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CHAPTER 13A

MAX'S POV

On his feet immediately hearing the front door slam against the wall. His powers on defense. His hand raised to defend his friends if need be.

Michael stumbling into the apartment laughing.

Liz right on his heels. "Michael!" Grabbing him by the arm. Her laughter filling the room.

Warming his heart in the process. Immediately quenching his fear and defense that he held.

"Hey don't blame me." Michael ducking out of her reach as Liz went to swing at him.

"Oh no?" Holding out her hand. Her bag being pulled from Michael's hand into her own.

"Hey, no fair. Illegal use of powers."

Smiling. "It's only illegal if your going to get caught." Going over to him. "Besides, its not my fault that you have no control over yours."

Smiling at their playful attitude with one another. It was good to see them falling into a sibling relationship so easy. *At least Liz can depend on that.* Feeling a little regret that their own relationship was still not on steady ground.

"Hey watch it. I can still blast you."

Smirking. "Like that hasn't happen before. Go ahead and try big brother. See where it gets you."

Michael losing all sense of play. "Liz....."

Losing her smile too. "Michael don't.. You can't change the past anymore then I can. Besides, my life has prepared me for battle. I know how to defend myself against the Skins and Processors."

*The what? There's more to worry about then Kaviar and Nesado. Great.* Going over to them. "The what?"

Liz looking at them confused for a moment. Shifting her eyes from him to Michael. "The Skins and Processors." Revelation shown in her eyes when she realized that they didn't know what she was talking about.

"Which are?"

"Some of our enemies on earth. You didn't think we were all alone did you? There are five planets in are system you know. Some of them did come to earth too." Looking at them both a little shocked.

"Great. Like we didn't have enough to worry about." - Michael

"They are not all bad. Some just want a normal life. To spend there remaining years in peace. Not everyone wanted or wants war. Especially the Shifters and Shadows. At least most of them." Losing her smile.

"The what? The who?" - Michael looking totally confused.

"Ok." Trying to hide her smile that was forming once more. "Maybe, I'm not telling you all this right. Ok. The Skins are the main oppositions force against us. We call them the Skins because they actually live in a husk. They actually shed like snakes. The Processors actually take control of someone for short amount of time. They don't have the ability to keep control of the body for long. Usually 12 to 16 hours at the most. But it is enough to do some major damage some times. They can link into a persons brain power that they are not using. Like us."

"Like us?" - Michael

Looking at them. "We have the powers we have here, because we are just advance human. Probably by a couple 1000 years. We can use the power that our brains hold." Pointing to her forehead. "The unused potions that everyone else just haven't tapped into yet. The Processors just tap into it. Using the powers that that the person might posses in a couple thousands years. The only good part being that they can't stay here that long. If they do they both die. The shifters are a little different. They can live here and actually change their body apparent. Constantly shifting from one form to another."

"Nesado."

Nodding her head. "Yes. He told me once. It's because they are not really sold inside. No real bones structure. Something about this atmosphere doesn't agree with them totally. Causing their bodies to want to shift. He can only maintain a certain look for 6 months. That was only after years and years of practice. Learning to control his own body. They do have one set form that the body wants to keep changing back to. But it shows there true age."

"Ouch." - Michael

Nodding her head. "But it can comes in handing when your on the run."

"I bet."

"The Shadows?" - Michael

"The can only duplicate a person that they see. But they can stay in this world indefinitely. Basically make earth there own. You know that whole saying about there being a person that looks like you out there some where."

Him and Michael nodding there heads.

"There you go." - Liz

"Ok." Michael taking a breathe and sighing.

"So how do we learn who is who or what for that matter?"

"You learn.... There are some different signs. I'll teach you what you need to know. But for the most part. If they're really good at hiding. You don't. But that can work in our advantage too."

"How is that?"

"They won't do anything to reveal themselves. Besides, they don't know who we are either. Most are just trying to survive. Act as normal as possible."

"Kaviar?" Wondering what category that he fell into.

"A Processor." - Liz

"So he can be anyone." - Michael

"Yes." - Liz

"Great..." - Michael

Nodding her head. "At least he doesn't know what you look like yet. That is an advantage."

"But he knows you." Stating the obvious.

"I assume so... I guess with me hanging around. It wouldn't take him long to figure out who you two where." Tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "Not to mention. HE showed me what you looked like......" Muttering more to herself.

"Don't Liz..." Picking up on her thought. "Don't even...."

Smiling at them sheepish. As if pulled out of her thoughts. "Who me? Now why would I do that."

"Alright enough history lesson. You shower." Michael steering Liz towards the bathroom door.

"I stink that bad?" Turning to face Michael. "And you better choose your words carefully."

"I um..." Michael obviously taking the threat seriously. "Maria keeps some of her stuff here. All over mine. Use what you need. I know she won't mind."

"Out." Liz pointing to the door.

"Ok. Ok." Backing out the door. "Yell if you need something. I'll be making breakfast."

"Michael, please don't start on the food issue again." Pleading with her eyes.

"Gain some weight and I will let it go."

"You." Waving her hand. Slamming the door in the process.

"I take it everything is alright between you too?" Grinning.

Watching Michael nod his head as he followed him into the kitchen.

"I guess. It's hard to say with her."

"Tell me about it." Helping Michael start to get stuff out of the frig and cabinets.

"She's confused."

"I know that."

"Liz is worried about the Destiny book."

Nodding his head this time. "I know what she means."

"I don't care what the damn book said as long as she stays here." Michael looking at him pointedly.

"Why do you say that? Did she say something about leaving?" Not liking the feeling that was growing once more in his stomach.

"No. Just the impression I got from her. I wish she would tell me what's going on in her head."

"You both need to give her time. Liz is not used to all of us smothering her like this. Just give her some room and she will come around." Maria coming into the room. Giving Michael a quick kiss on the cheek. Before pouring herself a cup of coffee. Taking a small sip. So what all did I miss?"

Hey.... I wanted to appologize again for the lousy feedback. I know. I suck... But I do have another part. I'm sorry guys. I'm trying to get my life in order. I really really really want to finish this story. So, I'm spending as much time as I can on typing it up....

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CHAPTER 13B

LIZ'S POV


The water pouring down her. Though her hair and down her face and back. Washing away the dirt and sweat. Along with all the thoughts that were going through her. Emptying out her head of all the voices that usually filled her. All the unanswered questions gone. For at least the moment she would just be.... Simply be.

"At least for the moment."

Finally turning off the water she got out.

She liked the new feeling that has came over her. The new determination. Strength. Control. That was never there before. She could almost feel it coursing through her body. Making her stronger. Scaring away that weak child that stayed huddled in a corner. Her whole life. Doing what was told of her without question. Now she knew she would question everything.

*I can defiantly get used to this.*

"Yes most defiantly."

Smelling the towel that was hanging on the wall. Satisfied that it was clean. She processed to dry herself off with it. Starting with her legs. She worked her way up. Using the towel to pat dry her hair a little, for the most part. Just letting it go.

Opening up her back pack she pulled out her undergarments. Plain white bra and matching panties. Nothing special. Thinking about Tess. *Fake blond bomb shell. Curvy in all the right places.* Looking down to her own body as she pulled the panties and bra on. *A boy's body really compared to Tess's. Even if I didn't have the scars that mirrored my body. I'm still no match for Tess. Why couldn't they at least made her a decent body... More curvy. At least decent size boobs.*

*Max would never want me.* Shaking her head to dismiss the thought at once. *It doesn't matter. He already choose Tess, long before I was even here.*

*But that was before Max even knew that I existed.*

*Doesn't matter. Better to not think about it all.*

"Knock. Knock." Door suddenly being thrown open.

Looking over her shoulder to see Maria standing in the doorway.

"OH MY GOD!" Maria dropping the cloths that she was holding. Bring her hands up to cover her mouth.

Michael and Max falling in behind her.

"What the hell...." Michael

"Liz.." - Max

*Great.* Seeing the horror in their eyes.

"I'm... I... I wanted... I thought you would like some cloths..." Maria stumbling over her words.

"Liz...." Max's voice barely a whisper. Starting to take a step towards her.

Turning. Using her powers she pushed them back and slammed the door shut.

"Doesn't anyone know how to actually knock first?" Muttering to herself. "Great.... Just great."

Picturing the looks in all their eyes. *Disgust? Horror? Pity? All three?* She couldn't be sure.

Shaking her head to as if to erase the image of them from her mind. Knowing now. She would have some explaining to do.

Catching her reflection in the mirror. "Damn it!" Seeing the deep scars that marked her. Before turning away.

*Is it a shame or a gift that I didn't remember how I got most of them? I know by who.... At least I think.* Kaviar flashing through before she pushed the thought away.

*Doesn't matter.....* Thinking about the words she spoke to Michael earlier. *Can't change the past.... Which was true right? No sense crying over spilt milk?* Smiling at the saying. Nursery rhyme or something. She heard long ago... *It fit my life perfectly.*

*Besides, I do remember how I got one.* Shudder going through her as she picturing the long deep lashes that lined her back. *I remember all too well how I got those. HE made sure that I was conscious for every one of them.*

*Don't forget my shoulder. I know how I got that one too now.*

*But that one isn't really mine. I just took it.*

*Maybe that's how I got the rest....*

*Maybe..* Knowing deep in her heart that it wasn't true though.

Pulling out a pair of jeans from her bag. Putting them on. Pulling out two shirts that she owned. Another turtle neck or a red long sleeve button up. Choosing the red. Putting the other one away.

Explosion in the other room.

Stopping her movements for a second. *Michael* Knowing who caused it right away.

Recognizing his energy flowing through the air.

Slipping the shirt on. Putting the rest of her cloths that she just took off in her bag. Leaving it where it laid.

*What's the chances of them just leaving it all alone.* Still feeling Michael power. Almost feel his anger.

Hearing their muffled voices in the other room. All talking about her.

"Didn't think so." Muttering to herself. But knowing they where going to have to do just that....

Grabbing the towel from the counter. She continued to dry her hair a little more. Satisfied with it. Running her fingers through it a couple times she made her way out.

*Here goes nothing... Or everything...*

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MAX'S POV

Feeling a forced that pushed him back as the door slammed shut.

The image of Liz's scared skinned forever etched into his mine. Her back just covered in long deep scared intertwining into each other. Covering her entire back that he saw. The only places being covered where were her long wet black hair fell and the tiny strap of her white bra and panties. Knowing that the scars didn't stop were the flesh was covered.

*Wiped.* The only word coming to mind. *Someone whipped her...*

Feeling like someone was standing on his chest. Making it hard to breathe.

"Oh my god. Oh my god..." Maria taking long sniffs of her cider oil. "Oh my god..."

"Did I see what I thought I saw?" Michael not really able to believe his eyes.

"What did he do to her? Whip her?" - Maria

*How could someone do that to her.* Still not able to find his voice. Not being able to get the sight of her out of his mind. Not only her back. But the burn scars that lined her shoulders. *What else did he do to her?*

"I'll KILL HIM!"

Lamp exploding near him.

Maria screamed.

Finally pulling him out of his stupor.

"Michael." Ducking a little. *This is the last thing that Liz needs right now.*

"Don't do that!" Maria glaring at Michael.

Still feeling Michael's energy growing. Shifting gears. "Michael. You have to calm down."

"I can't believe I left her with that monster."

*We all left her.* "Michael, think of Liz...."

"What the hell do you think, I'm thinking about?" Michael turning her eyes on him.

"Michael...." Trying to keep his voice calm.

"Enough..." Turning to see Liz standing in the doorway fully dressed.

"Liz." Michael's voice blending with his. Both stepping forward.

Both stopping as Liz's held up her hand. "Stop" Shaking her head. "Please just don't..."

Front door busting open. Isabel and Alex coming in.

"You guys will not believe what I can do.." Stopping in mid step. Voice losing all excitement. "What? What happened now?" Isabel searching each of their faces in turn.

"Nothing... Nothing happened." Liz slipping forward. "Just an unhappy glimpse of my past."

"Liz..." - Michael

"NO!" Turning to look at him and Michael. "It's the past. We can't change it. Right?" Looking at them with new determination. Challenging them. "Right? It happened. I'm still in one piece. I survived. It's really no big deal."

Nesado words echoing in his ears. 'Oh come now Max. She's in one piece.' *You have to be kidding me? What did he do? Brainwash her too?*

Michael and Liz staring at each other for a moment. Neither one backing down.

Knew they were silently talking to each other.

"What did I miss?" Alex looking around at them.

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing." Liz not talking her eyes off Michael.

"I need some air." Michael pushing past Liz. Then Alex and Isabel. Slamming the door behind him.

"I'll go talk to him." Maria following him. Stopping at the door. Turning back to Liz. "I'm sorry." Following quickly after Michael.

"Liz..."

"Don't Max. Please..." Her determination wavering. "It really is no big deal." Suddenly looking tired.

"Big deal Liz?" Not able to let it just go. "Have you looked in a mirror? Have you seen your back? It looks like someone whipped you. Not to mention the scars on your arms."

"What?" - Isabel

"Someone whipped you?" - Alex

"Well... um... It's not what it looks like." Not meeting any of their eyes.

"It's not?"

"Um.... no."

"Then tell me what it is."

"It was my fault." Running her hands through her still damp hair.

"You can't be serious. Anything that you might have done could not have warrant that kind of punishment."

"You don't understand." Taking a deep breath. "Can't we just drop this?" Pleading with him with her eyes.

"No, not until you make me understand." Still not being able to let it go.

"I did something I wasn't suppose to do..."

"What? What could you have possibly done that was so bad?"

"I ran away alright." Turning and facing him.

"You ran away?" *Ran away. How can that cause him to hurt her?* Still not getting it.

"Ran away from what?" - Alex

"From HIM. I ran away from him." Still looking at him. Eyes pleading with him.

"So Nesado beat you? Why? That doesn't make sense?"

"What do you want to hear, Max? What? I ran away from HIM. It took HIM 3 weeks to find me." Liz starting to tremble slightly.

"Liz.." Taking a step towards her.

Her voice holding anger that he never heard before. Stopping him in his tracks. "What more do you want to know? That HE whipped me for what seemed like hours? That I felt ever minute of it. Ever lash. That every time I was close to passing out that HE made sure that I didn't. That I was fully conscious for ever bit of it. Is that what you want to hear? Is that it...." Tears filling her eyes. "That HE wanted me to remember ever minute of it. So that I wouldn't forget. That I would never do it again.... Is that what you want to know?" Voice losing all anger. "Does knowing make you feel any better?"

Her confession breaking his heart more. Anger and hate filling him. "Liz... I " Taking another step towards her.

"It doesn't matter." Wiping her eyes. "It's over with. HE never did it again."

Realization hit him all at once. "Because you never did it again.."

Not meeting his eyes. Nodding her head. "No I never..."

"How old where you?" - Isabel

"13"

"What happened?" - Alex

"What do you mean." Liz turning to Alex.

"Something must have happened that made you want to leave." - Alex

"I..." Getting a far away look before her eyes clearing again. Taking a step back. Leaning against the wall for support.

