OOC: sorry Nicole, I had a post half done last night, but didn't manage to come back after dinner to finish it. Such a cool twist Athenea though, and as always Max is great Isabelle, just hope this works for everyone.
~Liz~
I pause a moment, my mind racing through memories from the last seventeen years and more. The first time that I held Xan... He was such a beautiful baby... I remember watching him playing in the garden as he got a bit older, and remember how, although he was too small to understand, he used to rub my swollen stomach when I was pregnant with Sarah. He used to crawl up onto my lap, and I used to hold him safe in my arms. I remember his first day of school. I remember his grazes and injuries, I remember playing with him and teaching him to read. I remember his first words, and the day he began to walk. So many memories of a small child who will always own a piece of my heart.
He's growing up now, I know that and I have to accept it. Sarah is too... My babies are no longer babies, and now I understand how my mom and dad felt when I told them my decision about Max, and Xan, for the first time. It's so hard to let go, but I know I have to...
*Hey Liz. Got the boys settled? Are you all set, too?*
I smile and nod although I know he can't hear me. *Yeah, I think they're okay...* I respond, a smile spreading over my face at the second question. I remember a promise earlier, of some time to ourselves... I turn back to the door to our room and reach to push it open.
"Mom..."
I didn't hear the door open, but as I hear Xan's voice, I turn back to him immediately, waiting as I see him standng there. I'm so scared that he's going to hate me... I love him, and I would never want to hurt him, but I know that these last two days haven't been easy for him. To find out that he has a twin sister, that I'm not his birth mother, and to end up on an alien planet... I want to pull him into my arms, but I'm scared what he might do in response...
"Mom- thanks. Thanks for everything you've done for me, thanks for always being there for me...thanks for loving me as your son..."
Those words are more amazing than you can imagine... I was so scared, and that wipes away the tears. "Oh Xan...you don't have to thank me for that..." I tell him softly, stepping forward hesitantly, given his age, with my arms open to him. I want to take him into my arms, but I know that might not go down too well, and that he might think I'm treating him like the child he no longer is. "I love you...and it doesn't matter that I'm not your real mother...as far as I am concerned, you are my son, in any way that matters. Sarah is your sister, and you are both my children who I love very much..." I smile at him and laugh at myself slightly. "Sorry, I know I'm in danger of becoming soppy, if I'm not already there, but I'm speaking the truth." I tell him carefully, hesitating a moment before adding something more. "...And Xan...? I want you to know, that your father and I are both so proud of the man you're becoming..."
The words I speak come straight from my heart, and are nothing but the truth. I never thought any less of Xan than of Sarah, and I never will.
As I wait to see how he will react though, I feel a sudden surge of surprise, concern, and shock, shoot through my connection with Max. I struggle to keep an even expression, not wanting to worry or upset Xan, but immediately I reach out to my husband, my concern now mirroring his as I try to work out what could have happened. He was supposed to be going to see the girls... Has something happened to them? My fear spikes as I call out to him telepathically, almost scared of what I might find. *Max...what's wrong...what's happened... Are the girls okay...?*
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Ooc: I wanted someone with a very strong presence and I was watching Alexander and saw that Angelina Jolie played his mother I thought ‘perfect’. So anyways here is my first Adayla post hope you guys like it.
Adayla
I look out the window of my ship at the palace I used to call home. I haven’t been here in years, not since Ava occupied my son’s throne and I came to demand her to send a search party to locate my children. Of course Ava had all the power and my proposion was declined because after all I had married into the Arrios family, just like Ava but Ava had one thing I didn’t…a child that she claimed was my son’s heir.
How convenient for her that she just happened to be the only member of the royal four left alive and she just happened to make it back to Antar safely and she just happened to have the next in line as a child. To much good luck for her I was sure. When she first showed up on my door step 15 years ago, with a two year old balanced on her hip, so of course I took them in, until the lies started.
At first Ava said she didn’t know what happened to the others, that Nicolas had found them and they had split up during the fighting and they were all supposed to meet up at the Granolith. But they never came so she assumed they were all dead. But I knew in my heart that my children were alive and I told her so, but she insisted that they had to be dead.
Her story had to many holes in it and when I started pushing her for details she’d get agitated and change the subject. And then there was the two year old little girl. She was such a strange child, so untrustworthy of anybody even at such a tender age. And I looked for some sign that she was in fact Xan’s daughter and found nothing.
The ship lands on the dock and my escort exit the ship and I look around at the palace. So many memories, some good some horrible: I was married here, I watched my children grow and play in the gardens, and I watched as our little life came crashing down in Khivar’s hands. I wonder sometimes if I did the right thing by giving my children another chance to live, we were playing with the gods and I thought for sure I would be punished somehow by them. But they all died so young, and they deserved a chance to live again.
