Keepsmiling7:Hi Carolyn, glad you like the first one...I'm headed back to the library today for #14 plus 2 others that she wrote. I'm thinking of planting a garden in my living room...if I don't quit reading I'll be able to grow things because my house is so dusty. Valentine's day is finished but I'm waiting for 2/10 to start posting...it's only 4 or 5 chapters of pure teen fluff...no biggee!!!
Ken:Sometimes dancing is good...you'll see!

Jan:Haven't a clue...let's just say that without Liz his company wouldn't be getting quite the recognition that it's getting. The science 'geek' really is good at what she does!

LilLoucfer:It's only half over...we have to get into the 'candy' aka: the good stuff!!!

destinyc:Cross your legs...I'm hurrying!!!

Nataliec:Thank you...



Liz headed down to the laundry room and put all of the sheets into the dumb waiter and sent them upstairs. She turned Max and her perma-press items back on for a few minutes to tumble the wrinkles out from sitting in the dryer overnight, then she put hers and Max’s dirty jeans in one of the washers and the towels in one of the others. She took the iron and ironing board from the back of the laundry room and took a minute to freshen up the shirts After she had them pressed she laid the perma-press items over her arm and headed back up the stairs.
She then hung up the shirts and tee’s and proceeded to make all of the beds and clean the bathrooms. Olivia had this week off too so she figured she would keep herself busy until she heard from Max to find out what time to pick him up. She would figure out where the vacuum cleaner was when she finished cleaning the bathrooms.
About that time her cell rang and it was Max calling to let her know what time to be at the airport. She had plenty of time to finish the bathrooms and then she found the vacuum in the cupboard next to the dumb waiter along with dust rags and other cleaning items. She had all of the upstairs rooms cleaned and still had time for a shower before heading to the airport. Max can help clean the downstairs she thought to herself…then she giggled…’big rich and famous baseball player’.
She stopped in the laundry room and put the jeans in one dryer and the towels in the other, she set the timers and headed out the back door.
On her way to the garage she ran into a very pleasant looking man, in his early 50’s she would guess…he was busy pruning the bushes on the side of the house as she passed by and she stopped and smiled…”Are you Charley?” she asked...”Why yes and you must be Liz.”
“Yes I am, it’s so nice to meet you Charley…I am just on my way to the airport to meet Max. I love the gardens around the estate. They are absolutely beautiful.”
“Thank you Liz. I am so happy to meet you as well and I am glad you like the gardens. They are all beautiful but I have a lot of help with the grounds. I hire independent people on occasion to help when it’s time for major work to be done. I didn’t know that Mr. Evans wasn’t home.”
“Oh he went back to Roswell with his family; he is coming back this afternoon.”
“I see…I am surprised he left you here alone, he doesn’t usually leave people alone in the house, not that you aren’t trustworthy or anything, but he just doesn’t do it.”
“Well maybe it’s because we have been friends since we were little. My father and Max’s father were school buddies.”
“I see…so you’ve know young Mr. Evans for a long time then?”
“I certainly have…my earliest memories include Max. Anyway Charley, I have to get going if I’m going to be at the airport on time. You have a nice day.”
“You too Liz.” And Charley gave the young woman a big smile as she headed to the garage and started to unload the jaguar’s trunk. She put her shopping bags into the trunk of her own car and then took off. What a lovely young woman Charley thought to himself. Lovely indeed.
Max must have dozed because he didn’t even remember having his coffee cup removed. When they were safely at their gate he grabbed his overnighter from the over head storage and was the first to disembark. He couldn’t get to the ticket area fast enough and when he saw her standing there with that great big smile waving his car keys in her hand he melted. His dad better get that annulment fast because his body was rapidly winning the battle with his mind and he approached her as though he had been doing it for years.
When he finally got to her he gave her a big hug and she in turn hugged him just as big and then they were off. Max took his keys and then he looked at her…”Do you want to drive?” She giggled and said “No, you can have your turn.” “Oh, okay.” He said and neither noticed the idiot with the camera following them…but Joey did, and it didn’t take him long to retrieve it, remove the chip and hand it back to the guy along with a hundred dollar bill to replace the memory chip. The guy asked him who the hell he thought he was and Joey looked the guy straight in the face and said. “I’m her guardian angel asshole now go get a life.” Actually Joey had just turned in his rented auto and was on his way to check in for his flight back to New Mexico when he saw the paparazzi tailing Liz and figured he could do one more favor before leaving town. Jesse had sent him to Philadelphia to pick up some information for him on another case and Joey figured he was still on Liz watch as well. What a lucky break that he happened to see this action. That poor girl had enough to look forward to without this being thrown up in her face.