"Liz?" Concern for her once more. What she remembered. *What happened that was so bad to make her want to leave. After living through and enduring everything else. Why then?*

"Can we just drop this? It doesn't matter. None of this does." Her eyes once more on him. Determination once more. "You can't change this anymore then I can."

"Liz." Placing his hands on her shoulders. Feeling their small connection immediately. Her determination. With the underline fear and tiredness.

Careful to keep his own feelings in check.

"It's alright. You can tell me anything. Trust me..." Keeping his voice low. Pleading with her.

"Don't patronize me Max. You can't change it. No one can. I'm here. I survive. Lets just leave it at that." Using his same tone of voice.

Staring at each other.

Not taking her eyes off of him. Feeling like she was looking into his soul. Searching for any signs of doubt. Any reason not to believe. To trust. "What can you do Isabel?" Changing the subject.

"I can freeze things." Isabel's voice not having the same excitement that it held earlier.

"You always could do that. We all could." Still not looking away from Liz. *How did I leave her with this monster? How could I just forget her? How did I let this happen to her. How am I ever going to make this up to her?*

"No Max. I mean. I can freeze everything." Little more excitement back in her voice.

"Stop it Max. It's not your fault......" Her voice low. "Stop it now." Seeing her breath with the last words that she spoke.

Realizing that the room was now freezing.

Backing out of his arms. Feeling the coldness seep into him. Not sure if it was from the lack of contact from Liz or from Isabel.

"It's like Isabel has her own built in air conditioner." - Alex

Door opening.

"Who did what to my apartment?"

Hey guys. Wanted to post the next part and leave proper feedback for once. Well semi proper. Wanted to thank everyone that left feedback. It ment a lot and kept me typing away. I also wanted you to know that I do have the next couple of parts wrote. I just have to type them out. Damn me for typing so slow. Sorry about the next part. Mainly just fluff. The next part is going to be really good. At least I hope you see it that way....

Starlight- sorry about that. I didn't mean for it to get worst. Damn Liz for remembering more. (I'll just let her take all the blame.)

pandas2001- Hey how are you girl? Your right. Nesado is not going to get a very warm welcome. He will be lucky to even see Liz if Michael has a say about it.

rossli- Hey! I missed your feedback. Don't worry, I love you. You are right. I am terriable! Your right, Liz needs to open up. But well....... You know I wasn't going to make it that easy!

Gigo- Hi! Don't worry. Things will get better for her eventually..... I just have to drag it out for a awhile... By the way, shutter is right.

frenchkiss70- Hello! Your right on track! Thanks for the feedback!

HBGO- Don't worry. It will all happen soon.




CHAPTER 13 C

LIZ'S POV

"Isabel! Damn it! Would you stop!" Michael holding up his fork. His whole breakfast frozen to it.

"Chill Michael." - Maria

Everyone trying not to laugh.

"I don't have too. Isabel already did it for me." Sitting his food back down on the plate.

Leaning over Max. Holding her hand a few inches from Michael's plate. Reheating it.

"Thanks." Michael muttered. Not quit meeting her eyes.

Feeling a little regretful. She couldn't tell if Michael was still mad at her or not. *He's not the easiest person to read.* Not saying much to her since he came back. Just a lot of muttering to himself mostly after Max took him into the bedroom. For a quote unquote little talk.

*I would have thought it was funny if I knew that he wasn't muttering about me.* Picking up a few words. Here and there.

"I was just practicing Michael." - Isabel trying to contain her laughter.

"I think your already a pro." - Michael

"I agree." Alex. Receiving a kiss from Isabel for the comment.

"Please.. I'm trying to eat." - Michael

"Oh Michael. Your such a romantic." Maria, sarcastically

"We should probably go out to the desert today and start training." - Isabel looking hopeful.

Poking at her egg that laid practically untouched on her plate. Having forced down a couple bites that she has. Purely for Michael's sake. *That and the sake of not arguing.* Not really ready to fight again with him so soon. The argument earlier taking a lot out of her.

Taking a look at Michael from the corner of her eye. Still seeing him stare at her when he thought she wasn't looking. With that unhappy frown on his face. That he seemed to wear more and more.

Taking a small bite of her toast for him.

*I know that my past hurts him. I'm not stupid. It hurts me too.* The fact that he wasn't there for her. *I know Michael feels guilty. It really does hurt me too. How many nights did I lie awake praying that they would come for me? But that was all fantasy. The past doesn't matter. All that matters now is keeping them safe. Away from the life that I had to endure. I won't let them go through what I did too. I just wouldn't be right.*

Taking a sip of her orange juice.

"Liz, are you all right?" Feeling Max touch her arm. His concern for her at once. With her eyes. She followed his hand. Up his arm to his face.

"What?"

Looking up to see all eyes once more on her. *Great.*

"After breakfast do you want to go to the desert to practice their powers?" - Maria

*Powers?* Feeling more tired just thinking about it.

"Maybe we should just chill today." Not missing the silent communication that passed between Michael and Max.

"What about the book?" Trying to change the subject. Plus being more interested in that.

Watching Max look around the table. Each nodding their heads in turn. Alex looking like you just gave him a christmas present.

Seeing the silent debate going on inside of Max. Feeling more more of his concern for her.

*Damn connection or what ever it is.*

"I'm fine..." Looking at each of them pointedly. Taking her arm out from under Max's. *I'm really going to have to be careful about that.* Not liking that Max could easily read her emotions when he touch her. *Not to mention the shared flashes.* Not liking the idea that Max could see anything she remembered too. *Some things are defiantly better left unshared.*

#Damn it Liz!# Hearing Michaels voice in her head.

#What Michael?# Following his lead. Looking at him half amused that he could talk to her telepathic too. That she didn't have to start the conversation.

#Can't you just for once....#

#What?#

#Never mind...#

#Now your learning big brother.#

"Just eat Liz. Just eat." Half muttering once more.

"You guys really have to stop doing that." Alex looking between her and Michael. "It's not fair not being let in on the conversations.

"I know what you mean." Looking at Max and Michael. Trying to easy some of the tension in Michael. Plus his concern for her. Looking him in the eyes. "I really am alright Michael."

Michael studying her for a moment before shifting his eyes to Max. Max looking at her a moment before nodding to Michael.

#This isn't over Liz.#

#I know Michael. I know. Thanks.# Getting the hidden message that he wasn't just talking about her resting and eating issues. But thankful never the less that he let it go for at least now.

"Hey now. I thought we just talked about this." Alex looking from her to Michael. "I told you guys I don't want you two talking about me." Alex smiling. Trying to easy the tension in the room.

"Am I'm not up for discussion either."

"What?" Max looking at her innocently.

"The looks you and Michael keep giving each other. Every time I say I'm alright. Or trying to decide what to do with me." Looking pointedly at Max and Michael. "You too can't tell me what to do. You both sit there and silently discuss me. I can take care of myself. Neither one of you own me. Neither one of you are my father or protector." Watching both of their eyes darken with the last statement. *Maybe I went too far with the last statement.* Knowing full and well how they felt about HIM.

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Stifling a yawn as the others cleaned up the breakfast mess. Max and Michael refusing to let her help. As Maria lead her to the couch. Feeling a little guilty that she wasn't in there helping them clean. *Michael could cook. But he left a mess in his wake.*

"Are you sure that you don't want to take a nap first?" Maria not missing the yawn.

*Nap first? Yes, I would love to lie down and shut the world out for a few hours.* Tired? She was defiantly that. *Who ever came up with the saying that emotional stress was far more tiring then physical. Was right on the money. I would defiantly have to agree.*

Settling herself on the couch. Maria sitting next to her. Happy to keep her company as the others cleaned. Getting out of the duty herself.

*A nap would defiantly be good right now.* Trying one more time not to yawn.

*But... I'm running out of time... Who knows when HE would be back. Especially after what Max said to HIM.*

"No. I'm all right." Smiling at Maria. *She really is nice once you get to know her. Besides, she had enough energy for the both of us.*

*I need to find out what is in that book. I need the answerers now. Before HE does get back. I need something to work in my favor. Something I can use against him if need be.* Feelings of guilt sprang forward from the thoughts of turning against him. *HE was her protector after all. HE taught me everything I know....*

*HE is also the one that practically handed me over to Kaviar.....*

*I don't know that for sure..*

*Don't I?*

"Are you sure? Because I could use a power nap too right now... Michael kept stealing all the covers last night." Scrunching up her face. "Never sleep with him if you can help it."

Letting out a small laugh. "I'll keep that in mind.."

Max walking over. "Are you sure about this?" Questioning her one more time.

"Yeah we need answers." Everyone else walking in and sitting down but Michael. "We all do." Isabel and Alex nodding their heads. Alex looking like he was getting ready to open his Christmas present. "Besides, I promise Alex."

Alex looking guilty. "Liz, I want to open the book just as badly as anyone. But I can wait."

"I can't...." Trailing off as Michael came into the room holding the book and the orb.

Standing up. "You have an orb?" Looking from it Michael. To the others. Some how knowing what it was immediately.

"Yes, me and Michael found it in the desert a couple weeks ago." - Maria

"You know what it is?" - Max

Nodding her head. Staring at it as Michael sat everything on the table. "It's a communication device." Sitting down once more next to Max and Maria on the couch. As Michael placed everything on the table.

"Communication to what?" - Alex voice getting all excited again.

"To home? I think." Still not talking her eyes off it. Some thing stirring inside her. A memory just out of her reach.

"Do you know how it works?"

Flash:

Liz naked on her hands and knees digging in the dirt. Out in the desert by a power line tower. About a mile from the cave. Feeling the urgency to hide it. Before what? She wasn't sure.

Shaking her head no. Out of the memory and to answer.

"What is it?" - Michael looking at her with concern.

"You found it in the desert? By a electricity tower." Looking from Michael to Maria.

"yes.."- Michael

Maria nodding her head.

"They felt drawn to it. Michael was getting flashes of it, when him and Maria where together." Feeling Max's eyes on her.

"How did you know?" - Alex

Swallowing. "I think I buried it there."

"Why? Why didn't you just keep it?" - Isabel

"I don't know...."

"Did Nesado tell you too?" Max trying to make sense of it.

Recalling the memory once more. "No..." Shaking her head no. "It was before HE found me in the cave."

"But I thought all you remembered was waking up and seeing him." - Isabel

"I did... Until I say the orb..." Hearing a soft humming in the recess of her mind. A forgotten memory stirring just out of her reach. Part of her begging for access. The other telling her not to go there.

Putting a hand to her head. Trying to concentrate on the memory. Her head starting to pound.

"Hey....." feeling Max's love and warmth at once. Turning to look at him. "It's all right. Don't push it. Just let it come naturally. You will remember when it's time..."

Nodding her head. Doing as instructed. Not wanting the pounding to increase. The war to start. Letting go of the memory for now. Feeling the pounding stop at once. *She couldn't afford to lose it now. Not when she was so close to opening the book.*

Starting to get mad at herself. "This is so frustrating."

"Hey. it's alright. You will remember when your ready." - Max

"That's just it. I'm ready now."

"You can't expect to remember everything in one day." - Michael

"You do." She counter.

"I do not..."- Michael

"Michael your the least patient person that I know."

Smiling at her. "See, you remember me already."

"No, just an a small peek of your character that I've been able to observe for my self."

"Am I that easy to read?" Goofy grin on his face.

Smiling at the fact that he was obviously trying to take her mind off the subject at hand.

Sudden urge to be by herself for a moment. To get her thoughts once more in control. Head in the game.

"Do you mind if I get a drink of water?" Looking at Michael.

"Yeah. Sure." Michael starting to get up.

"No. I'll get it." Starting to stand. Feeling Max let go of her arm. Realizing for the first time that he had been touching her.

"Liz.." - Michael.

"Michael." Michael stopping at Max's voice. Exchanging looks once again. Michael slowly sitting back down.

*Damn connection.* But thankful for Max never the less.

Quickly retreating to the kitchen.

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CHAPTER 13D


LIZ POV


Filling the glass with water. Simply staring at it for a moment. Not taking a drink.

"I can make that ice cold for you." Turning to see Isabel standing in the doorway.

Giving her a small smile. "That you can." Knowing that Isabel was proud of her new power. *Well, HE said that your powers are a reflection of your personality. Emotions. Doesn't say much for her does it.*

*Stop it.. That wasn't very nice.* Scolding herself.

*No it wasn't. Besides, in a way I was only stating the truth. From what I seen and felt from the connection last night. Isabel was cold towards people. Keeping everyone at a distance. Vilondra did after all let Kaviar in to the grounds the night of my wedding.*

*You know she didn't think he was going to hurt anybody. HE used her. Plain and simple. Past is the past right.*

*Right. Besides, what do my own powers say about me?*

"Am I intruding?" Isabel shifting from one foot to the other.

Shaking her head no. *In reality, I really shouldn't be left alone, anyways. Too much time to think of the worst scenario.*

"You know I'm really glad that you're here." Walking further into the small kitchen.

"Really? Now after the fact that you know that I don't remember or blame you for Kaviar." Not really sure how to take Isabel yet.

Small smile on her face. "Yes." Shifting uncomfortable once more.

"I didn't tell Max or Michael. I don't think it's really my place to." Thinking that was maybe what Isabel was really getting at. *Worried that I would tell them.*

"I know..."

"But I suggest you tell them before they do remember." Watching Isabel shift her eyes away from her guilty. "They never knew did they?"

"No."

"So why did you even tell me?" *She knows I don't remember anything. Funny how they suddenly remember now and I still don't.*

"Because I remember the fact that you always knew there was something going on between the two of us......" Letter her voice trail off.

Taking a small sip of the water. *Why didn't I tell Zan or Rath then?*

"As if reading her mind. "Because you were trying desperately to become my friend. I was never that nice to you. You also thought it would help with Kaviar. Distracting him. Plus you always tried to see the good in a person. I don't think you ever really believe that he would do it."

Having always gotten that impression or feeling from Vilondra. When HE and her did the memory retrieval. Vilondra always felt distant and cold to her. Nodding her head a little. "Help with Kaviar?"

"You were betroth to him before you and Max. I mean Zan. Plus, I thought maybe Nesado or Kaviar told you that I....." Once more letting her sentence trail off. Eyes shifting away from hers.

"No. I don't really remember what happened the times I was with Kaviar." Having a very strong feeling that she would rather keep it that way. "I'm not working with them. Against you and the others, Isabel."

"I know.... I just really wanted to tell you that I really am truly glad that you are here with us now. That you found us."

*You might regret the fact that I ever did.* Not voicing her thoughts.

"It would be nice to have another girl around. Someone that understood what I'm going through. I never really had any real girl friends. Except for Maria lately. And she is still human." Smiling. "It would be nice to go and do some normal girlfriend stuff together. Have someone understand me."

Nodding her head. *Normal girlfriend stuff? I have never done any of that.* Recalling the movies and shows that she had seen. That showed the girls shopping together. Talking on the phone. Having sleepovers. *Could I really do all that? Have that life?* Taking another sip of her water. *If only my life was that simple.* Staring out into the living room.