So I assembled a team of scientists in secret and did what Khivar would never expect, gave the royal four life again. And Earth was the perfect place, Antarians cannot survive longer than a couple of months in Earth’s atmosphere so if Khivar was to find out about what we did his people would have to come up with some way to survive on earth which would take time. Of course Khivar’s second in command Nicolas did eventually come up with a plan to create ‘skins’ so they could search for them, but by that time the pods were well hidden.
Making the Royal Four Hybrids was the plan, so that there bodies could adapt and survive on both Earth and Antar. And eventually they could use the granolith as a power boost for there ride home.
We make our way down the great hall. I know today was Xadalyn’s 17th birthday that means she will soon have her coronation and I can’t let that happen. I know her mother was a liar, nothing that came from that woman’s mouth was the truth so why should Xadalyn’s paternity be any different.
Someone in front of me pushes the door to the master suite open. This room used to belong to me and my king, then it was passed on to my son, now it belongs to a girl with more power than she knows what to do with.
"Adayla, what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?" she asks and her fake pleasantries clearly show how little respect she has for me. She’s so like her mother. "Don't insult me with your pleasantries Xadalyn, you know why I am here. I want you to step down from my son's throne." I say trying to control my anger but not doing a very good job on it.
"We have had this argument before Adayla, and as always my answer is no. If I were to step down the kingdom would be in chaos. Is that what you want? Antar to be torn in half again?" she’s says in that cold tone she gets.
"I would rather have that than some imposter claiming to be the next in line. My son is alive. I do not care what Ava said, he is alive I can feel it and he will return and take his throne and you my dear will be executed for treason." I tell her, partially just to get some reaction out of her.
Just when she looks like she might actually show some emotion for one(and of course I’m ready to comply with equal emotion) some one speaks up. "I doubt very much that will happen, What kind of father could order his own daughter's death? What do you think she's done that's so wrong? As far as I can see, Xada's done what she could to hold these worlds together," comes a deep voice but I don’t turn my head to see it is, keeping my eyes on Xadalyn, just in case I have to throw up my shield. I didn’t have a shield until I was pregnant with Xan and I assumed I just had it because it was his power but even after I gave birth I kept it.
I try one last time while Xada is distracted by whoever spoke to penetrate her thoughts and just as every time before its like I hit a brick wall. This has happened before, my powers allows me delve into the deepest parts of people’s brains and I can find out anybody’s secrets, dreams, and memories, except I’ve never been able to get into Xada’s head, even when she was a child, and that in itself is scary. If I could only get in one time I could find out if she was truly Xan’s daughter.
Xada’s eyes narrow in cold anger when she looks back at me and says. “Stay out of my head, or I will make you regret it.” Not only can I not get into her head, she knows when I’m using my power on her.
“First off this girl is not my son’s child and second…” I never finish my sentence because I turn to look at the stranger and see familiar amber eyes looking back at me. Before I know it there are tears streaming down my face and my arms find there way to around my sons neck and I can’t stop sobbing, but there not tears of sorrow, because I’ve had enough of sorrow in my life. But tears of happiness. My Son is home.
Adayla
I look out the window of my ship at the palace I used to call home. I haven’t been here in years, not since Ava occupied my son’s throne and I came to demand her to send a search party to locate my children. Of course Ava had all the power and my proposion was declined because after all I had married into the Arrios family, just like Ava but Ava had one thing I didn’t…a child that she claimed was my son’s heir.
How convenient for her that she just happened to be the only member of the royal four left alive and she just happened to make it back to Antar safely and she just happened to have the next in line as a child. To much good luck for her I was sure. When she first showed up on my door step 15 years ago, with a two year old balanced on her hip, so of course I took them in, until the lies started.
At first Ava said she didn’t know what happened to the others, that Nicolas had found them and they had split up during the fighting and they were all supposed to meet up at the Granolith. But they never came so she assumed they were all dead. But I knew in my heart that my children were alive and I told her so, but she insisted that they had to be dead.
Her story had to many holes in it and when I started pushing her for details she’d get agitated and change the subject. And then there was the two year old little girl. She was such a strange child, so untrustworthy of anybody even at such a tender age. And I looked for some sign that she was in fact Xan’s daughter and found nothing.
The ship lands on the dock and my escort exit the ship and I look around at the palace. So many memories, some good some horrible: I was married here, I watched my children grow and play in the gardens, and I watched as our little life came crashing down in Khivar’s hands. I wonder sometimes if I did the right thing by giving my children another chance to live, we were playing with the gods and I thought for sure I would be punished somehow by them. But they all died so young, and they deserved a chance to live again.
So I assembled a team of scientists in secret and did what Khivar would never expect, gave the royal four life again. And Earth was the perfect place, Antarians cannot survive longer than a couple of months in Earth’s atmosphere so if Khivar was to find out about what we did his people would have to come up with some way to survive on earth which would take time. Of course Khivar’s second in command Nicolas did eventually come up with a plan to create ‘skins’ so they could search for them, but by that time the pods were well hidden.