So unbeknownst to Max and Liz they had a guardian angel.
Max grabbed hold of her hand and led her to the short term parking lot where he spotted his Jag sitting lonely at the end of the row. He raised an eyebrow at Liz and she explained that she didn’t want anyone next to his handsome car…he smiled at her and gave her hand a squeeze as they made their way through the parked cars and were on their way in no time.
As they left the airport Max asked Liz just how hungry she was…
“Not super hungry, what do you have in mind?”
“Well, how about we go home and grab a sandwich and then take a drive to New York?”
“Max are you nuts…New York? How long will that take?”
“Well, I think we could be there by dinner time…it takes about an hour and a half. Does that sound like fun? We can pack an overnight bag and come back on Wednesday …oh, you don’t have to leave tomorrow do you?”
“No Max, I don’t have to leave tomorrow…when does the series start?”
“Next week, why?”
“Well I called Mr. Jarred and he was shocked to hear the news about Don. He remembered him from when he worked at the company and was shocked to find out that he was married. Apparently he didn’t tell the HR department about a wife or children when he hired on with the company. I know Mr. Jarred has more to do than read every applicants resume’, I guess if I were an employer the size of our company I couldn’t be bothered with all of that trivia either. I would have to trust the people that I hired to take care of all of that. Wouldn’t you?”
“I’m not sure I would Liz. After this past week I’m just not sure how I would handle that. It almost makes me want to do a more in depth study on the people we have working for us in Arizona. They have to meet certain criteria and we do necessary background checks on everyone we hire but after this situation with you I am terrified that something bad might happen to one of our kids.”
“Oh Max, if I had been more worldly wise I don’t think this would have happened to me.”
“I’m not so sure Liz. But let’s talk more about our trip to New York. Does that sound like fun?”
“yes it does, and it will give me a chance to wear some of my new clothes…I’ll have to get them out of my car though but that won’t be a problem. Will my black dress be okay for dinner? I didn’t buy anymore dressy clothes, just some winter things.”
“Your black dress will be perfect for dinner.” ‘Anything will be perfect as long as you’re in it’ Max thought. Then he looked over at her and noticed the wedding ring was missing. We’re going to have to fix that Max thought to himself. Then he looked at Liz and gave her more than just a grin…it was a full blown smile.
“Why Max, we’re the only two here, I can do it.”
“I know you can do it Liz, but I want to do it for you…just like you want to do the dishes and make your bed I want to open your car door…will you please allow me to do that for you?”
“Yes Max, you can do that for me. Thank you…now we have to get this stuff out of my car so I can pack some of it in my suitcase that I bought. I may just have to borrow one of yours though, I don’t think mine is big enough.”
“Liz, we are only going to be there tomorrow and then head back Wednesday but if you need to borrow a suitcase then you can borrow a suitcase.”
“Thank you Max, now let’s hurry up I have never been to New York for the fun of it.”
“Oh Really!!! Well let’s just see if we can make it a really fun time.”
Max didn’t have to be at practice until Thursday so he decided to make a few calls and see what he could conjure up.
After they got into the house Liz immediately went to the laundry room to get the clothes out of the dryer and Max went up the grand staircase to her room to put her clothes on her bed. He thought he smelled cleanser and fabric softener and started looking around. His parent’s room smelled the same as did Alex and Isabelle’s room then he went into his room and it had the same odor. He noticed his bed was made up very crisply, the towels in the bathroom were missing and he checked the clothes hamper in his closet and it was empty. What in the hell has she been doing he thought to himself. He figured she would read or something…he never dreamed she would make beds, wash clothes and clean bathrooms. Oh for God’s sake. I should have taken her with me. About that time Liz showed up in his room with a stack of folded jeans and put them on his bed and then headed down the hall to her room with the remainder of the stack. Max watched her with a concerned look and then she came back and headed to the end of the hall and opened the dumb waiter and took out a stack of folded towels.