Seeing Max and Michael acting like they weren't paying attention to her. Shooting glances at her ever so often.

Isabel following her gaze.

"They mean well you know."

Knowing she was referring to Max and Michael. "I know..." Keeping her voice down.

"Doesn't help though. Does it. Their overwhelming at times."

"A little.."

"Come now. I thought that they were over bearing with me. From what I've seen of those two. They are like 10 times worst with you. They hate for you to be out of their eye sight. Even for a few minutes."

"Yeah, they are." Agreeing with her.

"You know that they're just trying to protect you."

"I know."

"They feel bad that they weren't there for you. We all do..."

Looking at the ground. "I know..."

"It's going to be alright."

"Everyone keeps saying that." Sighing.

"You don't believe it?"

"I hope it's true." Really she did.

"But you don't believe it?" Feeling Isabel's eyes search her face. Looking for some kind of hidden truth. Some answerer that she didn't have.

Looking up to meet her eyes. "I hope so."

"But you have your doubts." Looking at her questionably still.

"Don't you?" Turning it around on her.

Both Silent a moment. Contemplating each other and the question.

"Ready?" Isabel nodding towards the living room. Finally breaking the silence.

"All my life.."

Both heading into the room.

"Are you all right?" Michael coming up to her immediately.

"Fine.." Meeting his eyes so that he would know that she was serous.

"Liz.." - Michael

"Michael, don't. We are doing this now." Determination set in her eyes.

"Would you let me finish a sentence."

"Sorry." Backing down a little.

"I was going to say. That I don't care what that damn book said. It changes nothing. You are still my sister. Understand? There is nothing to worry about."

Smiling. "Are you sure I can't trade you in?" Teasing him. Trying to lighten the mood.

Shock crosses his face before he smiled. "No way. If I'm stuck with you. Then your stuck with me."

"I think your getting the better part of the deal." Teasing him back.

"That I am little sister. That I am..."

"Come on." Using both hands to pull him by the arm.

"Wait." Pulling her close to him. Wrapping both arms around her tiny body. Gently squeezing.

Stiffing at first before she relax against him. Letting his warmth surround her. Comforting her. Slowly wrapping her arms around him. Hugging him back.

"It's going to be alright Liz. I promise." Whispering.

"That seems to be the saying." Smiling slightly.

"Oh my god! We are all going to die." Maria's voice filling the room.

Stiffing at once. Pulling away from Michael. Searching the room.

"Michael actually insinuating a hug? The world is differently going to end."

"Shut up." Michael trying to look angry at Maria.

The others trying not to laugh.

Smiling at the two. Looking at Michael. The moment gone.

"Come now. Lets get this show on the road." Alex sitting the book in the middle of the table. Stepping back.

Her and Michael stepping up to the table. Isabel and Max following. Each kneeling on a side of the table. Isabel across from her. Max and Michael on each of her side. Maria and Alex both standing slightly behind Isabel and Michael.

"We don't have to do this now. We have waited this long." Max giving her one more chance to back out.

"Exactly." Looking at each one in turn. "We all waited long enough."

"Liz..." Michael trying one last time to reason with her.

"Don't you want to know the reason that we were all sent here? Don't you want to know what Kaviar and HE wants? Why the four squares are so important to them? I for one need to know. I can't wait any longer. Good or bad. I need to know...." Looking at each one of them as she spoke. Her eyes finally resting on Max's. "Please...."

Keeping eye contact for a moment before looking at Isabel and Michael. His eyes finally resting once more on her. "Alright. Lets do this."

Everyone taking one last look around at each other before placing their finger on the square lock.

Book glowing blue. When all four of their fingers were on the lock. Before a click ran out through the room. Four triangles on each side of the square clicked out from it. The blue light gone.

Each pulling their finger back.

"Is that it?" Maria questioning

"I think so." Max turning the book towards him. Everyone gathering around closer. To get a better look.

The first page filled with words and symbols. (Think of the cave.)

Max turned the metal page slowly.

The second and third page held more writing with Max's and Isabel's picture on the bottom of each page.

"My god. That's you." - Maria pointing at the pictures.

Turning the page again.

Fourth and fifth page. Was the same as the last two but held hers and Michaels faces.

Turning the page again.

More writing on the top. With her's and Max's faces this time. Their hands linked together.

"You two really are made for each other." - Maria

Feeling Max's eyes on her a moment before turning the page again. This time the page held some kind of pyramid crystal looking metal machine. Looking like it could come off the page at any moment. The very picture of it looked of power.

"Does any one recognize this?" - Alex

Flash:

Humming. Stumbling through her pod. Seeing it glowing. Pulsating white light and humming. Feeling it's power. Knowing at one what it was and where it was at.

"Yeah it.." - Isabel

"It's here." Cutting off Isabel. Looking at Max.

"What?" Max looking at her questionably.

"I saw it... It's at the pod chamber."

"I don't remember seeing it. I wouldn't forget something like that." Michael looking at her unsure.

"It's on the other side of our pods."

"You saw it?" - Max

"Yes."

"What is it?" - Alex

"Granolith.." - Max not taking his eyes off her.

"I thought it was suppose to be kept with the sheer for safety." - Isabel

"Maybe they sent it here to keep it away from Kaviar."- Michael

"Could have..." - Max still studying her.

"Can any one read any of this?" - Alex looking at them.

"I recognize it. It's the old language. Only the sheer can read it though." - Isabel

"Why did they use that to write the book in, then? If the sheer would be the only one that could read it. That doesn't make a whole lot of sense." - Maria

"They sent the granolith too and that doesn't make much sense either." - Isabel

"There is still a lot you guys don't remember right?" - Alex

"Yes... But mainly just the time before we died. We have the memories of our child hood." Max looking at Isabel and Michael. "Plus our beliefs now."

*I don't really remember anything.*

"We are remembering more and more all the time. It sort of sneaks up on us." - Isabel

"Maybe you will remember now." - Maria

"I don't think so. It was considered sacred. Only the sheer knew how to read it. She would only teach her replacement and so on." - Max

"Maybe the Sheer came to Earth too." - Alex

Max shaking his head no. "I can't see the Sheer leaving the people. She was there to serve and protect them. She would never have left them."

"Besides, how would we ever find her? The way Liz describe everyone. We don't really know who anyone really is. It would be impossible to find her." - Michael.

Everyone silent a moment.

Max turning the last page.

More words and a picture of her and a baby.

"What's that mean?" Maria pointing at the picture. "I mean. I pretty much understand the other pictures. The sibling pages. Max and Liz being together. The granolith thingy. But Liz and a baby?"

Feeling Max's eyes on her once more. Not looking at him.

"Maybe it's just showing that she is suppose to have the heir to the throne?" Alex shrugging his shoulder.

"Yeah, no pressure there." - Maria muttering.

Silent a moment.

"Is that it?" - Michael

Max lifting the last page. Just the smooth surface of the back of the book. Sitting the book back down. Last page still facing up. "Yes."

Everyone getting up and spreading out around the room. Max sitting back on the couch. Maria, Alex and Isabel standing. Michael sitting on a chair near by. Staying on the floor by the book. Not taking her eyes off it.

*That's not right. This can't be all.*

"Do you think Nesado would know how to read it?" - Maria

"I doubt it." - Max

"Besides, how can we really trust him to tell us the truth?" - Michael

"You can't." Not taking her eyes off the picture. *One thing I have learned is not to trust him.*

"I could check the net it see if I can come up with something." - Alex

*It's suppose to have the answers that I need.*

"What are you going to look under? Lost languages of aliens?" Maria looking at him like he lost his mind.

"No, but it could analyze the symbols to find a pattern and translate it." Shrugging his shoulders. "It's been done with the lost languages of the egyptians and Indians."

Their voices fading into the back ground. Pulling the book towards her. Running her fingers across the picture of the baby.

*All that this leaves me with is more questions..*

Feeling the tugging in the back of her mind. As something stirred deep in the recesses of it. Giving it a little push. Releasing itself.

Flash - People fighting in the distance.

Flash - Rath trying to comfort her. The pain and guilt in his eyes making it worst.

Flash - Zan holding her in his arms.

Flash - Zan hurt and bloody. Lying unconscious on the cold ground.

Flash - Zan not letting her out of his eye sight. Constantly keeping her close to him or Rath at all times.

Flash - Her at her mothers grave site.

Flash - Kaviar standing over her. Leering at her evilly. Her telling him that he would not have her without a fight.

Flash - Seeing Zan in the woods for the first time.

Flash - Her and Rath playing in a field.

Flash - Watching her father die as Rath covered her mouth. Stifling the scream that was about to emerge. Trying to keep her safe.

Flash - Looking into the mirror. Seeing a shadow of her formal self standing there. Holding her belly. Feeling the child move inside for the first time. Feeling the bitter sweet of joy and fear all mixed into one.

Flash - Zan and her making love for the first time on the eve of their wedding. Not being able to wait any longer.

Flash - Feeling herself fall through the air. Her last thoughts being of Zan and her unborn child. Pray that Zan would now be alright.

Flash - Rath helping her up when she fell off a horse.

Flash - Standing on the cliff. Wind in her hair and face. Trying to decide what to do. What choices did she really have. Choosing Zan's life over her own.

Flash - Throwing herself into Zan's arms as he opened the door to her and Rath. After barely escaping from the intruders that killed her family.

Flash - Seeing the Sheer.

Flash - Her first childhood memories.

Flash - Not being able to look at Zan with out seeing the hate and hurt in his eyes. His eyes never quite meeting her's anymore.

Flash - Zan professing his love for her.

Flash - Zan's and Kaviar's men fighting.

Flash - Learning to ride.

Flash - Zan trying to organize a counsel.

Flash - Kaviar's men busting through their bedroom door. Surrounding Zan as he told her to hide.

Flash - Zan kissing her.

Flash - Feeling herself hit the water. Wrapping itself around her. Opening her mouth and letting it fill her lungs. Her life seeping away to darkness.

Flash - Zan and Rath training together.

Flash - Seeing Kaviar and Vilondra meeting in the shadows. Kissing. Kaviar smiling at her wickedly the entire time..

Flash - Her's and Zan's wedding.

Flash - Zan and Rath stumbling into the room to save her from Kaviar. Both hurt. Kaviar laughing. Tell them that they were too late. That the damage was done. Before fleeing.

Flash - Her father tucking her in.

Flash - Kaviar telling her that she will never be with anyone but him.

Flash - Sheer telling her that she would be the king's down fall and hope.

Flash - Waking up screaming of a nightmare. Zan pulling her close to comfort her..

Flash - Sheer words echoing in her ears as she looked out into the night. Taunting her.

Flash - Zan crying softly as he pulled her bruised and battered body to his own matching one.

Every detail of her past life flashed before her eyes. From start to finish. All jumbled up in her mind. Every detail. Every emotion that she has ever felt. Her past life was now once more again her own. It was like living the whole life again in fast forward. Out of order.

Unbridled.

Unleashed.

All becoming a jumbled mess in her head. What memories that she knew of this life and the last mixing together.

Confusing her.

The book once more in front of her. Back in Michael's apartment.

The intensity and rush of it all bring tears to her eyes. Her body to shake.

Feeling the emotions of concern, fear and love slam into her. Mixing themselves together with all the other emotions that she felt at the moment. Most the pain and fear that she caused her husband and brother.

"Liz. Look at me?" Max's voice sinking through to her.

"Is she all right?" - Maria

"Liz?" - Michael kneeling down next to her right.

Looking up slowly from the book. To Max's face. Tears in his eyes. Seeing him struggle to control his self. "What is it?" His voice breaking.

His eyes. The same eyes as Zan's. Same guilty look and pain in them. Breaking her a little more. Pull back away from him. Away from his grasp. Letting the book go in the process as she pushed herself against the couch as far as she could go. Trying to get away from Max. Zan. The pain that she knew that she caused him. In this life and the last.

"Liz?" Letting her go.

"Liz" Seeing Michael reach out to her too. Pulling her knees against her chest. Her hands on her knees.

"Don't" Pulling away more. Not being able at the moment to look her brother in the eyes. Not wanting to see what they held also. Closing her eyes tightly shut. Trying to put everything in some kind of logical order.

That small part of her crying out for her to retreat. Offering sanctuary. Pushing it away just as quickly as it came. Slamming that door shut on it forever. Not having room for it in her life anymore. She deserved everything she felt. *I owe them that much.*

"Max?" - Michael.

"I'm not sure. I felt ever emotion possible to the extreme." Still trying to get himself under control.

Hearing them talk about her. Opening her eyes. Looking down at her hands on her knees. Wanting nothing more then to disappear.

"What is happening to her?" - Maria

"Is she going to be all right?" - Isabel

"Max. Can't you do anything." - Michael

"I don't know what's wrong..."

"I remember..." Her voice just a whisper.

"What?"

"What do you remember?" Max moving a little closer to her.

Shrinking back a little more into the couch. Not wanting him to touch her. Not wanting to feel what he was feeling too.

Max stopping when he saw her flinch. Keeping his voice just as low. "What do you remember?"

"Everything...."

"What's everything?" - Michael

Using her hands to push herself up. Max and Michael following suit. Wanting nothing more then to put space between them all. *I need to get out of here.* Being careful not to touch anyone as she navigated around them.

Still keeping her eyes lowered. "I remember everything that happened in our past life." Starting to move around the apartment. Getting her shoes together.

"What do you mean everything about it?" - Michael

"Everything." Putting her shoes on.

"As in..." - Michael

"As in start to finish....." Her voice a little stronger. Looking up at them briefly. Not quite meeting there eyes. Trying her shoes.

"My god.. You remember how you died."

Falling through the air. The crush of the water.... Nodding her head. Not looking up. *Baby..* Almost feel it it moving inside of her. Undeniably fear and joy all at once.

"Everything? Liz......" - Michael.

"Yes." Straightening back up. "It's all mixed up." Running her hand through her hair. "But it's all there."

"My god.." - Maria

"Liz..." Max standing right by her. Not touching her.

*Zan's baby or.....* Feeling fresh tears sting her eyes. *His down fall or his hope?*

"Liz look at me..." - Max

Backing up at little. Recalling the hurt, fear and anger that settled into his eyes. After the attack. How he could hardly stand to look at her. Much less hardly touch her. Constantly keeping her in his sight or Michael's. Afraid. Afraid of her and what the people were saying.

Shaking her head no. Backing up from him.

Following her movement. "Please." Hearing the pain in his voice.

Closing her eyes tight. Feeling the tears slip down her cheeks. "I can't...." Whispering.

Holding her stomach. The hollowness that she felt inside now. 8 Oh god...*

"Please." - Max

"I can't..."

"Why can't you?" - Max

"Because then I can't take it back.... I can never take it back."

"Maybe it's not something that is meant to keep to yourself. I can help...." - Max

"You can't.."

"Why can't I? You didn't give me a chance..." - Max

"Chance at what? For me to betray you again. To hurt you..."

"Liz..." -Max

"Liz, if it's your past life. They might need to know. If it deals with them. Don't you think they have a right?" Alex trying to reason with her.