Making the Royal Four Hybrids was the plan, so that there bodies could adapt and survive on both Earth and Antar. And eventually they could use the granolith as a power boost for there ride home.
We make our way down the great hall. I know today was Xadalyn’s 17th birthday that means she will soon have her coronation and I can’t let that happen. I know her mother was a liar, nothing that came from that woman’s mouth was the truth so why should Xadalyn’s paternity be any different.
Someone in front of me pushes the door to the master suite open. This room used to belong to me and my king, then it was passed on to my son, now it belongs to a girl with more power than she knows what to do with.
"Adayla, what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?" she asks and her fake pleasantries clearly show how little respect she has for me. She’s so like her mother. "Don't insult me with your pleasantries Xadalyn, you know why I am here. I want you to step down from my son's throne." I say trying to control my anger but not doing a very good job on it.
"We have had this argument before Adayla, and as always my answer is no. If I were to step down the kingdom would be in chaos. Is that what you want? Antar to be torn in half again?" she’s says in that cold tone she gets.
"I would rather have that than some imposter claiming to be the next in line. My son is alive. I do not care what Ava said, he is alive I can feel it and he will return and take his throne and you my dear will be executed for treason." I tell her, partially just to get some reaction out of her.
Just when she looks like she might actually show some emotion for one(and of course I’m ready to comply with equal emotion) some one speaks up. "I doubt very much that will happen, What kind of father could order his own daughter's death? What do you think she's done that's so wrong? As far as I can see, Xada's done what she could to hold these worlds together," comes a deep voice but I don’t turn my head to see it is, keeping my eyes on Xadalyn, just in case I have to throw up my shield. I didn’t have a shield until I was pregnant with Xan and I assumed I just had it because it was his power but even after I gave birth I kept it.
I try one last time while Xada is distracted by whoever spoke to penetrate her thoughts and just as every time before its like I hit a brick wall. This has happened before, my powers allows me delve into the deepest parts of people’s brains and I can find out anybody’s secrets, dreams, and memories, except I’ve never been able to get into Xada’s head, even when she was a child, and that in itself is scary. If I could only get in one time I could find out if she was truly Xan’s daughter.
Xada’s eyes narrow in cold anger when she looks back at me and says. “Stay out of my head, or I will make you regret it.” Not only can I not get into her head, she knows when I’m using my power on her.
“First off this girl is not my son’s child and second…” I never finish my sentence because I turn to look at the stranger and see familiar amber eyes looking back at me. Before I know it there are tears streaming down my face and my arms find there way to around my sons neck and I can’t stop sobbing, but there not tears of sorrow, because I’ve had enough of sorrow in my life. But tears of happiness. My Son is home.
*Max*
I cross my arms, preparing to stare down the stranger I know is my mother. She’s not just a stranger because of my hazy or missing memories since I was re-created as a hybrid, but also because of the cold way she’s looking at my daughter. I definitely never imagined something like this.
Or, at least I’m trying to look her in the eye, but all she does is glare at Xadalyn, something I consider to be a very bad sign. The anger and yes, hatred, between the two is so strong I can almost touch it.
*Max...what's wrong...what's happened... Are the girls okay...?* I hear Liz’s mental voice. She’s scared and worried, I can tell. She must have picked up something about what’s going on here.
*They’re fine,* I assure her. So far, they’re still fine. *Something’s come up that I wasn’t expecting. It’s my mother and she’d definitely not here to help celebrate Xadalyn’s birthday. They look like they’re ready to kill each other and I’m trying to keep the peace.*
“Stay out of my head, or I will make you regret it,” Xadalyn says, her voice like ice and steel, cold and hard. That tells me that I was right to be worried about my mother’s powers and about her staring contest with Xadalyn. This isn’t going to be good.
Without knowing what it is that I think I’m going to do, I take a step forward. My mother speaks first and her voice is still every bit as hard and cold as Xadalyn’s. Adayla. Xada says her name is Adayla. “First off this girl is not my son’s child and second…” she starts to say but she stops short. I never hear what her second reason is because as she turns to look at me, her eyes fill with tears. That’s when I know that she’s not only seen me, but she knows who I am. In the next moment, she’s wrapped her arms around me, holding me so tight I can barely breathe.
I hadn’t really thought about keeping my identity secret from her, although if I had I probably would have been thinking to reveal myself when we had more privacy rather than in front of her entourage. Of course, I know she trusts then and they’ve probably earned that trust, but I still might have waited. Truthfully, ‘though, the only reason I hadn’t said anything directly was because defusing the situation between her and Xadalyn was more important at the time.
