without having the alien factors. And then before I knew it Max was knocking lightly on the door. ‘Time’s up,’ I thought and swung it open so he could check the news for me. I couldn’t bear myself to look.
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