"Baby..." Words slipping out her mouth. Feeling the emptiness once more inside of her. The blessing or curse that she once carried. That she destroyed.

"What about the baby?" - Max

"I was pregnant." Looking at him. Seeing the shock and confusion at once. Followed by happiness. Hating to take it away from him. "When I died." Then the pain. All in his eyes. His eyes that were forever etched into her soul.

"Pregnant....." Words stumbling out of Max's mouth.

"I'm sorry....." Wanting to take the words back that escaped her. The truth. The pain... "I need to think..." Feeling that she owed them some kind of explanation. Backing away. Wanting nothing more then to escape. To get away from him. From all of them.

"Liz please...." - Max

"Don't go." - Michael

"Liz honey don't..." - Maria

"It's going to be alright." - Isabel

"I just need to..." Turning to the door and opening it.

"You can't keep running away every time something happens." - Michael's words stopping her for a moment.

*Want to bet?*

"Liz don't shut us out." Max pleading with her. "Please..."

"I'm not." Not turning around.

"Yes you are." Hearing his voice break.

Shaking her head no. "I never let you in..."

Then she was gone.

OH sorry. I was rechecking and I made a huge mistake. I for got to give credit where credit was diffently due. The part where Liz is saying that she can't tell him because then she can't take it back. I got the idea from Dawson's creek. The words that Joeys saids to Dason in the libraury. I for got how it exactly went. But there is where I got the idea from. I think the only line that I truely truely copied was where she saids. "I can't.... Because then I can never take it back..." I had to use it. It was heart rentching. So I don't own it etc. etc. etc. Big sorry that I didn't post this part last night. Totally unitentional. Sorry.

CHAPTER 14


MAX'S POV

"I never let you in." Through out the room. Her words echoing in his head. In his heart.

Everyone standing there in shock. No one moved. As she ran. Leaving the door open. Disappearing out of his life.

"Follow her or let her go?" Hearing everyone's silent question as they stared at him as if he were king. *I'm not....* The question still there though.

*Would she come back on her own this time?* Feeling it was more then a simple run to clear her head this time.

Her words once more echoing in his head. "I never let you in." "Why so I can betray you again?" "Baby.." "I was pregnant when I died." "I just need to go." "Baby." "I never let you in."

*No, she had a lot more to straighten out this time.... It wasn't Nesado and worrying about what he was going to do. It wasn't going to be that easy.* It wasn't some much what she said either. *It was what I saw in her eyes. What I felt from her. Complete and unadulterated pain.* Pain that chilled him to the bone. His soul. Making him hurt inside just as much as he saw Liz was. *For her. For the fact that I'm not sure how to take it away. How to make it all better...*

The only thing he knew was that he had to get to her. Find her. *Liz couldn't go through this alone. Not this.* He had to be there for her. *I owe her that much.* Feeling that he failed her in the worst way possible. *I allowed her to die carrying our child. I failed them both.*

Racking with guilt to go along with the pain.

He needed her more now then ever. *I have to try to make this up to her some how, some way.*

"Max?" - Isabel

"Are you alright?" - Maria

"What do you want us to do man." - Alex

Looking up at them. Isabel and Maria with tears in their eyes. Alex standing there uneasy. All waiting for answers. Orders on what to do now. All still in a little shock.

Making the decision. Having wasted enough precious time. "You guys star here in case she comes back. Michael." Looking over at him. Seeing his hard shell back in place. "Come with me."

Nodding his head. Heading for the door. Without a word said.

"Max... Are you sure we shouldn't just let her go..." Looking up at Isabel. "I mean..."

"No." First words coming to mind.

"Max, she left her stuff here. Maybe it would be better to give her a little space."

"No. I can't let her go through this alone." Seeing Liz stand before him with tears in her eyes. Refusing to look at him. *No he couldn't let her go through this alone. If I don't follow her now. I will never get her back.* Just knowing deep in his heart that it was true. Shaking his head no. "Liz isn't coming back on her own this time."

"Lets go." Michael telling him over his shoulder as he headed out.

Looking over his shoulder. "Stay here. Call if.."

"We will. Just go. Hurry." - Alex pushing him out the door..

Jumping in the jeep. Taking off. Heading for Liz's house.

"Where are we going?"

"I figure we would check her house first then head out of town." Taking a quick glance at Michael.

Nodding his head. Moment later. "I'm sorry Max."

"What?" Michael's words catching him off guard. Slowing a bit before accelerating again.

"I'm sorry.."

"For what Michael? You didn't do anything." Looking at him as long as he dared before turning his sight back on the road.

"For everything... For letting us all die." Voice breaking. "For not protecting Liz and your baby."

"Michael..." Pulling up in front of Liz's house. Turning towards him. He couldn't let his friends take the blame. *Not when I'm just as much as fault. If not more.* "It wasn't your fault. We don't know what happened. But I know it wasn't your fault." Knowing in his heart that it wasn't. *If Michael was there at the time. He would have died before letting anything happen to Liz.*

"I was your second in command Max. My job was to protect all of you."

"Michael."

"I failed us all, Max. I let everyone die. I'm sorry."

Michael. Placing his hands on his shoulder. "Don't do this man. We don't know what happened. If that is the case then. It's just as much my fault as your."

"No Max. You were the King."

"That swore to protect everyone. I promise Liz that I would never let anything happen to her..."

"No Max. It's not your fault."

"Then it's not your either." Hoping that he saw the logic.

"Max..."

"Maybe we should find out what exactly happened first before we start placing blame."

Staring at each other for a minute. Knowing that neither one was buying into the fact that they weren't the blame but letting the issue go. For now. The hurt and guilt remaining. Finding Liz being the priority.

Michael nodded.

"Come on. Let go find her..."

Getting out to search Liz's house. A moment later the were back on the road.


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LIZ'S POV

Running.

Running away from the pain. Away from Max and Michael. Away from Zan and Rath. Away from the pain that she caused them. The looks in their eyes. Away from the past. The present. The future.

She ran.

*Why did they bring me back? WHY! WHY!!!!!!!!!!* The words screaming in her head. *Why couldn't they just leave it all alone. Let me go.... It would have been so much easier.... So less painful.. What was even the point in bring any of them back? WHY!!!!!!!!*

Running as fast and hard as she could. Feeling like her heart would beat out of her chest. Her lungs screaming for more air. Her legs starting to ache and cramp. Side hurting. Still she ran.

Running at full force until she felt her mind start to clear. Putting everything back in it's proper place. The past events going into their right order. Her emotions that she felt, fading into the back ground. Detaching themselves from her. Everything going back into their proper places. Not so intense anymore. Leaving her with the dull sensation of detachment. From the emotional over load of the whole experience. Her mind giving herself the chance to deal.

Looking around at her surrounding seeing desert on all sides. Except for the small town that she left behind. The road that she was running on. She was finally alone. Alone with her thoughts and herself.

She was exhausted. Her body threaten to give out.

Finally allowing her body to slow down to a slow even jog. Willing herself not to stop yet as the questions started to flow. More questions that needed answers. Each begging for her attention as she started seeking the answers to each one. As they all started to come to mind.

*It wasn't suppose to happen this way. No. The book was suppose to give her the answers that I needed. Not make more for me. Confusing me more. This is so unfair! It was suppose to tell me what HE and Kaviar wanted. How to defeat Kaviar and HIM if need be.* Instead all she got was more problems. More emotions and now new memories to deal with. *Great.*

*Why did they bring me back? What am I going to do about the others? Why didn't Kaviar kill me? Why is the granolith here? What am I going to do about Max? About Michael and the others? Why can I suddenly remember? Why don't the others remember everything too? Why can't we read the book? What am I going to do? What am I suppose to do? How can I ever face them again? Why did the bring me back? How am I ever going to face Max? Where is HE? Where is Kaviar? Where am I, for that matter?* Looking around for a moment.

*Alright. Stop!* Stopping herself. Feeling her head start to pound. Wanting nothing more then to craw into a fetal position. Knowing that she couldn't. *Alright, this is going to get me no where.* Not able to afford another break down right now. *Especially in the middle of the desert.*

Started jogging again. Her body protesting quietly. Exhausted. Knowing that jogging helped her think though. *I can pass out later. I promise.*

Starting the questions. Taking each one at a time. *It doesn't make sense. Why was the book written in the old language? That only the Sheer could read. Why? You think they would have least made it so that they would understand it. Maria was right. The pictures where easy to follow. Except for the last one of her and the baby.* Feeling the guilt, joy and pain tugging at her again. Before pushing it back.

*It would do no good to get lost in her emotions right now. No matter how much I want to pull the covers over my head and cry.* For her self. For the baby. Max...

*I guess the real question would be. Is the book showing the future or the past? What we are suppose to do or showing us what we already have done?*

*If it is of our past life. That might explain why the book is written in the ancient language. Maybe its really is one of our record books that the Sheer kept. Maybe we weren't suppose to have it at all.*

*Could be... That would make sense why we can't read it. And the granolith. What is it doing here? Why isn't it on Antar?* It being of power. All the people practically worship it. Kept safe by the royal family ever since it was discovered. *Why would they bring it here? Why hid it in the pod chamber?*

*Is that why Kaviar is here? Does he even know that it is here?*

*Of course he would. They would all have to know... Wouldn't they?* Can't see the people not knowing that it wasn't on Antar any more.

*Does he want the granolith back?*

*Which in a way doesn't make sense either. Sure the people followed it. But it's not like Kaviar can really do anything with it. Just really determine who gets to see it and what not. He doesn't have the power to do anything else with it. No one does.....*

*At least without the the powers of the four squares. Even then. It was suppose to be very difficult to use.* No one really knowing how it really worked. All that it could really do.

*Like the power that Max, Michael , Isabel and I process?* Knowing they were suppose to be the most powerful yet. *Is that the connection? Is that why they want the four squares?*

Recalling the day that they realize that they all posses the power of the four squares. They were all in the court yard. A meter storm came without warning. Zan and Rath grabbed me and Vilondra. All started running for cover when a very big one's shadow covered the whole grounds. It was big enough to destroy the castle. There was no place to run for safety. No time to get away from the massive firer rock that loomed above them. All of their instincts kicked in to protect each other. Some how creating a shield effect. So strong that it cover the entire city. Protecting everyone it.

It was only afterwards that they realized what they had done. Zan swearing them all to secrecy to protect them. Knowing that most of his people would rejoice with the news but some would fear it. Making them both strong and a walking target all at once. Knowing for the four squares powers to work, they would all have to be connected at that exact moment. It became dangerous for them, if they were separated. Logic told them that it would be impossible to be together at all times.

Of course being a secret. Not realizing yet how truly powerful they all were now. With the few people that saw them perform the miracle. It's news quickly spreading to everyone. Along with the hope and fear.

*Just one more problem and reason for her and Zan to be together.*

*Which brings me to Kaviar. Why is he here? Why isn't he on Antar ruling it?*

*Unless Max did exceed in doing what he set out to do.* Knowing that Zan was trying to set up a governing counsel. Five from each planet to make the decisions for all the planets. Not just him and his royal house anymore. Most people were for it. But still their was some that disagree. Hunger power people that wanted to rule alone. Not let the so called little people have a say. Mainly Kaviar and his followers. People that didn't want to except change. To stick to the old ways. Small minded people that didn't see that it was time for change. *Did Zan have time and convince everyone before he died? Did Zan do what he was setting out to do?*

*It's not like HE ever told me. Then again, I never knew to ask. But you think if things changed that much HE would have said something about it. Wouldn't HE?*

*Then again. What has HE ever really told me? How can I ever really trust HIM?*

*So is that why Kaviar is here? That by the time that Zan died it was too late. Kaviar couldn't rule? Is he here for revenge?*

*I know Kaviar hates Zan. I don't feel like he ever really did love me. Even though we were betroth. I never got that feeling from Kaviar. Even when we were younger. It was more of a procession thing. A hurt to his ego that I choose Zan. Zan of all people and that Zan choose me. Is his pride still hurt?*

*Is that enough to want us all dead again? Why didn't Kaviar kill me? It's not like he didn't have the chance.*

Recalling him looming over her. The look in his eyes. *The same look he had the night that he.....* Not able to finish the thought. *No, I don't think Kaviar wanted to kill me that night. I think he had other things in mind.* Not being able to stop her self from shuddering. Loosing her step.

*My god, what all did he do to me this time? What else don't I remember? Did I betray Max again?* Feeling the tears sting her eyes.

Closing her eyes tight. *No... No... Don't do this. Do not cry.* Willing herself not too.

*It doesn't matter. It doesn't.... Her and Max are not together. They both have different lives this time. Max choose another. He has Tess.* Hurt going through her.

Opening her eyes and started to walk.

*Can I blame him? After everything I did?*

*It doesn't stop it from hurting. Besides, Max doesn't remember all that right?*

*It doesn't matter. I destroyed him. He couldn't stand to look at me. Much less touch me. For god sake. I betrayed him.*

*What choice did I really have though?*

*I could have fought harder... I could have...*

*It doesn't matter...* Shaking her head. *I betrayed him. I didn't even know who the father was..*
By then she unknowingly carried the seal. Marking her child heir to the throne. *A throne that still ruled alone at the time.*

*The father would have been king* Her and Zan having consummated their relationship the night before their wedding. Having bonded together as one. Body and soul. Zan's seal being passed to her. By ancient laws stating that the baby that she carried would be named king. His father being so until he passed the name and crown on to him. But not before his death or felt the child was ready.

*The next day her and Kaviar.... Weeks later finding out she was pregnant. There was no way of knowing who was the father until the baby was born. Was it Zan's or his enemies? His hope or his down fall.*

*But Zan was trying to get everything changed even before we were married. Before the baby....*

*It doesn't matter. Kaviar was right. The damage was already done... Even if the baby she carried was Zan he couldn't look at her anymore. All she saw was pain in his eyes. He kept her close after that out of obligation and fear.*

*I don't know that for sure. Zan could have just been trying to keep me safe. The people feared the baby that I carried. What it could have meant. Kaviar was threaten to come for me. To kill Zan. Zan could have just been trying to keep me alive and safe.*

*No, there was too much pain and anger. I hurt him too much...* Picturing the look in Max's eyes. *I hurt him too much even now... And he doesn't remember everything yet. I can just imagine what Max will think of me when he remembers everything...* Not bearing to think about it. Pushing the thought away. *I have to deal with other questions first.*

*Just putting off the inedible.*

*Nothing wrong with saving the worst for last..... The questions I'm sure to break down on...*

Started slowly jogging again.

*So, which brings me back to the question of Kaviar. Why didn't he keep me? Why did he let me go? With the chance of HIM and me finding the others? Did HE go back and tell Kaviar? HE was observing them before HE brought me too them.* Recalling the pictures that HE showed me of them. *Did HE already tell Kaviar where they are at. Is HE with Kaviar right now? Plotting?*

*You would have thought HE would have told Kaviar, before HE brought me too them. If HE was really working with Kaviar. I can't see Kaviar allowing me to be with Max again..... Kaviar never wanted me any were need Zan. Kaviar would rather see me dead first.* Another shudder going through her.