“She is my daughter,” I tell her. “I knew it the moment I formed a connection so I could heal her yesterday.” Was it really only yesterday? Just a little over 30 hours ago my solid little life on Earth was torn up from the roots. I gesture at Sarah, trying hard to behave normally although I’m still seething. “And this, is my other daughter, Sarah. My wife and my son are here as well.”
I stop myself there. Although I really want to continue, I know that it will sound like I’m scolding her and I don’t to re-start our relationship like that, even if I do think she deserves it. I really would have expected my mother to have been helping my child when she was here without me, not to be fighting against her to the point that she’s willing to risk the destruction of our nation in a civil war. Xadalyn's been wearing more responsibility than a child her age should ever be asked to. I'm sure it would have helped immeasurably if she had some support from her grandmother...
*Crisis averted, for now,* I tell Liz, silently. *Maybe you and Xan should come to Xada's room so I can introduce you two in person.*
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I cross my arms, preparing to stare down the stranger I know is my mother. She’s not just a stranger because of my hazy or missing memories since I was re-created as a hybrid, but also because of the cold way she’s looking at my daughter. I definitely never imagined something like this.
Or, at least I’m trying to look her in the eye, but all she does is glare at Xadalyn, something I consider to be a very bad sign. The anger and yes, hatred, between the two is so strong I can almost touch it.
*Max...what's wrong...what's happened... Are the girls okay...?* I hear Liz’s mental voice. She’s scared and worried, I can tell. She must have picked up something about what’s going on here.
*They’re fine,* I assure her. So far, they’re still fine. *Something’s come up that I wasn’t expecting. It’s my mother and she’d definitely not here to help celebrate Xadalyn’s birthday. They look like they’re ready to kill each other and I’m trying to keep the peace.*
“Stay out of my head, or I will make you regret it,” Xadalyn says, her voice like ice and steel, cold and hard. That tells me that I was right to be worried about my mother’s powers and about her staring contest with Xadalyn. This isn’t going to be good.
Without knowing what it is that I think I’m going to do, I take a step forward. My mother speaks first and her voice is still every bit as hard and cold as Xadalyn’s. Adayla. Xada says her name is Adayla. “First off this girl is not my son’s child and second…” she starts to say but she stops short. I never hear what her second reason is because as she turns to look at me, her eyes fill with tears. That’s when I know that she’s not only seen me, but she knows who I am. In the next moment, she’s wrapped her arms around me, holding me so tight I can barely breathe.
I hadn’t really thought about keeping my identity secret from her, although if I had I probably would have been thinking to reveal myself when we had more privacy rather than in front of her entourage. Of course, I know she trusts then and they’ve probably earned that trust, but I still might have waited. Truthfully, ‘though, the only reason I hadn’t said anything directly was because defusing the situation between her and Xadalyn was more important at the time.
“She is my daughter,” I tell her. “I knew it the moment I formed a connection so I could heal her yesterday.” Was it really only yesterday? Just a little over 30 hours ago my solid little life on Earth was torn up from the roots. I gesture at Sarah, trying hard to behave normally although I’m still seething. “And this, is my other daughter, Sarah. My wife and my son are here as well.”
I stop myself there. Although I really want to continue, I know that it will sound like I’m scolding her and I don’t to re-start our relationship like that, even if I do think she deserves it. I really would have expected my mother to have been helping my child when she was here without me, not to be fighting against her to the point that she’s willing to risk the destruction of our nation in a civil war. Xadalyn's been wearing more responsibility than a child her age should ever be asked to. I'm sure it would have helped immeasurably if she had some support from her grandmother...
*Crisis averted, for now,* I tell Liz, silently. *Maybe you and Xan should come to Xada's room so I can introduce you two in person.*
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OOC: Kat- No problem! Nice Liz post 
And Athenea- Adayla's great 
Can't wait for more! And perfect is right 
Alexander
When my mother turned to face me, I could see the emotion shining in her eyes. "Oh Xan...you don't have to thank me for that..." she whispered, taking a slight step forward. "I love you...and it doesn't matter that I'm not your real mother...as far as I am concerned, you are my son, in any way that matters. Sarah is your sister, and you are both my children who I love very much..."
I smiled at that. The fact that I had never so much as doubted the truth of my parentage was proof enough that Mom loved us both sincerely, and the love was unbiased.
When she said that she was close to becoming soppy and all, I grinned. Maybe so, but I had a feeling that I was quite close to it too.
"...And Xan...? I want you to know, that your father and I are both so proud of the man you're becoming..."
She wouldn't know how much I valued what she'd just said. Growing up, I had always wanted their approval- in everything I did, I wondered if they would support me or not. To them, I was their son who was still growing up.
At the back of my mind, I was reminded of my twin, who had grown up under such different circumstances. Whilst I was still becoming a man, Xadalyn was already a woman, a wise and strong queen. She had no clue how it was like to be a kid, to have a few carefree days in her life- like Sarah and I had.