“Liz, what in the hell did you do while I was gone? Did you exterminate the place while you were at it?”
Liz looked at Max and started to giggle…”Relax Max…all I did was some laundry and make a few beds. Do you know that you have three extra large capacity washing machines and two industrial sized dryers? Laundry is no job in this house Max…You don’t even have to carry the clothes up and down the stairs if you don’t want to…Now where is the elevator?”
Max just looked at her and shook his head…he took his jeans to his closet and started to hang them up and Liz entered behind him to help…
”No, go get packed.”
He reached up over Liz’s head and brought a large piece of luggage down from behind her and said “Here, go…and pack enough for a couple of days. If you only have one good dress then we will get you another one in New York...maybe on Broadway…what do you say, are you up for that?”
Liz pulled her little curtsy and said “Yes m’lord.” And Max feigned a frown and she took off. As soon as Liz left Max’s room he quickly dialed his travel agent and told her he was headed to New York until Wednesday…he wanted reservations for a show tomorrow night and dinner after. He wanted a suite with two bedrooms and reservations for dinner tonight…he would like a tour bus for around 10:00 a.m. tomorrow morning after a nice breakfast in the suite and make sure the hotel has a nice dining room as well as a dance floor. The agent told him she would fax his itinerary to him in about half an hour. Max said great and headed to the shower.
About an hour later Max headed to the kitchen only to find Liz there making sandwiches for them. She had two cherry cokes sitting next to two paper plates with some chips on them. Max smiled at her and sat down.
“What’s for lunch wench?”
“Why my lord, why dost thou jest with me so?”
“Because it’s so easy to Liz.” And Liz giggled, “We’re having ham and cheese on rye. I figured if we were going to be driving to New York then we should have something to take the edge off before we left. Anyway, this should hold us over until we have dinner. Oh Max, I am so excited…you are the best friend on earth.”
“I am so glad you are happy Liz…now come on, sit down here with me so I won’t feel like I am the lord around here.”
“Yes Max…now when do you have to be back?”
“I have to be at practice on Thursday morning so if we get back Wednesday evening that will be fine. We will spend tonight and tomorrow night and head back on Wednesday afternoon or early evening…is that okay with you?”
“Oh yes max more than okay. I don’t have to be back to work for another week or so…Mr. Jarred told me I didn’t have to call him but I will check in with him…so I figure I can drive back whenever things settle down a little more. I really don’t want to talk about that. I am sure there will be plenty of questions from people who watched the final playoff game Friday. Mr. Jarred wanted to know if I had a younger sister…I had to confess to him that I didn’t and he said it looked like I was really having a good time. I feel so guilty for beating on poor Alex. I wish people would just let it rest.”
Max smiled at her and then he had to ask “Are you having a good time Liz?”
“Oh God Max, the best. And now that all of this shit with Don…oh Max I’m so sorry for that … all of this STUFF with Don is over I am really having fun. I haven’t been this relaxed in over a year and a half and if feels so good…so freeing.”
Max smiled at her and continued eating his ham and cheese which was very good by the way and then he helped Liz clean up the kitchen. While they were putting things away Max asked…”Liz, will you stay here for the next week or so that you’re off and go to some of the series games with us?”
“Of course Max, that’s what I planned anyway…if it’s okay?”
“Of course it’s okay…everyone will be so glad to hear it …they all wanted to know if you would be here and I told them I didn’t know so now I do and I can tell them yes.” And Max gave her a great big smile…he’d been doing a lot of that lately.
When Max went into the grand hall he saw the huge suitcase sitting there and he asked her why she carried that downstairs.
“I didn’t, I used the dumb waiter…and when you show me where the elevator is I may just never walk up or down these stairs again...where is it by the way?”
“Later Liz, c’mon…let’s get going.” And with that they left the estate again and headed for the garage. “Which car Liz?” Like he had to ask and she headed straight for the Jag. He knew that’s the one she would choose…he might just let her take it back to Connecticut with her, that way she would have a good reason to come back. There’s a thought…They got the luggage stowed and were on their way. Both of them excited to be going away for a couple of days without any bad omens’ hanging over their heads and both of them thinking thoughts that mirrored the others' and they were both smiling.