*I would be better off dead.*

*What about Max and Michael? Even Isabel? Are they? You know they both want the four squares for some reason. That's all HE ever really talked about. The reason they had to find the others. The four squares.... Without me there is no four squares. No reason to keep them alive. Safe.*

*If it is even the reason the would be safe. I don't know if there is another reason....*

*Which brings me back to the question. Is HE with Kaviar or not.*

*Isn't it obvious?*

*If it was I wouldn't be talking to myself about it right now.* Getting frustrated with herself.

Recalling all the times HE painfully search her mind. *HE was looking for something. So was Kaviar.* Recalling what Max said about Kaviar searching her for something.

*Granolith maybe?*

*Don't know... Did I already let it slip? Do they know where it is? Did I hide it well enough from them as I did myself?*

*I hope..*

*That's an understatement.* Getting the feeling that they weren't suppose to find it. Ever...

*It would help if I would remember everything that I forgot when I was with them.*

*Damn it!* Hating herself for being so weak. *I need to know what HE knows or remember something useful. I need to talk to HIM.*

*Am I strong enough for that?*

*I don't know... I never tried.*

*What if HE is working for Kaviar?*

*I still need to know. The sooner the better. Can't protect against something I don't know about.*

*I can't let them know that I remember my past or where the granolith is.*

*Then I can't let them search me. I can't let him touch me at all.*

*I know. Like I ever wanted them too.*

*What about Max and Michael?*

*They need to learn everything they can do... Everything I can do. Plus know what HE can do. Number one rule. Know your enemy.*

*But are they safe?*

*They both talked about the four squares. They want that bad for some reason. They should be safe for now.*

*Is that a chance I want to take?*

*What choice do I really have? Besides, I'm guessing it is probably the only reason I'm still alive. The only reason Kaviar let me even go...*

*Most likely.... Which means I need to stay away from them. They were safer without me being around.* Not wanting them to go through anything she had to go through. Seeing the pain and anger in their eyes. Breaking her heart more. *They were better off without me anyways.*

*How can I ever face them again anyways? Especially after they know what I did....*

"LIZ!"

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CHAPTER 14 B

"LIZ" Hearing the voice call her name.

Stopping.

*Great.* First words coming to mind. Slowly turning around to see. "Kyle?" Watching him jog up to her the rest of the way. Thanking her lucky stars that it was just him. Smiling to herself. *Who ever thought I would be happy to see the sheriff's son?*

"Hey.... Man can you run. I've been following you for about a mile and half now. This is the closes I've gotten yet." Wiping the sweat off his forehead with his shirt. Taking a couple deep breathes.

"Yeah, it's an art. What are you doing out here Kyle?" Noticing that he didn't have a car. Looking around once more.

Really looking. Seeing a abandon gas station up ahead. Desert on both sides. No signs at all of the town that they both left behind.

"Running..... How are you feeling?" Watching him search her from head to toe. Seemly satisfied in what he saw. Smiling bigger at her. "You look better.."

"Nodding. "Yeah, I am thanks..."

"That's good.. You had me worried there."

"Sorry about that. Ummm Kyle. I wanted to thank you for the other day." *At least I can do... He could have freaked and called more attention to her. Nurse. Hospital, etc.* Assuming that he didn't. Still not really sure exactly what happened. *Nothing wrong with feeling around for information.*

*I really need to be more careful.*

"I didn't do anything. Max was the one that swept in and got you out of there."

*Yeah, Max seems to be good at saving me.*

*I so have to change that.*

*Yeah, by staying away from him.*

Giving Kyle a bigger smile. "Still, I wanted to thank you." *Kyle was a good guy. It would be nice to have a friend for once.*

*But the sheriff son?*

*It's not like I'm going to tell him I'm an alien or anything. Can't we just be friends?*

*Is it fair to really bring him into all of this?*

*No.. Can't I just talk to someone, without bring them into it.*

HIS words echoing in her ears. "You don't talk to anyone. Bring any kind of attention to yourself. Best way for you to survive is to be invisible. You don't want to hurt anyone else do you...*

Kyle's voice bring her out of her head. Shaking her head to clear it of HIS voice. "No problem. But I still didn't do anything." Shifting from one foot to another. "You look 100% better. So is everything alright now?"

*No.* Nodding her head yes.

"I know you were pretty much out of it that day but my offer does still stand."

*Offer?* Looking at him questionably.

"To talk? You know?"

Smiling once more. "Thanks Kyle..."

Both silent a moment. Before the started walking once more.

"So where are you headed?"

"I'm not sure." Looking around her once more. *Seems like we are in the middle of no place.*

"Running away?"

"Excuse me?" Stopping her in her tracks. *Am I that easy to read?*

"Kidding."

"Are you?" Pointing to the back pack he was carrying. Turning the question on him.

"No, weights and other perversions. Do you always run this far?"

"This far?"

"Yeah, it's almost 5 miles outside of town." Seeing the questions in his eyes.

"I didn't realize." Looking at the gas station. Back to Kyle. "You?"

"I try to.. At least on the weekends. I don't have a lot of time during the week with football and basketball practice. But I like to when I can. It helps clear my head."

"I know what you mean. How far do you usually go?"

"Just to Pete's up ahead. Then back." Pointing to the gas station.

Both walking once more towards the gas station.

"So what are you doing out here?" Seeing him look at her.

"Running... Thinking..."

"Anything I can help you with?" Giving her a small smile.

*Not unless you can make me normal.* Shaking her head no.

Stopping at the gas station. Seeing it really was indeed abandon. *I guess they don't get a lot of business.*

"Most people take the other highway out of town." As if reading her thoughts.

"Oh."

Pulling out two bottles of water. Handing her one of them and taking a drink of the other.

"Thanks." Taking a drink. The luke warm water tasting heaven to her. *Didn't realize I was that thirsty.*

"I take it you weren't planning on running this far?" Gesturing to the cloths she was wearing and the water.

"No." Looking down at her jeans and long sleeve shirt. *Not exactly running cloths. I am so going to need another shower.*

"You need to be careful in this heat. The desert sort of sneaks up on you when you least expect it."

"I'll keep that in mind." *Wasn't exactly planning on running out here. At least this far. I need to start paying attention more.*

"Do that." Both taking another drink.

"Mind if I ask you a question?"

Feeling herself stiffen before willing herself to relax again. Giving him a small smile. "If you don't mind me not answering it if I don't want to."

"Fair enough.. What's going on with you and Max?"

"Max?" Feeling an uneasiness in the pit of her stomach.

"It's just that they are all this..... I don't know what to call it. Loners? All sticking close to each other. Michael, Isabel and Max that is. Not letting anyone get close to them. Then a couple months ago. I don't know... Alex. Maria and even Tess for that matter joined them. What ever... The thing is... They all new each other for all of their lives, practically. Just now letting in Maria, Alex and Tess. I guess all their hormones kick in or something." Kyle shaking his head. Kicking at the ground.

Feeling a sickening feeling at the thought of Max and Tess. Pushing it away.

Kyle sighing. Sort of looking at the ground. "They were just starting to seem to be... I don't know the right word.. Close I guess... But all still staying to themselves..... Then there is you..." Looking back up at her.

"Me?" Not really getting what Kyle was getting at.

"Yeah. You just show up out of no where and they are all over you..." Feeling his eyes search hers.

*Oh...* Understanding what Kyle was getting at. "I guess I'm just specially." Staring him in the eyes. Answering him vaguely. *What am I suppose to say? Oh I'm part of the alien four squares. They had to let me in. No, I don't think Kyle would take that too well.*

"That you are Parker. That you are."

Not wanting him to get the wrong impression. "Kyle..."

Car passing them. Slamming on the breaks.

"What the hell..." - Kyle

As the car was put into reverse. Feeling Kyle push them both back. Putting himself in front of her. As the car skidded to a stop a couple feet in front of them.

Guy getting out of the car staring at her. "You......"

Recognizing him at once....

Flash:

6 years old. Dark out. The man that swore to protect her telling her to stay put out side of the gas station. The very one that she was standing at now. Pushing her into the shadows in the corner. Telling her not to talk to anyone. That HE would be right back. Watching HIM go inside.

Lights blinding her as a car pulled up. Man and women getting out.

Drawn to her long black hair. Wondering if it was as soft as it looked.

The women coming over and kneeing before her. "Aren't you a beautiful little thing. What are you doing out her all alone?" Watching her look around. "Where are your parents?" Staring at her. "Are they inside?" Not answering her.

Watching the man go inside. Reaching out to touch her face and hair. Soft and smooth.

The women's life flashing before her eyes.

Child to adolescent to women hood. All her heart ache and dreams. Somehow knowing that the women was pregnant with their first child. Knowing that she thought about her own child that was growing inside of her. When the lights of the car fell upon her. She became worried for her. She had a fleeing thoughts of hope. That her own unborn child would be as pretty as she was. When she grew to be her own age.

Reaching down to touch the women's stomach.

Her smiling at her. The wonder that crossed her face. "I just found out this morning." Holding the homemade doll up in her hand. Not questioning her on how she knew. "I feel like it is going to be a girl."

Nodding her head yes. Fingering the rag dolls hair.

"Here take it. Placing it into her hands. Her name is Elizabeth. Liz.... That is what I'm going to name my little girl."

Shaking her head no... That she couldn't take it.. Knowing HE would be mad about it.

"It's all right. I'll make another..." Pushing the doll to her chest. "Every little girl should have a doll..."

Feeling herself being yanked back. The panic rising in her.

Fear. Knowing something bad was going to happen... Watching HIM place His hand on the women's chest.

Trying to get to her to help her. Feeling her own self being thrown to the ground. Covering her ears as the women screamed out in pain.

Next thing she knew she was being shoved into the women's car. With him screaming at her that this was all her fault. She wasn't suppose to talk to any one. Never allow anyone to touch her. No one.

Looking out the back window. Seeing her laying on the ground. Unmoved. Never to hold her baby girl. The baby girl would never take a breathe. The man pulling her into his arms. As he screamed for help. Looking at her as they slowly disappeared into the night.

His voice pulling back to the present. "It's you..." The man from that night looking at her intensely. Studying her.

Watching Kyle look between the man and her.

It was the first night she learned to escape. Hide away from everything cruel in the world. Away from the horrible things she caused to happen. Locking it away from herself. So she wouldn't have to remember. Deal with it.... Leaving her with only the warning that HE gave her each time. Her fault.... No one touch you.... All your fault..

Standing a few feet away from her. Holding a gun straight at her.

*When did he get the gun?*

"It's you. You where the little girl. You thought I forgot about you.... But I remember. She was talking to you when I went in to pay. You were with him..."

"Please put down the gun." Kyle going to take a step forward. Seeing the confusion on his face.

"STOP!" Pointing the gun at him. Seeing the recognition once more flash through the man's eyes. "Your the sheriff's son aren't you?"

"Yes. Mr. Hubble. Remember we met a long time ago. I'm Kyle."

"What are you doing with the alien?" Pointing the gun once more at her.

"Alien?" Taking quick look at her. "Mr. Hubble. No. This is Liz Parker. She's not an alien. Please put down the gun."

"What are you doing with her?" Pointing the gun at her. Shaking it a little. "Where is the shape shifter? WHERE IS HE? IS IT YOU? Pointing the gun once more at Kyle. Seeing his arm start to shake. Fear and anger in the man's eyes.

"NO!" Stepping forward. *I have to get Kyle out of here.*

"Liz, what are you doing?" Trying to pull her back.

"Stop where you are." Pointing the gun once more at her. Shifting between her and Kyle. "Both of you stay were you are."

Feeling Kyle tugging on her arm. Trying to pull her back.

Jeep coming to a skidding stop a few yards away. Watching out of the corner of her eye. Not taking her eyes off Hubble. *What should I do? Mind warp him?*

*No... I can't it's not right. I can't do that to him too. I already took everything else away from him. I can't take his sanity too.*

Seeing it was Max and Michael. *God, what are they doing here? Why did they have to show up now...*

"Liz!" Max jumping out. Followed closed behind with Michael. Not seeming to notice Hubble at first.

Hubble shifting the gun to them.

"Max." Michael grabbing Max's arm to stop him. Both stopping in there tracks. A couple of yards away.

"Are you all right." Michael directing his attention to her.

Nodding, still not looking away from Hubble.

"What's going on here?" - Max looking worried. Shifting his look from her and Kyle to Hubble.

"Max Evan's right?" Hubble taking a couple step back from her and Kyle towards Max and Michael. "I've been looking for you. For a very long time.."

"Wait!" Trying to avert Hubble's attention away from Max and Michael.

Sheriff car comes up. Sheriff getting out with his gun raised at Hubble. "Drop the gun Hubble. You don't want to do this...."

*What is this a freaking party?*

"The hell I don't." His gun still raised at Max.

"Why don't we just put down the guns and talk about this rationally." Sheriff trying to reason with him.

"Not until I get that murdering alien."

*Hubble thinks Max killed her... NO!*

"It's you isn't it. It was you that night.... I've waited 10 years for this..." Cocking his gun.

"WAIT!" Taking a step forward. Doing the only thing she could think of doing.

Hubble turning the gun on her.

"LIZ!" Max, Kyle's and Michael voices blending together.

"STOP" - Hubble seeing him get more aggravated by the moment.

*This isn't going to turn out well..*

"Drop the gun now." - Sheriff

Ignoring them. "I'm the one that you want. Not them..." *He wanted someone to pay....*

"What are you doing." Kyle whispering loudly.

"Liz." Max and Michael once more.

"DAMN IT HUBBLE DROP IT!" - Sheriff

*This was my fault. I ruined this man's life. I took everything away from him.* "It's my fault she is dead. I'm responsible..." Looking him straight in the eyes. Holding her hands out.

"Hubble, PUT THE GUN DOWN." Sheriff coming around his car.

*I owe him this...*

"It's me... Just me..." Taking another step forward. Watching him start to look once more at Max. "NO!" Getting his attention back at once. "Just me." Taking one more step. *I'm the one that should pay.*

Vaguely aware of the guns going off. Mixed with the guys screaming her name.

Feeling kyle's body weight on her as she hit the ground hard.

Feeling like everything was going in slow motion.

As she looked up at Kyle's face. "Liz?" Watching as a blood bubble came out of his mouth with her name. Seeing the fear and pain on his face.

"Kyle No..." *This can't be happening, No. Not Kyle...* Shaking her head as she felt his warm blood penetrating her cloths. "No.." Regret filling her. Touching his face. Wishing it all away for him. That it would just be ok once more. *It doesn't deserve this.*

"Kyle! Son are you alright?" - Sheriff.

Feeling his body being pulled off her own.

"Kyle!" - Seeing Max pulling at Kyle's shirt. Ripping it open. Taking care of him.

"Somebody help him please. Call an ambulance." - Sheriff

Michael trying to pull her up. Into him. Vaguely aware of the fact that he was trying to check her over.

Seeing Hubble's body lying unmoved a few feet away. *No!* "No!" Pushing off Michael to Hubble. Michael trying to stop her.