"You have no idea how much that means, Mom," I said sincerely, suddenly wanting to hug my mother, to know that she was real. She had always been the most solid figure in my life, and now, even after all the 'excitement', she still was.
I wondered if it would be all right to tell her about Erica, because I had kept it inside for so long. I wondered if my hiding from it all this time would slowly eat at me.
But I changed my mind when I saw the expression on her face. It had changed slightly, to a more worried look- she probably hadn't even heard my earlier reply. She looked like she was trying to hide it, but the anxious lines that were beginning to show were not to be mistaken.
Concerned, I placed my hands on her slender shoulders. "Mom, are you okay?" I asked, searching her eyes. "What's wrong?"
And Athenea- Adayla's great Can't wait for more! And perfect is right Alexander
When my mother turned to face me, I could see the emotion shining in her eyes. "Oh Xan...you don't have to thank me for that..." she whispered, taking a slight step forward. "I love you...and it doesn't matter that I'm not your real mother...as far as I am concerned, you are my son, in any way that matters. Sarah is your sister, and you are both my children who I love very much..."
I smiled at that. The fact that I had never so much as doubted the truth of my parentage was proof enough that Mom loved us both sincerely, and the love was unbiased.
When she said that she was close to becoming soppy and all, I grinned. Maybe so, but I had a feeling that I was quite close to it too.
"...And Xan...? I want you to know, that your father and I are both so proud of the man you're becoming..."
She wouldn't know how much I valued what she'd just said. Growing up, I had always wanted their approval- in everything I did, I wondered if they would support me or not. To them, I was their son who was still growing up.
At the back of my mind, I was reminded of my twin, who had grown up under such different circumstances. Whilst I was still becoming a man, Xadalyn was already a woman, a wise and strong queen. She had no clue how it was like to be a kid, to have a few carefree days in her life- like Sarah and I had.
"You have no idea how much that means, Mom," I said sincerely, suddenly wanting to hug my mother, to know that she was real. She had always been the most solid figure in my life, and now, even after all the 'excitement', she still was.
I wondered if it would be all right to tell her about Erica, because I had kept it inside for so long. I wondered if my hiding from it all this time would slowly eat at me.
But I changed my mind when I saw the expression on her face. It had changed slightly, to a more worried look- she probably hadn't even heard my earlier reply. She looked like she was trying to hide it, but the anxious lines that were beginning to show were not to be mistaken.
Concerned, I placed my hands on her slender shoulders. "Mom, are you okay?" I asked, searching her eyes. "What's wrong?"
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~*~Sarah~*~
I am sitting here talking to Xada when suddenly a women in gray hair, but she looks so much young rush in the room. It's look to me that the woman is upset, and Xada is upset as well.
I stood there watching them yell at each-other. Adayla, Xada called her , I think that’s her grandma, and my as well, well my alien grandma, lucky I still have my ear piece on to understand what there are saying.
My father join us and I don't say anything, I'm too worry were about to have a world war 3. My dad is standing up to Xada's grandma, when she actually looked at him; she is crying and hugging him. This is too weird. What is going on, and why my father and Adayla are hugging?
I tell her. “I knew it the moment I formed a connection so I could heal her yesterday. And this is my other daughter, Sarah. My wife and my son are here as well.” My dads told her after then finally stops hugging, and start talking.
So this is my alien grandma, the one of my father genes and blood cells come from. I stood there kind of scary to answer, but it wouldn’t be right of me to just ignore her. “It’s nice to meet you Adayla." I said out loud. What did you expect me to say' nice to see you grandma, I'm sorry I didn’t know you because were all thought you died.' it be even weirder.
I am sitting here talking to Xada when suddenly a women in gray hair, but she looks so much young rush in the room. It's look to me that the woman is upset, and Xada is upset as well.
I stood there watching them yell at each-other. Adayla, Xada called her , I think that’s her grandma, and my as well, well my alien grandma, lucky I still have my ear piece on to understand what there are saying.
My father join us and I don't say anything, I'm too worry were about to have a world war 3. My dad is standing up to Xada's grandma, when she actually looked at him; she is crying and hugging him. This is too weird. What is going on, and why my father and Adayla are hugging?
I tell her. “I knew it the moment I formed a connection so I could heal her yesterday. And this is my other daughter, Sarah. My wife and my son are here as well.” My dads told her after then finally stops hugging, and start talking.
So this is my alien grandma, the one of my father genes and blood cells come from. I stood there kind of scary to answer, but it wouldn’t be right of me to just ignore her. “It’s nice to meet you Adayla." I said out loud. What did you expect me to say' nice to see you grandma, I'm sorry I didn’t know you because were all thought you died.' it be even weirder.
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~Liz~
I try to hide my worry from Xan, but of course he knows me well I guess, and even before he asks I think I can see the concern in his eyes. He places his hand on my shoulders and looks at me. "Mom...are you okay...? What's wrong...?"
