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wow...what a lot of posts lol. sorry I didn't get another one out sooner and this one's a bit of a catch-up, but I hope it works. I'll format and check through for typos tomorrow, or rather today lol - way too late to do it now, I really do have to get to bed
~Liz~
“Liz…”
Even after all these years, the simple sound of his voice is enough to make a shiver run down my spine. And his kiss…he makes me feel like a lovestruck teenager again…
Even if our first years of marriage, or even the very first years of our relationship, weren’t easy, despite what everyone says, to some extent I don’t think we ever came out of the honeymoon period…
Life wasn’t easy, working through college with two kids as well, but the fact that I had Max…that we had each other, made everything possible…
I press my lips back against his, before looking up into his eyes and responding in like. “Love you too…”
I don’t need to look over at the kids to know that they’re probably pulling faces, but right now I’m not that bothered. They might not like it, but just because we’re adults doesn’t mean we don’t kiss, and right now I would be very unhappy to have to go without…
“How was everything at school…?”
That question could of course apply to both the kids and me too, but for now I let them go first. It’s not like my day was anything special… There were normal classes this morning – stroppy teenagers, homework not handed in – and then lab work in the afternoon…
It does feel strange being back in ‘education’ again as a ‘student’ as well as still being a teacher… Of course there’s no way we could have afforded for me to continue studying originally… Covering the basic course and then the teacher training was hard enough, and I know we wouldn’t have managed had it not been for my parents and his… If we had needed to pay for childcare as well, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have graduated from college…cutting my losses and dropping out when I was pregnant.
Of course in the long run sticking the course meant a better job, and now, eventually, I’m getting the opportunity to complete my dream…
Before either of the kids can respond though, this lovely, normal scene of family life is interrupted – rather dramatically…
As the door flies off the hinges, immediately both Max and I shift mode, and while he grabs Xan, I do the same with Sarah. I don’t know what’s going on…but I do know that I will protect my family – and my children in particular – with my life if necessary…
A pretty normal looking girl walks in, but of course the nature of her entrance tells me she’s anything but normal… She struggles with the door for a moment, then decides that it doesn’t matter apparently.
“The Queen of Antar requests your presence…which in other words means demands your presence…so you don’t have a choice in the matter…” She goes on suggesting that we’re going to go whether we like it or not, and that she would probably enjoy it more if we resisted – or that’s what I figure she means anyway…
Right now I don’t answer though…I’m guessing that the look on my face is something like that on Max’s… The Queen of Antar… Despite the fact that Max is still strictly speaking the King, we haven’t thought like that for a long time, and I’ve certainly never thought of myself as a Queen so that’s not the reason… Instead, the explanation is the image that the title conjures up…someone I would rather forget…Tess…
She’s dead though…I saw her blow up the base…she couldn’t have survived it…could she…? Alternatively there’s the possiblily of relative of Khivar who might claim that title, but either way I don’t know what they would want with us…although I can’t imagine it would be anything good…
Max pressed Xan into my other arm, and I wrap it round him, although at the same time I’m slowly building my own power as he steps forward in front of us.
Whoever this girl is, as Max says we’re going nowhere – backed up by Xan – she basically taunts him about his shield. I can do better than a shield…although of course I don’t voice this thought.
Max continues to watch her, and she suddenly decides to fix the door, although again stating that we’re not going to be here long enough for it to really matter…
The idea of leaving isn’t exactly one which I ever gave much thought to after Tess left with the Granolith…there was no way back to Antar, so why bother about it… Max was quite happy being Max Evans, as opposed to reincarnated royalty, and I was quite happy just being his girlfriend, and later his wife… We never left Roswell, we stayed with our families, and we led a relatively normal life…
Suddenly she starts to make mention of a family away from here, another child… I shake my head inwardly, trying to understand, and then as she speaks to Xan, I feel a sinking sensation as things begin to fall into place.
Once more she mentions leaving, punctuating the sentence with a little visual imagery, and a reference to Tess.
I see Xan look over at Sarah, who shake her head, appearently just as confused as him. At the mention of his mother’s blue eyes though, I feel my chest tighen.
Max and I have never told him the truth about Tess…about his mother… I know we probably should have, but telling him would put him through so much…so much pain and hurt, and it’s not like people’s opinions of Tess are that great. Should he really have to go through learning his mother was a murderer…?
We talked about it seriously a couple of years ago, but still we didn’t say anything… If it comes out like this, I can only hope that he will forgive us, and that he will understand that it doesn’t make any difference to me. I might not have carried him about for nine months, or one month if Tess’ claim of term was accurate, but I have brought him up… I’ve cradelled him when he couldn’t sleep at night, I’ve kissed his scrapes and grazes better. He’s come to me for advice, and I’ve tried my best to give it. As far as I am concerned, I might not be his birth mother, but I am his mother…Xan is my child…and I love him just as much as I do Sarah…
I don’t understand this though…I don’t know why I’ve never had any indication… No premonition, no flashes… I even thought about there being another baby – it just wasn’t something that occurred – and nor did I see ‘this’…
The latter fact puzzles me more… My powers are usually pretty reliable, but I guess there must be some explanation for it…
Xan obviously doesn’t like how this is going, and sounds confused and puzzled although as well as this, he also sounds angry and firm. My baby boy…he sounds so grown up… I smile softly although my worry about how he will react to the explanation Max promises now is ever present… I just hope we’re not going to lose him because of this…we just thought we were doing the right thing…waiting until he was older…
Max puts what she has said into his own words, probably trying to make sense of it all, and fit the pieces into place. He follows it up with questions about her name, and what she wants. Good questions, sensible places to start…
The girl in front of us goes on to explain about the fact that Max’s daughter is in fact Queen of Antar…although her seal is inactivated… I remember the incident after Vermont, the trouble with Michael and Max, and nod, following so far.
As she mentions Max activating her deal though, I can’t help being a little nervous about what she means… The only way we know is for the current monach to die…
Yet that doesn’t fit with the way she is talking…
I shake my head, trying to get my head around all this, and one question keeps jumping out at me. Was it all a trick…what happened to Tess that night…? Did she survive…did she leave Xan here to go back to her daughter…and if so…why…?
The last of these questions is sort of answered our ‘visitor’ goes on to mention Xan being sick…reaching out to Max… I chew my lip a moment, remembering the night at the lake…
The questions about Tess still prey on my mind though. Is she still alive…? Presumably not, given that her daughter is now queen… Did she bring her up, or did she die a long time ago… I look over at the girl who is yet again stating that she wants to go.
Max seems to have no intention of complying for the moment, asking more questions, and as I finally break my silence, I ask one of my own. “Tess didn’t die when she brought Xan back did she…?” I think I already know the answer, but I need to know if I am right… “What happened…when did she die…?”