"No." Holding onto Hubble's blood soaked jacket. Shaking him a little. Trying to get him to move. Willing the life back into him. "Please god no!"

*It's not suppose to be like this. NO! GOD NO!* Her mind screaming what her body wasn't able too.

CHAPTER 14C

MAX'S POV

Pulling Kyle's shirt open as he search for the wound that he knew should be there. The bullet that was meant for Liz. Kyle saved Liz. It was his turn to save Kyle.

"Help my son please. Someone help my son." Hearing the sheriff's helpless voice.

"Max!" - Michael.

"I'm alright. I'm all right." Kyle's shaking voice. Trying to reassure his father. Trying to push Max's hands off him.

*Nothing...* Feeling Kyle's chest. Smearing around the blood that laid there. His skin perfect. Showing no sign at all of the wound that infected the blood.

"Liz..." Realizing what happened at once. *God no.*

Feeling the wave of energy hit him. Knocking him and the other back.

Seeing the light blue field of energy covering Liz and Hubble.

Liz holding on to his chest crying. "No! I"m sorry... I am so sorry.." Blood coming out of her nose and mouth.

"Liz.."

"My god.." - Sheriff.

Michael hitting the field with his hand. "LIZ!" Hearing the panic and frustration in his voice. Watching the field wave a little under Michael's blow but other wise staying intact.

Watching Liz start to slump more over Hubble. Her breathe and cries becoming sporadic. Knowing that she didn't have a lot of time left. By the time she released the field it would be too late.

"Michael..." Getting up.

"WHAT!" Still hitting the field. Not bothering to look at him. "MAX HELP ME!"

His mind racing. "Blast it." First logical thing that came to mind.

"What?" Michael turning to look at him like he was crazy. "Liz is in there." Stating the obvious.

"I know. Aim high." Not taking his eyes off Liz as she fell onto Hubble. "NOW!"

Michael raising his hand and firing about a foot from Liz's head. Knocking the field out at once. Sending more fear into him. As he raced to Liz's side. *It should have taken more to knock the field out.* Liz being the stronger one in the group. Knowing full and well how to use her powers to her best advantage.

It taking Michael and him to pull her hands free of Hubble.

"No!" Her weak voice coming out in a gasp as they turned her on her back. Trying to push them away.

Michael holding onto her arms down. "Stop Liz.. Stop!" Michael trying to get her to cooperate. "Let Max heal you. Please."

Ripping open her blood soaked shirt. Her once white bra now a deep shade of red.

"I'm.... sorry.." Spattering more blood as she tried to talk. Her eyes starting to flutter as they started to gaze over.

"It's alright Liz.. We are here. It's going to be alright." Michael trying to comfort her. "MAX!" - Michael

"My god." - Sheriff.

Putting his hand on her chest and applying pressure to it. He could feel her life literally draining from her small body. Trying to form a connection. The small connection that they held before gone.

"DO IT MAX!" - Michael

Nothing.....

Applying more presser as he cradled her face with his other hand. "You have to look at me Liz. Please. You have to look at me."

"She's not breathing..." - Kyle stating the oblivious.

"Max.."- Michael

"Don't do this to me Liz. Don't leave me now... PLEASE! I NEED YOU LIZ." Shaking her a head a little. "I need you... Don't give up on us yet. Fight for me, damn it. FIGHT!"

Feeling Liz gasp for one more breathe. Her eyes open slightly.

HE was in.

Pushing past the images and feelings that swept through him. All of the day that Hubble's dreams died. Feeling her fight him as he pushed on. Past her feelings of pain. Guilt. Regret.. Healing her heart. Draining the lungs of the blood that filled them and returning them to their formal self. Starting her heart once more.

Releasing the hold that he had on her.

Taking a couple deep shaky breathes. His body exhausted. Slumping back. Feeling the sheriff catching him before he hit the ground. "I got you Max. I got you."

"Max?" Michael looking at him questionably. Fear still evident in his eyes as he pulled Liz's unconscious body against him.

"She's alright.."

"You sure?" Michael not quit believing him. Looking down at her. Blood smeared all over her. If it wasn't for the slight rise and fall of her chest. Plus the fact that he healed her himself. He would have doubt it too.

"She lost a lot of blood.."

"Kyle help me get Max to the jeep. Michael you got her?" - Sheriff

Kyle coming over and helping him up. With out question.

Seeing the fear and uncertainty in Michael's eyes. "What are you doing?" Pulling Liz closer to his chest. Protectively.

Kyle and the sheriff helping him to the jeep. Placing him in the passenger side.

"You kids need to get out of here.." - Sheriff. "Kyle your going to have to drive.."

Kyle nodding his head slowly. Still not talking.

*Still in shock. Can't really blame the guy. After everything that he saw.*

Michael still looking unsure of what to do. "What about him?" Nodding his head towards Hubble's body.

"I'll take care of him but I need you kids to get out of here. Kyle take them to our place. It's closer and more secluded."

"What are you going to do?" - Michael

"Take care of things here.." - Sheriff

"What about..." - Michael

"Michael we need to go." Knowing now more then anything. That they had to trust the sheriff and Kyle for that matter. Right now. Liz was unconscious and he was too weak to do anything. *What choice did he really have?*

"Max do you really think that's a good idea." Knowing he meant by it. Trusting Kyle and the Sheriff.

"It's alright Michael I trust him." Meeting his eyes head on. Knowing in his heart it's true.

"But how.." Still not sure. Keeping his voice low. "How do we know that he's not going to turn us in?"

"Because you saved my son. I don't know exactly how but.." Sheriff answering the question. "For that I am forever in your debt. I swear on my life." Not looking away from Michael the whole time. "I will do what ever I have to do to protect you."

Silence a moment.

Knowing they had to go.. "Michael... Liz." Nodding to the unconscious girl cradled in his arms.

"Is she going to be all right?" - Sheriff

Michael climbing carefully into the back of the jeep.

"We will take care of her. You?" Worried that they were getting him into a lot of trouble. He was going to have a lot of questions that he wasn't going to be able to answerer.

"Fine. I'll take care of it Max. I promise you." Seeing the determination on his face. "Sure you can drive?" Looking at Kyle.

Nodding his head yes. "Dad?"

"It's alright son." Pulling Kyle into a hug. "I love you..." Hearing the sheriff's voice crack.

"Me too." Kyle's voice just as emotional.

Patting Kyle on the back. "Well talk when I get home?"

Kyle simply nodding again.

"Be careful."

"I will..." Kyle starting the jeep.

"Wait.." Sheriff going to the trunk of his car and pulling a black plastic bag out. Over to Hubble. Taking his jacket off him. Bring it back over to them. "Get rid of it. Your cloths too." Gesturing to them. "You understand Kyle?"

Kyle sighing. "No.. But I take it I'm going to have too." Knowing he was talking about more then just getting rid of the bloody cloths.

Giving Kyle a weak smile. "It really is going to be alright son."

"I hope so Dad. I hope so..."

Drive to Kyle's house he started to feel his energy returning slowly.

"Why isn't she awake yet? Maria woke up right away." Hearing the weariness in Michael's voice.

Looking behind him. Michael cradling Liz close to him. Watching him feel her neck for a pulse. "Her pulse is slow and faint." Seeing the frown forming more on his face. Looking at Liz closely. Seeing her paste looking skin that showed through the smeared blood. The blue tint of her lips. Recalling what her blood felt like pumping through her body. When he finally started her heart once more.

"She lost a lot of blood Michael. Maria didn't have the chance to lose that much before I healed her."

"How much?" - Michael

"A lot."

"You healed Maria too?" Kyle giving him a quick glance.

"Yes."

"So she was really shot."- Kyle

"Yes."

"Is Liz going to be alright?" Kyle, looking in his mirror at her.

Feeling the jealousy go through him. *What was Liz doing out there with Kyle anyways?* Not liking the thought of them being alone at all. Even just talking as friends. *How can they really be friends? I would think that Liz would stay far away from him. With Kyle being the sheriff son. Doesn't exactly go with her belief of flying under the radar.*

"Max?" Kyle's voice pulling back to reality.

"Oh um. I think we are going to have to get her a transfusion.."

*The blood she had in her body was barely enough to sustains her. Liz wouldn't be able to produce enough that she would actually need for a while.* Starting to worry about Brain, kidney, and liver damage that the lose of blood could cause. *Granted the body would supply the brain with the blood first. The most important organs following. Still she need more blood soon.* Feeling guilty that he didn't get to her sooner. *I should have know that she would heal Kyle.* Recalling how she did it for Nesado. *I wasted precious time trying to heal Kyle. Not to mention fighting Liz to let him heal her. Plus pushing through the images of Nesado killing Hubble's wife and unborn child.*

Scaring Liz for life. Changing her into the untrusting person that she was. Afraid that they would hurt her or worst in Liz's eyes. She would hurt them. *Liz's biggest fear.* She learned to retreat into herself that night. To make that safe haven in the world for herself. Another place to lock the memories away in. *How could she really live like this? How? With no one to help her. No one to trust. I can't see my world with out Michael and Isabel. How did she survive all this time on her own? With this monster that was suppose to protect her... Nesado was going to pay for this. All of this!* Feeling the anger course through him. *Is that how her entire life was? Nesado doing something and Liz feeling like she was to blame. How warp is that? What is wrong with him? How could he do all this to her? What else did he do to her? What other evils laid hidden still?* Not really wanting to deal with all of this right now. They need to get Liz somewhere safe and finish taking care of her. *This isn't helping her right now. Pushing his anger back down before he focused once more on Michael's and Kyle's conversation.

Kyle talking sort of fast. "... I mean you can't go to a doctor can you? Are you really human inside too or are the shape shifter that Hubble was talking about?"

Smiling a little. *I wonder how long it was going to take him..*

Michael sighing. "No. We don't know why we are here. We all can do different things. We are not really green and three inches tall. We came out of pods when we were six. We are not here to take over the world. We are just trying to survive. Isabel is too. Liz was with us at the pods. We came out at different times then Liz did. We got separated. Liz just found us a few days ago. No we never killed anyone. I will match Liz's blood type. She is my sister. No, we can't go to the doctor. Yes we are still half human. We are what you see. No changing. It's just our cells that are different. Did I miss anything?"

Turning around and smiling at Michael. *I can't believe he just answered all those questions. Reasonable.

As if to answer his question. "He did try to save Liz."

*And there you have it. Kyle put his life on the line for Liz. Meaning that they were going to forever be in Kyle's debt.*

Kyle pulling into the open garage. Looking over at him. "Do you help?" Seeing the concern in his eyes.

*Kyle's not so bad.* "I got it."

"Michael?" Kyle turning to him.

"I got her. Just get the door."

Grabbing a box off the shelf before leading them inside.

Michael putting Liz on the couch. "Are you sure we shouldn't just call the others and leave town now?"

Looking at Liz lying on the couch. "We can't..." *At least not until Liz gets more blood.*

"What's this?" Kyle shoving the box into his hands.

"It's the extra medical supplies that my Dad keeps at the house. I thought maybe there might be something you can use."

"Thanks..."

Michael looking over his shoulder. "Where did you get all this stuff?"

"My dad is chief of police."

"Please... Don't remind me." Michael sitting down a the arm of the couch close to Liz.

Nodding as he went to the bathroom and brought out some towels.

Going through the box as Kyle started to make a firer.

"What are you doing?" - Michael Gesturing to the firer place.

Pulling out the needles and ivy tube that the box held. *I can't believe that he has all this stuff. Then again. He is the sheriff.* Knowing that must police men get extensive first aid supplies in their cars. Putting aside a bag of sugar water. *Might need this later.* Knowing Liz really hasn't eat anything the last couple days. *Hardly anything at all.*

"Fire. To get rid of the cloths." Kyle answering Michael without looking up.

Turning to see Michael pulling off his shirt. "Liz's?" Gesturing to her shirt. Her red shirt now a wet deeper color red then it was before. *Mixed with her's Kyle's and Hubble's blood.*

"Nodding. Carefully taking it off her.

"What about her jeans and bra?" - Kyle

Seeing her jeans being soaked too. "They are going to have to go too."

Everyone looking around uneasy. "Wait until the girls get here?"

"Yes." Michael and Kyle answering at once.

"Ready?" Holding up the needle.

"As I will ever be."

Cleaning off the arm then pushing the needle into it. Finding the vein easy.

Taking the time to clean Liz's arm good before pushing the needle in. Having to move it around a little until he found a small vein. *I hope it holds.*

"Ready?" Looking once more at Michael. Him nodding.

Turning it on so the line was fully open.

"How long?" - Michael

"I don't know.. While I guess. Get comfortable." Pulling up a chair next to the couch so he could sit back. "Just try to keep your arm higher then her's.

Kyle coming back into the room. New clothes on. Carrying the bloody ones. Putting them in the fire alone with Hubble's jacket and Michael's and Liz's shirt.

Going over to them. Handing him a couple wet rags and a bowl of water to wash Liz off with. "Thanks.."

Kyle nodding back. Sitting on the arm of the couch at Liz's feet.

Starting with her face. Working his way down. Careful not to more her arm too much. Kyle watching his work. *She still going to need a shower after this.*

"My god.. What happened to her?" Seeing some of the scares that laced her body.

Getting a better look at the ones on her upper arms. The newer looking one that marked her right shoulder. *Kaviar gave to Nesado.* Knowing that Liz healed it for him.

"Nesado."- Michael

"Nes... What?" - Kyle

"Nesado. The one that killed Hubble's wife." - Michael

"My god? Has she been with him all this time?" - Kyle

Nodding his head as he finished up. *It least all I can get now.* Michael just staring guilty at Liz.

"Where is he now?" - Kyle looking uneasy.

"We don't know.." Taking up answering the questions.

"But he is coming back for her. People that do that just don't let the person go.." - Kyle

"Yes...."

"What are we going to do now, Max?" - Michael

"Call the others. Wait..."

"Max..." - Michael

"I don't know, Michael. I just don't know..."

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CHAPTER 15

MAX'S POV

Everyone left long ago for home. Isabel, Maria and Alex having stopped by. Bring his and Michael's cloth's and Liz's bag. Along with their new concerns and fears.

Having them stay long enough for the girls to help change Liz's cloths. Which she now sported one of Michael's t-shirt. Fitting her more like a dress. Since she didn't have anything decent to sleep in. Also cleaning her up a little better then he had done.

*Helped that Isabel used her powers also. I don't know why I forget about using them some times. That's right, I don't use them for playing purposes. Unlike Isabel.*

*All and all I would have to say that they took the news pretty good. Then again what else were they suppose to do?*

Michael was sleeping on the chair. Tired and exhausted from the lack of blood that he gave Liz. Having allowed him to give as much as he dared. Having to argue with Michael about stopping there. Finally reasoning with him that he need him and his energy if anything came up.. Not finishing the sentence but Michael got the point.

Kyle retiring to his room a little over an hour ago. Muttering something about Buddha. *What ever that meant.* His calm wall was starting to faultier some. *Not that I can exactly blame the guy. It was a lot to take in.*

So here he was left to his own demised. Sitting in a chair in the corners watching Liz. Who was at the moment, once more sleeping peacefully. *He hoped. No tell what kind of new nightmare laid for her behind her closed eye lids?* He wondered if she was dreaming about some place safe or a living nightmare. As the rain came down.