Almost at the same time, I can hear his father answering me in my head, with words which seem too strange for belief. We never imagined that his mother would still be alive. It had been so long since they came to earth, so long since he was sent, and from everything that was said, the general belief by everyone was that she would be long dead by now.
To learn that not only is she alive, but also here, right now, must have come as a huge shock to Max I know and I send back what I can of reassuring thoughts and emotions as I hear that he is trying to play peacemaker. The idea of Grandmother and Granddaughter needing him to take such a role seems somewhat strange to me, always having had such a close relationship with Grandma Claudia before she died, I can't imagine what would cause such distrust and trouble...
I look down at my son, realising that he is still waiting for an answer, and hold up my hand, asking him silently to give me a moment although at the same time offering a smile to try and show I'm okay. Right at this moment, Max is assuring me that the girls are okay, but still I can't help worrying and I wait, tensely, for further contact from Max which I know will come.
Sure enough, it follows a few moments later, assuring me that things seem to be fine for the moment, with an invitation to join him, and I can't help nodding. *Sure I'd love to...I'll see what we can do...* I'm still looking forward to time alone with him later, but for now I know this is important, and the fact that Max wants me to share it with him is enough...
Turning my attention back to Alex, who's still waiting for my answer, I appologise to him quickly. "I'm sorry honey...I just sensed some raw emotions from your dad, and they worried me a little..." I try to reassure him though, knowing that he, like me, is apt to jump to conclusions when he wants to. "It's okay though... Apparently there was a surprise, but everything's okay...and now...well there's someone who he thinks you and I should meet..." I give a small smile. "Do you want to come...? I can explain on the way..."
As I wait for his answer, all sorts of doubts begin to spring up in my mind. What if she doesn't like me...or what if she doesn't think I deserve her son... Zan was married to Ava here...what if she doesn't even recognise our marriage... I swallow and chew my lip nervously, suddenly on-edge about this whole prospective encounter although I continue to try and hide this from Xan. I don't want him to get the wrong idea, that I don't want to meet her, I do...just it's a big thing, to meet someone who the only time I've ever 'seen' her was telling my then boyfriend, now husband, that he was married to another woman...
~Liz~
I try to hide my worry from Xan, but of course he knows me well I guess, and even before he asks I think I can see the concern in his eyes. He places his hand on my shoulders and looks at me. "Mom...are you okay...? What's wrong...?"
Almost at the same time, I can hear his father answering me in my head, with words which seem too strange for belief. We never imagined that his mother would still be alive. It had been so long since they came to earth, so long since he was sent, and from everything that was said, the general belief by everyone was that she would be long dead by now.
To learn that not only is she alive, but also here, right now, must have come as a huge shock to Max I know and I send back what I can of reassuring thoughts and emotions as I hear that he is trying to play peacemaker. The idea of Grandmother and Granddaughter needing him to take such a role seems somewhat strange to me, always having had such a close relationship with Grandma Claudia before she died, I can't imagine what would cause such distrust and trouble...
I look down at my son, realising that he is still waiting for an answer, and hold up my hand, asking him silently to give me a moment although at the same time offering a smile to try and show I'm okay. Right at this moment, Max is assuring me that the girls are okay, but still I can't help worrying and I wait, tensely, for further contact from Max which I know will come.
Sure enough, it follows a few moments later, assuring me that things seem to be fine for the moment, with an invitation to join him, and I can't help nodding. *Sure I'd love to...I'll see what we can do...* I'm still looking forward to time alone with him later, but for now I know this is important, and the fact that Max wants me to share it with him is enough...
Turning my attention back to Alex, who's still waiting for my answer, I appologise to him quickly. "I'm sorry honey...I just sensed some raw emotions from your dad, and they worried me a little..." I try to reassure him though, knowing that he, like me, is apt to jump to conclusions when he wants to. "It's okay though... Apparently there was a surprise, but everything's okay...and now...well there's someone who he thinks you and I should meet..." I give a small smile. "Do you want to come...? I can explain on the way..."
As I wait for his answer, all sorts of doubts begin to spring up in my mind. What if she doesn't like me...or what if she doesn't think I deserve her son... Zan was married to Ava here...what if she doesn't even recognise our marriage... I swallow and chew my lip nervously, suddenly on-edge about this whole prospective encounter although I continue to try and hide this from Xan. I don't want him to get the wrong idea, that I don't want to meet her, I do...just it's a big thing, to meet someone who the only time I've ever 'seen' her was telling my then boyfriend, now husband, that he was married to another woman...
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Dreams and Reality
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Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
Alexander
My mother looked faraway for quite a while, but soon after she held up her hand and smiled. So I waited, searching her expression closely. Was this one of those connections with Dad? What else could it be?
Surely enough, I was right.
"I'm sorry honey...I just sensed some raw emotions from your dad, and they worried me a little...It's okay though... Apparently there was a surprise, but everything's okay..."
A surprise? What kind of surprise? A jack-in-the-box thing? An old Antarian friend, maybe? Perhaps . . . Xadalyn had a husband? I mentally shook my head. Nah.
At least there was no need to worry about anything anymore.
"And now...well there's someone who he thinks you and I should meet..." Mom went on.
Right again. It was a someone. Not a jack-in-the-box, then.
"Do you want to come...? I can explain on the way..."
I thought for a while. Considering she didn't mind my involvement, I figured it wouldn't be a bad idea to tag along. Plus, I wasn't tired anymore. "Yeah, okay. Just let me tell Justin first."
Quickly, I went back to the room and found that he was lying on the bed. He was probably asleep.
"Justin, I'm going to see my dad for a bit, okay?" I whispered from the door.
I heard a soft grunt. Was that a reply or a snore? Well, he was probably too pooped out to care anyway. Careful not to make too much noise, I tiptoed out of the room and quietly closed the door.
"All set," I said as I approached my mother again. I put an arm around her shoulders and we began to walk. "Okay, now fill me in."
My mother looked faraway for quite a while, but soon after she held up her hand and smiled. So I waited, searching her expression closely. Was this one of those connections with Dad? What else could it be?
Surely enough, I was right.
"I'm sorry honey...I just sensed some raw emotions from your dad, and they worried me a little...It's okay though... Apparently there was a surprise, but everything's okay..."
A surprise? What kind of surprise? A jack-in-the-box thing? An old Antarian friend, maybe? Perhaps . . . Xadalyn had a husband? I mentally shook my head. Nah.
At least there was no need to worry about anything anymore.
"And now...well there's someone who he thinks you and I should meet..." Mom went on.
Right again. It was a someone. Not a jack-in-the-box, then.
"Do you want to come...? I can explain on the way..."
I thought for a while. Considering she didn't mind my involvement, I figured it wouldn't be a bad idea to tag along. Plus, I wasn't tired anymore. "Yeah, okay. Just let me tell Justin first."
Quickly, I went back to the room and found that he was lying on the bed. He was probably asleep.
"Justin, I'm going to see my dad for a bit, okay?" I whispered from the door.
I heard a soft grunt. Was that a reply or a snore? Well, he was probably too pooped out to care anyway. Careful not to make too much noise, I tiptoed out of the room and quietly closed the door.
"All set," I said as I approached my mother again. I put an arm around her shoulders and we began to walk. "Okay, now fill me in."
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My son is back and he is safe and now things will change and be as they were. “She is my daughter, I knew it the moment I formed a connection so I could heal her yesterday. And this, is my other daughter, Sarah. My wife and my son are here as well.”
So Xada is his daughter, but that doesn’t matter now, he’s back. I wonder for a moment what kind of trouble Xadalyn could have gotten into that she couldn’t heal herself. But he brought his new family. I turn towards the girl that he introduced as Sarah. “It’s nice to meet you Adayla." She says in a quiet voice and I give her a warm smile. She looks a lot like my son but her face must resemble her mother.
I wonder what the woman who was able to capture my son’s heart is like. I resist the urge to shift through some of his memories to find out for myself, not wanting to evade on his privacy. “She’s beautiful Max.” I say using his Earth name. That was the only real information I ever got out of Ava. “She has your eyes.”
“And I cannot wait to meet your love and your son.” I tell him.
My son is back and he is safe and now things will change and be as they were. “She is my daughter, I knew it the moment I formed a connection so I could heal her yesterday. And this, is my other daughter, Sarah. My wife and my son are here as well.”
So Xada is his daughter, but that doesn’t matter now, he’s back. I wonder for a moment what kind of trouble Xadalyn could have gotten into that she couldn’t heal herself. But he brought his new family. I turn towards the girl that he introduced as Sarah. “It’s nice to meet you Adayla." She says in a quiet voice and I give her a warm smile. She looks a lot like my son but her face must resemble her mother.
I wonder what the woman who was able to capture my son’s heart is like. I resist the urge to shift through some of his memories to find out for myself, not wanting to evade on his privacy. “She’s beautiful Max.” I say using his Earth name. That was the only real information I ever got out of Ava. “She has your eyes.”
“And I cannot wait to meet your love and your son.” I tell him.
*Justin*
Alexander leaves and I sit heavily on the bed, exhaling deeply. I'm not home but it feels like a safe place to be me for a moment. A lot nicer than that hotel room Dad and I shared when we went on the trip to the Grand Canyon last year.
I am tired but I have to stand up again to get off this -- what did Mr. Evans call it? An over-tunic? -- Whatever it is, it's a pain. The clasp is nuts but I get it undone and pull the thing off me and then I start on the pants and such. No sign of Alexander coming back yet. Guess he's still talking to his mom.