It didn't rain often. But when it did. It usually rain a lot. He liked the rain. For some reason it always sooth him. Making him feel like everything would be alright once the storm was over. The place getting another chance. A clean break....

Hearing the kitchen door open. Going into it to see the sheriff coming in.

"Everything alright?"

"Yeah, I just got done filing the paper work. D.A. said it's a closed case so we shouldn't have anything to worry about."

"Which said?" Wondering exactly what the Sheriff would say.

"Hubble got angry when I told him that he had to leave town. Hubble fired on me. I shot him in self defense."

"And everyone bought that?" Looking at him uncertain. *Could it really be that easy?*

Sighing. "Considering that we got into an argument a few day ago in the police station. I had witnesses. Saying that he get upset. Not to mention ranting and raving about aliens. With me ending the whole scene tell him that he had to leave town. That I didn't want trouble. So yeah. It seems to be a done deal."

"Is that it?"

"For now.. Liz?"

"Sleeping."

"Michael?"

"Same."

"How's Kyle holding up?"

"Not bad, considering."

Sighing and nodding his head. "Yeah, he's a good kid. He'll be alright with this, Max." Looking him in the eyes.

Shaking his head no. "I am the alien and I'm not all right with this." *How can I really ask Kyle to be?*

Smiling. "I can see how it could be rough..."

"That's an understatement." Smiling back.

"Max..."

"What do you want to know." Knowing he probably had a million and one questions to ask.

Sighing. "It's been a long night. Did you get any sleep?"

"No." Noticing how tired the sheriff looked.

Nodding. "Then why don't you just tell me what I need to know to keep you safe."

"Liz, didn't kill Hubble's wife." Waiting to make that clear right away.

"I know that." Meeting Max's eyes. "Look Max. I've read and seen the pictures of the report. Sara had a large silver hand print on her chest that faded after time. Her insides were literally cooked."

"Liz didn't.."

"Max, I know. I am the Sheriff. I do notice a lot of details. Like the fact that Liz's hand was half the size of the print. The fact that she had to be what 6 at the time? Making her hand even smaller. I'm guess by Hubble's reaction to her that she was there that night though."

"Yes."

"With the shape shifter that Hubble spoke about?"

"Nesado... He's suppose to be our protector. Liz has been with him all this time."

"He's where?"

"We don't know."

"But you don't trust him." More of a statement then a question.

"No.."

"Besides the fact that he is a killer?"

"He's hurt Liz."

Nodding his head. "Kyle told me that when he called. Anything else that I need to know tonight?"

"Thank you."

Each man standing their studying each other.

"No Max. Thank you."

"For?"

"For saving my son's life."

"I didn't.. Liz did."

"That I'm going to have to thank her for, but I still need to thank you for trying. Risking yourself to do so. That right there tells me what kind of man that you are." Slapping him on the shoulder. "You can always could on my Max. Always.."

"Thanks.."

"I do have two questions for you."

"What's that?"

"Isabel?"

"Yes."

"Maria was shot?"

"Yes."

Sheriff smiling bigger. "For that me and her mother are really thankful for. Get some sleep Max. Get some sleep." Patting him once more on the shoulder as he made his way out of the kitchen.


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LIZ'S POV

Opening her eyes to find a place that she once more didn't recognize. The dark room slowing coming into focus. *Great. I really have to stop doing this.*

*Your lucky to be waking up at all.* Images of the day before flashing through her mind.* Guilt and pain settles into her chest. "What have I've done.." Slight whisper escaping her lips. As she started to sit up. Waves of dizziness and nausea going through her. Closing her eyes tight. Pushing it back. Reopening them. Her eyes once more adjusting to the darkness.

"How do you feel?"

Looking over to see Max sitting in the shadows in a corner. Not too far from the couch she on which she was lying on. *Probably been watching over me all night.*

*Most likely.* Not being able to make out his face. Looking around the room to see Michael sleeping uncomfortable in a chair next to her. *Poor thing...* Feeling her heart warm at the sight.

"Liz?"

Nodding her head. Looking out the window that was close by. The rain that was pouring down. She always like the rain. It always reminded her of what she felt like on the inside. *Wet... Cold... Lonely.*

"You shouldn't have..." *Saved me.* Not speaking the last two words.

"You shouldn't have asked me not too." Hearing the hurt in his voice. The pain that she caused him. Watching him go to get up.

"Please don't..." Holding up her hands. Not bearing him touching her. To feeling the pain that she caused him. *I hurt enough already.*

Hearing him sigh as he sat back down on the couch. "Alright. Just stay where you are. Your not a 100% yet. You lost a lot of blood."

"Kyle?"

"Fine."

"Michael?" Gesturing to his sleeping for next to her.

"Tired but other wise fine. He gave you a transfusion."

"Hubble?..." Hating that her voice came out broken. Already knowing the answerer but having to ask anyways.

Shaking his head no. As if knowing that saying the words would just hurt her more. Tears stinging her eyes. Looking away from him and nodding. *She killed him...*

As if reading her thoughts. "It wasn't your fault Liz."

"It was..." Not looking at him.

"No it wasn't. None of it was. His wife, their baby. Liz. He did this... Not you. None of this was your fault."

"No Max. You don't understand. I didn't listen" Shaking her head. "If I had only had listen to HIM..."

"He would have probably killed her anyways for the car. You were only a child Liz.."

"That got her killed. I destroyed their life. I destroyed their family."

"No you didn't Liz. You never wanted any of this to happen. You were just a child."

Wiping at her tears. "It doesn't matter now does it? I killed him, now too. They're all gone..."

"This isn't your fault Liz. Nesado has everything so twisted around. That your blaming everything on your self when it was all him. You are not to blame Liz... Your not." Max's voice firm with determination.

"Max, you don't know." Looking at him. Still not able to clearly make out his face in the shadows.

"Yes I do. I say everything that night. Including how you felt. What Nesado did... How you came up with the name Liz. How you still carry around that doll that Sara gave you. I saw and know how it felt to be you that night. How Nesado twisted everything around to make it your fault. How you learned to separate your self from the pain. Learning to lock it away so deep inside you that you wouldn't find it again. So you could deal Liz. Survive.... You were just a child. New to a world you didn't understand. Left alone with a monster. You would have went crazy that night. Died... But you learned to survive. That's all your guilty of Liz. Is surviving... That's all... The rest is on him. Not you. Not you... Do you understand me?" Max's voice still strong and determined. Pleading with her to understand.

Slowly nodding her head. His words making sense in her head. Just not being able to over turn the pain that she felt still in her heart. A little whispering voice in side of her answerer. *I should have just died. It should have just been me.....*

*But then I would never make it back to Max. Or Michael.*

*They are probably better off without me....*

*Maybe... Or Kaviar or HIM would have just killed them too, already.* Wiping the tears off her cheeks. *It doesn't matter right? It doesn't... Everything is already done. I can't change the past.... No one can.*

Both silent a moment.

"Liz talk to me...."

"What do you want to talk about?" Knowing exactly what he wanted.

"Tell me what happened...."

"I can't.."

"PLease..." Standing once more in front of her.

"Don't.." Shrinking back into the couch. Not looking at his face. Not wanting him to feel what she was feeling. Afraid of what he might be feeling.

"I would never hurt you." Hearing the hurt in his voice once more. Misreading her reaction.

Shaking her head no. "No that would be my role."

"Liz......" Pleading with her.

"Just let it go Max. Let me go... Please." Looking back at him. *Please just let it go.*

"I can't... You can't ask me that."

"Your going to have to.. One way or another..." *I need to leave. I need to just go...*

"Not until you give me a reason too."

"Max.." *I never should have came back.*

"Tell me Liz... Please. You owe me that much."

"What to hurt you more?"

"You haven't hurt me."

"Haven't I?" *That's all I have done..*

"No."

Silence...

Voice softer. "Just tell me how it happened, Liz. Please."

"Why?" Tears once more stinging her eyes.

"I need to know."

"Why so I can hurt you more? So you feel bad too. You can't ask me to do that, Max. You can't."

"No, so I can know what happened. So I can help you."

"You can't help me Max.. You can't." Shaking her head no.

"You won't let me." Hearing the frustration in his voice.

"I can't." *I can't hurt you like this. It's not fair..*

"Tell me Liz.." Now begging.

"I think you should remember on your own." *That way I don't have to see you when your world becomes destroyed. I won't have to look you in the eyes.*

"Please Liz.."

"Max.."

"Please..." Becoming desperate.

Taking a deep breathe. "If I tell you will you let me go?" Bringing the pillow to her chest. Half hoping that he would just drop everything so she would have to stay.

Max kneeling on the floor in front of her. "Go where?"

"Go... Home." The first place that came to mind.

"You can't ask me that."

"Then you can't ask me."

"Liz.. It was my baby too..." Watching the tears slipping down his cheek.

Feeling like someone punched her in the stomach. Looking out the window. Not able to face him. Seeing the rain hit the glass. Making it's way down. Whispering. "You don't know that.." *He's right. He does deserve to know. It's only fair. It should come from me..*

*Can I really tell him?*

*What else can I do?*

"What?" Coming out like a gasp of air.

"Do you like stories Max?" whispering.

Hey guys..... BIG SORRRYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!! A pipe in my wall busted. Water everywhere. I have to replace the bathroom floor. Kitchen floor and cabnets. Not to meantion that the carpet in the hall and livingroom are ruin too. So please bear with me.

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First off. The idea came for the story in Asternaunts Wife. Wonderful movie highly recommended. I sadly don't own it or the part and words I borrowed from it in the movie. They follow: Ever hear about the sory of the prince and the princess. He forced himself on the princess. How would she know who's the baby was. A little peice for her to keep safe inside her. Or her enemies? By which she would kill her self. My favorite- But how whould she know? Not until it was too late. Not until she looked into her babies eyes.... These parts, I do not own. In fact I did change everything a round a little to fit my story better. I hope you like. REMEMBER: I DO NOT OWN THESE PARTS OR WORDS. I so do not want to get kicked off this site. It's too good!


CHAPTER 15b

MAX'S POV

"What?" *I don't know that? What don't I know.* Feeling the dread start to over take him.

"Do you like stories Max?" Watching her as her eyes gaze over.

"Liz? What are you talking about?" *Story? What does a story have to do with the baby and how she died?* Not understanding what she was getting at.

"I'll tell you a story. Story or pain and sorrow. Of great love. A story of our lives........" Liz talking barely about a whisper. Having to lean closer to hear her as she stared out the window.

Watched as the tears filled her eyes. "Ever heard of the story of the prince and princess? They were so madly in love. So much so. Everyone envied them. Including the prince's younger sister. Maybe too much so...."

*What did Isabel have to do with this?*

"Heads would turn every time they step through the door. They were madly in love. Plain and simple. There was no other way to describe them."

"It didn't matter that they were from two different worlds. No. They were right together." Nodding her head yes. "Yes. So right. Even the ones that opposed the marriage couldn't denied the fact that they were so good together. It was almost like they were made for each other. Almost." Sad smile gracing her face.

*Just like this time.* Not being able to deny the fact that he felt that Liz was made for him.

*The princess fought the marriage at first. Fearing that it would be the prince's downfall. I guess in her heart. In a way she never thought she deserved him. That she would let him down somehow. Some way. The princess feared that above all else." Losing her smile.

"But the prince was pervasive. Convincing the princess that everything would be all right. Oh, he had great plans. Plans for his five planets that they could rule. Filling her head with dreams of the impossible. Making her believe that it could come true. Dreams that were still so far out of their reaches. I guess in a little way she was just being selfish. For she did love the prince very much." Smile filling her face.

"They were so happy together. So much in love. The suns and moons didn't set with out him in her eyes. On the night before their marriage he snuck into her room. Not being able to hold off any longer he took them to the room they would reside in."

"Everything was so perfect. So right. Her first time was so sweet. So tender. So loving. Neither one didn't want it to ever end." Watched as a lone tear made it way down her cheek.

"Liz..." Not bearing to see her hurt.

Ignoring him. "Her wedding was truly a fairy tale. Grander then words would ever subscribe. But before they knew what was happening a great battle had broken out. Some how the rebels got into the grounds. The prince fought valiantly but was no match for the opposing forces. Out numbering him 20 to 1. He begged the princess to get to safety. But she refused to leave him. The prince was badly wounded. She watched as he crumbled to the floor." Watching her reach out to the floor beside him. It was as if she could see him lying there on the ground dying. Horror and pain filling her face.

*My god.*

"Then he was there. Leering at her." Watching her face turn to fear as she looked up. "She couldn't believe that it was him. That he would actually do it. She never dreamt that he would go that far. That he would actually take his threat to the next level. He had the guards surround her before she could reach the king."

Her voice taking on the sound of slightly erratic. "The princess screamed out for the prince to wake up. Not to leave her. The men pulling her away to the suit that she would have lived with her prince. Throwing her on the bed cruelly before they left to stand guard outside of the room. She cried for her prince. Reaching out for him with her mind. But their was nothing but darkness there. Nothing at all. She feared the worst."

*No... I couldn't have died there.... Ava died first.."

"And there he was standing over her. Leering at her." Liz voice changing once more to a haunted tone.

"What did he do?" Already knowing the answerer. Cringing inside already. Wanting to tell her to stop right there. That he really didn't want to know the answerer.

Staring once more out the window. The rain coming down. The pillow pulled tighter against her. "He took the princess. Forcing himself on her. She tried to fight him. She did... But he was so strong. So angry. She was so lost with out her King. He destroyed her in the very same bed that her prince had taken her so lovely the night before." Tears slipping down her cheeks unchecked.

"My god Liz..." Feeling like someone punched his stomach. The hate and pain going through him. With understanding....

Taking a deep breathe before continuing. "Our loyal troops railed and the enemy was once more put at bay once more. The prince and his second came and saved her. Her prince was a live. The enemy fleeing out the window. But the damage was already done. The princess was already damaged."

"Liz.." His voice broken with a sob. Realization hitting him at once. *Kaviar raped her. They had made loved the night before. They didn't know who the baby belonged too....*

"She had let the unthinkable happen. She betrayed her king. Her love...."

*What? No. She was forced. He raped her. She can't really think.....* "But Liz..." grabbing her hand. Feeling her pain and regret go through him. Hitting him to the bone.

"Weeks past. She was with child now. And the question was... Who's was it? Was it her beloved prince? A little piece of his love to treasure and keep safe inside her."

"Or was it his greatest enemy? The man that was trying to destroy them? Everything that they believed in. If the child was his then he would be named the new king."

"For her beloved prince had giving her the seal the night before. Either way, she now carried the heir to the throne. The father would by their laws be named king."

Taking a breathe. "Did she carry the princes hopes and dreams? By which they might be able to live happy ever after. Or his downfall? By which she would have killed herself."

*NO* "NO Liz." Squeezing her hands tighter.