I miss my dad. I wish he were here. This is all so strange. I wonder how he felt when he first found out about all this. How old was he then, I wonder?
I lie down on the bed, closing my eyes for a moment and then the door sudenly opens.
"Justin, I'm going to see my dad for a bit, okay?" I hear Alexander whisper from the door.
"Yeah, sure," I tell him, suddenly feeling a lot sleepier than I thought I was. But as I open my eyes, he's already shutting the door. Fine by me, I think, and then I roll over and think about falling asleep.
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Alexander leaves and I sit heavily on the bed, exhaling deeply. I'm not home but it feels like a safe place to be me for a moment. A lot nicer than that hotel room Dad and I shared when we went on the trip to the Grand Canyon last year.
I am tired but I have to stand up again to get off this -- what did Mr. Evans call it? An over-tunic? -- Whatever it is, it's a pain. The clasp is nuts but I get it undone and pull the thing off me and then I start on the pants and such. No sign of Alexander coming back yet. Guess he's still talking to his mom.
I miss my dad. I wish he were here. This is all so strange. I wonder how he felt when he first found out about all this. How old was he then, I wonder?
I lie down on the bed, closing my eyes for a moment and then the door sudenly opens.
"Justin, I'm going to see my dad for a bit, okay?" I hear Alexander whisper from the door.
"Yeah, sure," I tell him, suddenly feeling a lot sleepier than I thought I was. But as I open my eyes, he's already shutting the door. Fine by me, I think, and then I roll over and think about falling asleep.
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OOC -- Yeah... I'm still having trouble deciding which way to go with this post... I'll be happy to change it if you don't like it, Athenea. 
*Max*
I'm very proud of Sarah as she acknowledges the introduction to her grandmother. I know this can't be easy for her. She calls her by her name, not grandmother, but that's completely understandable. This woman is a stranger and her recent behavior doesn't make her seem like a nice person, either, although I'm sure she is a lot nicer under other circumstances.
*Sure I'd love to...I'll see what we can do...* Liz says in my mind and I know she and Xan are on their way. I'm tempted to tell her not to come afterall. We're all tired. Adayla's mood has improved a lot since she's recognised me, but I'm still a bit uncomfortable about what just happened here. This might be better done in the morning but Liz is already on her way now...
*Thanks honey,* I tell her. I really want to spend some quiet time with Liz. I've been wanting it all day because things have been so busy, and then there were the threats at the party and now Adayla... Hopefully this will go smoothly and everyone will be able to rest soon.
“She’s beautiful Max. She has your eyes," My mother says and I'm a bit surprised. I wasn't expecting to hear her call me by that name. “And I cannot wait to meet your love and your son.”
My love. I'm not sure if by using that term she's making Liz out to be something less than a wife or something more. If it's the first, she'll be sorry she tried.
"They're on their way now," I say, offering a smile that comes to my face just because I'm talking to Liz, even if she's not physically there. I hesitate then, not sure if I should say more, but I have to let my mother know that I haven't forgotten the way she was treating Xada.
"I'm looking forward to getting to know you again and introducing you to them,” I say to my mother. "However, I will appreciate it if you would treat both my daughters and the rest of my family with the respect they deserve. I'm certain they will then be glad to show you the same."
*Max*
I'm very proud of Sarah as she acknowledges the introduction to her grandmother. I know this can't be easy for her. She calls her by her name, not grandmother, but that's completely understandable. This woman is a stranger and her recent behavior doesn't make her seem like a nice person, either, although I'm sure she is a lot nicer under other circumstances.
*Sure I'd love to...I'll see what we can do...* Liz says in my mind and I know she and Xan are on their way. I'm tempted to tell her not to come afterall. We're all tired. Adayla's mood has improved a lot since she's recognised me, but I'm still a bit uncomfortable about what just happened here. This might be better done in the morning but Liz is already on her way now...
*Thanks honey,* I tell her. I really want to spend some quiet time with Liz. I've been wanting it all day because things have been so busy, and then there were the threats at the party and now Adayla... Hopefully this will go smoothly and everyone will be able to rest soon.
“She’s beautiful Max. She has your eyes," My mother says and I'm a bit surprised. I wasn't expecting to hear her call me by that name. “And I cannot wait to meet your love and your son.”
My love. I'm not sure if by using that term she's making Liz out to be something less than a wife or something more. If it's the first, she'll be sorry she tried.
"They're on their way now," I say, offering a smile that comes to my face just because I'm talking to Liz, even if she's not physically there. I hesitate then, not sure if I should say more, but I have to let my mother know that I haven't forgotten the way she was treating Xada.
"I'm looking forward to getting to know you again and introducing you to them,” I say to my mother. "However, I will appreciate it if you would treat both my daughters and the rest of my family with the respect they deserve. I'm certain they will then be glad to show you the same."