"How would she know? How would she know until she looked into her babies eyes. By which time it would be to late."

Fear filling him. "Liz, no. No matter who the baby was. It was still apart of you. We would have made it OK. Some how we would have..."

Shaking her head no. "But it wasn't OK Max. It wasn't..."

"What did you do?" Fear filling him.

"The only choose that I had..... Our people were divided. They were scared. Scared of what my baby could mean."

"Liz..."

"You were scared. You couldn't look at me any more. Couldn't meet my eyes. Not with out the guilt and hate. Much less touch me."

"Liz I..." *No, that can't be right...*

"I had became a constant reminder of what happened. You were losing hope from the people. Kaviar was raising forces again. You wouldn't let me out of your sight. I was becoming your downfall."

"No Liz that's not true...." *She never could be...* He knew it in his heart. *She couldn't.*

"Kaviar was gathering forces again. Trying to seal his hand. You were trying to build the counsel... Which would have released me and the heir to the throne... But it all was coming to late...."

"Liz..."

"We were at the cliffs that day. You sent everyone away. Wanted to be alone.... To think you told them. I never understood why you kept me with you...." Watching her eyes take a far away look again.

He could tell that she was once more living that moment. "Baby...." Hearing his own fear in his voice.

"We found ourselves once more surrounded. To far out of each of our reaches to connect. They were firing upon us... You couldn't protect both of us with your shield. You were trying to protect me.... Me. After everything I have done to you. You still gave me your shield. Concentrating all your energy to keep me safe.... I couldn't let you do it...." Hearing the wonder and pain in her voice. Feeling it.

"What did you do?"

"You meant everything to me...." Looking at him once more. Tears coming down her face. "I couldn't watch you die... Not to save me.. Not you.... I loved you so much...."

"Baby no...." Shaking his head. Not wanting to hear what she did. Knowing in his heart that she died to save him.

"Then suddenly Kaviar was there once more. Standing there with that look....."

"What did you do?"

"The only thing I could do to save you..... I took myself out of the equation."

"You killed yourself.."

Nodding her head. "Yeah, I jumped..." Staring once more out the window.

"My god Liz." Hearing his anguish and pain in his voice. *She died for him.*

Closing her eyes tight. "I'm sorry...." Tears slip down her face.

Pulling her off the couch into his arms. Just needing to feel her. To touch her. *How did I ever deserve someone like her? How?* Feeling both there sobs racking there both there bodies. As he pushed the pillow that she was holding against her away. Turning her so that she was facing him. Their pain mixing together. Pulling her closer to him. Reviving in the fact that she wasn't pushing him away.

"I'm.... so... sorry..." Her voice coming out a small torture cry. Holding on to him just as tight.

"No Baby no.... It wasn't your fault... I'm sorry.... None of it was your fault..... None of it.." Feeling his own sob racking through him. Feeling her relax even more into him as they both held on to each other for dear life.

Something clicking inside him.

A new door opened.

He remembered everything.....

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CHAPTER 15 C

MAX'S POV

He remembered everything...

Flash:

The Sheer telling him that he would meet the love of his life soon. That they wouldn't have a lot of time together.

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Begging Aveana to marry him.

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Telling his father that he was going to marry Aveana no matter what. Even if it meant giving up the throne.

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Spending time together.

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Starting to organize a counsel. Starting the selection of the five men that he trusted most from each planet. Bring them forth and telling them his plans.

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Fighting with Vilondra about Aveana.

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Making love to Aveana for the first time.

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Their wedding.

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Fighting the men that started to surround them. Begging Aveana to get to safety. More and more men advancing.

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Rath waking him up. Healing his major wounds. Not bothering with the little cuts and bruises. Healing Rath's shoulder wounds. Fear going through them when they realized that Ava wasn't there.

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Fighting there way easily to his room. Sensing that she was there. Finding her bloody and naked on the bed. Kaviar standing over her. Kaviar fleeing out the window with Rath following him. Anguish and pain filling him as he pulled Aveana into his arms. Healing her completely.

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Aveana flitching when he touch her.

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Not bearing for her to out of his sight for a moment. Only trusting her with Rath.

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Ava fainting. Trying to find out what ailed her. Sensing she was with child.

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Gathering all the great scientists together. Telling them that they wanted them to be able to duplicate their DNA. Somehow save their essences.

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The hurt and pain that he sees in Aveana eyes all the time. Not able to meet his eyes anymore.

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Walking into the room to see her standing at the mirror. Their eyes locking for a moment. Seeing the fear and hope in her eyes. Holding her stomach. Knowing that she now knew that she was with child.

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Feeling the people uneasiness once more.

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Feeling like he was losing Aveana more and more each day.

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The counsel so close to being completed. Being able to release Aveana from the bond that held her and the child she carried.

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Aveana waking up screaming at night. Not knowing how to comfort her. Making him fill all the worst.

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Taking Aveana to the cliffs to talk to her. To try to make everything alright between them once more.

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Putting his shield on Aveana. Not bearing for her to get hurt any more.

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Kaviar there.

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Aveana telling him that she loved him before jumping.

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Rath coming with the loyal troops. Kaviar disappearing.

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Searching for Aveana.

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Her funeral.

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Counsel was complete. Was law.

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Larek coming to him and telling him that they were able to save Aveana essence.

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Rath telling him that he wanted to be saved and placed too with Aveana. Promising him that it would be done.

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Hearing news that Kaviar had killed Vilondra.

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Talking to the sheer. Telling her. That he wanted them place someplace safe away from all this. Somewhere that Aveana didn't have to be reminded of all this. Were she would have no worries. Sheer showing him earth.

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Rath and him searching for Kaviar and his army. Telling Kaviar that it was too late. He would never rule. The people will never follow. He lost.

Flash:

Rath dying to save him. Him following soon after.

Flash:

Smiling. With thoughts in his head that he would soon once more be with the love of his life.


Understanding everything now. Knowing exactly what happened up to the moment that he died. How he felt. Everything.........

Guilt washed over in in waves. Submerging him in the hate and guilt that her felt. Guilt that he wasn't there for her. He failed her. He let the worst possible thing happen to her. Then to top it all off. She killed herself to save him. For him. *How could he let her do that for him. How?*

Realizing exactly what happened now. Every time he looked at Aveana he saw the pain in her eyes. The hurt and fear that he didn't have the power to erase. Not bearing to touch her anymore. To feel her involuntary flinching away from him. Fearing that he was causing her to remember what he allowed to happen. Hurting her more. Not knowing how to show her that he still loved her. Not knowing how to talk to her anymore. How to get her to look at him once again. Instead of always looking down at the ground. It killed her to be this way. Killed him to know that he allowed her to get hurt. Hating himself and Kaviar for the same reason.

Realizing that is why he took her to the cliffs that day. To tell her that the counsel was so very close to be completed. That she would be free of the bond that held her and her unborn child. The bond that held him also. The could start a new. Try to convince her of his love and ask her for her forgiveness. That he would try to spend the rest of his life making it all up to her. That it didn't matter who the father of her baby was. He would love him like he was his very own. Even if it wasn't. Because it was apart of her. For that fact he would always be thankful. He would always love her and the baby no matter what. That was all that mattered to him. Was her.

Feeling her tremble once more under his arms. Waves of her pain and guilt mixing with his own.

*My god. What have I done to her? Everything that I did in the past was a mistake. She had missed read everything that I felt. That I did. I made everything worst for her. All my intentions were all twisted around. She thought that I hated her. That I blamed her. I never got to tell her how I truly felt. That I always loved her. That I blamed myself not her.*

Having to fixed this right now. Show her someway that it wasn't true. "Liz no baby. No. That's not how I felt at all. It's not. I remember. I remember everything."

Watching her pull back a little so that she could see his face. "What?" Coming out a small whisper. Her eyes all puffy from crying.

"I remember." Cupping her face. Using his thumbs to start to wipe away the tears. "It's not. I remember. Everything Liz... I never blamed you. Not for a moment."

Seeing the doubt in her eyes. Starting to shake her head no.

Stopping her. "No Liz. I didn't. It wasn't." Sighing. *How am I going to convince her? Connection.* Realizing it was really the only way to prove to her that he wasn't lying. "I've never tried to reverse the connection before. I could try... Do you trust me?" Searching her eyes for the answerer. Seeing the debate go on inside of her. The fear increasing in her eyes.
"We can stop it any time that you want."

Slowly nodding her head yes. Not talking her eyes off him.

"Just clear your mind."

"I know..." Giving him a weak smile.

Smiling back. "Ready."

Feeling her move her head a little in his hands.

Concentration on her. Feeling there energy start to mix. Become one. Basking in the feeling of being that close to her a moment before concentrating once more on sending her the images. On the facts and events that took place in his last life. Sending all the information and feelings to her. Letting her see everything for the first time through his eyes. How he felt. All his fears. His blame. His anger. Above all else his unwavering love that he always felt for her. The love that was still there for her even now.


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LIZ'S POV

Seeing everything from his eyes. His point of view. Feeling everything that he felt. The fear he felt for her. The guilt over what happened. The blame that he felt for himself. The anger that raged inside of him for Kaviar and even himself.

But her...... All he ever felt was love for her. Masked under all the guilt and fear he had. Feeling that he was to blame. That it was all his fault. Afraid that she blamed him for not being there for her. That he ultimately let her down. Failed her. But the love. The love was always there. Always.

*How did I get things so wrong? How could I ever doubt his love. How did I miss read him that baddly? Is this really true?*

*I just saw... I just felt... It has to be all true..*

*How did I let all this happen? How could I let him suffer like this..*

*I was so afraid. So hurt. That I couldn't see past my self to see what was really going on with him. Zan took me to the cliffs to talk that day. To tell me that he loved me still...*

*What kind of person am I?*

"Max...." Looking up to see his face in the moon light. The rain having finally stopped. Tears in his eyes. Matching her own.

"It's true Liz. It's all true.. I never stopped loving you. I never blamed you. Not for a moment. I never hated you. How could I? You are the love of my life... Only Kaviar... Only my self. But never you. Never...."

*Oh god.. What have I done to him?* "No Max.... It wasn't your fault... I'm the one that...."

"NO! Liz.." Taking her by the shoulders. "No... Kaviar... He .. Forced you." Max's voice catching. "He raped you." Voice cracking with the words. Taking a breathe. Trying to regain his composher. "You had no choose. You didn't betray me. You didn't do anything wrong. Never. You didn't..." Shaking his head no.

"But..."

"No Liz.... No please understand. Baby. Please. I'm the one that failed you. I wasn't there to protect you. I'm the one to blame. Me. Not you. I was upset with myself. With Kaviar. I felt so guilty. Afraid that you hated me for letting it happen." Wiping the tears off her cheek with his thumbs.

"What about the baby, Max?" Fear once more in her voice.

"The baby.." Giving her a weak smile. "I knew about the baby when you fainted that day at the summit." His voice catching again. "I couldn't tell you then. I'm sorry... I knew we didn't know who's the father was... I couldn't upset you anymore." Taking a breathe. "Liz baby. It didn't matter who's it was. Mine... Kaviar's.... I would have loved the baby no matter what."

"But..." Not wanting to believe her ears.

"It didn't matter Liz. It was apart of you. Of you Liz... How could I not love something that was apart of you?"

Tears coming once more to her eyes. "Oh Max. How did I screw things up so bad? How could I be so wrong? How could I hurt you like that." Trying to shake herself away from him. *I didn't deserve him.*

"No Liz. No Baby." Holding onto her tighter. Pulling her up against him. "No you weren't. You were hurt Liz.. It was my fault. All mine. I thought I was helping you by keeping my distance. I didn't want to remind you. I didn't want to hurt you any more then you already was. I'm sorry Liz. I'm so sorry." Hearing the tears in his voice.

Tearing at her even more. *How could I have did this to him. How could he still love me still?*

Holding on to each other for dear life.

"It's going to be alright now Baby. I promise... It's going to be alright now."

Closing her eyes tight. Just listening to his words that he was whispering into her ears. Wanting nothing more at the moment then to beleive in everything he said.

Feeling his fingers run through her hair.

"It's alright now. We are together."

Feeling him kiss the top of her head. "I'm with you now. I love you. I'm going to take care of you. We found each other. That's all that matters now."

Slowly rocking them both. "We are together. Just like we were meant to be. Just like we are suppose to be. I love you Liz. I love you so much."

Relaxing more into his arms. Hearing his soft words and promises surround her. His words and their meanings blending together. Becoming a soft comforting hum in the background of her mind.

The love that surround her. All Max.... All Zan... All one.

Not thinking beyond anything of this moment. Not the past. Not the future. Nothing.... Nothing but the fact that Max was holding her tightly in his arms. Telling her that he loved her. That he always loved her. The beating of his heart. His soft loving voice whispering his love. Lullaby her to sleep safely in his arms.


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MAX'S POV

Softy whispering his love for her with all the promises of the future. Promises that he had ever intention to keep no matter what.

Feeling her body relax more and more into him. Feeling her love for him. The fear that she was feeling slipping away.

As they held on to each other.

*This must be what heaven feels like.* Not able to imagine anything better then this.

Feeling the slight rise and fall of her chest finally even out as sleep took her once more.

Kissing her forehead. As he leaned back onto the couch leg. Shifting her weights so that she was resting comfortable onto of him.

Just cherishing the moment of having her in his arms.

He was home.

"I love you Liz."

This was the way it was meant to be. She was the reason why they were all here. Because he couldn't bare to live his life with out her. Because their lives were cut off too short. This was their second chance. A chance to be together again. A chance to be happy. Plain and simple. That was the only reason they were here.

"Is she asleep." Michaels soft strained voice coming out of the dark.

Being too dark were he was sitting to see his face clearly. "Yes. She is exhausted." Keeping the same low tone. "How long have you been awake?" Telling by the tone of his voice that he must have heard most of his and Liz's conversation.

"For most of her story." Sighing. "I guess our story. You all right?"

Thankful that Michael didn't inerupt. *We need to talk just the two of us.*

"Yes... No... I don't know.." Shaking his head. "It's just not that simple." *Nothing was the way it was suppose to be. There was still a lot of issues to address. Despite all the promises that he made Liz tonight. It all wasn't going to be easy.*

"Need help laying her back down on the couch?"

"No. I got her." Shifting her a little a he stood up. Not wanting to lie her down but know she would probably sleep better on the couch.

"The couch should be big enough for the both of you."

"What?" Stopping him in his tracks. *For both of us? Michael didn't even want her sitting on his lap last night.*

Before he could question him. "I know what I said before Max." Michael sighing. "It's just after hearing everything. Knowing everything..... The ways Liz feels.. Look Max. I just want what is best for her. Understand?"

Knowing exactly what he meant. "I only want her to be happy too, Michael."

"I know Maxwell. I know."

Laying them both down on the couch. Liz curling up against him immediately. Knowing it wasn't easy for Michael. "I'm not going to take her away from you Michael." Knowing that was his biggest fear.

"I know."

"Thanks Michael."

"No. Thank you, Max."

"I didn't.."

Cutting him off. "Thanks for giving us all a second chance."